I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 232
Facing Bai Yi's insistence, Ye Feixian and Bai Ah Jiu didn't say anything more.

This matter needs to be decided by his old man. Seeing that his old man has no objection, he just doesn't want to have an accident at the end of the hundred-year agreement, so he already has a clear understanding in his heart.

Walking out side by side, Bai Ah Jiu looked at Ye Feixian beside him, thought for a while and said to him: "Feixian, my father is like this, don't mind."

"He said that, in theory, he has agreed to something between us."

"Ok!"

Gently nodding his head, Ye Feixian smiled at him and said, "I understand in my heart, let's wait for the hundred-year agreement to pass."

The two came to the meeting place together. The battle here was in full swing. The practitioners sent by the Shenzhou side all ended in disastrous defeats. At this moment, they were being greeted by other brothers to rest aside.

Seeing this, Ye Feixian frowned and walked to Chu Fu's side, and asked, "Senior Brother Chu, is there a new strongman coming from Yingzhou?"

"Well, I've heard of this person."

"At the age of 15, he was already a genius swordsman in the Xiantian realm. He once beheaded a wicked monster at sea, and was worshiped as a god by the lay people nearby."

"Later, this person entrusted a swordsmith in Yingzhou to help him build a magic weapon. With this magic weapon, he continued to eliminate harm for the people."

"Six or seven years have passed, and he is about to break through the threshold of the ultimate realm of heaven and man, but he is still a little short."

"Does he want to be like the genius swordsman a hundred years ago, supporting war with battle?"

After hearing these things, Ye Feixian easily guessed the other party's purpose, and his expression was not good at the moment.

This talented swordsman who appeared suddenly like a hundred years ago should be Yingzhou's trump card.

I don't know how such a small place can cultivate so many talented swordsmen.

"It does mean that!"

Hearing this, Chu Fu nodded to the junior, and said, "His name is Chuan Cheng, and he is a genius in Yingzhou for a hundred years."

"At the beginning, I was still very surprised. It is impossible for the people of Yingzhou to send only those people from before to fight for the three thousand miles of the land of China. It turns out that they are here waiting for us."

"Junior Brother Ye, this person is very troublesome, and his methods are fierce, so it is very difficult to deal with."

"It doesn't matter, anyone in my mainland, I have to lie down for a tiger, and I have to coil for a dragon."

"Hahaha……"

Hearing Ye Feixian's bold words, Chu Fu laughed heartily a few times, then stopped talking, fixed his eyes on the ring, and said, "This person is Chuan Cheng."

Following Chu Fu's gaze, Ye Feixian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him curiously.

Yingzhou genius swordsman Chuan Cheng is about seven feet tall, and he is quite tall among them, but if he is placed in the mainland of China, he is not much different from many ordinary practitioners, even if he is still in the crowd, if He didn't show the slightest shadow of a Yingzhou swordsman, and I'm afraid he would be completely ignored.

In Chuan Cheng's hands, a five-foot and two-inch long sword was gray, and every time the inner energy was poured into it, there would be a thin layer of hoarfrost. It trembled slightly, and even the temperature around him dropped a lot.

"Is there no one in Shenzhou?"

At this moment, this Yingzhou swordsman named Chuan Cheng shook his sword and looked at everyone with a frenzied expression.

The field fell silent for an instant.

Although today's battle only lasted five or six rounds, with Chuancheng present, the Shenzhou side did not take advantage of it. The practitioners on the stage were either killed or injured, which made their faces very ugly.

Seeing the situation in the field, several sect masters also frowned, and couldn't think of how to deal with it for a while.

"For the hundred-year agreement, the Yingzhou swordsmen really came prepared."

"Before, I was wrong. I thought that after a hundred years, the Yingzhou side did not have any young strong men."

"Could it be that what happened a hundred years ago is going to repeat itself again?"

Everyone was worried, their eyes were staring at the ring, and they fell silent after a while.

They had already sent several younger generations of the Ninth Realm to fight, but in the end they lost to this man named Chuan Cheng, and they lost all confidence.

The events of a hundred years ago seemed to be right in front of them, and the few of them absolutely did not want to abandon the three thousand miles of China.

But... who can stop this from happening?
In front of the ring, Ye Feixian frowned even more when he saw another practitioner from China being thrown off the ring.

"It's over now. No one can defeat Chuancheng. Could it be that he wants to vent his anger for Yingzhou and finally win the century-old contract?"

"Many senior brothers have already lost in his hands, and now... I'm afraid there will be no one left."

"Hey, the majestic mainland of China was actually bullied by a genius swordsman from a small place. Speaking of it will only make people laugh."

"How can this be good?"

"Almost no one in the field can stop this person..."

A lot of comments came from the mouths of the practitioners, and they were all worried when they saw the appearance in front of them.

This person must not stay in the arena forever, at worst, he must be seriously injured, otherwise the Shenzhou side will have no possibility of winning.

At this moment, Ye Feixian suddenly walked towards the ring, instantly attracting the attention of countless people.

"This is... Senior Brother Ye Feixian?"

"He may have a way to defeat Chuan Cheng."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

"Compared to Miss Wen, Brother Ye is also slightly inferior."

"Miss Wen had already had a hard time dealing with that big man, Senior Brother Ye probably won't get much benefit."

Amidst these voices, Ye Feixian finally stepped onto the ring, and looked at the person in front of him with a smile: "I heard...you are the once-in-a-century genius swordsman in Yingzhou?"

"I don't dare to be a genius, but it is more than enough to deal with you."

With confidence in his eyes, Chuancheng swung his long sword in front of him and said, "Let's not talk nonsense, let's start directly."

"Just to my liking."

Smiling, Ye Feixian suddenly rushed forward a few steps, and when he was less than a foot away from Chuancheng, he suddenly jumped high, holding the hilt of his sword with both hands and slashing downward.

Rumble!
In an instant, violent power burst out instantly, and Chuancheng, who was bombarded by the huge force, stepped back five or six steps, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

It's not that he has never seen the strength of a practitioner from the Divine Land, but this is the first time he has met someone like Ye Feixian who exploded with great strength when he came up.

Just when he was about to say a few words of emotion, Ye Feixian had attacked again, and the fairy soul in his hand was whirling and dancing like life force, shining dazzling light in front of him.

"Want a quick fight? Hehe, I don't follow your wish."

With a sneer, Chuan Cheng slapped the long sword, but saw that the thin hoarfrost above suddenly turned into pieces of solid ice. When Ye Feixian approached, his left hand holding the sword suddenly shook rapidly, and the solid ice flew outward like a dagger shoot away.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
A series of clear and crisp impact sounded from between the two, but Ye Feixian said with a smile at this moment: "You are doomed!
(End of this chapter)