Chapter 658

"Ye guchen? Maybe you do have a thin name in the Shengyuan Dynasty, but you know, there are people outside, and there are days outside." Yu Wenji's tone was light, as if he were preaching his younger generation.

He also thinks he is qualified.

However, ye guchen said coldly, "your mouth skin is stronger than your sword."

"Hum, it's ridiculous. It's only 70 consecutive victories. If I didn't want to break the record, it's just handy!" a sharp light flashed in Yu Wenji's eyes.

His gorgeous long sword came out of its scabbard and stabbed ye guchen directly.

The speed is very fast, like a lightning bolt, cutting through the air.

Although there was no true Chi blessing, the speed and power surprised the people present.

"Although this sword has no real Qi, it's hard for ordinary nine change masters to do their best," sighed some watching swords.

"There are many flaws." ye guchen shook his head.

With a flash of his feet, he intercepted the xuanming heavy sword in the air, as if he had accurately calculated Yu Wenji's sword path and directly cut it off.

"How could this be possible!" Yu Wenji looked stunned.

His move is the best king level sword skill of King Yu's residence, Liuguang sword, which is extremely fast.

Not to mention the nine changes of the spirit, it is difficult for people with different levels to see his sword path.

But ye guchen didn't even look at it and directly determined his sword path.

"Come again!" Yu Wen didn't believe in the evil, so he took out his sword again.

This time, there were more than ten streamer like sword shadows, killing ye guchen from all directions. The speed of each sword shadow was fast to the extreme.

"I can't take this move!" the bird feather's eyes were extremely dignified.

"It is worthy of being a high Dynasty." Kumo sighed.

Under everyone's attention, the xuanming heavy sword in ye guchen's hand resonates with the void, and the invisible sword wave vibrates the void.

He did not use Qi, but simply let Epee resonate with the void to produce shock wave.

Boom!

More than ten sword shadows, all smashed!

Ye guchen's footsteps flashed, and the heavy sword fell in the air with a fierce shock wave. Yu Wen couldn't avoid it. He was hit by the sword wave, a touch of fishy sweetness poured into his mouth, and then spit out blood.

Boom!

Ye guchen didn't leave his hand. He swept Yu Wenji with his sword face, patted it on the sword fighting platform like patting dough, and Yu Wenji vomited blood again.

Dead silence!

Silence!

The face of Que ling'er, Kumo and others was frozen, and there was an extreme accident and unbelievable in her eyes.

Yu Wen is very much like a dead dog. He is patted on the ground and crushed by Ye guchen.

The scene exceeded their expectations.

"Stop!"

The old man who followed Yu Wenji shouted loudly. Just when he wanted to intervene, he was blocked by the deputy hall owner.

"Sorry, the sword fighting hall has the rules of the sword fighting hall. If you don't admit defeat or are knocked down from the challenge arena, you can't end it."

"Hum, can you afford to hurt my little prince?" the old man said coldly.

"This is in the Shengyuan dynasty!" the Deputy Pavilion owner frowned.

On the sword fighting platform, Yu Wenji collapsed like a dead chicken and vomited blood from his mouth.

Although he has great accomplishments in the entrance, there are arrays engraved on the sword fighting platform to suppress the true Qi, so he can't play it.

"There are people out there, and there are days out there. I'll give you back..." ye guchen kicked Yu Wenji down the challenge arena.

Poof!

Yu Wenji vomited blood again. His eyes were red and stared at ye guchen.

"Dare to provoke me, Dayu Dynasty, King Yu's house, ye guchen, you have the courage!" Yu Wen looked very ferocious and terrible.

As the little prince of King Yu's residence, he had never suffered such humiliation.

"This kind of mind is also called sword repair?" ye guchen shook his head slightly.

This kind of person uses a sword, which is an insult to the sword.

Ignoring Yu Wenji's threat, ye guchen continued to challenge the Quartet.

Eighty consecutive wins

Ninety consecutive wins

A hundred wins in a row!

When ye guchen reached a hundred consecutive victories, the whole sword fighting hall was boiling.

Countless more people poured into the sword fighting hall, making this block very lively.

"Eh, the street ahead seems very busy. Cousin, let's go and have a look." not far from the sword fighting hall, Yan Shaotang, Yan Wushuang and others strolled here.

