Chapter 290 War Ye is frivolous!

"Wo!"

A blue sword light cut through the void like lightning, and a figure in white has appeared on Xuanwu Lake.

"Ye Xiaoyao, I have arrived. Where are you?"

Walking on the blue waves, Ye's eyes were as light as a knife, staring at the direction of Tianyang Martial Arts Museum and shouting.

The voice was loud and roaring, which shocked a large group of spirit birds and fled in a hurry.

"You Ye is frivolous, how can I fall behind people?"

A clear voice mixed with arrogance came from the distance. The sword light soared to the sky. Before the person arrived, the sword was first. Just in the surprise of the crowd, a man in a green shirt appeared on Xuanwu Lake in an instant, with white hair scattered, looking down at the frivolous leaves below, and a sneer hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Ye Qingyan carried his hands on his back, but his thin figure was unusually straight, and his hair like snow danced gently with the wind, giving people an unusual sense of vicissitudes.

The beauty passed away, the green silk turned white, and the crown was furious, roared like thunder, and shocked the nine days, representing the ink hair of flying youth. Now it is as if it has been dyed by frost. His head is snow-white, the vicissitudes of youth, and the youth is desolate and frivolous. His already scarred heart is now once again added with a knife by God without mercy. Deep to the bone, the pain enters the bone marrow.

Looking at Ye Qingyan, who suddenly appeared, everyone fell into silence. Such a teenager who should have had a sunny smile, although his figure is more straight, his dull and indifferent look is full of loneliness.

Maybe God is so ruthless that he can't see that he has happiness, and even the people around him will be taken away. Maybe his life should have been walking alone...

Loneliness may be the only way back in his life...

"Ye frivolous, you will definitely lose today!"

He slowly landed and stared at Ye Qingyan. Ye Qingyan looked indifferent, and his tone was mixed with a coldness deep into the bone marrow, which made people shudder.

"Confidence is a good thing!" Squinting slightly, Ye Qingqi's pupils suddenly shrank and sneered, "But if you are overconfident, you are conceited!"

Ye Qingman is very cautious. Now Ye Qingyan gives him an extremely dangerous feeling, and he has to be cautious. He doesn't know how much change the death of Su Muyue has brought to Ye Qingyan, but he knows that if he has the slightest negligence, the result will definitely be doomed!

"You are really strong, maybe stronger than I thought, but so what?" Ye Qingyan's tone was indifferent, and his body exuded a chilling feeling, "I have a reason to win!"

If it were someone else, Ye Qingyan would not be so persistent in winning, but Ye Qingyan was different. He must win. No matter how much he paid, he would not hesitate!

"Oh?" Ye Qing sneered and said, "It seems that Su Muyue's death has a great impact on you, which makes you arrogant. It seems that Su Muyue is also average. At least her vision of choosing a man is not very good. Because of a little setback, she is so depressed!"

In order to attack Ye Qingyan, Ye Qingshu did not hesitate to move out of Su Muyue's death, stimulated Ye Qingyan, attacked his will, scattered his mind, and made him unable to concentrate in the battle.

The means are not despicable, but they are absolutely and noble.

Now who doesn't know that Su Muyue is a thorn in Ye Qingyan's heart, a scar. Once it is uncovered, it must be extremely painful, and the blow to Ye Qingyan is not ordinary.

"You are looking for death!" A touch of extreme pain flashed in Ye Qingyan's eyes, took a deep breath and said coldly.

"Whoever lives and who dies, you won't know until you fight!" Ye Qing looked up to the sky and sneered proudly.

He has the talent to ignore the world's heroes, has the status of overlooking the world, and has the capital to support all other pride, so he is very proud to the bone.

"I don't think you have to bother to save Su Muyue. In this battle, I sent you to accompany her and let you be a pair of mandarin ducks, which also fulfilled your wishes!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. His body moved and instantly rushed to Ye Qingwei, who seemed to be casual and alert.

Stepping on the water, stepping on the waves without trace, Ye Qingyan's legs turned into a wind, his hands were empty into fists, and the lightning blew out. The fist wind rubbed the air, and the power was strong.

"Hmm, Shuiling Fist!"

Ye's frivolous look suddenly changed, his body transformed, and his fists became a wind, and he bombarded Ye Qingyan.

