Danwu Xiehuang

Chapter 39

Ye Chen was very calm, even showing a bit of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

For this kind of person who has been blinded by hatred and jealousy, the victory is simply invincible. It's not that Ye Chen is too confident, it's just that the opponent is too cheap.

Ye Chen staggered, and the palm of his hand formed a knife. When he passed Lin Ao quickly, he slashed on his back. The edge of the palm blade was glowing red, which was the obvious sign of the quenching state. sign.

With Ye Chen's blow, the Yuanli attached to Ye Chen's palm penetrated into Lin Ao's back, and then invaded his body, hindering the movement of his Yuanli.

Lin Ao's face was full of disbelief. He was an ant-like figure before, but now he is so powerful?I do not believe!
His eyes were full of madness that had completely lost his reason, and the long sword Shuangheng Nine Swords in his hand had lost its measure, and he was attacking frantically without sparing any strength.

Taking nine steps to the sky, Ye Chen, who has already quenched his body to the second stage, looks like he is strolling in the garden under this kind of attack, with ease.

Lin Ao, on the other hand, was like a lunatic, chasing after him indiscriminately, only relying on his excellent martial arts to fight, but he still couldn't help Ye Chen.

The smile that never disappeared from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth was like a fuse to provoke Lin Ao, making Lin Ao's reason not exist at all.

"Put away your self-righteous smile, who do you think you are, you are just a piece of trash relying on your own identity and relying on pills to accumulate your cultivation!"

Lin Ao yelled, after fighting for so long, he hadn't made any achievements at all, he was even beaten several times, which made him go berserk.

"Draw out your weapon, I tell you, if you don't draw out your weapon again, you will have no chance to do so!" Lin Ao's eyes were already red, and the energy in his body began to run wild.

The blue light on his body seeped a bit of blood, Lin Ao slashed the long sword on the ground, and a deep gully appeared, the power was astonishing.

"Do you think you can really make me lose my mind? I'm just acting for you. I've already forced out your energy. Now is the time for me to really attack!"

A contemptuous smile appeared on Lin Ao's face, as if he was sure of winning, and felt that his IQ completely crushed Ye Chen, and he gained a sense of superiority.

Lin Ao, who had already recovered to his peak state, looked solemn. He would not look down on Ye Chen in front of him. After all, he was a key person who ruined their mission.

The Lin family's Frost Horizontal Nine Swords is a remnant copy obtained by the ancestors of the Lin family from a relic a long time ago. Among the Lin family, only Lin Ao can be more familiar with it.

Therefore, Lin Ao has always been expected to be high. He is several levels higher than Lin Lei who only knows how to bully men and women. He is even said to be a figure who can lead the Lin family to the previous status of the Ye family.

However, everything has ceased to exist, the Lin family has ended, and there is no possibility of rising again.

With a bit of ruthlessness, coupled with the situation he was already in, Lin Ao seemed to be able to perceive the artistic conception of this martial skill even more.

With the long sword in front of his chest, Lin Ao's will has probably never been so concentrated, it should be the pinnacle of his life.

"I didn't expect that I would have to be so depressed and in such a desolate state of mind to appreciate the artistic conception of the creator of this martial art. This kind of opportunity is really unexpected."

His eyes were bright, and his artistic conception was far-reaching. Before the sword was drawn, Lin Ao's body had already gathered a sword force, as if a storm was about to come, and the frost was heavy on the city.

out the sword.

The sword light flashed, and the sword rushed towards Ye Chen with people. This sword, with a heavy sword force, locked Ye Chen, leaving Ye Chen nowhere to hide.

Lin Ao had no other expressions, and his whole body was indifferent, indifferent to life and to everything, this indifference gathered in the frosty nine swords, it turned out to be like a chemical effect.

"This sword looks like it. Since you want to see me take out the sword, then I will satisfy you." Ye Chen sniffed, and with a movement of his hand, the sword was drawn out.

Now that there is no time, and Ye Chen has no other martial arts skills, he simply uses the simplest basic moves.

The world's martial arts can only be broken quickly, this is a sentence Ye Chen heard when he was on the earth, and Ye Chen also agrees with this sentence.

So his way of coping is very simple, that is to cut the mess quickly.

Swinging out one knife after another, he kept blocking the sword. Ten swords out stopped the progress of the sword, and then continued to swing the sword without stopping.

The speed of swinging the knife is getting faster and faster, the strength is the same, and the energy on it is the same. The dull and boring knife is like a precise machine.

But it was such a boring knife attack that made Lin Ao a little flustered, and made his wonderful skills useless in the slightest.

Lin Ao had just been arrogant for a while, and then immediately fell into a decadent and frustrated emotion. This feeling and gap really makes people collapse.

Regardless of Lin Ao's thoughts, Ye Chen waved his knife calmly, making this boring process seem to have no fun at all.

This made Lin Ao, who was suppressed in his moves, very aggrieved. He obviously didn't have the slightest skill, but he suppressed himself to such an extent.

And the skills that I have always been proud of, seem to be of no use at this time. This kind of mental collapse made Lin Ao lose his strength.

Ye Chen also saw that he was about to win, and the speed was much faster than he expected. This level of emotional suppression was very effective, and Lin Ao gave up struggling.

After slashing with the knife, Lin Ao took a step back after receiving the move, but he didn't realize that he had broken free from the knife and lost the will to struggle.

In the next second, Ye Chen ascended to the sky and stepped in front of Lin Ao step by step, with his five fingers spread out, like the wings of an eagle spreading its wings, very handsome.

This palm became bigger and bigger in Lin Ao's field of vision, gradually occupying all the space, bringing endless darkness, this hand grabbed Lin Ao's face.

"You must have a face as big as a palm." Ye Chen smiled slightly, which made Lin Ao feel humiliated, it was an insult to himself.

So what, this is an insult, everyone can see it, and then, what can it do, it can't just be tolerated.

After all, you are already a person who has lost the heart to struggle. This is the last thought in Lin Ao's mind.

Because after Ye Chen grabbed his head, he directly hit his head against a mahogany tree.

The solid tree broke, and Lin Ao also drooped his proud head...

After all, when a person hits a tree, it still hurts.

(End of this chapter)