Chapter 781: 781 I'm Very Strong When I'm Sad

   Chapter 781 Chapter 781 I'm so bad when I'm sad

   "Wait!" At this moment, Patriarch's voice sounded again, so surprised, so disappointed, and so low.

  The subconsciously looked towards the stage, and immediately, he was stunned.

  On the competition stage, Ye Wuse also shot. His sword is not fast, and it does not seem to give people the slightest sense of mystery. It is so simple, it is like an ordinary person who has no cultivation skills and can not use a sword to stab it with a sword, but it is so accurate. , Every sword accurately pierced into the cold star blizzard transformed by Yi Jianmang.

  Sword star cold light bursts quietly like soap bubbles, turning into illusion, and it is so easy and subtle that many low-grade soul sages can’t match the sword skills, so Ye Wuse easily dissolves it.

   "Impossible, impossible!" Not only did Cheng Zhiyi still swing the sword in his hand, but his face no longer had the previous confidence, he muttered to himself like a ghost.

This set of his sword skills is called Qingxue Jinglei Sword, and it was also taught by Su Muyun. According to theory, it is impossible to comprehend his current cultivation base, but Su Muyun used secret methods to forcibly enhance his divine consciousness. It was hard to comprehend.

  He had tried tricks with Chen Xin and others. Unless he relied on the suppression of his strength, it would be difficult for Lu Qinghong to receive his Qingxue Thunder Sword.

If Ye Wu-Se’s strength is far superior to him, it’s not surprising that this happens, but the problem is that he and Ye Wu-Se’s cultivation base are both the eighth rank of the magic sage, Ye Wu-Se’s sword power, regardless of speed or The power is far inferior to him, and even gives him a sense of weakness, but why is his mysterious and infinite sword skills useless in front of him?

   "Let's admit defeat, it will make you a better loser." Ye Wuse waved a sword with one hand and wiped his eyes with the other, and said with a sad expression on his face.

   "No, I will not lose, I will never lose to you." Cheng Zhiyi roared and poured all the holy energy into the long sword.

  Countless swords and shadows and cold stars, like Qingxue, like lightning, poured down towards Ye Wushi.

"It's so touching, it's so cruel, who wrote it, stand up for me, and I promise not to kill you!" Ye Wu-Se also cried out sadly, swiftly waving the long sword in his hand, two rows of tears, at the same time His eyes popped out, but his eyes became brighter, as if he could see through all the illusions in the world, and see through all things in the world.

  At a moment, everyone has a feeling: the whole world is melted in Ye Wu-se's sadness, or in other words, in his extreme sadness, the whole person is melted into all things in the world. That seemingly simple sword, therefore, is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, returning to the basics, and the kendo is natural!

  It turned out that what he said was actually true, the more sad, the worse!

  Thousands of changes in one sword! I saw the sword shadow and cold star like light snow and lightning, like snowflakes under the scorching sun, melting quietly, turning into a hazy phantom, covering the two figures.

  Under the stage, everyone held their breath and looked nervously at the two indistinguishable figures in the hazy phantom.

   "Chuck!" With the crisp sound of the long sword landing, the phantom dissipated, and the two figures came into view clearly.

I saw Chengzhi standing still in a daze, his face was gray, the long sword in his hand had fallen to the ground, and the other long sword was touching the heart of his heart, and he only needs to send it gently. Can take his life.

  "Now, you should believe what I said, when I was sad, it was really amazing." Ye Wu-Se said slowly.

  (End of this chapter)