Chapter 170： Stunning sword

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"So amazing!" Many people were shocked, and someone quietly followed Ye Ming, depending on which platform he was looking for.

Before the next platform, Ye Ming stood still and observed the situation first.

"Jianchi, a challenge of the same level, the winner can get 500,000 Wuzun coins; in the warrior territory, the winner is challenged with swordsmanship, and one million Wuzun coins are given."

In front of the courtyard of Jianchi, there are two cymbals, and a samurai boy stands on one of them. On the other ring, there was a fourth-grade samurai boy. Many people watched around the platform, but no one came forward to challenge. There are many people talking about it.

"Jianchi is worthy of being one of the strongest sacred places, dominated by swordsmanship. Both of these dais have been undefeated for more than ten consecutive games!"

"Jianchi dares to give such a high bonus, naturally it has confidence. I heard that someone in the sword pool has built the Youtianhei Emperor Sword. This sword pool is afraid of rising!"

"It's been a long time since no one challenged, is there no one today?"

"Dongqi College, Ye Ming came to challenge!"

Immediately after the man's words fell, Ye Ming went up to the sword fighting ring. The four samurai boys turned around, with normal looks and ordinary temperament, but their eyes were cold and calm. He faintly said: "Six-ranked samurai? So weak, dare to come to fight swords, to die? Can you bring enough money with you?"

Ye Ming threw away the storage ring and said, "One million, one point."

The young man nodded with a smile: "Very well, to win you again, I will win 10 million today, and I have 5 million."

Ye Ming's heart moved: "You look confident."

The boy smiled "Hehe": "Jianchi ruled Tianyuan with swordsmanship. The bottom line is beyond your comprehension."

"That being the case, can you dare to add extra gambling with me?" Ye Ming asked.

The teenager blinked, staring at Ye Ming and asked, "How do you want to gamble?"

Ye Ming threw away a storage ring again: "Inside is another one million Wu Zun coins. If you lose, lose another million. If I lose, this one million is your income alone."

"Interesting!" The boy laughed. "I bet on you!"

"Ming" Ye Ming pulled out the Dragon Sword, and said lightly, "I fight with you with two swords."

"I'll use‘ Three and Three Swords ’.” The young man confidently said, “I hope you can hold on to a few more moves, and do n’t lose too quickly, otherwise it ’s boring.

Ye Ming held the sword in both hands, for some reason, suddenly his mind appeared in the virtual world, the Tsing Yi boy and the red boy's moves.

The boy in red was a little bit dry and entwined, split into two, two into four, and four into eight, and instantly formed a sword array. Although it is also a means of striving for life, it is much more mysterious than him.

The six-element scoring array was run billions of times in an instant, and the red boy's move was constantly decomposed and overlapped, and then compared with his two tactics. At his fingertips, he understood many of the mysteries.

"Isn't that the case of Liangyi swordsmanship, Liangyi has yin and yang, yin and yang give birth to four elephants, and four elephants have gossip?"

The six-element arithmetic array operates twice more, two times in a lifetime, four times in a lifetime, and eight times in a lifetime. Suddenly, a flash of aura flashed through his mind, his sword flickered, and lightning struck out.

"Good job!"

The boy sang softly, and fluttered with a sword. At the moment when the two swords contacted, his sword light suddenly skyrocketed, the three and three evolved, and the layers were advancing, the mystery was endless.

Ye Ming's Jianguang, however, has only a large head, and it seems that it will collapse at any time.

Disciples of Jianchi who watched the battle one after another said: "Master Feng Tang's three or three swords have already had a hint of swordsmanship, this person has lost!"

"Hehe, it's so stupid than one, actually compared to our sword pool? Now, his two million yuan will belong to Master Feng Tang!"

"Hey! How can the two-handed swordsmanship compare with the three-and-three swords? The three-and-three swordsmanship has reached the extreme, which can create the world of three or three swords. There are infinite holes in each cave, and the power of the sword is hidden in every hole.

Ye Ming's Jianguang retreated and then retreated. Suddenly, it was like the lights divided into two, two divided into four, and four divided into eight, divided into Zhoutian. After a thunder, a magnificent killing formation was formed. With arrogant intensity and murderous power, Feng Tang's sword light suddenly dimmed, like the fireflies under the stars and moons, insignificant and instantly disintegrated.

"What?" Everyone was shocked, eyes widened.

Feng Tang was under the light of the sword in the sky, his eyes could not be seen, his ears could not be smelled, and a pain in his fingers made the sword fall to the ground. Then the sword light dissipated, the dragon armor sword pointed at his throat, and he could take his life just by sending it gently.

There was a cold sweat on his forehead and he immediately said, "I lost!"

Ye Ming put away two million Wuzun coins, and said lightly: "There is no strongest sword in the world, only stronger!"

He did not leave immediately, but came to another ring platform.

The teenager on the platform suddenly opened his eyes and yelled, "Why, you have to fight me?"

Ye Ming said lightly: "Although it is the same level of fighting, but my realm is lower than you, you do not suffer."

The boy sneered: "Okay! I will win back the two million for Brother Feng Tang!"

"Why? You have to raise too?" Ye Ming laughed. Someone really wanted to sleep and someone sent a pillow.

"Today's slap, I won seven million, and there are 3.5 million in my hands. That's it. This 3.5 million, together with the original 500,000, I bet with you."

"Four million?" Ye Ming nodded, "OK! I follow you!"

Without hesitation, he threw four million Wuzun coins on the ground.

Juvenile said: "Introduce yourself, I am Chu Jingtao, a samurai, the sword son, is also the main force to participate in the Qianlong list."

Ye Ming said lightly: "East Qi College, Ye Ming, the only person in the academy who participated in the Qianlong list of samurai."

Chu Jingtao said: "Although I set up here, my sword skill is far above Master Feng Tang. I think your sword skill is amazing. I want to compare it with you. Are you afraid?"

Ye Ming said lightly: "What dare not, please!"

Chu Jingtao showed his long sword and said: "This sword is called Jinghong. It slept in the sword pool for three thousand years and only awakened me half a year ago. I practiced holy martial arts," Little Swordsmanship ", Please enlighten me! "

Ye Ming was calm on the surface, but she was quite shocked inside. Regardless of Feng Tang or Chu Jingtao, they are all wealthy, and dare to gamble with millions of Wuzun coins at will, and they can see their courage. Obviously, their wealth is not as simple as several million Wuzun coins.

"If you have the chance, it is still important to worship the Holy Land." He said, "Even entering the Divine Land, with the backing, it is much easier than earning money alone."

The thought flashed by, and he showed his sword style, and still used the two instrument swordsmanship to confront the enemy.

Under the audience, I do n’t know when someone from the yin and yang religion came over, and someone was surprised and said, “Well? Is n’t that the two ritual swordsman? Who is this person? Why do n’t I know?”