My peerless beauty school flower wife

Chapter 499
The blood moon is red, the scarlet moonlight shines on this pitch-black land, and the air is filled with the smell of blood, which makes people feel nauseous.

Ye Xuan took off the long knife slung around his waist, those jet-black eyes gleamed with a very sharp light, like a sharp blade, firmly locked on the bodies of those people not far ahead.

At this moment, he was covered in blood and sweating profusely.

Due to his long and fast running, his skin was bright red, and there was even a faint red light, blood mixed with sweat, dripping from between his brows.

How shocking is this scene.

When the bloody moonlight shone on Ye Xuan's body, it made Ye Xuan even more ghostly and terrifying, like a god of war in the night.

The knife in his hand is the death sickle!

No matter how strong or tyrannical the enemy is, it can be broken with one blow!

Master Kongming, from Kunlun Shaolin.Adhering to his master's will, he took the lead among his juniors and rushed to Jiangbei City, and then changed his way to Changbai Mountain.

On the way, he happened to run into the Great Elder and Wan Hai from Jianmen in Shushan.

They all came from Jiangbei City via Changbai Mountain, and it was expected that Ye Xuan, a thief, would return to Changbai Mountain.

Therefore, they blocked the road and blocked the only way to Changbai Mountain, intending to kill Ye Xuan first on the way.

Everything was as they expected, Ye Xuan came, and was alone, with a bloody knife.

The knife experienced killing, and there was a strong smell of blood.

In this way, on this empty road, Kunlun Shaolin, Shushan Jianmen, and the Western Sichuan Tangmen who pursued all the way blocked Ye Xuan in the middle.

Ye Xuan, there is nowhere to escape!
"Ye Xuan, if you subdue the law and be punished, you will be spared the pain of flesh and blood!"

Master Kong Ming is Master Kong Yuan's senior brother and the head disciple of Shaolin Temple. His strength needs no explanation, it is slightly stronger than Kong Yuan's.But his aptitude is mediocre, and he has not been able to break through again after entering the early stage of the Golden Core Realm. Undoubtedly, his realm has stopped at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm.

Although it is said that Master Kongming only has the strength at the early stage of Golden Core Realm, but because he has stagnated in this realm for too long, Master Kongming is one of the best cultivators at the early stage of Golden Core Realm.In the early stage of Jindan Realm, it is impossible to escape from his hands at all.

"Vald donkey, are you here to be funny?"

Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at Master Kongming coldly, and sarcastically sarcastically.

Master Kongming clasped his hands together, his previously calm face suddenly had a few traces of solemnity and displeasure. He never thought that this fellow Ye Xuan would be so ignorant that he dared to provoke him with evil words.

This is asking for death!
Suddenly, Master Kongming, in that pair of calm eyes, at this moment, there was a trace of waves. He squinted his eyes, stared at Ye Xuan coldly, with an extremely indifferent expression, and said sharply: " You devil, you are really eloquent. You killed my junior brother Kongyuan first, and then slandered me with evil words. Do you really think that Kunlun Shaolin dare not kill you?"

"Hehe, your junior brother was killed because his skills were inferior to others, so what does it have to do with me?"

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously, the sharp blade of the long knife he held tightly in his hand deflected half a point at this moment, a sword glow from afar roared towards the sky, like the rolling red dust and passing water In general, he chopped off Ye Xuan's blood-stained head fiercely!
This sword is very gorgeous, very gorgeous, and its power is even more infinite.

Ye Xuan deflected the blade by half a minute just now, and a flash of blade flashed out, as sharp as a real blade, unstoppable. He pulled the long blade out of the ground abruptly in the posture of fishing for the moon in the sea, and the shape of the blade was like a crescent moon. , making a crisp iron neighing sound, breaking through the sky and the shackles, and slashing towards that sword light!
"Chong!"

A collision sound, very dull, suddenly sounded.

There was a trace of coldness in the surroundings, and some gravels on the ground were bouncing violently, shaken by the divine power of the sword and sword.

Those onlookers were also extremely surprised, with expressions of panic on their faces.

That sword is like a peerless youth, how bright it is!
That knife was as heavy as a thunderbolt, how shocking it was!

When the swords and swords collided, the scene of sparks flying all over made the onlookers stunned for a moment, showing expressions of sincerity and fear.

Undoubtedly, if they were to resist the power of that sword, they would definitely be unstoppable.

Because, that sword, as we all know, was made by Wan Hai.

And Wan Hai is in the mid-stage Golden Core!

Looking at the audience, there are more than 300 cultivators from the three major ancient martial arts families, and only Wan Hai has entered the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm.

As for Master Kong Ming, and the leader of the Tang Sect in Western Sichuan, named Tang Xing, both of them are only half-stepped into the mid-stage Golden Core Realm.

The strength of the two of them still has a certain gap compared with Wan Hai.After all, between the early stage of Golden Core and the middle stage of Golden Core, there is a small realm of suppression that cannot be ignored.With this small realm of suppression, Wan Hai can completely crush Kong Ming and Tang Xing.

Wan Hai has practiced swordsmanship for more than forty years, and his realm and the middle stage of Jindan can be called a strong man in the same realm, and his sword moves with infinite power are very amazing. , in the same situation, aspire to be invincible.

If not, how could Wan Hai become the Great Elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, an existence that could even stand side by side with the master of the Shushan Sword Sect!
Wan Hai has the capital to be proud, and he also has the strength to be proud. At this moment, he narrowed his eyes, glanced at Ye Xuan with contemptuous eyes, and said indifferently: "You can take my sword, and you have some skills." !"

"Ha ha."

Ye Xuan couldn't help laughing a few times, he lifted the knife to cut the moon, that knife was amazing, but it brought a lot of load to Ye Xuan, causing Ye Xuan's right hand to explode a deep bone scar on the tiger's mouth.

A trace of blood flowed out from Ye Xuan's tiger's mouth.

The blood flowed to the ground along the long knife in Ye Xuan's hand.

Ye Xuan's arms were numb, he couldn't imagine how powerful Wan Hai's sword was.But now, the sharp long knife he held tightly in his hand had gaps in the blade, and there were even cracks of different depths on the fine steel blade.
"Boom!"

Taking a glance from the corner of his eye, Ye Xuan saw that the crack in the long knife in his hand was too deep, and the long knife made a cracking sound, and it was broken into pieces of blades of different shapes.

"Just one sword is the knife that cuts me apart. Your strength is very strong."

Ye Xuan's eyes were firm, he stared coldly at Wan Hai in front of him, and said seriously.

At this time, Ye Xuan had just seen Wan Hai's face clearly.

Wan Hai looks very old, his face is full of wrinkles like loess ravines.His complexion was yellowish, and a little dark, and his eyes sunken into the eye sockets were very deep, like snake pupils, and without time, they flashed a sharp and cold gaze.The skin of the palm of his hand holding the long sword was extremely dry, as if the skin had been weathered.His arms were skinny, hidden only by loose sleeves.

Ye Xuan stared at Wan Hai for a long time, and Wan Hai also stared at Ye Xuan for a long time.

The expression on Wan Hai's face changed from being calm at first to angry, and then cold and chilly. Until now, he sneered "Jie Jie" continuously, showing his white teeth like ghosts, and said in a cold voice. Said: "You fellow, how dare you kill my son, now, I want to cut off your head, and commemorate my son's death!"

(End of this chapter)