Chapter 37 Golden Sword

At this moment, Ye 23 smiled and smiled from the bottom of his heart. His heart was empty and he didn't have to think about anything. This time, he really wanted to fight, not only for his friends but also for himself. He had no pursuit of fame and fortune, and there was no conspiracy or tricks in his heart. He just wanted to fight with his friends.

The rain in the sky seems to be bigger, and the strange thing is that the wind has stopped.

The Zhenyuan in Ye 23's body rushed to the nameless sword. The originally dark sword body actually showed a silky light, and the silky light reflected on Ye 23's face, which looked a little strange.

Around the nameless sword, there was a trace of wind. The wind was slowly distinguishable by the naked eye. Several small whirlwinds surrounded the nameless sword and rotated rapidly, as if to pull the sword into the air.

When everyone saw such a momentum, they no longer looked at Ye 23 with ridicule. Instead, they were surprised or surprised. For a moment, there was no sound at the stage. Everyone looked at the sword, as if it had washed away all the dirt of Ye 23.

"It seems that I still underestimate him!" Ye Jin on the stand shook his head and said in a low voice.

There was a little blush on the face of the head of the Ye family, which seemed to be caused by excitement, but no one knew why.

When the owner of the Jun family saw this scene, his two deep eyes seemed to narrow and said something in a low voice, but no one heard it.

Ye Fan felt that the pressure from Ye 23 was getting heavier and heavier. He was not surprised, but showed excitement on his face.

With a single palm seal, a green light faintly appeared in his hand, and in an instant, a loud roar resounded in everyone's ears.

A huge leopard appeared in front of everyone.

"It's a third-level monster wind leopard!" Someone shouted under the stage.

Ye Fan's sword also lit up, and a hot white light flew out of the sword. At this time, the wind roared, and a gust of wind blew the hot white light. The white light rushed into the air, and the white light roared low in the air. Although the call was not loud, it had a shocking feeling.

"It's the golden black sword, but it's actually the golden black sword!" The head of the Bai family's eyes flashed brightly, staring at the sword in Ye Fan's hand, but his heart seemed to be overturned.

"It's incredible that the legendary golden black sword appeared on a boy in the Ye family!" He turned his head and looked at the owner of the Ye family and saw that his face was full of surprise. It seemed that he did not know anything about it.

The golden sword, which is said to be able to summon the three-legged golden sword, has the ability to break the sky and the earth. It is unpredictable and is one of the famous swords in the world.

Legend has it that only people of Zichuan's blood can control this sword.

The wry smile of the owner of the Jun family hung on his face and thought to him, "The Ye family, it seems that the Ye family is going to have a great character! Together with Ye 23 and the two people behind him, it seems that my family wants to..." I sighed unconsciously.

"It seems that we have to go back and ask the ancestors!"

Ye Jin held the sword in his hand and slowly closed his eyes. A man appeared in front of him, a strange-looking man. The white dress seemed to be a little shabby, and the sunny smile appeared in front of him again.

"Go, take this sword and write your legend!" This was the last thing the man in white said to him, and Ye Jin held the sword in his hand tightly.

"Ancestors, I won't let you down!"

Ye Fan shouted in a low voice and suddenly opened his eyes. Two electric rays seemed to shoot out of his eyes. His clothes stopped swinging at this moment and stopped in the air.

And the dazzling white light in the air seems to transform into a three-legged bird. Although the appearance is not clear, the general outline has come out, which is obvious at a glance.

"Jinwu roaring sky!" A low roar came from Ye Jin's mouth.

The white light in the air seemed to feel the owner's heart, and the low song appeared again. With the wave of a sword, the white bird also rushed over.

Ye 23 also waved out, and a faint green light flew out of the sword, neither dazzling nor grand. It seemed to be just a faint light.

In an instant, the white light and the blue light met together. At this moment, everyone closed their eyes.

The dazzling light burst out from the middle of the platform, and even the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of white light. On the surrounding stage, all the martial arts competition seemed to stop and look at here in a daze.

The three-legged golden black collides fiercely with the blue light in front of him. The white light surrounds the blue light, and the blue light is wrapped around the white light, which seems to be inseparable.

A loud "boom" burst out in the field.

A wave spread, and the clothes of the people under the stage were blown, and the people approaching seemed to be submerged by the sea, full of rain.

The moment the air wave dispersed, it seemed to blow away the heavy rain, preventing it from entering its own territory and blowing on others.

After the wave, everyone looked on the stage.

A straight gutter appeared in front of them, and a large amount of gravel piled up on both sides. In the middle, a huge stone pit about one foot deep was still rolling dust, as if everyone was telling the power of the two swords.

In the sky, huge thunder rolled, and dark clouds seemed to press over everyone's heads, as if they had come to the night. Huge lightnings swam through the clouds, but gave such a trace of light. It seemed that God also wanted to see these two extraordinary young people.

There was a wisp of blood hanging on Ye 23's mouth, like a string of beads sliding down from his mouth. There were more than a dozen sword marks engraved on his body. The blood was mixed with mud, and his face was pale. The sword in his hand fell to the ground, lost its light, restored its dark face, and the heavy rain kept washing it.

Ye Fan's face was also pale, with small openings everywhere, with blood from his mouth. The hairband behind him was broken at some point. His long black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and countless broken hairs fell around him, but the sword in his hand was still in his hand, although it looked a little heavy and heavy. Even Ye Fan's hand trembled slightly.

There was silence under the stage. Except for the sound of wind and rain, at this moment, the sound of wind and rain seemed to have subsided.

Is this a fight with people like them? Everyone is asking themselves.

No, absolutely not. How can some of them have such an amazing ability? How can that blow break through the earth and wipe out the sky? How can people like them have?

"O, O, O" didn't know who shouted first, and everyone shouted.

"Man in black, come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

"What a hero in black, how can he be Ye 23's opponent!"

"What are you talking about? That's my idol. If you slander him again, don't blame me for being rude!"

"What can you do if you're welcome!"

The sound of "ping-pong" under the stage kept ringing.

Ye 23 couldn't hear anything. He fell down with a satisfied smile.

"I still lost!" At this moment, he actually thought of this problem.

What he didn't know was that at the moment he fell to the ground, Ye Fan opposite also fell down, and even the leopard disappeared.