“Boy, I really underestimated you.”
“However, you don’t need to be proud.”
“I was just careless just now.”
“But that’s it!”
“Next, I will show you the true power of this sword god.”
The cold words, mixed with the wind and snow in the sky, caused the temperature here to drop a few points again.
Amidst Mochizuki’s anger, the Qi Chi Qingfeng, which had never been unsheathed in his hand, was finally there, slowly pulling it out.
Hum~
The moment the sword was unsheathed, only one hum was heard.
Qi Chi Qingfeng reflected the cold cold light, humming in the rustling wind.
Seeing this scene, Haruhi Yingyue’s pretty face suddenly stagnated.
“Teacher, do you finally use that trick?”
“It seems that Mr. Chu really made the teacher anxious.”
Haruhi Yingyue’s beautiful eyes were dark, and she whispered.
She also didn’t know whether this was an honor or misfortune for Ye Fan.
After all, if you can push your teacher to this point, there are probably not many people in China.
It can be said that Ye Fan is also proud of himself.
But unfortunately, the sword in Mochizuki River’s hand was once out of its sheath.
If you don’t drink blood to kill, you will never go back!
In other words, Ye Fan’s life will also end here.
“Miss Xu, to be honest, the man you have entrusted for life is indeed a rare hero.”
“I envy you a bit.”
“But a pity, he shouldn’t, absolutely shouldn’t, should not provoke my teacher.”
“After today, this Huaxia is afraid that he will lose a martial arts genius.”
“And you, Miss Xu, will also lose, your boy.”
Haruhi Yingyue said with a little regret, a bit of pity and sympathy unexpectedly appeared in the faint words.
Before coming to China, Liang Palace Yingyue’s attitude towards Ye Fan was contempt and disdain.
But now, after seeing Ye Fan’s ability, even Haruong Yingyue is undoubtedly a little moved.
She had to admit that for so many years, Ye Fan was the most dazzling one of her peers.
She somewhat admires the boy.
Had it not been for a different position, Haruhi Yingyue wouldn’t mind making friends like Ye Fan.
But unfortunately, according to the fate, they can only be enemies.
“Mr. Chu, after this sword, you will be crippled.”
Haruhi Yingyue looked at it with a smile, and the self-talking voice was like a nightingale’s soft cry, very pleasant.
At the same time, in front of him, as Mochizuki River’s long sword was unsheathed, he was covered in robe, unexpectedly without wind.
But if you feel it carefully, you will definitely find that there is an invisible force that madly gathers under the Mochizuki River sword.
Just like a slow-stretched bow, majestic strength is constantly accumulating.
The momentum of Mochizuki River’s whole body is also like a raging fire, rising rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the sky, in the wind and snow, he stood proudly with a sword.
The muddy old eyes, as if reflecting the sky and the earth, looked down at Ye Fan in front of him.
“Junior, you can push me to this point, except for Ye Qingtian back then, you are the first one.”
“Thirty years ago, I fought with Ye Qingtian on the top of the Yellow River.”
“At that time, my swordsmanship failed, so I regretted defeating Ye Qingtian’s move.”
“But now, thirty years have passed.”
“In the past 30 years, I have disappeared, hiding in the mountains and plains for 30 years, unable to practice behind closed doors.”
“The sky has eyes, and now my Azure Wood Sword Art has become a success!”
“Today, I will use your blood to tell the world!”
“I Wangyuehe, I’m back.”
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