Chapter 290

Of course, the probability of being discovered by the masters of the great perfect realm of the true Tao is very low. After all, half step legend is still half step legend.

"Qiang!" The sword dust-free long sword burst into a terrible light in an instant, illuminating the whole sky and immediately alerting the whole Shun'an mansion. Fortunately, in this world, when the power of martial arts is far stronger than that in previous lives, no one makes a fuss. The only one who wants to cry is probably the owner of the inn.

The sword awn of sword Wuchen burst incomparably and went to kill the assassin. Ye Xiwen swept the array not far away. Sword Wuchen immediately made a big decision and tried his best to fight without leaving his hand. The assassin in the half step legendary realm was once forced into a dead corner. He immediately roared, stopped holding his hand and went to attack sword Wuchen with all his strength.

After all, the master of the half step legendary realm is the master of the half step legendary realm. Originally, he was just afraid of Ye Xiwen and didn't dare to do his best. Now there are no worries. If he can't deal with the person in front of him, let alone Ye Xiwen later.

"Whew!" The dagger in the assassin's hand cut out a poisonous awn in an instant, rose across the sky and stabbed at the sword Wuchen.

The sword was clean and expressionless. His eyes were as sharp as a sword. The long sword in his hand was cold, and the sword awned against the assassin.

Suddenly, a strong divine sense swept over. They were all experts in the city who were shocked by the battle between jianwuchen and the assassin.

"Is this man the martial artist of the ten countries in the southeast region? I didn't expect that there is such an excellent expert in the southeast region. Although it's only a half step legend taking a tricky path, the half step legend is a half step legend. It's amazing that this man can fight with him until now!"

"There are still talents in the southeast region. If he can survive this time, he can just attract his subordinates. In a hundred years, it will be a powerful help!"

Those thoughts meet and communicate in the air, but how can they escape Ye Xiwen's eyes? Ye Xiwen sneered. These people are good ideas, but can one attract the sword and dust? It's a joke. Sword dust-free is outstanding in the greater Yue country. Although the national strength of the greater Yue country is certainly not as strong as that of the Ming Empire, it's good for a small Shun'an house to have a legend. It's not at the same level as the greater Yue country at all. The greater Yue country can't keep sword dust-free, let alone a small Shun'an house!

These people are absolutely arrogant for a long time. The Ming Empire is stronger than the state of Dayue, but it doesn't mean they can also compare with the state of Dayue. Can we say that they don't have the influence of these people?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two sides killed all the way to the sky, and the battle became more and more fierce. It should be said that it was tragic.

The two sides have no fear and try their best. This is a terrible efficiency. The assassin is very fast and almost forms a ghost in mid air, but the speed of the sword is also fast and not bad at all.

"Boom!" A terrible energy swept through, and their figures crossed. The sword dust-free chest was pulled out of a huge wound by the dagger, one of the ribs was cut directly, and their face was a little blue. It was poisoned.

However, the assassin was not much better. He was stabbed in the abdomen by the sword without dust.

The two staggered, snorted, and immediately killed each other again.

When the sword in Wuchen's hand waved and his body moved with the sword, the endless sword meaning condensed in the sword light, cutting out sword lights in the air. When it was about to bombard, it condensed into a huge sword in an instant, and cut down in an instant.

As fast as lightning, he cut down directly on the assassin's head.

Those strong men who watched the war with their minds took a breath of air-conditioning. Most of them were experts in the great fullness of the true Tao and half a step of the legendary realm. They were strong enough to run rampant in the city.

But when they saw the move of sword dust-free, they all took a breath of air-conditioning, and looked at the sword dust-free one after another. The sword light could be forced together in mid air. Almost none of them could do this.

Jian Wuchen, an expert, makes many people jealous. Talents can receive attention and preferential treatment everywhere, even in the Daming empire.

"Boom!" The sword, which was made of a huge sword, fell down in an instant.

"Boom!" The tiger's mouth on the assassin's hand was completely broken. His way was strange. In terms of hidden breath, he even far exceeded the general legendary realm, but his strength was weak.

