Go Alone

"Master!" Tang Meng'er grabbed Ye Yu's hand nervously, and his ten moves to cut Qi Tianya's record was too scary. At this time, Zhao Taizong brought such a mighty power to invite Ye Yu to fight, how could people not feel pressure?

Ye Yu patted the soft and slippery back of Tang Meng'er's hand and said to Dong Hao, "Behead Zhao Chong's head and throw it into the street!"

Dong Hao was taken aback and asked seriously: "Don't you need to think about it?"

"What needs to be considered?" Ye Yu asked Dong Hao, "please give up?"

"Yes! I'll do it right away!" Dong Hao said quickly.

Zhao Taizong is still inviting to fight, his voice is like thunder. Many people are waiting for Ye Yu's response. Everyone knows that Ye Yu will definitely hear Zhao Taizong's invitation to fight.

But after waiting for a long time, Ye Yu didn't show up.

"It seems that Ye Yu is terrified after all, he..."

Someone sighed and just wanted to say something. But when he saw Changhong Jianzong, a head was suddenly thrown out.

When someone saw the head clearly, they sucked in cold air.

"The prince of the sword country... Zhao Chong's head!"

Needless to say at this time, Ye Yu is more intense than imagined. Respond directly with Zhao Chong's head.

"Our Sect Master said it, it's too tiring to shout. Since the other party invited Qi Tianya as a head to fight, then he also borrowed a flower offering Buddha to send a head as a promise!"

In the Changhong Sword Sect, Huang Tong walked out and calmly said a word to the street. This sentence is not very loud, but everyone knows that this sentence will definitely reach Zhao Taizong's ears.

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Ye Yu's fierce move calmed the kingdom down, and everyone was waiting for the battle three days later. Many people thought that Ye Yu would prepare for the battle, but in the end they could still see Ye Yu wandering around the imperial city with Tang Meng'er, as if the engagement had not happened.

Three days passed in an instant, and countless practitioners had gathered outside the tomb. From the early morning until the sunset, I never saw Ye Yu's shadow.

Just when everyone wondered if Ye Yu had escaped, they saw that he was arriving late with his maid Tang Meng'er.

Tang Meng'er is very beautiful, and the hemlines of her skirt are wavy when she walks around, and she outlines the curves of her beautiful long legs, which makes people tempted.

Many people can't help being jealous. This is really a beautiful woman, but she has become his maid.

"I thought you would not come!" Zhao Taizong saw Ye Yu, his eyes a little cold.

Ye Yu smiled shyly: "After taking a nap, I woke up and didn't want to get up. It was so late before I knew it!"

"Do I believe this excuse?" Zhao Taizong asked Ye Yu back.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not!" Ye Yu looked at Zhao Taizong, his eyes swept over the chilling holy sword in his hand, "Congratulations!"

Zhao Taizong said, "Should you not be afraid?"

"If you are afraid, I won't be here!"

Emperor Taizong Zhao stared at Ye Yu: "Actually, I admire you very much. Give you another chance and be willing to surrender to the Sword Nation, so how about the end of this battle between you and me?"

"But I just want to fight." Ye Yu said while looking at Zhao Taizong.

Zhao Taizong didn't say anything. The long sword in his hand pointed to Ye Yu. The cold light was shining, and the spirits blended with him, and the sword light was extremely sharp. At exactly this moment, a strand of hair fell off his head, and it broke into several pieces before he even touched the Chilling Sacred Sword.

Ye Yu told Tang Meng'er to step back, holding the black sword in his hand. Although the sword does not come out of its sheath, it can still be used as a swordsman.

"How many moves can you stop me?" Zhao Taizong has absolute self-confidence, with the chilling holy sword in hand, the world is invincible.

Among the king's tombs, there are many strange stones and strange flowers and plants among them. This is a beautiful venue.

But at this moment, fierce fighting broke out. In an instant, the strange stone was directly penetrated by the sword energy, and the gravel swept across.

Ye Yu and Zhao Taizong's chilling swords confronted each other with a head-on blow, and then each retreated.

"What kind of sword are you?" Zhao Taizong was extremely surprised, his chilling holy sword hadn't cut off the sword in Ye Yu's hand.

At this time, he can fully grasp the chilling holy sword, with its sharp edge, there is not much that can be blocked in this world.

But Ye Yu's unsurprising black sword was blocked. The last time he blocked him, he felt that he didn't have enough control over the chilling holy sword. This time blocking it again was a bit surprising.

Zhao Taizong waited for Ye Yu to be startled, but saw that he did not answer. He frowned slightly and said: "It's just that the sword in your hand can be fearless, but not you can be fearless! If I were you, I would be out of the sheath at this time!"

A sword, if not out of its sheath. It can only be used as an ordinary sword. How can this stop him?

"But I guess you can't let this sword out of its sheath." Zhao Taizong said, "Although I don't know this sword, it can block the sharp edge of the chilling holy sword. It is also extraordinary if you want to. An extraordinary sword, not Everyone can master it!"

"You're right!" Ye Yu replied to Taizong Zhao, "However, I only need an ordinary sword. It is enough to hold my sword intent, and I don't need too much power with the sword."

Zhao Taizong sneered. With the sharpness of the chilling sword, he was invincible in the world. The power of the holy sword was beyond his imagination.

"Then try this sword of mine!"

Zhao Taizong brandished a long sword, exuding an astonishing cold light, and stabled towards Ye Yu in the volley. The void was directly cut out with dark traces, and the void was cut open like tofu.

"The Sacred Sword of Chilling is worthy of being the Sacred Sword of the previous dynasty to dominate the world. It is truly unstoppable!"

"Yeah! It's too strong, with such a magic weapon, you can't fight at all!"

Many people were amazed, staring at the sword light dancing out of Zhao Taizong.

The sword light swept Ye Yu, and the sword in Ye Yu's hand flew away. What he displayed was the Changhong Sword Art. A Changhong appeared out of thin air, brilliantly beautiful, fighting with Zhao Taizong.

The two clashes constantly, emitting a earth-shattering light, and the surrounding strange rocks shattered into dust one by one, a terrifying sword aura burst out, piercing through the four directions, and countless practitioners retreated madly.

Pan Hongwei stood in the distance, watching the field. Seeing Ye Yu's move, he felt that Ye Yu was much stronger than when he killed Li Wanghu. But he is not enough to fight against Zhao Taizong, not only is he the best in the world, but the most important thing is that the holy sword in his hand, the strength of the extreme realm holds him, and the edge is unstoppable.

Ye Yu and Zhao Taizong were constantly fighting each other, and the eruption of sword aura was too terrifying, destroying the four directions. When the two sword auras collided, it was like a comet hitting the earth, and the force of destruction swept across the ten directions.

Ye Yu stood in mid-air, with sword glow gushing all over his body, like a divine fire beating, the blazing sword aura engulfed him, and the whole person was like a sword.

His eyes were burning and his expression was solemn. The Sacred Sword of Cicada was much stronger than last time, and the sharpness almost cut him several times.

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