Chapter 1571

The two figures flying out are Yang Ye and the blood man, and the blood arm falling on the ground is the blood puppet's!

Before that sword, not only the Yang leaf did not block, even the blood puppet did not block, not only did not block, but also lost one arm!

After a sword hit the flying poplar leaf and the blood puppet, the wooden sword did not mean to stop. On the top of the sword, the light of the sword flickered, and it was time for the sword to come out again. At this time, Xiaobai, who was beside him, was very excited. Then he came to the back of the wooden sword with a flash of body, and then two small claws were holding the handle of the wooden sword.

After being held by Xiaobai, the wooden sword gradually calmed down, but the sword light still flickered on the tip of the sword. Obviously, his anger did not disappear.

In the distance, Yang Ye is a little confused, very muddled.

Because he had no idea that the wooden sword should be so terrible!

Is this really just a sword?

You know, the blood puppet's strength is far more than some of the most powerful, however, even if it is, it still does not block the sword!

Just now, if he was to block it himself, it might not be as simple as losing one arm!

Purple son appeared at the side of the poplar leaf, and then whispered: "are you ok?"

Yang Ye shook his head, then looked up to the distance. In the distance, the wooden sword calmed down, and the light on its tip had dissipated.

"This sword is a little strange!" Purple son light voice way.

Yang Ye nodded. The sword is not only weird, but also terrible! In front of it, I'm afraid it's not enough to see the strong in general! A sword is stronger than the most powerful one It sounds a bit incredible!

Now, the question is.

This sword is so powerful Still so temperamental How can it be used by him?

By Hongmeng tower?

Hongmeng tower should be able to suppress it, but after going out? Without the suppression of Hongmeng tower, if the sword suddenly kills its owner, he may not be able to stop it.

And let the sword be used by him?

Yang Ye shook his head and denied the idea in his head. The sword was so angry that he was willing to use it. It was unnecessary to think about it, at least for the time being.

"What now?" Purple son light voice way.

What to do?

Yang Ye looks into the distance. At this time, the wooden sword has completely calmed down. Looking at the wooden sword, Yang Ye's eyes gradually became dignified. Needless to say, the origin of this sword is absolutely different. The elder of the martial arts family said that if you want this sword, you have to shoulder some responsibilities

Originally, he didn't care about that responsibility, but now, he knows that responsibility is a very difficult matter.

Silence for a long time, Yang Ye shook his head, not to think about these things did not happen. He took a look at the wooden sword that began to fly with Xiaobai everywhere. A pity flashed in his eyes. If this sword can be used by him, needless to say, it is absolutely the same as cutting vegetables!

It's a pity that this sword doesn't hold him in its mouth!

In fact, he was sure to suppress the sword, no matter it was hongmengta or Jianyu. However, he didn't want to use strong sword, because when facing the enemy, the sword was his most trusted comrades in arms. If the sword suddenly fell back and struck at that time, he would really be finished.

Yang Ye looked at the wooden sword for a long time, then said: "next time I come to see you, next time, you don't dare to do this to me!"

With that, he turned around, trembled, and disappeared in place.

In reality, the room, Yang Ye slowly opened his eyes, he glanced at the field, the next moment, he directly disappeared in place.

Outside the door.

"Did you succeed?"

As soon as Yang Ye appeared outside the door, a voice sounded in his ear. He turned his head and saw that not far from his right, there appeared an old man, who was the great elder of the Wu family!

Yang Ye nodded, "it's a success."

Smell speech, that big elder looked deeply at the poplar leaf, the eye deep, the color of shock flashed.

Less than half a month!

Sprint reincarnation, less than half a month time, if not for his own eyes, he would never believe. Because the old ancestor of the Wu family, also known as Wuzu Wumu, took a month to sprint to reincarnation!

And the young master of Yang's family has only spent less than half a month!

Half a month!

The elder was silent for a long time, his eyebrows and eyes were low. In his eyes, a wisp of killing intention flashed by. Although the Wu family is not hostile to the Yang family, he does not want the Yang family to have such a unique evil. This is not only bad for other aristocratic families, but also bad for the Wu family.

Because once the Wu family and the Yang family are enemies, and the Yang family has this talent, it will definitely be a disaster for the Wu family in the future.

But soon, he put away the killing intention in his heart, and then looked at Yang Ye and said with a smile: "Congratulations!"

Without thinking about it for a long time, he chose to pull in. Because if you do it, it will cost too much. First of all, Yang Ganwu's family will not be able to kill the Yang family in an all-round way.The second is an Nanjing. He can see that an Nanjing has a lot to do with the young master of the Yang family. If he does, even if he doesn't do it, he will certainly be hostile to the martial arts. In a word, if he does it, the harm will far outweigh the advantage!

