Genius Daddy in the City

"What? Broken Sword!"

Hear the words of the old man in gray.

Even Xue Feng and Huang Hufa were surprised.

For Jian Xiu.

The sword is the destiny and the second life.

Therefore, in the world of sword repair, there is a saying that the sword is in the presence of people, and the sword is dead.

Ye Wushuang broke the sword at the moment.

Apparently, he wanted to stop the three of them in order to get time for Su Yuhan and his party to escape.

Ye Wushuang closed his eyes and was as proud as ever.

It was only that the momentum of his body was getting stronger and stronger, the sword air was sparse, and it swirled around like a drizzle.

Raised, a sword sent out from him.

Sword intention is mixed with perseverance, unyielding, but more decided.

"Boy, are you crazy? This way you will die too!" Bai Hongyu's scalp was numb, and he shouted in awe.

Ye Wushuang's strength is similar to him. If one-on-one, the five people present today may not be able to kill him, and he has time to run.

But what Bai Hongyu didn't expect was.

Ye Wushuang not only didn't run, in order to stay with them, he even held Ning Weiyu's broken and incomplete mentality.

The consequences of desperate swords might not kill them!

Can definitely hurt them!

"dead?"

Ye Wushuang looked tenacious and murmured to himself.

"I have followed Big Brother since I was young, and I have regarded it as everything I have. What Big Brother wants to protect is what I want to protect!"

"If the unparalleled sacrifice is valuable, even if it is dead?"

"My own spirit, there is no death from death!"

"Kendo lives with me!"

"not good!"

"Stop him!"

Huang Hufa's look of the ancient well has finally changed at this moment, because the dangerous breath of Ye Wushuang is getting stronger and stronger.

The former ants in his eyes started threatening him.

The words came out.

this moment.

Xue Feng, Huang Hufa, and Bai Hongyu's master and servant rushed towards him, as if trying to interrupt him.

next moment.

Ye Wushuang opened his eyes suddenly, a sword-shaped virtual shadow burst in his pupils.

"boom!"

Three silver rays pierced the sky.

The three thunder swords in front of him were fragmented into three sword lights, as if they wanted to chop the heavens and the earth across the void, and cut them to Xue Feng.

this moment.

The momentum emanating from him has climbed to the peak, and it is truly that the Supreme Kendo has been coordinated with the sword energy, and has reached a state of perfection and unity of sword and man.

this moment.

Xue Feng, Huang Hufa and a few other people flashed a horror on their faces, and a sense of death came from oppression.

Frightened by several people.

Is this really just an outside ant? !! !!

The whole world was suddenly dark.

As if the night is coming.

Xue Feng and others only felt that in the dark night, only three sharp swords broke through the black curtain and beheaded strongly towards themselves and others.

At this critical juncture.

Several people didn't have much time to say too much, and they roared loudly, their bodies were full of energy, a heart-breaking force burst out, and a ten-foot-long Xu Kuan suffocated in front of them.

The old man in the gray clothes kept Bai Hongyu behind him.

"boom!"

Ye Wushuang's three swords chopped over, chopped heavily on the qi, and then annihilated the air within a mile of a few people, and finally formed a mountain-like air wave.

"puff!"

this moment.

Xue Feng, Huang Hufa, and the gray-clad old man sprayed a mist of blood together, looking extremely pale, and Bai Hongyu flew straight out.

"Pity!"

Seeing several people not dead, Ye Wushuang smiled awkwardly, and his body shot out like a broken wire. His body was always white and spotless, and was wet with blood at this moment.

His body was cracking, like a paddy field cracked because of dryness, his eyebrows were bleeding, his eyes were dim.

"Hahaha!"

A wild laugh sounded.

After seeing Xue Feng take the next elixir, his complexion became much better, then he walked towards Ye Wushuang lying on the ground, full of pride: "I really want to admit that you are almost the best genius I have ever seen. You My sword almost broke my breath. "

"Good!"

Huang Hufa and the gray-clad old man nodded together, then shook his head and said, "Holidays, you will be able to surpass me, but unfortunately, you are too pedantic, stubborn, and end up with a broken sword."

"Oh!"

Ye Wushuang felt power flowing from himself.

