Genius Daddy in the City

"What? Broken Sword!"

Hear the words of the old man in gray.

Even Xue Feng and Huang Hufa could not help but be surprised.

For sword cultivators.

The sword is the natal thing, the second life.

That's why in the world of sword cultivators, there is a saying that when the sword is with the person, the person will be with the sword.

Ye Wushuang shattered his sword at this moment.

Obviously he wanted to stop the three of them desperately to buy time for Su Yuhan and his party to escape.

Ye Wushuang closed his eyes, his temperament as aloof as ever.

It's just that the aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and the sword energy is whirling around him like a drizzle.

Raised, a sword intent spread out from his body.

The sword intention is mixed with persistence and unyielding, but more importantly, determination.

"Boy, are you crazy? You will die if you do this!" Bai Hongyu shouted in awe as his scalp went numb.

Ye Wushuang's strength is about the same as him. If it's one-on-one, the five people present today may not be able to kill him, and he can run away in time.

But what Bai Hongyu didn't expect was.

Not only did Ye Wushuang not run away, but in order to keep them, he even had the mentality that he would rather be in pieces than in ruins.

The consequences of fighting to the death and breaking the sword may not kill them!

But it can definitely seriously injure them!

"die?"

Ye Wushuang looked determined and murmured to himself.

"I, Wushuang, have been following my eldest brother since I was a child. I have long regarded him as everything to me. What my eldest brother wants to protect is what I, Wushuang, want to protect!"

"If Wushuang's sacrifice can be valuable, so what if it means death?"

"My weapon spirit does not exist in death or immortality!"

"The way of the sword will live with me forever!"

"not good!"

"Stop him quickly!"

Protector Huang's expression, which had always been Gu Jing Wubo, finally changed at this moment, because the dangerous aura on Ye Wushuang became stronger and stronger.

This ant that he had seen before began to threaten him.

As soon as these words came out.

this moment.

Xue Feng, Protector Huang, and Bai Hongyu's master and servant all rushed towards him, seemingly wanting to interrupt him.

next moment.

Ye Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, and a sword-shaped shadow shattered in his pupils.

"boom!"

Three rays of silver light cut through the sky.

The three fragments of the Thunder Sound Sword in front of him turned into three sword lights, which seemed to want to chop the world into pieces, slashing through the void and slashing at Xue Feng and the five men.

this moment.

The aura emanating from his body climbed to its peak, and it was clear that the supreme swordsmanship had been coordinated with the sword energy, reaching a perfect level where man and sword became one.

this moment.

A trace of horror flashed across the faces of Xue Feng, Huang Hufa and others, and a sense of death came over them.

Several people couldn't bear the shock.

Is this really just an ant from the outside world? ! !

The whole world suddenly became dark.

It seemed like eternal night was coming.

Xue Feng and others only felt that in the dark night, only three sharp swords broke through the darkness and slashed towards themselves and others.

At this critical moment.

A few people didn't have time to say much, so they roared angrily, and their energy surged. Waves of heart-stopping power burst out, condensing a beam of Qi more than ten feet wide directly in front of them.

The old man in gray even protected Bai Hongyu behind him.

"boom!"

Ye Wushuang's three swords slashed over, hitting the Gang Qi heavily, and then caused all the air within a mile of the people to be annihilated, and finally formed an overwhelming wave of Qi.

"puff!"

this moment.

Xue Feng, Protector Huang, and the old man in gray all sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist, their faces extremely pale, while Bai Hongyu flew backwards.

"Pity!"

Seeing that several people were not dead, Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly, and his body was shot backwards as if it was broken. His white clothes, which had always been spotless, were now wet with blood.

His body was cracking, like a paddy field cracked by dryness, his brows were bleeding, and his eyes were dimming.

"Hahaha!"

A burst of wild laughter sounded.

I saw that Xue Feng's complexion became much better after taking a pill, and then he walked towards Ye Wushuang who was lying on the ground, full of pride: "I really want to admit that you are almost the most outstanding genius I have ever seen. You His sword almost broke my Gang Qi."

"good!"

Protector Huang and the old man in gray nodded in unison, then shook their heads and said: "During the holidays, you will definitely surpass us. It's a pity that you are too pedantic and stubborn, and in the end you ended up with your sword broken and people killed."

"oh!"

Ye Wushuang felt that power was flowing away from him.

