The master goes down the mountain, my senior sister spoils me too much

Everyone present was staring at the battle between Ye Beichen and Dragon Soul!

There were obviously thousands of pairs of eyes on the scene, but it was eerily quiet!

Everyone can't wait to stop breathing.

The red-nosed old man shouted angrily: "Impossible, even if this kid can make the second sword, what about the third sword?"

In Ye Beichen's mind, the voice of Qiankun Town Prison Tower sounded: "Boy, come on!"

"The power of the dragon soul is rapidly declining!"

"You have almost consumed all the power it has condensed after absorbing the blood. If you work harder, you will be able to take it down!"

"it is good!"

Ye Beichen was excited.

Raise your hand and cut out the third sword!

laugh--!

Sword Qi strikes, like a comet penetrating the atmosphere!

It fell fiercely on the phantom of the dragon soul.

"Ow—!"

With a painful whine, the phantom of the dragon soul quickly backed away!

What the hell!

The eyeballs of the martial arts practitioners present will be shocked!

The fourth sword!

Ye Beichen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the Dragon Soul retreated steadily!

The fifth sword!

The sixth sword!

……

Ninth sword!

The tenth sword!

When the tenth sword fell, Dragon Soul Phantom no longer dared to confront Ye Beichen head-on, it kept dodging!

In the end, Dragon Soul Phantom lay dying on the ground.

In the dead silence, an old and shocking voice sounded!

"Ten swords, ten swords!"

"This kid can actually slash ten times with sword energy that can threaten the realm of the gods!"

"My son, horror!"

Everyone's heart trembled, and they all looked at an old man in the crowd!

"who is this?"

"It's Senior Ye Wushuang, he's still alive?"

An old man took a deep look at Ye Wushuang: "He must be fifteen thousand years old!"

Everyone gasped: "Hiss! An old monster who lived fifteen thousand years?"

At the same time, everyone seemed to think of something!

He looked up at Ye Beichen in shock!

Such a terrifying big shot like Ye Wushuang actually commented on Ye Beichen with the word 'terror'!

It is conceivable that Ye Beichen's performance is against the sky!

Tan Taichen's eyes were terrified: "Sister Lin, this kid is really a monster!"

"This is Dragon Soul, he can actually fight Dragon Soul?"

Tantai Lin's beautiful eyes shrank, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

My heart was also shocked to the extreme: 'Damn it, did I miss it?What kind of monster is this kid? '

The young man beside Yu Shuxian stared at Ye Beichen's back, his eyes were bloodshot: "Mother, did you see it?"

"The sword in this kid's hand is definitely not a mortal thing!"

"It's time for me to act, otherwise the Dragon Soul will be defeated by him, and the others will have no chance!"

Yu Shuxian showed a calm smile: "Yonger, calm down."

"Wait for the opportunity, this sword is yours, and the dragon soul is also yours."

calm!

confidence!

As if all this was taken for granted.

Jiang Jianyong hesitated for a few seconds and then nodded: "Okay!"

now.

Ye Beichen's face turned pale, and he almost collapsed.

The true essence in the body is almost exhausted!

In order to defeat Dragon Soul Phantom, he also paid a huge price!

He took out a handful of pills, sat cross-legged, and swallowed them all in one gulp.

With a loud bang of 'Dang', the Broken Dragon Sword fell aside.

"Is Ye Beichen overdrawn?"

Everyone present was taken aback.

"Slashing ten swords in a row can threaten the sword energy of the God Master Realm. If it is not overdrawn, it will be too abnormal!" Ye Wushuang shook his head.

The expressions of the rest of the people changed, and each had their own ghosts.

At this moment, Yu Shuxian made a sudden move, and she exploded at full speed!

He came behind Ye Beichen in one step, raised his hand and slapped him!

"You!!! Presumptuous!"

The little poison fairy was furious.

Yu Shuxian sneered: "You are presumptuous, get out!"

With a slap, the little poison fairy who hadn't recovered was sent flying, and the newly recovered injury was aggravated by three points!

"Senior Sister Poison Immortal!"

Ye Beichen roared inwardly!

About to do it.

