The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

Ye Wuchen considers himself a good-tempered person, but can this be tolerated?

The other party came to the door directly provocatively, I can bear it!

Feeling unbearable, Ye Wuchen sneered immediately, then rolled up his sleeves, and went to the ring with Qin in his arms, "Are you afraid of your defeated opponent?"

The words "defeated general" obviously angered the young man of the Yaozu.

His originally unkind face turned darker and fiercer now, "Last time was just your luck! This time, I will definitely beat you to your knees begging for mercy."

Ye Wushen heard the words, and immediately sneered, "Excuses!"

"I didn't expect you to be a person who can't afford to lose." He said, and then said provocatively to the monster youth, "If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you twice!"

"dream!"

The young man from the monster clan had a pale face, and the veins on the back of his broad hands holding the double hammers were bulging angrily. He stared at Ye Wuchen who was standing on the ring holding the piano, and kicked his feet hard on the ground.

Immediately, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

The ring trembled three times.

His whole body was as imposing as a mountain, holding the double hammers tightly in both hands, and charged towards Ye Wuchen like an angry bull.

Seeing this, Ye Wushen looked calm, and he sneered.

Both hands quickly plucked the Fuxiqin in front of him for a while, and the sound of the piano turned into a green halo, covering him.

He added a buff to himself to increase attack and defense.

Then he quickly pulled out a sword from his sleeve, and he held the sword behind his back, blocking it forward.

Keng——

one sound.

The crisp and cold sound of weapons colliding.

Ye Wuchen's sword blocked the double hammers thrown at him by the Yaozu youth head-on.

He raised his head and looked at the Yaozu youth in front of him with cold eyes, a cold and slightly pleasant smile appeared on his handsome and clear face.

In an instant.

Demonic, murderous, and wanton evil.

He pushed forward with the hand holding the sword, unexpectedly, forcefully pushed the tall, rough and muscular young man of the Yaozu back.

forced him back.

In an instant, the distance between him and the Yaozu youth was opened.

Ye Wushen held the sword in one hand, took advantage of the situation to pursue, his wrist was shaking constantly, the long sword was like a swimming dragon, and he followed the young man of the Yaozu closely, stabbing obliquely, killing horizontally, slashing upwards, and slashing straight——

Dao Dao Jian Guang, such as Ling Lie cold light.

……

……

His offensive is like a storm, without stopping, without the slightest stagnation, and does not give the enemy the slightest chance to breathe.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

The young man of the Yaozu, unable to react for a moment, was actually pressed and beaten by him.

Retreat steadily.

"The defeat has been revealed, and the human race kid is going to win."

The group of Yaozu youths who were paying attention to Ye Wuchen under the ring stared at Ye Wuchen who was aggressive and unstoppable on the stage, and said in a sigh, "The third young master really lost."

"I'm afraid I'm going to be hit with a psychological shadow."

"Third Young Master's attributes have been restrained. Third Young Master focuses on strength, with speed and agility as his weak points. Who knows that kid is so fast. Third Young Master is completely restrained by him, unable to display his strength. In other words, Me, definitely not."

"...You can do it, then you go."

"Go up!"

"..."

"..."

3 minutes.

The battle between Ye Wushen and that Yaozu youth was over in 3 minutes.

A sword pierced the Yaozu youth's life gate, and the tip of the sword touched his throat. Ye Wu stood in front of the Yaozu youth, sneered, and said: "As I said, I am defeated."

"I won't give you a chance to come back!"

"Are you satisfied?"

The young man of the Yaozu who was pointed at his throat by the sharp sword tip, and his life was completely broken, was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his expression was slumped.

He stared at the cold and handsome young man in front of him, his lips moved.

"Don't you fucking play the piano!"

He yelled in a broken tone.

Why are you so skilled at cutting people with a sword!

Hearing this, Ye Wuchen looked surprised, looked at him, and said, "Is there any conflict between playing the piano and using the sword?"

"Who stipulated that playing the harp cannot use the sword?"

Hearing the words, the young man of the Yaozu stared at him for a long time with heavy eyes, his face full of aggrieved, he choked out a sentence, "Despicable!"

"fraud!"

"Shameless!"

"I lost." He said with a slumped face, the proud head that was as high as a rooster was lowered, and the whole person seemed to have been hit by some major blow, turned around in mourning, and walked down with heavy steps out of the arena.

big liar!

What about Qin Xiu, who was weak and not good at fighting?

You are paralyzed.

If you can fight so well, why don't you practice swordsmanship!

-

When the Yaozu youth came down from the ring, he received countless sympathies.

They patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and said, "Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs. Your failure is meaningful. It reminds us not to be careless!"