Yang Ye looked at the elder and said, "thank you very much. Please take me to see my wife."

"She wants to see you, too! Come with me. "

With that, the elder turned around and disappeared in the distance.

Yang Ye's right foot gently stamped on the ground, the whole person immediately turned into a black light to follow up.

Play martial arts.

Yanwuchang is a place for martial arts disciples to compete with each other. The whole venue is boundless, and there are dozens of array blessings around it. In addition, the mysterious power of the strong people in the highest level is stable. It can be said that even if the strong people in the highest level strike with all their strength, they can hardly hurt a bit.

In the martial arts arena, there are only two people, and these two people are an Nanjing and Yang Ye.

"Reincarnation?" Annan Jingdao.

Yang Ye nodded, "and you?"

Annan Jing said: "not yet, but it will be soon."

Poplar leaves

An Nanjing wrist move, crack day appeared in her hand, "really come to war?"

"Yang ye thought," he thought He has just been promoted to reincarnation, and he is looking for someone to practice, and then see what his strength is.

As for an Nanjing, she accepted the inheritance, and then studied some martial arts experience of Wuzu in the martial arts school. Now, her overall strength has improved a lot, and she is looking for someone to practice.

An Nanjing is about to start. At this time, Yang Ye suddenly turns his head and looks at the distance and says, "elder, can you keep it secret?"

A moment of silence, the voice of the elder suddenly came from the distance, "don't worry, your contest today will never reach the ears of the fourth person."

Yang Ye nodded, and then looked at an Nanjing, "I must be serious."

An Nanjing nodded slightly, "me too!"

Voice down, she suddenly looked up to Yang Ye, the next moment, a golden gun awn suddenly appeared in front of Yang Ye.

Hum!

In the field, the sound of a sword suddenly soared to the sky. Then, a sword light directly cleaved on the spear.

Boom!

There was a sudden explosion sound in the field. With the sound of the explosion, the spear and sword light exploded. Then, a terrible air wave spread to tens of thousands of feet away.

At this time, a spear suddenly shot away from the left. Along the way, the air wave was torn into two parts like crisp paper; at the same time, a sword light suddenly shot out from the right, and the air wave was directly smashed into nothingness.

In this way, the spear and sword light collided in the air in the most brutal way.

Boom!

As soon as the contact was made, the field suddenly felt like thunder. The whole ground and the surrounding space were shaking violently. Then, the sword light and spear awn broke again. The energy from the two suddenly turned into air waves and spread towards the surrounding layers.

However, when these waves came to the front of Yang Ye and Annan Jing, they were directly shocked into nothingness by an invisible force.

At the same time, two people disappear in the field.

Dang!

Suddenly, a crisp sound of gold and iron was heard in the field. At this time, Yang Ye was less than half a Zhang away from Nanjing. An Nanjing's spear stabbed at the door of Yang Ye's face, but it was blocked by Yang Ye's sword.

For a moment of silence, an Nanjing suddenly released the long gun in her hand. Then, she rushed forward, and the person instantly came to Yang Ye's face, and then she punched out. As fast as lightning, Yang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his sword to cut down.

At the moment when he raised his sword to chop down, an Nanjing's left hand suddenly extended backward. Then he held the handle of the split sky gun and faced forward with a stab, which stabbed the door of Yang Ye.

Yang Ye's heart is startled, originally wanted to chop an Nanjing fist's sword, hastily a oblique pick.

Dang!

The sword blocked the gun. However, an Nanjing's fist directly hit him in front of his chest. When her fist touched Yang Ye's chest, her fist suddenly turned into a palm, and then it gave a shock.

Bang!

With a dull sound, Yang Ye was directly shocked to a thousand feet away. As soon as he stopped, a touch of red overflowed from the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he was directly concave in the position of his chest.

Yang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked at an'nan-jing, "the routine is a little deep!"

The voice fell, and a sudden burst of artistic conception from his body.

Killing sword!

In the distance, an Nanjing nodded slightly, "come to the real case!"

Language down, she stepped forward a step, in an instant, a terrible mood of self gushed out.

When seeing this mood, the face of poplar leaves in the distance suddenly changed.

At the same time, a shocked voice suddenly sounded in the scene: "six kinds of artistic conception... Six kinds of returning to the original state of artistic conception Six kinds of fusion of returning to the yuan realm.... "At the end of the day, the voice trembled.

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