black market.
Ye Gucheng swung his sword, and the sharp and cold sword energy swept out. The two black market masters were first struck by the sword energy on their necks and fell to the ground in disbelief.
Jin Pixiu looked at Ye Gucheng's sword and the sword wounds on the two people's necks, with a flash of light in his eyes, "So it's you!"
"You are the one who killed the people from the West tonight, right? Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill the people in my black market?"
Ye Gucheng looked at Jin Pixiu and said calmly, "If you want to kill me, then show your skills!"
Wu Ling snorted coldly when he heard this, "That's such a big statement. Since you want to seek death, I will grant you your wish!"
He shouted violently, his movements were like lightning, and his hands full of gang energy struck Ye Gucheng.
"What a speed!"
Ye Gucheng's eyes sank, and the Feihong Sword thrust out, and the sharp sword energy met the palm with the sound of sword whistling.
"clang…"
The tip of the sword pierced the palm of his hand, making the sound of a golden sword, and a powerful force came from him, making him take two steps back.
A look of disdain appeared on Wu Ling's face. A Yang Shen realm dared to come to their black market to kill people. He was simply looking for death.
With a step of his foot, the bluestone exploded instantly. He waved his palms with heavy shadows, and the fierce palm power enveloped Ye Gucheng.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
The sword energy and palm power collided, and the powerful energy exploded the stone slabs, tiles flew horizontally, and the door turned into sawdust and exploded.
The figures of the two were as fast as lightning, their spirits were stirring, and their aura was sweeping across them.
Wu Ling's face gradually turned gloomy. He was a master of the Guizhen Realm, but he couldn't win a Yang Shen Realm, which made him feel his face burning.
What's more, the big shopkeeper was watching from the side, which made him extremely angry.
"Great Heavenly Palm!"
He shouted violently and slapped Ye Gucheng with a terrifying force, as if he was going to beat him into a pulp.
His expression turned cold, and he thrust out his long sword, seven illusory sword shadows carrying fierce murderous intent.
"boom…"
Both of them took a few steps back. Wu Ling looked at Ye Gucheng in disbelief, "Phantom Seven Killing Sword, you are from the Sword Sect!"
Jin Pixiu narrowed his eyes when he looked at Ye Gucheng. Although the Phantom Seven Killing Sword is not the most powerful swordsmanship in the Sword Sect, it is also a top martial arts skill and has a good reputation in the world.
This person knows the Phantom Seven Killing Sword and is probably from the Sword Sect, but why the Sword Sect wants to attack their black market is something he can't figure out.
After all, Jian Zong's strength is not weak, and it is impossible for anyone to secretly learn the Phantom Seven Killing Sword. In his opinion, this is impossible, and Jian Zong will not allow such a thing to happen.
Something strange happened tonight!
Ye Gucheng did not answer him. The sword intention on his body surged, and seven killing swords emerged. As the long sword danced in his hand, the seven killing swords used different moves to attack Wu Ling.
"Phantom Seven Kills! You are indeed a member of the Sword Sect!"
His eyes were cold and stern. Is this sword sect crazy? He even found trouble in their black market!
"Tenra Hands!"
A powerful wave emitted from his palm, and he hit the Phantom Seven Killing Sword with one palm.
"boom!"
Ye Gucheng's figure flew out, spinning, and the long sword stabbed towards his chest as fast as lightning.
"Yanlong Gangqi!"
A fiery red aura enveloped his figure, and the dragon-shaped shadow swam around, making a roaring sound.
"boom!"
Ye Gucheng's long sword pierced the Gang Qi, and the sword Qi was instantly shattered by the Yanlong Gang Qi. The hot Gang Qi entered Ye Gucheng's arm along the long sword.
A sneer appeared on Wu Ling's face, the flame dragon energy gathered in his palm, and a fire dragon roared out, hitting Ye Gucheng.
"cut!"
His expression changed slightly, the sharp sword light slashed down, and the sword intention was mighty.
"Boom..."
The sword energy dissipated and the fire dragon exploded into pieces. The two of them were shaken backwards by the powerful force, leaving a deep ravine on the ground.
"hateful!"
Wu Ling saw an angry look on Ye Gucheng's face. He didn't expect Ye Gucheng to be so difficult to deal with.
Especially the sharp and pure sword intent was so powerful that it gave him a headache. When did the Sword Sect produce such a master?
Jin Pixiu looked at Ye Gucheng, a glint flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile, "You are quite capable. Are you interested in joining our black market?"
This person's swordsmanship talent is extremely high. He can compete with Wu Ling of the Guizhen Realm with his Yangshen Realm strength. He will definitely become a top master in the future.
If they join the black market, they will have another master.
Ye Gucheng looked at Jin Pixiu and said lightly, "Not interested!"
"Ignorant of good and evil!"
Just as Wu Ling was about to take action, Jin Pixiu stopped him, looked at Ye Gucheng and said, "Tonight you killed our people in the black market. Although Jian Zong is powerful, we must give an explanation. As long as you join, I will forget the blame!" "
Hearing this, Ye Gucheng's face showed a look of ridicule, "The black market is really not that good. Although it has a great reputation, the masters are somewhat unworthy of their reputation!"
When Wu Ling heard Ye Gucheng's words, he couldn't help but became furious. This was saying that he was not worthy of his name.
"Big shopkeeper, let me take him down!"
Jin Pixiu's face also became a little gloomy, and he said coldly, "In this case, just go and die!"
The divine will on his body exploded, and an invisible and powerful pressure enveloped Ye Gucheng. The powerful force instantly made him feel like he was weighing a thousand pounds and unable to move.
Jin Pixiu shook his head slightly, flicked his finger, and a sharp finger shot out, hitting Ye Gucheng's heart.
The sword energy on his body roared, but the sword energy could not shake Jin Pixiu's spiritual thoughts.
"boom!"
Lingchu's figure appeared in front of Ye Gucheng, his fingers spread out, and the force of his fingers hit his palm, shattering it instantly.
The divine will that enveloped Ye Gucheng also collapsed instantly.
"It's him!"
Jin Pixiu felt Lingchu's aura, and his pupils shrank. He actually came out of the palace alive. The people in the Dragon Protection Pavilion were all a bunch of losers.
There are so many people that no one can be left alive!
Lingchu looked at Jin Pixiu and said calmly, "You want to kill my people?"
Jin Pixiu looked at Ling Chu and said in a deep voice, "He killed my people!"
Lingchu had a look of disdain on his face when he heard this, "Your people deserve to die, but you can't touch my people!"
"That's such a big statement. Do you know this is a black market? Do you want to die?"
Wu Ling looked at Lingchu coldly and shouted sharply.
"Snapped!"
His body flew out one after another, and the crisp slap echoed in the night.
Lingchu retracted his palm, took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and said calmly, "If you don't have the strength, don't interrupt. I'm just giving you a lesson by destroying your martial arts. If you dare to be rude again, I will kill you!"
"Be bold!"
Jin Pixiu's eyes were extremely cold and stern, and he exuded a powerful aura. A strong murderous intention enveloped Lingchu, pressing towards him like a huge wave.
"Another Shattering Void Realm!"
He snorted coldly, their breaths collided, and a huge tornado emerged between the two, with traces of thunder and lightning moving away.
Ye Gucheng's face showed a solemn look, and his figure quickly retreated. Wu Ling was blown away by the breath, and the energy swept through him, tearing him to pieces.
The stumps and broken arms were scattered, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.
