Beautiful CEO's Supreme Bodyguard

It is hard to stop the running of kendo. The river has been ringing for a long time, and the breath of awe has quietly passed away. People just woke up like a dream. Just now, the palpitation was as startling as Nanke's dream.

"Master Jiansong!"

Just when everyone was in a daze, the disciples of wuliangjian sect took the lead in responding. They looked at the challenge arena with worried faces. When they saw the tragedy of their master, they could not help but make a sound.

I only saw master Jiansong standing on the challenge arena at this time. His limitless sword suit was already full of holes, and the countless sword Qi left many scars on Jiansong. What's more frightening is that Jiansong looks like a beggar, but his turbid eyes are looking at Ye Pengfei.

"Your swordsmanship is unique. This time, the sword is loose and defeated!"

Jian song's words shocked the audience!

Jiansong is a master of Kendo who has been famous for decades. He was defeated by Ye Pengfei. This shock is really speechless, they look at Ye Pengfei's eyes also have a deep fear, because they can't imagine in such a young body what a powerful energy!

"The master gave in!"

Ye Pengfei arched his hand and responded calmly.

For the Kendo addicted Jiansong, ye Pengfei has such a trace of admiration!

"However, I have a doubt. I don't know if brother ye can solve it?"

When ye Pengfei heard the name of Jiansong, he had a little insight. Jiansong really saw him as a strong man at the same level. Sure enough, in the world of martial arts and Taoism, those who achieve it are the first!

"Master Jiansong, please tell me?"

"Alas, I've been defeated by brother Ye long ago. Now I don't want to talk nonsense and bear the name of master again!" Jiansong's words have a deep sense of melancholy.

Ye Pengfei looks at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. He is as steady as a mountain. Ye Pengfei also understood that they were hostile. If he hadn't understood the meaning of the river sword at the critical moment, he was afraid that it would be the old man Jiansong who was playing a high game now.

Two tigers fight must have a wound, I don't want to lose face, so I have to go all out!

Fortunately, Jiansong also understood this, and a sense of loss appeared, and soon recovered as usual. Man is serious and speaks to Ye Pengfei.

"This sword technique is The one who has been separated for many years will drink? "

Jian song's voice was full of doubts, and he was also in awe.

The heart of the other three congenital masters is even more shaking. Their level is similar to that of Jiansong, and they know more about it than the world.

The innate master is only half a step away from the first grade of the earth immortal. His cultivation is high enough to split mountains and rocks, and his life span is much longer than that of ordinary people. So I have a deep awe for those who are the best singers in the ages.

Half a step into his life, he had already transcended the boundaries of mortals. Then Li Taibai was a poetic immortal. His mighty sword of the river was made by him. How could Taibai be so overbearing? Maybe he Still alive.

Ye Pengfei stood in the same place, his heart was also full of shock.

"Shall we have wine?"

"Will Li Bai, the immortal poet, drink?"

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"I've been practising swordsmanship carefully for half a year, and I've just experienced it personally. I'm quite sure that this sword technique is just the way that the poet Taibai will drink!"

Jiansong's voice came to everyone's ears. In an instant, they all looked sideways. In their eyes, they were full of deep desire for the heroic River sword technique. Although Ye Pengfei's eyes are awed, there is still a strong desire in the corner of his eyes.

At this time, ye Pengfei has not yet opened his mouth. Under the deliberate guidance of Jiansong, people believe that ye Pengfei has such top secret swordsmanship.

Ye Pengfei looked at the sword pine, the previous trace of admiration in these three words is dissipated.

Jiansong, you are still the master of kendo, so you publicize his great treasure. In the future, ye Pengfei's situation should be so dangerous that it can be imagined that the ruthlessness of his heart is really contemptible.

Ye Pengfei is angry in his heart, but he smiles instead of angry.

He stood quietly in the same place, backhand back the sword back, full of bold and unconstrained said.

"You're right. This sword technique is that Li Taibai's general will drink!"

But if ye Pengfei dare to be killed, he will not mind.

Such wild Ye Pengfei is full of disdainful words. People clearly see that there is a sword spirit and a faint voice of contention on his side. Behind him, there are several sword spirits and a faint meaning of green lotus.

Jiansong's old eyes are a little cloudy. It seems that he sees a green lotus Baohua in Ye Pengfei's body. His bold and unconstrained body is perfectly integrated with the image of the ancients thousands of years ago.

"You Who is the descendant of Shixian"What do you have to do with the sun family in Kyoto?"

In the distance, the master of seven fists looks at Ye Pengfei, who is in the bone of kendo, and asks in a panic. There is a trace of fear in his words. Green nose and crazy knife did not speak, but their eyes are to express their mind clearly.

Ye Pengfei eyebrows pick, it seems that the three holy land is indeed true!

"Kyoto Sun family? I don't know! "

Ye Pengfei's heart suddenly, but his face is calm.

The master of seven fists took a deep look at Ye Pengfei, and suddenly said in a cold voice, "since you are not from the sun family, how can you drink. I think it's you who stole the unique skills of the sun family and came here to show off. If I don't take you down, I'll send you to the sun family for questioning! "

In a word, the master of seven fists is going to attack directly, but he didn't expect that there was one faster than him.

When this man appeared in the challenge arena, ye Pengfei was surprised. Because this person is not others, unexpectedly is that has been sneering at the crazy knife.

"Why, crazy Dao, do you want a share?"

Seven fists are discontented, looking at crazy Dao, and the words are quite cold.

"Hum, you have no backbone in Kongtong, and don't look down on our cangyun. This kind of thing is rare for me

"What do you mean?"

Crazy knife slowly his Hunyuan thunderbolt knife out, single hand knife calmly looking at Ye Pengfei, full of fanatical said.

"I don't care about Hongmen. I don't pay attention to sun Jiang's reward. But it's not the same when I'm going to drink. I'd like to learn the legendary Shixian sword technique and see if it's your sword fast or my sword strong! "

Seven fists heart know this crazy knife temper, naturally no longer entangled with him, but quietly stand on the side, but the divine sense has been locked in this ye Pengfei. He is worthy of being an old man. He never gives any chance to escape.