Chapter 127

Since his rebirth, Ye Tianze has never felt such a huge hostility in a person. That kind of lawless sword intent is the essence of his swordsmanship.

He finally understood why Wu Batian's behavior was so different from ordinary people. Rather than calling it a proud sword, it was better to say that it was a magic sword.

I don't care about any rules, I don't care about any reason, I just do what I think and think in my heart, and I can't rub a grain of sand in my eyes.

Once someone is offended, it will be retribution, because if you don't repay, the tone in your heart will be unhappy, and it will not be a devil.

When this sword was slashed, the terrifying aura, accompanied by the power of terrifying frost, almost covered the entire Yanwu Platform, and Ye Tianze had no way to retreat.

This battle, he cannot lose, especially in the face of such a person who has cultivated the magic way, once he retreats, he will give birth to inner demons.

Compared with Huang Quan's killer, Wu Batian is more like Huang Quan's killer.

Because of this, once you are afraid, you will always be afraid. This sword cut is not only a person, but also a person's heart.

"No wonder Tianlong Holy Land, so many geniuses, are afraid of him like a flood of beasts!" Ye Tianze thought in his heart, "Since I can't retreat, then I will enter!"

In his previous life, he had seen strong men who were more hostile than Wu Batian, such as the Shura family.

Even Shura is not afraid, how could he be afraid of Wu Batian?

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Ye Tianze mobilized the wind and fire spirit power in his body, walked against the frosty air, the wind helped the fire, and cremated into a dragon.

The spear stabbed out, making a "chichi" sound in the air, and the wind spirit power lifted the fire spirit power to the extreme.

"He's crazy, he's not retreating but advancing!" Ye Tianze's sturdy counterattack surprised everyone present.

"Instead of retreating, this may be

"Death!" Wu Batian's eyes were full of anger.

His sword slashed the long spear and stabbed Ye Tianze's heart. He wanted to see what kind of heart it was, and he was not afraid of his sword intent.

Will this heart not bleed?

The onlookers closed their eyes and did not dare to look at it any longer. This sword pierced through the heart, and it was almost an ironclad matter.

However, they didn't hear any piercing sound coming.

"You..." A trembling exclamation came, Wu Batian looked at Ye Tianze in front of him, a little panic flashed in his eyes.

Everyone opened their eyes, but they were shocked by the scene in front of them. Ye Tianze held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other.

Wu Batian's sword was less than an inch away from Ye Tianze's chest, which was this inch of distance, but he couldn't advance half a point.

Ye Tianze held the blade in his hand, blood flowed across the blade, and was instantly frozen into ice, but his eyes were still so calm, without the slightest panic.

"Your swordsmanship is also worthy of pride?" Ye Tianze's eyes were full of sarcasm, his body was frozen, but he was still so calm.

"Little beast, you die for me!" Wu Batian roared and stabbed hard.

But the sword in his hand was still unable to advance half a point, Ye Tianze sneered: "I will teach you what pride is!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Tianze suddenly burst into a proud mood, like a solitary peak, rising to the sky, not arguing with the world, the world will know that he is the highest in the world.

Ye Tianze squeezed his hand, and the sword in his hand was suddenly twisted into a bunch of twists.

All the cold wind was forced back by his body, and the ice and snow melted into water. When he took a step, Wu Batian took a step back.

There is no arrogance in him, but people feel that he is arrogant, like the return of a king, and does not need any momentum to set off. Everyone knows that he is the king of this world.

When Ye Tianze walked in front of Wu Batian, Wu Batian, who was obviously taller than Ye Tianze, made everyone feel that he was a bit shorter than him.

Under Wu Batian's panicked eyes, he held the blade, grabbed the curled sword in Wu Batian's hand, and threw it out.

Facing the terrifying power of frost, Ye Tianze smashed down with a punch, Wu Ba consciously blocked with both hands, but the smashed hand stuck to his lower abdomen.

"boom"

The fist landed on Wu Batian, and he was directly smashed and bent over, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out immediately.

Ye Tianze is like a god of war, advancing against the power of frost, even if there is no spiritual support, even if his hands are bleeding, he still cannot stop his strength.

He is the lonely peak on top of the world!