"Whatever." Yan Wushuang's tone was faint.

They also walked towards the sword fighting hall.

There was a great deal of noise in the sword fighting hall.

After setting a hundred winning streak, no one dared to challenge ye guchen.

The maid sat down on the ground with a pale face.

The vice owner of Dou Jian hall sighed slightly. Although he lost 5 million, he was quite happy to see that ye guchen could crush the Tianjiao of other dynasties.

Just as ye guchen was about to step down, a figure floated on the challenge arena like a dead leaf.

It was the young man with a mask.

"Are you ye guchen, the sword sect? I'll ask for your advice." the masked youth turned over one hand and a long sword fell into his hand.

"Well, who is the young man with a mask?"

"I don't know. I haven't heard of this person."

Seeing the masked youth, the surrounding crowd was full of doubts.

Even the people of other dynasties such as queling'er and Kumo don't know the identity of the mask youth.

"Please!" facing the masked youth, ye guchen didn't relax at all.

After all, a person who understands the heart of the sword will not be poor in strength.

Whew!

The masked young man's long sword swept across. The sword was elegant and flexible, but it had a lasting appeal. It was more advanced than the sword moves of Yu Wenji and others.

"Interesting..." ye guchen's eyes lit up slightly and finally met an interesting person.

Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!

The sword blades overlap and sparks burst out. They come and go, and the sword shadows are one after another.

"That masked young man is so powerful, I don't know how much more powerful he is than the little prince of King Yu's residence!" some people with clear eyes saw it and were all secretly amazed.

Yu Wenji's face became more ugly.

The battle lasted a quarter of an hour.

In the end, the masked youth was still one chip away from ye guchen, and the long sword in his hand was blown away.

"Ha ha, brother Ye's swordsmanship, I'm sorry. The masked youth lost, but he smiled without any objection.

"Brother, your swordsmanship is not bad. You must be an unknown person." ye guchen's eyes were full of deep meaning.

Although the swordsmanship of masked youth is hidden but not obvious, most of them are the best king level swordsmanship, and even some shadow of emperor level swordsmanship.

It can be seen that its origin is at least a higher Dynasty.

"Ha ha, brother ye, we'll meet again." the masked youth smiled, flashed, and disappeared into the eyes of the people.

"Interesting people." ye guchen smiled faintly.

After winning a hundred games in a row, ye guchen was not ready to continue.

When he stepped down from the sword fighting platform, the deputy hall leader bowed and smiled, "congratulations to ye Jianzong for breaking the record of our sword fighting hall. Five million crystal jade is being collected."

"No, I'm just happy to see the hunter." ye guchen waved his hand at will.

If there were no million Tianjing, he could not ignore the five million crystal jade.

But now, he is rich.

"That's not good. Ye Jianzong won back face for our Shengyuan Dynasty. This five million yuan should be given," said the deputy hall owner solemnly.

"Take Su Jianshi," said Ye guchen.

"Yes." Su Jianshi nodded slightly.

Just as they wanted to go out of the sword fighting hall, they were stopped by Yu Wenji.

"What does this mean?" ye guchen said faintly.

"Dare you compete again and try your best." Yu Wen stared at ye guchen.

"Not interested." ye guchen looked indifferent.

"Oh, sure enough, it's just the nine changes of the soul. Even if the swordsmanship is OK, the strength is vulnerable." Yu Wenji thought ye guchen was afraid.

On the other side, the bird feather son and Kumo shook their heads slightly.

Ye guchen's swordsmanship really surprised them.

It can be said that even if we look at the higher dynasties, few people's sword skills are as perfect as ye guchen.

But on the realm of strength, ye guchen, who was born in a low Dynasty, is far from them.

"Unfortunately, if ye guchen was born in a higher Dynasty, it would be more than enough to crush Yu Wenji, but now it seems that it is a problem whether Tianjiao battlefield qualifier can pass." Que linger shook his head with some pity.

"Get out of the way." ye guchen said coldly.

"Before, I looked like the best in the world, but now I dare not?" Yu Wenji said with a sarcastic smile.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the door of the sword fighting hall.

"Isn't this the little prince of King Yu's residence? How about selling me Yan Shaotang a face?"

A group of people came in from the door. It was Yan Shaotang and others.