Part 7 Chapter 405 Dead and Alive, Alive and Dead

> ..Ye Mengse said: "Oh?"

Ye Shi sneered: "Before, his aura was already natural, like a rainbow! At this moment, even a third-rank supreme person like me would have to pay some price to take him down! As for these ninth-rank saints, If you go up, you will be killed by him one by one! Absolutely no one will be spared..."

"So, at this time, send some people to let him kill! Let him kill enough! After killing, if we don't go in, he won't come out, and he will naturally rest. Once he rests, the vigor will be gone. "

Ye Guang said lightly: "At that time, only a few ninth-rank saints were needed to take him down!"

Ye Mengse was a little dumbfounded: "Is that what you think? You really don't cherish heroes for the sake of heroes..."

"What a hero!" Ye Guang said rudely: "Heroes die so fast!"

Ye Mengse was suddenly speechless in anger: "Just like this, you let these people die under his knife just to kill your energy... And you also know that if you make a move, even if you pay a price, it will be a small price You can take it down, but in order not to pay such a small price, you even allow a hundred people to die in the hands of others?"

Ye Shi said indifferently: "Young master Ye, here I give you a piece of advice. Your talent and aptitude are all top choices, but you are only the third son in your Ye family, not the eldest son. , it’s because you come first, and you’re young is one of the reasons. But, secondly, the most important thing is that you don’t have the bearing of a superior!”

Ye Mengshen laughed back angrily: "What kind of bearing of a superior?"

"The temperament of a superior is cruel and merciless. Those who should be used should be used, and those who should be discarded should be discarded!" Ye Se taught: "At critical moments, one hundred or one thousand people will be discarded, and one person will be preserved. This A person must have the value of being preserved! For example. In this situation, for example, me."

"I am the Supreme Third Grade. At first glance, a small injury is insignificant to me. However, if the enemy is powerful, at a critical moment, I can go. I can pass on news, I can run on both sides, and I can go back alive. I need to bring back the news. If I was injured protecting them, then I might be included with them. Catch them all! The family has been kept in the dark, and it has become an unjust case!"

"A small injury can cause that kind of result. It's completely different!" Ye Guang said lightly: "So I would rather pay the lives of more than a hundred people, and I would not use my cultivation to forcefully shake a mature The vigor of a sword master who possesses an invincible aura!"

"That's stupid!" Ye Shi looked at Ye Mengse and said, "Young Master Ye,

Your biggest shortcoming is that you value love and righteousness! "

Ye Mengse gritted her teeth. He wanted to scold him, but for some reason, he lowered his head and began to think.

Is it a mistake to value love and righteousness?

Dong Wushang had already finished killing people, and stood in the middle of the courtyard with his knife in his hand, looking at him coldly.

Heavy breathing. It has slowly returned to calm.

During this period, many people were eager to try, their eyes were red, and they wanted to kill this big enemy; they were all stopped by the night.

"At this time, let him rest. After resting, his breathing has stabilized. On the surface, he has recovered from fatigue. However, he has lost all vigor!"

"For a master of this level to fight, his momentum is important!"

After a while, Dong Wushang's breathing finally stabilized; but everyone could clearly feel that the invincible determination in him had somewhat disappeared at this moment.

After holding his hands, Ye He carefully looked at Dong Wushang, and said indifferently: "All ninth-rank saints, let's attack together and kill Dong Wushang! This old man will fight for you, and capture and kill Chu Yang and Meng Geyin with his own hands!"

Everyone shouted and rushed forward.

At this moment, something happened suddenly, a figure covered in blood quietly stood up, stuck behind everyone, and suddenly slammed down the killer!

After a few screams, everyone turned around in astonishment.

There was only a person in front of him, his face was covered with blood, and a bright dagger in his hand had already been pulled out from the vest of another ninth-rank saint, and it was missed by another ninth-rank who had just turned around in astonishment. Holy heart.

Seeing everyone turning their heads to look, the man opened his mouth and laughed loudly: "Aww~~ Aunt Dog! You are so stupid, it's so cool to be killed by me hahahaha..."

Everyone was so angry that they almost lost their breath for a while.

Unreasonable!

This bastard is not dead! It turned out to be playing dead!

It was just a person pretending to be dead, and five ninth-rank saint-level masters were actually destroyed in his hands. Ordinarily, saint-level masters basically have a certain self-healing ability, especially when encountering damage from enemies lower than their own rank, there is basically no chance of being killed by one blow.

But for some reason, all the masters who were attacked by this kid died unexpectedly without exception.

Everyone was so aggrieved that they had no time to notice that the current Rui Butong was no longer at the fifth rank of the holy rank before, but had become the seventh rank of the holy rank!

Rui Butong laughed wildly: "A group of idiots hahaha... They just let me go like this, and they thought I was dead when they saw Lao Tzu collapsed... They are so careless towards the enemy, and they can be regarded as the Nine Great Clans... ...Wow haha, I really laughed to death."