The sword without dust is so powerful that it seems to cut down the yellow spring from the nine days.

"Boom!" The assassin seemed to be broken by a huge force, hit the ground hard, and directly hit a human shaped pit.

At this time, the sword was clean and expressionless. Another huge sword condensed out and cut down directly.

"Boom!" The assassin was directly killed into a mist of blood and died without a burial place.

At this time, jianwuchen fell down from the air. He looked very ugly, his face was very pale, and his body was covered with blood everywhere. However, it was not blood, but green poisonous blood. The toxin had penetrated into all parts of jianwuchen's body. If his body function was not maintained by the sword spirit, it would be completely occupied by the toxin.

"Are you okay? What about the toxins on your body?" Ye Xiwen asked.

"It's all right. I can solve it, but it may be closed for a while!" Jian Wuchen said.

"No problem. If the fierce wolf comes, I'll entertain him!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer that they had just come to Shun'an house. The group they wanted to talk about might only be Qiu Xinzhi, and it could only be the power of their family.

This made Ye Xiwen angry.

They found an inn again, and jianwuchen began to close the door to repair their injuries. However, according to his meaning, it seems that he has also benefited a lot from this battle.

Time soon arrived. The next day, ye Xiwen was exercising his kung fu. Suddenly, a terrible threat like a beast was suppressed in an instant, which made people feel like being placed in the beast cave.

"Two warriors from the southeast came out and died!" A hoarse voice came from the sky, like a loud bell, with a sense of oppression from wild animals.

A figure stood in the void above the inn where ye Xiwen settled. He was dressed as a warrior, his face was rough and crazy, his face was covered with fluff, and his eyes were green, just like a hungry wolf. With a roar, the air in the whole street was boiling. This was a terrible force, and a boundless killing intention swept out, cold and piercing.

Many people in the whole street hurried to leave. This momentum was too terrible. It was not like the murderous spirit of people, but of wolves, as if they met wolves on a moonlit night.

"Who is this man? Is he too arrogant?"

"You don't even know him. He must have come from a foreign country. This is Qiu Lang, one of the two heroes of Shun'an house. He and the eldest childe of our city Lord's house call us the two heroes of Shun'an house. He is the most outstanding disciple of Qiu family, the largest family in the city. It is said that he was caught by a wolf demon when he was a child. Although he was later found, he was also infected with wild nature, which has been difficult to tame since then, However, it is said that it has also been inherited by a demon family. Since then, it has become out of control. It has become the top expert in our Shun'an house since it was less than 50! "

"Well, it can really be said that it is unpredictable, but who has provoked him!"

"It's said that some people from the southeast region cut off his brother's arm. Now he's coming for revenge!"

Many people trembled and couldn't stand the terrible killing intention of his ascending beasts.

No one can bear his murderous spirit.

"Boom!"

A momentum burst out from the whole Inn, and a figure jumped out, facing Qiu Lang from afar.

"Did you hurt my brother?" Qiu Lang asked, with a deep voice and green eyes staring at Ye Xiwen like a wolf.

"No!" Ye Xiwen shook his head. "If I did it, he would be dead now!"

Ye Xiwen said faintly that jianwuchen could not kill him, but disdained to fight.

"You will die!" Qiu Lang said coldly, which made people feel terrible. Mao handstand was not telling jokes, but sentencing a person to death. It was very powerful.

"By you, who do you think you are?" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer, "Shun'an mansion... Cut!"

Ye Xiwen sneered coldly and suddenly made Qiu Lang look a little blue. No one dared to see him since he got the title.

"I can crush you with one hand!" Qiu Lang's terrible breath spread everywhere and locked Ye Xiwen dead. It was like a vast ocean, endless, and a wild and frenzied breath, just like looking at him among animals.

"One hand!" The light of the scenery in Ye Xiwen's eyes flashed, and he immediately put on the golden God's clothes. The violent breath swept up and came out with the divine breath. It was like the only true God in the world of heaven, and everyone had to surrender.

Two terrible smells suddenly collided with each other in the air.

(to be continued)