Chapter 97: 97

An open-air noodle shop 200 meters away from the wudaotai. Today, the noodle shop that used to have poor business is full. These people are familiar with each other or don't know each other, but they don't have any verbal communication, just a bowl of soup and a bowl of noodles, sit still and don't move their chopsticks.

"Bang!!"

Suddenly, in the distant sky, there was a burst of fireworks, which was dazzling and extremely conspicuous under the gray sky.

"The fireworks exploded and gathered."

In the noodle shop, everyone got up.

"Well?"

It was a strange scene. Everyone looked at each other and frowned. Later, they all seemed to think of something. They looked at each other and smiled. Then they dispersed, but they slowly approached the wudaotai.

On the other side, about 200 meters away from the martial arts platform, the same scene is also being staged at a herbal tea stall.

Restaurants, commercial streets

Almost at the same time, within 200 meters of the wudaotai, the big men who seemed to have nothing to do were slowly approaching the wudaotai. At the same time, many people were carrying an object wrapped in black cloth behind them. They didn't know what it was.

After arriving at the Wudao platform, these people did not hesitate at all. They crowded the crowd towards the front of the Wudao platform, ignoring every word of abuse, and did not stop until they occupied the front position.

The city Lord's residence.

A man hurried from a distance, without any hesitation, sat down directly in front of the city master's house, and with a "miso" sound, his long knife was immediately out of its sheath, held back, and the tip of the knife touched the ground, standing in front of him.

In front of the door, four soldiers were shocked.

"Boy, what are you doing..."

However, the soldier shouted angrily, and before the word "what" was spoken, the dark crowd had gathered from all directions in the distance.

A hundred men in the marrow washing state were sitting at the front in an instant.

"Rub it!"

Their long swords came out of their scabbard and stood on their chest without saying a word.

Behind him, 20000 people sat in silence.

With just one breath, the gate of the city Lord's residence is blocked. The people in the city Lord's residence can't get out, and the people outside can't get in, unless -- kill all the 20000 people in front, but who dares? Who has this ability?

"You, what are you doing?"

After one of the four soldiers came to his senses, he looked at the 100 men sitting quietly with horizontal knives and asked. If this had not happened several times before, they would have run away scared.

"Cool off."

In the crowd, one said.

"Cool off?"

The four soldiers stared at each other and were speechless.

Come to the gate of the city Lord's residence to enjoy the cool?

fuck!!

……

On the martial arts platform.

The first battle, who will come.

Ye Fu shouted loudly, five words, and the sound shook all directions.

"I'll do it."

Ye Wang shouted and stepped out.

There was a dead silence around the whole martial arts platform. You could hear the needle drop. Everyone stared at the two people in the center of the martial arts platform.

In the middle of the martial arts platform, Ye Wang and zhaofeipeng stand at each other's eyes. Zhaofeipeng's long Sabre has been scabbard, and he looks at Ye Wang with a sneer.

Yejiayewang, the eighth product of pulp washing.

In terms of accomplishments, Ye Wang is the same as himself. However, in terms of age and combat experience, Ye Wang is a lot worse than himself. Therefore, even if the two men have the same accomplishments, zhaofeipeng doesn't care at all. In his opinion, he is sure to win this battle.

But I don't know that the eight marrow washing products have long been in the past.

Three days ago, Ye Wang was already the third product of Yijin, and now he has reached the fourth product of Yijin, which is only one step away from the fifth product of Yijin. Moreover, Ye Wang's basic strength is 82. Now he has a total strength of 428 kg, which is comparable to the eight and nine grades of ordinary Yi Jin. In terms of strength, he is no worse than the leader of the city master's ten grades of Yi Jin.

More prosperous, Ye Wang's Sabre technique has already been completed.

Zhaofeipeng looked at Ye Wang with a sneer. He was confident that he would win. Ye Wang didn't even look at him.

Who is the fierce wolf and who is the sheep?

"Well?"

Seeing ye Wang ignoring himself, zhaofeipeng immediately frowned.

Then he was furious.

"Zhaofeipeng, take it easy. Today is the day of great joy for the city Lord. The city Lord doesn't want to see blood. Understand." It seemed that he felt zhaofeipeng's anger, and Liu Yong suddenly said.

Zhaofeipeng was stunned.

"Yes, Lord."

Later, he replied respectfully.

Yewang sneered.

"Brush!!"

Zhaofeipeng pointed his long knife at Ye Wang: "boy, let's go. Don't worry, the city Lord said, today I'm very happy, but I don't see any blood."

Ye Wang no longer hesitated. He held the knife in his left hand, grasped the scabbard, and crossed in front of him. With a "miso" sound in his right hand, the long knife came out of its scabbard.

With a flick of his left hand, the scabbard was thrown aside.

"Whew!"

In an instant, Ye Wang stepped out with one step, holding the knife in his right hand. The knife did not move, but he took the lead. With a lunge, Ye Wang appeared in front of zhaofeipeng, raised his right hand long knife, and then sent it to him. With a knife, he cut zhaofeipeng head-on.