He couldn't help but think of the countless hours he spent with Ye Chen in the world of cultivation, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, Wushuang can finally fight for you!"

The words fell.

His eyes slowly closed and his arms dropped heavily to the ground.

All life is gone!

The old man in gray clothes stepped forward to investigate, turned back and sneered at Xue Feng and others: "If my sword is broken, my soul will be destroyed!"

"Pity!"

Bai Hongyu was full of regrets: "I didn't expect that there are such persistent and crazy people in the outside world. I wish I could have a fair fight with them!"

"Shu Zi is a bastard. If I don't cut him into pieces, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" Protector Huang looked furious and punched Ye Wushuang's body.

When had he been injured like this?

Just when his fist was about to hit Ye Wushuang.

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm came from a distance.

Then it happened to spit in his face.

Protector Huang was stunned.

Touching it subconsciously.

Then put it to your nose and smell it.

The whole person froze on the spot.

Not only him, but also Bai Hongyu and others on the side were stunned.

At this time, I saw a beggar covered in rags and unkempt hair slowly walking over from a distance.

The beggar held a chicken leg in his hand and gnawed it as he walked, spitting from time to time. The black and yellow spit was the same color as the one on Protector Huang's face.

Protector Huang looked at him with an extremely gloomy expression: "Damn beggar, was it you who spit just now?"

The protector of his dignified Martial Arts Tribunal was actually spat on by someone, and it was spit by a beggar.

"Yo? Did I spit on your face?"

The old beggar saw the spit on his face, rubbed his hands, and showed his yellow teeth: "Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. This is what this man is like when he gets old, and his eyesight is not good."

After that, he spat again.

The weird thing is.

He obviously spat at his feet, but the spit inexplicably flew to Protector Huang's face ten meters away.

For a while.

Protector Huang had a mouthful of thick phlegm on the left and right sides of his face.

"Old guy, you're looking for death!"

Protector Huang was furious and slapped him with a palm.

His expression was ferocious.

The old beggar suddenly looked panicked and ran away, but he could not outrun Guardian Huang. As the two struggled, Guardian Huang's moves could not touch him at all. Instead, the old beggar's dirty hands wiped his face like a cat.

Bai Hongyu subconsciously went over to help, but was stopped by the old man in gray: "Young Master Bai, don't be impulsive, this old guy is weird!"

He knew Protector Huang's strength.

Half-step Martial Lord!

Three points better than him.

Now he is being played like a monkey.

This shows that the old beggar is very, very strong!

It's not on the same level as them at all.

The old man in gray couldn't help but said: "Senior, please stop teasing Brother Huang."

As soon as these words came out.

The old beggar slapped Protector Feihuang, shook his clothes, and tried his best to look like an expert: "Um, do you really think I look like an expert?"

The old man in gray clothes was about to speak.

The old man nodded narcissistically: "You have good taste, and I think I look quite similar."

"I dare to ask Senior Gao, why are you teasing me?" The old man in gray twitched his mouth slightly and said, suppressing the shock in his heart.

He didn't expect that in addition to the three days, there were such masters in China.

Protector Huang also reacted and gave in completely.

The old beggar waved his hand angrily: "Senior, I'm just a beggar. That kid on the ground is my grandson. I'm here to take him back."

Your grandson?

The old man in gray and others looked at Ye Wushuang's body.

I sneered in my heart.

Can you give birth to such a handsome grandson with such an honorable face?

Do you have any ideas in mind?

Seeing that they didn't believe it, the old beggar became a little anxious: "He is really my grandson. He had a quarrel with me before, and this little monkey ran away from home in a rage."

"What you said is a lie..."

Protector Huang sneered and wanted to say something but was stopped by the eyes of the old man in gray.

"Senior, since he is your grandson, then you can take him away and we will not disturb him."

The old man in gray clothes clasped his fists, gave Bai Hongyu and others a look, and then chased in the direction where Su Yuhan and others escaped.

Wait until everyone has left.

The old beggar glanced at Ye Wushuang on the ground, then walked over and touched him with a greasy hand, a trace of suspicion flashed across his cynical face.

"It's strange. This kid's heart is obviously broken and his soul is dead, but there is a trace of endless vitality growing in his body!"

"That's weird, that's weird!"

The old beggar touched it a few more times, and his expression suddenly changed.

"This kid has no heart!"