Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 1884: Without a single sword, I will force you to admit defeat!

Zhang Hongyuan and many other disciples who were sword slaves had already been made angry by their contemptuous looks.

Seeing this scene, they all felt relieved and laughed.

Zhang Hongyuan shouted: "This is our eldest brother Ye Xinghe. He can kill you all alone. If not, you can come together!"

After that, take a look at Ye Xinghe.

"Brother, can I imitate you?"

Ye Xinghe pointed at him and laughed and cursed.

And the performance of everyone also directly ignited the anger of the people on the opposite side.

A middle-aged man walked out slowly.

He looked quite elegant, with a gentle expression and said calmly: "Then I will compete with Junior Brother Ye!"

"good!"

Ye Xinghe can sense that his strength is definitely not weak, even stronger than Wang Lingtian!

"I'll be guarding Tokugawa."

The elegant man cupped his hands and said, "These junior brothers have extraordinary backgrounds and strong talents. Naturally, they are a bit arrogant. I hope you can forgive me!" "There is no such thing as forgiveness."

Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "It's OK to be arrogant, as long as you can defeat me, you can be as arrogant as you like. If you can't win,"

He pointed his finger at the hundreds of people: "I'll beat you until you don't dare to be arrogant anymore!"

Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar and retorted.

Wei Dechuan also looked slightly cold and said in a deep voice: "Please!"

His weapon is a giant sword, three meters long and as wide as a door panel, which is completely different from his elegant appearance.

He held the knife in his hand and let out a low roar.

The momentum immediately became overbearing and fierce.

The long knife swept out, its light was like snow, and its power was astonishing, as if it could split the mountain moon into pieces.

While Ye Xinghe stood on the spot, Taixuan Sword Sutra suddenly activated.

In an instant, countless intersecting light spots seemed to appear in front of him.

Ye Xinghe felt at this moment as if he had entered a stasis of time.

Everything goes so slowly.

And he knew in his heart the densely intertwined light spots.

This is exactly the magic sword technique Wei Dechuan displayed.

And when these rays of light began to converge, they finally condensed together on his left chest.

Ye Xinghe didn't really make any move.

He just raised the half-cut sword and pointed it vaguely at his left chest.

Suddenly, Wei Dechuan felt horrified.

It was as if he were naked and thrown into the ice and snow, and his whole body was as cold as a cold!

"This, the only weakness of my magical power, was actually seen through by him at a glance!"

He also reacted very quickly, immediately changing his moves and taking a step back.

He thrust his sword forward in a defensive posture.

It was completely different from the offensive posture just now.

Ye Xinghe's mouth curled up slightly.

useless.

Under the Taixuan Sword Scripture, all weaknesses are invisible!

He raised his sword slightly and pointed at Wei Dechuan's left knee.

Wei Dechuan was immediately defeated again.

He gritted his teeth, roared, held the long knife in both hands, and slashed forward fiercely, using offense as defense.

He roared in a low voice: "This is the most powerful move of my magical power. I don't believe you can break it!"

At this time, Ye Xinghe's movements were also very strange.

His broken sword pointed at the empty space next to him.

There was nothing there at the moment.

But Wei Dechuan felt like he was struck by lightning when he saw it. He was the only one who knew himself best.

"If you use this ultimate move, it will be like throwing yourself into a trap, directly hitting Ye Xinghe's broken sword!"

He can actually break this!

Wei Dechuan stood there, slumped for a long time.

His face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

Finally, he threw the knife away and said with a wry smile: "I am defeated, admit defeat!"

Ye Xinghe nodded slowly.

This Wei Dechuan is quite courageous and does not stalk him.

At this time, an extremely strange scene appeared in front of everyone.

Wei Dechuan moved around on the stage, constantly performing powerful moves.

And there was no enemy in front of him.

Ye Xinghe just clicked a few times far away from him.

Everyone saw the scene where Wei Dechuan directly admitted defeat!

Everyone was shocked.

"Ye Xinghe didn't even make a single move, but he actually made Wei Dechuan, who is known as the best recruiter from outside, just admit defeat!"

"What kind of strength does this Ye Xinghe have?"

"Wei Dechuan must be acting like this because he feels that he has no chance of winning in a fight with Ye Xinghe!"

But some people disagree.

"I think Wei Dechuan is being conservative?"

"Yeah, maybe Wei Dechuan didn't want to come out like this, so he deliberately surrendered!"

"That's right, this Ye Xinghe is just a newcomer who was born as a sword slave. If you say he can beat Wei Dechuan, I don't believe it!"

Many people nodded.

Wei Dechuan's powerful reputation has long been firmly imprinted in their hearts.

As for Ye Xinghe, who is it? Is it worthy?

They felt from the bottom of their hearts that these sword slaves were not worthy to be compared with themselves and others.

However, when Ye Xinghe looked at them again, smiled and said, "Who else?"

This group of people were as quiet as ice.

It's one thing to talk to someone nearby, but if they really want to go up and fight, they will naturally think about it.

Wei Dechuan was defeated, was he really Ye Xinghe's opponent?

Ye Xinghe asked three times but no one responded, so he laughed.

"A bunch of trash!"

This group of people all felt humiliated in their hearts, but they did not dare to speak out at this time.

Zhang Hongyuan and other disciples who were born as sword slaves all laughed at him.

For a time, the square was noisy.

At this time, a thunderous sound suddenly appeared.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Many people's eardrums were sore from the shock, their orifices were bleeding, and they couldn't stand even after screaming.

Everyone was shocked.

Just look at two people walking out of the main hall in front of you.

One of them is dressed as an elder. He is short and stocky, with a face as deep as the bottom of a pot, and he is not angry and intimidating.

The person next to him was a tall young man.

He said a few words to the man dressed as an elder, then went back and entered the queue of new disciples recruited from the Shenjian Sect.

But seeing him come back, this group of people felt like they had found their backbone.

They rushed up and explained the situation just now.

After hearing what they said, the young man who complained stared at Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe felt as if he had been stabbed at this moment!

In an instant, a feeling of horror arose.

His heart moved slightly.

"This person is definitely a master!"

The young man who complained coldly snorted: "Wei Dechuan is also a useless person. He was frightened directly. He gave in like this. It's really embarrassing!"

He was not here just now, but he had obviously just arrived.

He looks ordinary, but his aura is very powerful.

The phantom of the god was surging behind him, looming.

Obviously, his level of appearance is not low, and he seems to be unable to suppress it.

Just standing there normally, that look seemed to fly out on its own.

And the elites of the major families were very respectful to him.

They all gathered around, like stars over the moon.

After hearing what he said, someone quickly asked: "Senior Brother Jiang, is there any mystery in that competition just now?"