Chapter 502 Factional Battle, the Master Kills the Disciple!
In the stands, the nine elders and Ouyang Hui saw this scene, but a big stone in their hearts suddenly fell back.
Steady and steady.
The edge of this sword, even we are faintly frightened when we look at it, and the eyelids even feel the pain of being split.
How could the little fat man and the little girl stop.
Maybe the two of them even had to die tragically on the spot.
In this way, the face of losing the game just now is all earned back!
And it's still a slap in the face!
To have such a talented swordsman in Dongtingmen is definitely a blessing from worshipping Dongting Lake for a long time!
Ouyang Hui's face was full of spring breeze, and he almost laughed out of satisfaction.
but!
The next moment his eyes were grotesquely staring out like goldfish.
Because there was a huge mask in front of Song Junbao.
Directly protect the two of them!
The dazzling Huang Ye swordsmanship suddenly fell on the mask like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.
However, like falling into a quagmire, it suddenly lost its destructive power.
In the imagination, the situation where the sword glow fell and the blood splattered did not happen.
On the contrary, it was a scene that everyone in Dongtingmen could not accept.
That damn little fat man and the mean-mouthed little girl actually blocked it!
"Can you actually stop it?"
Ouyang Xuan obviously did not expect all this.
These two are the true disciples of the Ascension Sect, and they are evil talents carefully cultivated by Ye Yang.
How could they not have powerful spiritual weapons that could save their lives?
Not to mention the rest, when did Ye Yang return from the ruins without a reward?
Tossing out an ancient life-saving spiritual tool at random is enough for Song Junbao and the two to offset most of the damage from the sword.
And his body no longer allows himself to use the second sword that contains the master's sword intent.
If you insist on swinging the sword, you will definitely end up with the consequence that your meridians will be cut off and you will never be able to practice kendo again.
This is tantamount to death for a person who advocates kendo.
Ouyang Xuan took a deep breath and retracted his sword.
"I think……"
Before he could finish the second half of his sentence, a roar suddenly erupted from the stands, like a thunderbolt on the ground.
"Shut up!"
"You were born from Dongtingmen, and died as a ghost of Dongtingmen!"
"It is a disciple's honor to fight to the death for the martial arts competition!"
Ouyang Hui pointed at Ouyang Xuan and cursed.
All hair and beard!
Almost out of anger.
Ouyang Xuan's face was stunned.
This was the first time he had seen the elder brother-like sect master so angry.
And to myself.
"I can't cut the second sword." Ouyang Xuan said coldly.
"Since the second sword can't be cut, the old man will cut you!"
Ouyang Hui laughed in anger, but he jumped off the Yanwu stage with his sword and slashed towards Ouyang Xuan.
The disciples of Dongtingmen were shocked.
Is the gatekeeper crazy?
Why do you want to attack Senior Brother Ouyang?
However, the nine elders all showed a quick look.
Only they know why.
Ouyang Xuan is the son of the previous door owner, but Ouyang Hui is only the distant nephew of the previous door owner.
Whether it is blood or martial arts, Ouyang Xuan is far more than Ouyang Hui.
Therefore, within the sect, Ouyang Xuan's reputation has far surpassed that of the Ten Presbyterians and the sect master.
Ouyang Hui was about to take advantage of Bidou and remove this person directly!
What about kendo geniuses?
If you stand in my way, I will kill you!
Ouyang Xuan was completely powerless, and at this moment he could only barely lift his long sword.
But it was impossible to resist.
"Go away, old dog!"
The next moment, Ye Yang appeared in front of Ouyang Hui like a ghost.