Everyone was confused for a while, is it really so?

Those who participated in the siege of Rui Butong were basically dead, and there was no one to confront him at this moment.

"Trash!" Ye Sei also cursed angrily. In a blink of an eye, he came to a dead ninth-rank saint, and with a wave of his hand, the chest of the saint was immediately opened.

Seeing the injuries inside, Ye Guang couldn't help but gasped.

I saw that the heart of this ninth-rank saint had turned into a ball of coke!

It was as if it had been burned by a fire.

Ye Shi stood up, his pupils shrank deeply, and looked at Rui Butong: "What kind of kung fu did you practice?" Ye Shi also knew several kinds of flame techniques, but this kind of low-level masters sneak attacking high-level ones and then burned them to death. I can't see it, it's really the first time I've seen it in my life.

Rui Butong seemed to be about to slip away, and said with a smile, "What? I'm good, right? Do you look a little jealous? Do you want to learn? Hmm? Do you want to learn?"

He laughed wildly: "If you want to learn, kneel down and kowtow! If you accept me as your teacher, I will naturally teach you kung fu that is powerful enough to rule the world! It will benefit you for life! Come on, apprentice, the teacher is here Waiting."

He straightened his waist and protruded his belly, like this, he seemed to be the teacher of the night, and he even took out a piece of amethyst and shook it in his hand: "I even prepared the meeting ceremony for the teacher...

The murderous intent in Ye Shi's eyes was great, and he jumped up suddenly, with unparalleled speed. All of a sudden, he arrived in front of Rui Butong, and slapped him hard on the chest.

Rui Butong let out a loud cry, desperately stabbing the dagger forward.

With a snap, the dagger snapped.

Rui Butong's body broke and flew out like a kite. There was blood in the air, and even the internal organs were spit out in pieces, flew tens of feet, landed on the ground, and rolled twice. It doesn't move.

Almost all the quilts were smashed to pieces!

"If you live again this time, I will call you father!" Ye Se snorted coldly, retracted his palms into his sleeves, and shouted coldly: "Go! Kill Dong Wushang!"

Everyone felt a little funny: You are a third-rank Supreme. With all his strength, he has already smashed people to pieces; how can he survive?

Everyone roared and rushed in.

opposite. Dong Wushang stood up abruptly, did not give way, and rushed head-on.

Only Ye Mengse was a little surprised, looked at the place where Rui Butong died, and thought: He also had a dagger like this in his hand just now, where is it now?

Turning around to look, I saw another dagger that was broken in two in another blood-stained place!

"So he has two such magic weapons." Ye Mengse murmured.

Over there, it was already like thunder from the sky against fire from the ground.

The night is a good guess. Dong Wushang rushed out vigorously. After resting, although his physical strength recovered, his vigor was gone; at this moment, although he was still mighty, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and he couldn't handle it.

after all. No matter who these people are, they are all ninth-rank saints who are two ranks higher than him.

When he came up, he knocked over two of them, and then fell into a hard fight.

A long howl!

A sword intent suddenly filled the air!

Just like the king descends, the world prostrates.

A clear sword chant came out of nowhere. Majestic and majestic, shocking the sky!

All swordsmen. At the same moment, the long sword in his hand uncontrollably raised the tip of the sword, and let out a loud sword cry! Seems to be humble grassroots. Suddenly saw his own king, and gave him a great gift!

Dong Wushang's long saber was not affected, he seized this fleeting opportunity, unfurled the saber suddenly, and chopped violently! Things happened so suddenly, how could all the masters have imagined that there is not only a sage in the sword hidden here, but there is also a sage in the sword?

This moment was caught off guard.

Dong Wushang knocked down three ninth-rank holy ranks in one go!

A flash of sword light flew out of the room resplendently, like a shocking rainbow, it reached the crowd in the melee in a flash, and with a few clicks, several holy masters were chopped off in the middle with their swords.

The sword disc circled for a circle and finally landed. Everyone took a step back and looked intently.

I saw a young man holding a long sword, wearing black clothes like ink, smiling, standing in front of everyone in a gentle manner. The tip of the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood...

"Chu Yang?!" Everyone was shocked!

For a moment, I could hardly believe my eyes!

Chu Yang...isn't he a first-rank monarch? When did he actually become the sage in the sword?

Chu Yang said with a faint smile, "It's my servant. You are so polite. It's rare to come to be a guest at such an early morning. It's really kind and generous."

Come to visit?

Seeing the blood stains all over the ground and the remains of corpses everywhere, everyone was speechless for a while.

"Chu Yang, so you are the sage king of the sword! Good, good! So many people have been deceived by you, and you have hidden your strength for so long, why?" Ye Shi couldn't help being a little furious.

Why did Chu Yang suddenly become the sage in the sword? This is so fucking weird!

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Um, asking for a monthly pass. To be continued..