"Bum bang!"

Tianshuang's fist came out, and the frost accompanied him. Ye Qingyan's fists condensed into a cold fist cover, which was extremely strong and bone-to-bone cold, which made Ye Qingkud's face slightly change.

Ye Qinghuang's use is Shuiling boxing, Tianshui Royal's secret boxing skills, condensing water spirit into one, and doubles attack power, which can be called an extremely horrible boxing skill!

"Boom!"

Ye Qingyan's figure flashed and traveled around Ye's frivolousness. At the same time, Tianshuang Fist bombarded, and the ice arcane followed closely, which was extremely powerful.

Ye Qing roared wildly, his black hair danced wildly, the snow-white robe flipped over, his fists bombarded out, and his fists broke through the air and shattered the space. It was really shocking.

Ye Qingyan's eyes were cold, his snow-white hair danced crazily, and the ice's spiritual power was added, and his fists were bombarded out, like two cold-cold dragons. He opened his teeth and danced his claws fiercely and domineeringly, and attacked Ye Qing.

"Hmm!"

Ye Qing snorted coldly, and his body flashed like a ghost. At the same time, he waved his fists, and the water spirit fist poured out wildly, turning into an angry lion and pounced on Ye Qingyan.

"Wo!"

Ye Qingyan was too lazy to pester him. His right hand shook in the void, and the Zixiao sword was instantly held in his hand, turned over, and a sword was split out.

The empty sword spirit, sharp, split the water spirit angry lion, straight to the leaf's frivolous throat.

If you take action, you will kill, and there is no mercy. Ye Qingyan's heart is cold. In the face of Ye Qingman, who already wants to kill and vent his anger, he will not leave a hand at all.

"Breaking the Sky Sword!"

Ye Qing shouted violently, and a blue light flashed in his right hand. Ye Qingman's hand instantly had a blue sword surrounded by blue light, which was like a blue crystal carving, which was extremely exquisite. He waved his backhand, and the two sword lights collided, and sparks splashed everywhere.

"Not only can you Ye Xiaoyao use swords, but I Ye Ye is also good at swords!"

Holding a blue sky-breaking sword in his right hand, he pointed diagonally to the surface of the blue wave, looked at Ye Qingyan and sneered.

"There are thousands of people in the world who use swords, but only a small group of people can really use swords well!"

The snow-white hair was scattered behind him, and he looked at the broken sword in Ye's frivolous hand. Ye Qingyan's eyes condensed slightly and sneered.

"I know that Ye Xiaoyao is obsessed with swords and sticks to swords, and is favored by the two strongest kendo, but this does not mean that my Ye's frivolous kendo talent will be inferior to you!"

Ye Qing looked at Ye Qingyan coldly and said lightly, "I, Ye Qingman, have been practicing swords for 16 years now. I am confident that my understanding of swordsmanship is absolutely the best in the young generation, and Ye Xiaoyao is also not good!"

Ye frivolous looks arrogant. He also has an incomprehensible persistence in the sword. After 16 years of sword practice, he will never allow others to despise his sword.

So even if he knew that Ye Qingyan had great talent for kendo, he still drew his sword and did not hesitate to defeat them in the field where his opponents were best at. Watching them lose their souls and even cry in pain, he would have a perverted sense of satisfaction and superiority in his heart.

Ye Qingyan's sword, which he had heard mentioned, said that he was a rare swordsman in a thousand years, and even expected to surpass the six strongest kendo, and even became the emperor with his sword and become the legendary sword emperor!

The Sword Emperor, that is the emperor in the sword, the only emperor!

is also the eternal dream in the hearts of all swordsmen. Countless swordsmen persevered and even dedicated their lives to kendo, in order to be able to seal the emperor with swords and become the glory of the invincible sword emperor!

He is also a swordsman, and Ye is no exception.

Even when he was young, he was criticized by an arithmetic master. If he is not frivolous, he will have great achievements, but the strong enemy is in front of him. How can he not be frivolous?

How happy is it to step on the glory of the enemy and climb to the top of swordsmanship?

At the peak of kendo, there is finally one person who can lead alone**. Ye Qingxin firmly believes that that person is himself and can only be himself!