Ming sect leader

Chapter 416
Chapter 416
Ye Gucheng had already prepared for the big battle before, and his whole body's momentum, mind and body had reached the peak state, but Lang Fanyun faced the battle suddenly, and his momentum was weaker invisibly!
For this reason, Ye Gucheng jumped up and stood in mid-air, saying: "Lang Fanyun, Ye Mou is waiting for you to concentrate! We will win with one move!"

Lang Fanyun laughed, took a step forward, and reached mid-air, then stood opposite Ye Gucheng and said, "Okay! Just one move will determine the outcome!"

After the words fell, Ye Gucheng waited while adjusting his breath, and the white cloud sword several feet high above his head became more white and solid. , continuously soaring and soaring, gusts of gusts of wind appeared out of nowhere around him, rolling up waves of waves surrounding the surroundings, like deep sea dragons roaring, rising up!

The two were separated by a distance of ten feet, but as the aura broke out and the sword intent buzzed, the ships within a hundred feet, except for Di Lingtian's ship, many warriors with low cultivation levels on the other ships were killed by the two Taoists. The face of the confrontational sword intent turned pale, and even vomited blood and was injured, so the other ships retreated one after another, leaving only Di Lingtian's ship and dozens of Tianbang-level grandmasters on the other ships stepping on the small boat and continuing to fight. Stay put and watch!

Buzz! ! !

A white ethereal sword intent, a blue feminine sword intent, like two evenly matched giant beasts confronting each other, roaring, probing, and intimidating, causing the nearby void to vibrate non-stop, forming layers of invisible waves. The air waves swept in all directions, which is also the reason why those warriors with insufficient cultivation base will be injured!
But when these air waves encountered Di Lingtian's ship, they seemed to have crashed into the sea like a mud cow, and they seemed to have hit an iron wall, and they would not have any impact on the people on board at all!

Even Di Yun, who was less than a congenital, didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He was puzzled when he saw those ships retreating proactively, "Why are you retreating so far?"

On the first deck of the bow, Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Ximen Chuuxue, Yan Shisan, Lu Xiaofeng and all the grandmasters who have no mission at the moment have arrived!
Lu Xiaofeng looked at the two swords that were getting stronger and stronger in mid-air, and couldn't help but asked his old friend Ximen Chuixue: "Ximen, who do you think will win?"

Ximen Chuuxue stared closely at the two people in mid-air, and after a while, he said slowly: "Both of them, it's no surprise whoever wins!"

"Ah?" Lu Xiaofeng was speechless immediately: "I'm asking you who can win? You can only choose one!"

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head and said, "I can't choose!"

Lu Xiaofeng had no choice now, he could only look at the waves in the air with surprise and said: "Didn't you think that the Rain-Covering Sword is so powerful?"

Yan Shisan suddenly said coldly from the side: "He fought against the leader!"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded and said, "Not bad! And he survived!"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, stroked his well-groomed beards, and said with a look of sudden realization: "You mean that Lang Fanyun was not so powerful before, and it was because he had fought against the leader before and survived, so The strength has risen to the point where it is now?"

The two nodded at the same time, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but said: "Is there such a big advantage in fighting the leader? Then if I fight with the leader, wouldn't I be directly in the top ten?"

Ximen Chuuxue and Yan Shisan didn't speak, but Hua Manlou next to him smiled and said, "If you, Lu Xiaoji, dare to fight against the leader, the only end will be to be punched into a rain of blood. As for improving your strength, that's fine." It is the treatment that only those who can survive!"

Lu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at his good friend, and sighed helplessly, because he deeply knew that Hua Manlou was right!
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Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun stood in the corner behind the crowd, Nie Feng looked at Bu Jingyun with a gloomy face, and softly persuaded him: "Brother Yun, in fact, your Holy Spirit swordsmanship is also very powerful, it may not be worse than them, It’s just that the Hierarch has never seen it before, so you don’t have to worry too much about it. In this Battle of Dongpu, our brothers and sisters will work together to let the Hierarch see our strength. When the time comes, everyone in the world will naturally know that there must be someone in the seat of this peerless swordsman.” Brother, take a seat!"

Bu Jingyun held the peerless sword with bulging veins. He stared fiercely at the two people in the sky. After a while, he said coldly: "My current strength is not as good as theirs. Ever since I got the peerless sword, I really slack off." It’s okay, but it’s okay, from today onwards, I, Bu Jingyun, will redouble my efforts to make up for the wasted time in the past, and I will definitely let the leader see that my sword, Bu Jingyun, is no worse than anyone else in this world!”

After Bu Jingyun finished speaking, he turned around and left. Nie Feng hurriedly chased after him and said, "Senior Brother Yun, don't you want to watch? This is a good opportunity to observe sword skills!"

Bu Jingyun didn't turn his head, strode away, and said coldly: "I want to go back to practice! Others can create their own swordsmanship, so can Bu Jingyun. The holy spirit swordsmanship cannot exert the full power of a peerless sword. I want to create a peerless sword technique that suits me best!"

Hearing this, Nie Feng's heart was shaken. After stopping, he thought, "Senior brother Yun is working so hard, as a younger brother, I must not stand idly by! I will go to watch the fight between two peerless swordsmen, and then tell Senior Brother Yun what I learned. It can help Senior Brother Yun!"

Thinking of this, Nie Feng turned around and returned to the deck, calmed down, and looked at the sky with all his attention, waiting for the two of them to stimulate the shocking sword energy and feel the peerless swordsmanship of the two swordsmen!
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On the third deck of the Diling Tianzuo ship, Di Fu, Huang Rong and others looked at the two towering giant swords in the sky with shocking faces. Huang Rong's face was flushed with excitement, and she couldn't help but sighed : "It turns out that using a sword can be so handsome, so cool!"

After hearing this, Di couldn't laugh beside him and said, "Rong'er likes it, so let's find a set of swordsmanship to learn tomorrow!"

Huang Rong nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, and then let my father make us a two-person formation, it must be fun!" Huang Rong looked at Hua Wuque, who was staring straight ahead, and said: "Sister Wuque, you come here too, we can form a trio!"

Hua Wuque said without looking back: "Forget about practicing swords, no matter how handsome they are, they are rushing to become my father's subordinates. Rong'er, tell me, if Ye Gucheng becomes my father's subordinates, His ostentatious maids are useless, right? What do you think I want them to come over? When I come out, surrounded by beauties and fragrant flowers, the two of you will lead the way and be two sword servants, then The scene, just thinking about it, must be beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong immediately gave up the idea of ​​practicing swords to be handsome, and said, "I want to be with my sister too, let the sword servant do it alone!"

Di couldn't feel that he was abandoned instantly, but before his sentimentality could emerge from the bottom of his heart, he was interrupted by Zhou Zhiruo's exclamation next to him!
"Look, the contest has begun!"

(End of this chapter)