Zhaofeipeng hissed and stabbed him across his chest.

'when!'

The blades collided, and the sound of metal fighting rang out.

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A huge force came from the blade.

Zhaofeipeng was shocked and his face changed. His left hand instinctively stepped forward to press the back of the knife. If not, he even doubted that he could not stop Ye Wang's knife.

"Da Da..."

When the blade collided, zhaofeipeng stepped back three steps.

"You -"

He looked up at Ye Wang in silence. Zhaofeipeng was shocked and unbelievable. At this moment, he could clearly feel that the tiger's mouth in his right hand, which was originally holding the knife, was aching. With only one knife collision, Ye Wang's strength was far better than that of him.

"Well?"

In the rear, Liu Yong raised his eyebrows. He immediately looked sideways at Ye Shuang: "what accomplishments does Ye Wang have now?"

"I don't know."

But ye Shuang said softly.

"I don't know?"

Liu Yong's face was distorted and transient.

Ye Shuang and Ye Wang are members of the Ye family at the same time. How could ye Shuang not know what kind of cultivation Ye Wang is? She obviously just doesn't want to say.

"Hum."

Liu Yong snorted coldly and looked at the center of the martial arts platform again.

"Today is a great day. Don't you want to see blood?" A knife forced zhaofeipeng back, but yewang didn't attack immediately, but looked at him and hissed.

Zhaofeipeng was stunned and looked crazy.

After a sabre, how could he not know that his accomplishments were not as good as ye Wang, or even much worse than Ye Wang. Thinking of his previous disdain for Ye Wang, at the moment, zhaofeipeng only felt the burning pain on his cheek.

Suddenly, Ye Wang shook his long knife again, and a sharp drink sounded: "but I want to see blood, and I must see blood."

"Bang!!"

Then ye Wang stepped on the ground with his right foot, raised his knife and shot head-on.

Icy momentum, icy killing.

Like a wolf, like a tiger.

Looking at Ye Wang who attacked again, zhaofeipeng's pupils shrank, holding the knife, and his steps retreated instinctively.

He retreated, yewangjin, even faster.

Zhaofeipeng suddenly stopped and waved a knife.

Ye Wang bullied him and cut off the long knife in zhaofeipeng's hand with his right hand. It was fast, fierce and fierce. It was a knife with a faint sound.

'when!'

Between them, long knives collided.

The blade vibrated and a huge force came from the blade. Zhaofeipeng felt a sharp pain in his life. He instinctively released his hand holding the blade.

'ding '

With a crisp sound, zhaofeipeng fell to the ground with his long knife.

"Da Da..."

His body is a staggering, a few steps back, lost a short-term balance.

Ye Wang took back his knife.

"Bang!!"

He took another step and cut out the long knife in his hand, directly attacking zhaofeipeng in front of him. His speed was even faster.

Zhaofeipeng was startled and his pupils shrank.

He wanted to hide, but he couldn't.

"Poof!!"

Ye Wang cut off directly and fell on zhaofeipeng's neck. The sharp blade broke through the flesh and blood, and the red blood of the blade shot out.

"Bang!!"

Zhaofeipeng fell to the ground and was no longer alive.

One knife, second kill.

In an instant, there was a dead silence around the martial arts platform. Everyone stared at Ye Wang standing on the martial arts platform with a knife, and then at zhaofeipeng lying on the ground, motionless. Everyone's breathing became unusually fast, and even suffocated.

Two knives?

Zhaofeipeng, a martial artist who washes marrow and eight grades, only holds two knives in Ye Wang's hands. Moreover, Ye Wang's Sabre was too fast just now. Except for a few people present, others did not even understand what was going on.

On the side of the city Lord's residence, Liu Yong drew a corner of his mouth.

Today is a great day. You don't want to see blood, but I want to see blood, and I must see blood. Yewang's previous words rang out in his mind, making Liu Yong's face instantly ugly and even ferocious.

This is a slap in the face, but also a provocation.

Feeling Liu Yong's anger, ye Shuang was shocked and looked at Ye Wang on the martial arts platform with a dignified and complex look.

Behind him, twohundred city guard soldiers were numb.

The Ye camp saw that ye Wang killed zhaofeipeng with a knife. They just smiled calmly without much emotion fluctuation.

'brush!'

On the martial arts platform, Ye Wang took back his knife and stood on his side, pointing to the ground‘ With a 'tick' sound, the red blood rolled down from the tip of the knife and dropped on the martial arts platform, splashing small blood sprays.

There was a dead silence.

"Bang!!"

Ye Wang kicked zhaofeipeng's body again. In a flash, zhaofeipeng's body flew backward and fell to the ground several meters away. He rolled for several times until Liu Yong stopped.

Liu Yong's mouth twitched and he was furious.

Ye Wang raised his head, looked directly at the camp of the city Lord's residence with a cold face and deep eyes, looked directly at Liu Yong, and raised his long knife in his hand: "next!!"

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