A force erupted from the Qiankun Town Prison Tower and suppressed it: "Boy, you are crazy!"

"Your real essence has been completely overdrawn, if you do it again, you will be destroyed directly!"

"Third Senior Sister!"

The Queen of Hearts, Lu Xueqi, Wang Ruyan, Jiang Ziji, and Zhou Luoli all rushed forward almost at the same time.

Yu Shuxian smiled arrogantly.

A powerful aura erupted from his body, causing the girls to vomit blood: "The dragon soul belongs to my son, no one is allowed to come near it!"

"You are not bad looking, from today on, be my son's bed warmer girl!"

"Yong'er, Dragon Soul, it's yours now."

Jiang Jianyong's face flushed with excitement, and he kept nodding: "Okay, mother."

He couldn't wait to step out and came to his mother.

The two walked towards the Dragon Soul.

Om-!

Among the crowd, a dozen old men with terrifying auras were ready to attack together.

Yu Shuxian focused her eyes and scanned the dozen or so old men.

A faintly prominent sentence: "The sword of the dragon is here, and this sword is like the sword god of the Jianjiang family himself!"

"You guys, are you sure you want to make a move?"

when!

A golden light flickered, and in Yu Shuxian's hand was a divine sword carved with nine golden dragons!

The old eyes of the dozen or so old men shrank and stopped in place, staring at the Shenlong Sword!

At the same time, a terrifying figure appeared in my mind!

This person, the sword god of the Jiang family, was their nightmare for the rest of their lives!

Don't dare to take another step forward!

"Oh my God……"

"The Jiang family? The head of the nine ancient families, the Jiang family!!!"

Thousands of martial arts practitioners fell to their knees, their teeth chattering.

Feeling the coercion of the Dragon Sword, I didn't even dare to raise my head!

The whole place was dead silent!

"Jiang Family!"

Tan Tailin lowered her proud head.

Even if Du Bing believed in Ye Beichen again, he was in despair at the moment!

Even Ye Wushuang, who lived fifteen thousand years, was silent!

In a word, a sword!

It actually stopped more than a dozen god masters!

The crowd lost their voices!

Yu Shuxian was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and smiled slightly: "Yong'er, I'll leave the rest to you."

"This sword was given to you by the ancestor!"

Raise your hand and throw the Dragon Sword over there!

Everyone present was shocked!

Jiang Jianyong is still so young, the sword god of the Jiang family actually passed the Shenlong Sword to him?

Zhou Dingfeng's eyes froze: "If that's the case, it is indeed the best choice for Luo Li to marry him!" '

Thinking of this, Zhou Dingfeng already had the answer in his heart.

"it is good!"

Jiang Jianyong enjoyed everyone's shocked gazes.

In the spotlight!

Step by step towards the weak dragon soul!

Ye Beichen still sat where he was, with his eyes closed without any reaction.

He was suppressed by the Qiankun Town Prison Tower, waiting to recover his true energy!

When passing by Ye Beichen.

Jiang Jianyong glanced at him, then smiled lightly and said, "Boy, you're smart."

"Your talent is good, if I subdue the dragon soul, it will be your first achievement!"

After the words fell, one step came to the phantom of the Dragon Soul: "Dragon Soul, I know your time is running out!"

"Now you have two choices!"

"First, surrender to me, Jiang Jianyong, and become the sword spirit of the Dragon Sword!"

"Second, fly ashes are annihilated, and you will never be reborn forever!"

this moment.

Jiang Jianyong is like the protagonist in this world!

next second.

Something that no one expected happened.

Dragon Soul Xuying actually uttered human words, and smiled coldly: "Want to subdue me? You deserve it too!!!"

"roll!!!"

Boom-!

A tsunami-like air wave exploded, hitting Jiang Jianyong, who was pale with fright.

Ow!

A golden light bloomed from the Dragon Sword, covering Jiang Jianyong.

puff--!

Even so, Jiang Jianyong still spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out backwards.

Yu Shuxian turned pale with shock: "Yonger!"

Whoosh!

At the same time, the phantom of the dragon soul rose directly into the sky.

A majestic voice came at the same time: "In the whole world, there is only one person who can be my master!"

"That's him!"