In his mind, he could not help but emerge from the countless hours spent with Ye Chen during the cultivation world, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Master, Wushuang can finally fight for you!"

It's off.

His eyes closed slowly, his arms dropped heavily.

Life is gone!

The old man in gray came forward and looked around, sneered at Xue Feng and others and said, "This sword is broken, the soul is gone!"

"Pity!"

Bai Hongyu was full of regrets: "I didn't expect that there are still people who are so obsessed and crazy that they can't fight fair with them!"

"Shuzi just jerk, don't break him into pieces, it's hard to dispel my hatred!" Huang Hufa looked angry and punched Ye Yeshuang's body.

When did he get hurt like this?

Just when his fist was about to hit Ye Wushuang.

"Pooh!"

A thick sputum came from a distance.

Then he happened to spit on his face.

Huang Hufa froze.

Touch it subconsciously.

Then I put it in front of my nose and smelled it.

The whole person froze on the spot.

Not only him, but Bai Hongyu and others aside.

At this time, I saw a shabby, unkempt beggar walking slowly from a distance.

The beggar held a chicken leg in his hand and walked while walking, spitting saliva from time to time. The color of the black, yellow, and yellow saliva was as good as that of Huang Hufa's face.

Huang Hufa looked at him extremely gloomily: "Dead beggar, did you spit that spit?"

The law-enforcement of his arrogant martial arts spit was spit, and he was spit by a beggar.

"Yo? Spit on your face?"

The old beggar glanced at the saliva on his face and rubbed his hands, exposing a yellow tooth: "Well, sorry, I didn't mean it, this is how this person gets old, and his eyes don't look good."

Then he spit again.

the strange thing is.

He vomited down his feet, but the saliva flew somehow to Huang Hufa's face ten meters away.

For a time.

Huang Hufa had a thick sputum on her left and right face.

"Old thing, you look for death!"

Huang Hufa was so angry that he patted him with one palm.

The look was endless.

The old beggar suddenly appeared panic and ran away, but he could not run Huang Hufa. Under the entanglement of the two, Huang Hufa's moves could not touch him at all, but he wiped a cat face with his dirty hands.

Subconsciously, Bai Hongyu had to go to help, but was stopped by the gray-clad old man: "Young Bai, don't be impulsive, this old thing is weird!"

He knew the strength of Huang Hufa.

Half-step martial arts!

Three points better than him.

Now people are playing like monkeys.

This shows that the old beggar is very strong and very strong!

And they are not at all a level.

The old man in gray couldn't help but said, "This senior, please don't tease Brother Huang anymore."

The words came out.

The old beggar slaps his hands in yellow and protects the law, shakes his clothes, tries to make himself look like an expert: "Well, do you really think I am like an expert?"

The old man in gray was about to speak.

The old man nodded rather narcissistically, "You have a good vision, and I think I'm quite alike."

"Dare to ask the senior Gao's name, why play me and wait?" The old man in the gray suit drew a little from the corner of his mouth, holding back his horror.

He did not expect that in addition to the last three days, Hua Guo still had such a master.

Huang Hufa also reacted and thoroughly admit it.

The old beggar waved his hand in annoyance: "Whatever senior is not a senior, I am just a beggar. What, the kid on the ground is my grandson, and this time I brought him back."

Your grandson?

The old man in gray clothing and others looked at Ye Wushuang's body.

I sneered.

Can you grow such a handsome grandson with this honor?

Is there a point in your heart?

Seeing their disbelief, the old beggar was anxious: "He is really my grandson. He had quarreled with me before. This monkey cub ran away from home in a fit of anger."

"How do you lie to ghosts ..."

Huang Hufa sneered, and wanted to say something but was stopped by the gray-clad old man's eyes.

"Senior, since he is your grandson, then you can take him away, and we won't bother."

The old man in gray clasped his fists, gave Bai Hongyu and others a look and chased in the direction of Su Yuhan and others.

Wait until everyone is gone.

The old beggar glanced at Ye Wushuang on the ground, then walked over and reached out his greasy hand and touched him, a hint of doubt appeared on the cynical face.

"It's strange, this boy is clear of heart and soul, his soul is gone, but there is a continuous vitality growing in his body!"

"Strange, stupid!"

The old beggar touched it a few more times, his face suddenly changed.

"This kid has no heart!"