Chapter 1652

"This green wood sword formula was created by the ancestors of martial arts in Japan."

"Thousands of years ago, our founder of green wood, with this sword formula, dominated Japan and dominated East Asia."

"Ye Qingtian was seriously injured under this sword formula."

"How did you do it, you little bastard?"

"Tell me!"

Wangyue River roars, in the words, is full of cold.

However, facing the question of Wangyue River, Ye Fan is chuckling.

He looked down at the old man in front of him, just like a monarch, looking down on the ants.

"Tell you?"

"Do you think you deserve it?"

What?

"Presumptuous!"

"How dare you insult me, you little man?"

"When I saw the moon river, you were not born yet?"

Wangyue river was furious.

In his whole life, he was so high that the world was afraid to respect him.

Now Ye Fan insults him so much, how can Wang Yue River tolerate it.

However, after Ye Fan heard, the banter on his face was more intense.

"Wangyue River, you are a dying man. Do you think you are qualified to command me?"

In the light murmur, however, there is endless meaning to kill.

That bone chilling, endless anger, with the storm.

At the foot of the river, inch inch inch congealed into ice.

"Commit suicide."

"Save face for yourself."

Ye Fan stands with a negative hand and looks at the past with light eyes.

Wang Yuehe's face turned white.

Now, Wangyue river bottom cards do, but still can't do anything Ye Fan.

The battle is over here, so to speak.

Ye Fan asked Wangyue River to commit suicide with a sword, which was also considered as benevolence and righteousness.

At least, it has preserved the martial spirit of Wangyue river.

However, what ye fan didn't expect is that in the face of his words, wangyuehe suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ~"

"let me commit suicide?"

"Ye Fan, you have a big voice!"

"Do you really think that my Wangyue river is in dire straits

"It's too simple for you to think about my sword God and our Japanese martial arts."

In the forest laughter, Wangyue river all over the prestige, unexpectedly once again condenses.

Wind and snow roll, Qi and blood roll.

Wangyue River, which had been in a state of malaise, was climbing at a terrible speed.

A moment later, a little blood oozed from Wangyue river.

On the arm, on the face, on the neck, blue veins are exposed.

"Teacher, you..."

seeing this scene, the cool palace behind you reflects the moon, and your pretty face suddenly turns white.

Others don't know, but Lianggong yingyue, who was born in the martial arts of Japan, knows what kind of martial arts he is practicing in front of Wangyue river!

This is called "burst blood" skill, the user, the strength will rise rapidly.

But the price is that the body suffers heavy damage, and the cultivation goes back ten years.

This is a desperate move.

Liang Gong yingyue never thought that his teacher was forced to such a state by Ye Fan?

"Originally, this move, I was prepared to leave Ye Qingtian."

"Unexpectedly, you forced me out today."

"Young man, die for me!"

Roar ~

in the roar, Wangyue river is covered with clothes, and there is no wind.

The wind and snow roll wildly, mountains and rivers surging.

Under the eruption of Wangyue River, the sword in his hand suddenly raised.

Under the traction of his long sword, the water of Dongchang Lake under his feet soared to the sky as if summoned.

There are nine columns of water, just like nine dragons, sweeping all directions.

In the ear, all are the sounds of dragons and tigers.

In the wind and snow, the Dragon rises to the sky, and the sea of clouds billows!