Chapter 44 The Sword Is Extraordinary!

In Wufengya Grand Square, there are more and more people watching the excitement, they are watching Ye Cheng and others in the field.

As soon as Ye Cheng's body moved, an afterimage stood in front of him in an instant, looking very abrupt, no one thought of it.

rub!

Immediately, Ye Cheng's footsteps stopped abruptly, staring at the figure in front of him, his pupils shrank sharply.

At the same time, the eyes of the onlookers were also attracted by this figure. When they saw the face of the person clearly, their expressions were deeply shocked.

This figure is exactly the young man holding the sword. He is tall and wears a light blue long suit. His face is cut like a knife, his sword eyebrows are lightly raised, and his flowing black hair is like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the majesty, looking elegant Dust.

"One Sword Feixue: The sword is extraordinary!"

A few plain words, spit out from someone unknown, swept the audience with a storm-like speed, attracting everyone's attention.

Jian Bufan, a super genius who condenses twelve cyclones!

The first genius of Broken Sword Peak!

The only genius disciple on Broken Sword Peak who has stepped into the True Yuan Realm!

Every resounding name defines how dazzling this elegant man is, he is the object of worship of everyone in Broken Sword Peak!

Gathering twelve cyclones pushed him to the height of the top ten disciples of the ancient spirit sect, even if there were only a handful of them in the entire ancient spirit sect!

Everyone knows that when a cultivator reaches the cyclone state, he must use his true energy to create a cyclone in the dantian to absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth.

The cyclone is a symbol of a cultivator's talent. If there are many cyclones, the faster he absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, the stronger the power he gets, and the more terrifying his combat power will be!

Ordinary people can only condense less than four cyclones. Only some geniuses can condense six or seven cyclones, and eight or nine are already powerful geniuses.

Even the Ancient Spirit Sect doesn't have many powerful geniuses, and there are only a handful of super geniuses with more than nine.

One can imagine, what do the twelve cyclones represent?

"The sword is extraordinary!"

Ye Cheng stared at the figure in front of him, uttered three words heavily, and immediately, a pair of eyes stared solemnly at the sword in Jian Bufan's hand.

Not only him, but many disciples' eyes also fell on the ancient sword in his arms.

This sword has a name called Feixue, when the sword comes out, it is like flying snow, and when the snow falls, people die!

This is the description of Feixue's ancient sword, and it is also a description of the extraordinary sword.

Seeing Jian Bufan make a move, everyone's eyes were fixed tightly. Their eyes were full of anticipation. They looked forward to seeing how the ancient Feixue sword in their arms was stained with blood?

Ye Wushuang also stared at Jian Bufan, his eyebrows sank, Jian Bufan brought him unprecedented pressure, this kind of pressure was different from the death pressure that An Shijie brought him, but a kind of pressure from the same generation .

"Jian Bufan, why did you stop me?" Ye Cheng asked coldly, his body didn't move, and he didn't even have the right to move in front of Jian Bufan.

"I can't get used to it!" Jian Bufan smiled faintly, spit out the three words lightly, and a strand of hair on the sideburns flew up on his cheeks.

"I can't bear it!"

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they shot if they couldn't understand it. There was no reason, so strong!

"But he is from the Ye family, this is the matter of the Ye family." Ye Cheng frowned and said, he could only move the Ye family out.

"People from the Ye family!" Ye Wushuang laughed while listening to Ye Cheng's words, a little desolate, "These years, why have you ever regarded me as the Ye family, it's ridiculous!"

These years, the Ye family has been ostracizing him and not recognizing him. If his father Ye Xuan hadn't helped him silently behind his back, he would have been kicked out of the Ye family and reduced to a corpse.

"Ye Wushuang, you are presumptuous!" Ye Cheng's expression darkened, and he said, "The Ye family has raised you for so many years, do you have the right to say such things?"

"Ye Wushuang, you are a bastard who eats inside and outside, and kills your own people. You will die." On the other hand, Ye Feng also pointed resentfully.

"It's really shameless to have one's arm chopped off, even though you want other people's lives, and still hate others!" Hearing Ye Feng's shout, someone in the crowd immediately mocked.

Hearing this, some disciples also nodded, acquiescing to that disciple's words.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ye Cheng's heart turned cold, and he ordered Ye Wushuang: "Let him go, let's forget about today's matter."

"If he takes out what I want, I don't need you to remind me, I will let him go." Ye Wushuang pointed at Ye Wei with his ancient sword, and said coldly, "It depends on whether you give it or not?"

"If you dare, you'll kill me." Ye Wei also roared forcefully.

"You think I don't dare?" Ye Wushuang sneered, "I'll count the numbers. If you don't pay them, I'll destroy your dantian."

"You dare!!" Ye Wei's face changed when he saw Ye Wushuang mentioning the ancient sword, not as if he was joking. Make sure Ye Feng will not kill him.

"Asshole!"

Seeing that Ye Wushuang didn't give face at all, and Ye Cheng showed his murderous intentions, he wanted to take a step forward.

"Clang!"

However, the corner of Jian Bufan's mouth twitched in front of him, and the ancient Feixue sword in his arms groaned, as if wishing that the sword would be stained with blood!

A cold sword intent rippling out, made Ye Cheng withdraw his thoughts instantly.

"one!"

At this moment, a number spit out from Ye Wushuang's mouth.

However, Ye Wei did not move.

call out!

Immediately, Ye Wushuang smiled brightly, and the ancient sword in his hand stabbed down suddenly, and the cold killing intent filled Ye Wei's heart like a nightmare.

"Don't!" Suddenly, Ye Weina's last bit of toughness melted into bubbles. He was finally afraid, and shouted in horror: "I'll give it, don't destroy my dantian!"

"I give, I give..."

At the end of the roar, Ye Wei's voice was full of crying and begging, his crotch was already wet, and the smell made the crowd cover their noses.

In the end, the ancient sword in Ye Wu's hands also stopped.

Seeing Ye Wei panicked, he took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Ye Wushuang in a panic.

"Why bother!" Ye Wushuang shook his head and took it, saying: "It's just to scare you, I didn't expect you to be so courageous, so unintimidated, it seems that I flatter you too much."

I just scare you?

Hearing this, black lines appeared on the faces of the crowd on one side, and they were completely speechless towards Ye Wushuang. This guy, when he gets tough, he looks like a murderous god, and when he gets humorous, he is so funny!

Just scare?

Is that true?

Everyone directly denied it in their hearts. In front of Ye Cheng, they dared to chop his younger brother Ye Feng's arm with a sword. What could not be done with such a cruel method?

This madman?

For a moment, the crowd couldn't help but hear the rumors about Ye Wushuang not long ago, lunatic, ruthless, these two words are the most common.

"Ye Wushuang, you are fine!"

Seeing that Ye Wei had compromised, Ye Cheng's face was also ugly, he said coldly, and took Ye Feng away quickly.

Not to mention staying here, with Jian Bufan blocking him, he couldn't move, and Ye Feng had a broken arm, so he needs to heal as soon as possible, if he stays here again, it will be of no use, only a joke.

And Ye Wei, without Ye Wushuang's suppression, hurriedly got up, gave Ye Wushuang a look of resentment, and fled in desperation. Staying here is undoubtedly just a joke.