"Yes, we will avenge you, and even win back your share. Your sacrifice is not meaningless!"

"Don't be discouraged. If you fail a few times, you will get used to it. Speaking of which, this is not the first time for you. You should be used to it, right?"

"..."

"..."

A young man from the Monster Race, "..."

Hearing the schadenfreude of this group of companions, he suddenly became irritable and wanted to hit someone.

With a gloomy tone, he stared at them and snorted coldly, "That kid is not simple, it's not that easy to win."

Hearing this, this group of young talents from the Yaozu burst into laughter and said, "Don't worry, we will avenge you."

"Wait!"

The group of monster races were gearing up, their pupils changed color with excitement, staring at the young man on the ring like a beast staring at its favorite prey.

Seemingly feeling something, Ye Wu turned her head back.

Looking down the arena, he saw the group of monsters staring at him with excited eyes, like beast pupils, cold and full of excitement and killing intent.

The corners of his lips curled up immediately, and an excited smile full of murderous intent and evil appeared on that handsome, innocent-looking face.

Next-

Not suitable for children.

"One."

"two."

"Three."

"...

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"Ten."

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"twenty."

"..."

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"thirty."

"31."

"32..."

……

……

"Is that a human!"

"Is that really a person?"

I don't know when it started, Ye Wushen's arena is already full of people.

Countless human cultivators and monster races were attracted to them, and they stood around the arena, staring at the arena with horrified and shocking eyes. Surrounded by murderous aura, the young man holding a sword and playing the piano was full of coldness and hostility.

"He's almost like..."

"It's like the undefeated god of war, unable to be defeated."

"No, it's not so much a god, it's better to say it's a demon, it's scary, it's scary!"

"It will be killed."

"...will be killed by him."

Fu Xiqin was hanging in front of him, Ye Wuchen was holding a sword in his right hand, his expression was cold, his brows were full of hostility, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and he stood under the ring.

And at his feet, countless monster races fell.

Those demon clans that he hit were piled up at his feet like corpses.

And he stepped on the corpses of all the defeated, full of hostility and murderous aura, as if he was an invincible big devil.

"Next……"

"Who?"

He raised his head, swept his eyebrows down the ring, and said in a cold voice.

"..."

"..."

For a while, the audience was silent.

The people below, the group of monsters, unexpectedly no one made a sound.

-

And at this moment, in the forbidden area of ​​the demon capital Dongfang.

Inside a cave.

The sky above this cave is densely packed with formations and restrictions.

It's like a huge cage.

Inside the cave.

The wide floppy top.

A young man with green hair scattered around his waist seemed to have sensed something. He raised his head, revealing a handsome and amazing face. His eyes seemed to pass through the wall above his head, and the prohibition and formation in the sky, and saw the distant far away.

"It seems to be very lively outside."

He spoke, his voice was slow and slightly hoarse, but it was very pleasant, like some kind of ancient melody.

"Any event today?" he asked.

Outside the cave.

The place where the young man was held was called Outside the Cage.

A white-clothed demon youth appeared, and he glanced at the blue-haired demon inside, his eyes full of fear.

After not hearing his answer for a long time, the green-haired monster in the cage suddenly turned his head, staring at him with a pair of red-gold eyes.

The moment his eyes locked on, the Yaozu in white felt trembling from all the pores of his body.

A chill and fear rose from the bottom of my heart.

It was as if he was being targeted by some terrifying ancient wild beast.

There is no resistance.

Or--

Completely lost the power to resist and resist.

This is……

The power of the ancient monster?

The young man in white bowed his head respectfully, and replied: "Today, in the city, our clan and the nine major sects of the human race will jointly hold the competition."

"Human race?" The green-haired monster race raised an eyebrow when he heard the words, then as if thinking of something, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled wickedly for a moment, and said in a playful tone, "They still dare to come."

"That's a lot of guts."

"Forget it." He said, "I'm tired of staying in this place, I haven't moved for a long time, my whole body is uncomfortable, and my bones are going to rust."

"It's just right, go out and exercise your muscles."

Hearing this, the expression of the white-clothed demon clan guarding outside the cage suddenly changed drastically.

He raised his head abruptly, looking forward.

But it was too late.

only hear-

"boom--"

sound.

The prohibition and formation that suppressed this cage were broken.

That blue-haired monster turned into a blue light and soared into the sky.

Quickly disappeared in place.

Looking at the direction in which the blue light flew, it seemed to be the place where the group arena was held.

And this would--

Ye Wushen is hanging and beating a group of monsters, and it's cool to hang and beat!

-

"No, the demon saint has escaped!"

The young man in white felt bad, then quickly turned around and ran towards the demon temple, "You must report to Your Majesty."

Hope to make it in time.