Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 80 The Threat From the Ye Family

Ye Fan retreated to Ye Chu's side, stared at An Chenyuan coldly, and said with a sneer, "If you have the ability, come and get it by yourself, if you are afraid of the Ye family, won't you succeed?"

"Ye Fan, you want to seek death yourself, don't even get involved with the Ye family!" Ye Feng's face was grim, and all the shock to Ye Fan in his heart had turned into jealousy.

Ye Chu swallowed two ice spirit pills. At this moment, his injuries have stabilized and his breathing is smooth. Hearing Ye Feng's words, he immediately frowned: "Ye Feng, the Ye family has never been afraid of threats. As long as there is a trace of fire, the Ye family will never perish. Have you forgotten your ancestral teachings?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten, but now the City Lord's Mansion doesn't really want our lives, and we can avoid a war by handing over what we got. Don't you really cherish the lives of Ye family disciples in your heart?" Ye Feng confronted .

Ye Chu snorted coldly and said: "My injuries are all thanks to An Chenyuan. At that time, I had already handed over the treasures I got to him, but he still attacked him suddenly. If I hadn't been on guard, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot. .Do you still believe his words? Not only me, but also three of my Ye family disciples have died at their hands, do you still want to follow in their footsteps?"

Ye Feng's breath was stagnant, and he didn't expect that Ye Chu and An Chenyuan would meet first, and when such a thing happened, he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Clang..." Ye Chu's long sword slowly unsheathed.

"Even if the Ye family fights to the last drop of blood today, they will never compromise!" Ye Chu said firmly, with his long sword tilted towards the sky, his aura surged.

"Very good!" An Chenyuan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then none of you Ye Family disciples will leave today! Leave them all to me!"

Immediately waved his hand.

"kill"

Nearly twenty elite disciples of the City Lord's Mansion surrounded them one after another, trapping seven or eight disciples of the Ye Family in the middle.

"My lord, please don't get me wrong. Ye Feng has already shown his sincerity, so please be merciful!" Ye Feng jumped out and begged hastily.

"Disgraceful!" Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of saliva and said with a pooh.

The corner of An Chenyuan's mouth curled up into a smile: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero, you come here, disciples of the Ye family, anyone who doesn't want to fight, you can come here, I, An Chenyuan, promise in front of the big families that I will never Let me hurt you!"

Ye Feng hurriedly walked to the back of An Chenyuan, and behind him, two Ye family disciples also followed.

"Traitor!" Ye Jin shouted angrily in a cold voice.

However, Ye Chu waved his hand: "Everyone has his own ambition, and those who can stay are the real brothers. Let's fight, for the glory of the Ye family, even if we die, we will have no regrets!"

"Then you all go to die!" An Chenyuan finally gave the order.

A group of talented disciples from the City Lord's Mansion swarmed up, and the sword light passed by, enveloping the remaining five people.

Among the five, Ye Fan and Ye Chuxiu are the best, followed by Ye Jin. The remaining two disciples of the Ye family are only in the fourth-rank realm of real martial arts. It is already very difficult to protect themselves in such a scuffle, let alone help them. busy.

The three of Ye Fan each guarded a direction, and the sword light shot out. Although they were suppressed at a disadvantage, they guarded tightly.

"Ye Fan, you have the highest cultivation level. Ye Jin and I will stand up first. Go and charge quickly. Remember not to love to fight, so as not to fall into a tight siege. If you succeed in one blow, retreat immediately!" Ye Chu said.

Ye Fan responded, and stretched out his sword to push back a disciple of the city master's mansion who was at the seventh rank of true martial arts. Then he stomped on his feet, and his speed soared.

The sharp knife in his hand cut his throat mercilessly.

Kicking the corpse away with one kick, Ye Fan didn't stop for a moment with the long sword in his hand, and suddenly slashed out, cutting off two young disciples of the fourth rank of real martial arts.

Behind him, two disciples of the City Lord's Mansion of the sixth grade of true martial arts joined hands to kill Ye Fan, trying to cut off Ye Fan's way of retreating.

Ye Fan's forward figure twisted suddenly, and his shoulder knocked a disciple of the city lord's mansion into the air. At the same time, the long sword turned into a hot golden roulette and roared out.

The two waved their swords to resist, only to feel a terrifying aura pouring in, the long sword in their hands turned into fragments on the ground, their bodies also groaned, and vomited blood and flew out.

Ye Fan didn't delay any longer, he killed three people like lightning, and after injuring three people, he was about to retreat back to the Ye family's team.

It's just that at this moment, a figure suddenly stood in front of him, his gaze flickered with ice-cold chill, touching his gaze, Ye Fan felt his whole body tremble, and a dangerous aura welled up in his heart.

In desperation, "Death" detonated the strongest move with a sword, and the path of Buddhism and Taoism merged into it, and the sword energy rose slowly like a small burning sun.

A mellow and thick breath permeated the air, which seemed to make the entire bloody battlefield look sacred, and the meaning of compassion infected the hearts of everyone around.

There was actually a feeling of wanting to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

"Small tricks!" The person blocking the way was shocked, and a powerful aura burst out suddenly, and then he punched out. The fist was as bright as electricity, and it directly shattered Ye Fan's sword energy.

Ye Fan's complexion changed drastically, and the blade of the sword came out backwards, trying to block it for a moment.

Unexpectedly, a terrifying force suddenly came from the blade of the sword, and he couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat, almost spurting a mouthful of blood, staggered back, and at the same time swung the sword continuously, laying down lines of defensive sword energy in front of him.

"Ninth Grade True Martial Arts?" Everyone's face changed drastically, looking at the young man standing proudly facing the wind, their eyes were already inexplicably horrified.

A young man of the Ninth Grade of True Martial Arts, with his cultivation and his age is enough to turn the entire Antan City upside down, when did the City Lord's Mansion actually cultivate such a monstrous genius?

This kind of cultivation speed, it is estimated that all the immortal sects in Zhongzhou will rush to get it.

Ye Fan's eyes were extremely solemn, and the Buddha's power flowed through his meridians, and the shock healed immediately.

"Take my sword!"

With a loud roar, the sword in Ye Fan's hand, from top to bottom, slashed out of the air like that, and the sword energy exploded, and it shot five or six feet away, and slashed at the real martial arts ninth-rank powerhouse.

The ninth-rank master of real martial arts narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of disdain, he still didn't move, he stretched out his hand and punched out, a faint blue halo lingered on the surface of the fist.

"Pong"

The fist light pierced through Ye Mo's sword energy in one fell swoop, and hit the body of the long sword hard.

"Om..." the long sword buzzed and trembled unceasingly, finally unable to bear the huge force, it exploded into pieces.

At the same time, Ye Fan also staggered back out, his face already pale.

"I'll take the knife on you first!" The master of the ninth rank of real martial arts snorted coldly, and his figure instantly moved close to Ye Fan's side, clasping his shoulder with one hand.

Ye Fan lost his balance and could only kick the opponent's chest.

The master of the ninth rank of real martial arts avoided Ye Fan's kick just by turning sideways, and at the same time grabbed his shoulder, and ruthlessly moved towards the area in front of him.

Ye Fan staggered, and before he had time to react, his chest was already being held by a palm.

"Die!" The terrifying true energy of the ninth grade of Zhenwu burst out in the palm of his hand, and Ye Fan flew up high like a cloud and fog, and fell in the direction of Ye Chu.

"Pfft..." He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Ye Fan's face was very pale, and he was also secretly thankful that if it hadn't been for the immortal green lamp just now, a burst of Buddha's light suddenly came out to block most of the opponent's power.

This palm is afraid that it will really kill him.

"He didn't die? The defensive power is good!" The master of the ninth rank of Zhenwu walked towards everyone in the Ye family step by step, and the disciples of the city lord's mansion retreated one after another, making way for them!

Seeing this, An Chenyuan also laughed loudly: "Ye Chu, Ye Chu, I blame you, the Ye family, for provoking someone who shouldn't be provoked today. Just in time, let's die together. On the way to Huangquan, I also have a companion!"

"Die!" The master of the ninth rank of real martial arts rushed forward, and the huge momentum made Ye Chu's people change instantly.

Ye Chu was even more bitter. He didn't expect that there would be an extremely strong man of the ninth rank of true martial arts in the opponent's team. It seems that this time, the sky is going to kill my Ye family.

The punch was mixed with terrifying murderous intent, and it enveloped everyone in the Ye family.

Ye Fan's eyes flickered coldly, his brows flickered, a dilapidated ancient bronze lamp was in his hand, and his fingers were about to press down on the seemingly dying flames.

But at this moment, the strong man of the ninth rank of real martial arts suddenly felt a crisis enveloping his heart, he stopped his fist in horror, and retreated violently.

(End of this chapter)