Ye Xingchen's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the dark scimitar in Yang Zui's hand, he felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
He stared at the scimitar carefully, trying to find any clues on it.
However, no matter how hard he searched, he could never find the slightest memory of this treasure in his mind.
At this moment, Yang Zui shouted loudly, swung his scimitar with both hands, and struck at Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen's face darkened, and he quickly waved the Ape Demon Sword to block.
Yang Zui's knife is made of the power of life. It does not have a real blade, but it is sharper than any weapon. The only drawback is that as long as Yang Zui's oil is exhausted, this knife will also die. Then disappear.
But at this time, Yang Zui was already risking his life and couldn't care about so much. He just wanted to kill Ye Xingchen.
"Boom boom boom!"
Streams of terrifying sword light burst out, shrouding Ye Xingchen in it, and slashed towards him crazily.
Ye Xingchen kept waving the ape demon sword in his hand, constantly blocking Yang Zui's attacks, but he could not resist all Yang Zui's attacks.
After all, the moves performed by a strong man like Yang Zui were so powerful that even though Ye Xingchen was holding a magic weapon, he was still at a disadvantage.
What's more, Yang Zui's life-saving blow
"Hahaha, you will still lose in my hands after all."
Seeing Ye Xingchen gradually falling into despair, Yang Zui laughed.
But then, Ye Xingchen's lips curved into a mocking arc, and he said, "Who told you I would lose? You are digging your own grave!"
Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, Yang Zui's face froze.
He suddenly discovered something and his face was horrified.
Ye Xingchen still had a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes were filled with cold light.
Yang Zui's pupils shrank sharply. He felt the danger and jumped up, trying to escape.
But Ye Xingchen had expected that he would be like this. Just as Yang Zui was about to escape, the ape demon sword in his hand immediately swung out and slashed Yang Zui's back.
"Pfft!"
The scimitar broke and the runes scattered. Yang Zui was cut to the ground by the sword. He vomited blood and his face was filled with fear.
"Yang Zui, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why, are you afraid now?"
Ye Xingchen stepped forward and looked at Yang Zui condescendingly.
He looked at Yang Zui, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, and asked indifferently: "Yang Zui, tell me where the Jade Blood Jade Cicada is?"
Yang Zui shook his head, didn't say a word, just looked at Ye Xingchen with hateful eyes.
"Why are you so persistent?! I'm just here to retrieve the Jade Blood Jade Cicada that you stole from the Li family! I don't want to hurt your life!"
Ye Xingchen frowned.
"Hahaha!" Yang Zui looked up to the sky and roared, his laughter resounding throughout the sky. He shouted: "Ye Xingchen, a scholar cannot be killed! Since you are determined to find some jade-blood jade cicada in me, then kill him first." Me!"
"Are you doing this worthy of your master?!" Ye Xingchen frowned.
"Don't scare me with this!" Yang Zui snorted coldly: "I said I didn't use any Jade Blood Jade Cicada! However, I will not smear the sect at this point! Ye Xingchen! Our Youemon I won't let you go!"
"You haven't taken it? How is this possible?! Then the head of the Li family is clearly you!?"
Ye Xingchen was about to tell Yang Zui the whole story, but Yang Zui thrust his body forward, and the ape demon sword in Ye Xingchen's hand pierced Yang Zui's chest!
"You actually committed suicide?" Ye Xingchen was stunned.
Yang Zui smiled coldly and gradually closed his eyes. Yang Zui always thought highly of himself, how could he let others insult his sect? For him at this time, suicide may be the best option.
"Second Junior Brother!!!"
"Second Senior Brother!!!"
Facing Yang Zui who suddenly committed suicide, Ye Xingchen was a little dumbfounded. Before he could react, he heard a sad roar from the distance.
Yang Fu and Yang Feng came from afar with swords and arrived in front of Ye Xingchen in the blink of an eye.
Yang Fu hugged Yang Zui, who had closed his eyes, while Yang Feng drew his sword and rushed towards Ye Xingchen.
"No, that's not the case!"
Ye Xingchen wanted to explain, but the sword in Yang Feng's hand was already in front of him.
"Get away!"
Seeing that Ye Xingchen had no intention of resisting, Xia Yan'er drew her sword and stepped forward to block the long sword in Yang Feng's hand.
"Hmph! Who do you think you are? You dare to stop me!"
Yang Feng snorted coldly, holding the long sword in his hand with his other hand, and using his internal energy, he was about to break Xia Yan'er's weapon and send Xia Yan'er flying away.
"you dare!"
Xia Yan'er shouted loudly and used her internal energy to expel Yang Feng's internal energy.
"Little girl, don't be brave. Your strength is far inferior to mine and you are no match for me. You'd better retreat!" Yang Feng said arrogantly.
"Stop being arrogant!"
Xia Yan'er gave a cold shout, turned her palm over, and a crystal clear jade pendant appeared in her hand. With a slight shake of her wrist, the jade pendant in her hand turned into a flaming dragon snake and rushed towards Yang Feng.
When Yang Feng saw this scene, he said disdainfully: "How dare you show your embarrassment in front of me despite your small skills!"
After saying that, Yang Feng swung the long sword in his hand, smashed the flame dragon snake into pieces, and continued to attack Xia Yan'er.
"not good!"
Seeing that Yang Feng's sword was getting faster and faster, Xia Yan'er was immediately frightened. She quickly sheathed her sword and retreated, trying to avoid Yang Feng's pursuit.
However, Yang Feng had long expected that Xia Yan'er would retreat, so he was already on guard. He swung his long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword light swept directly across, instantly hitting Xia Yan'er who was retreating.
"Pfft!"
Blood spurted out, and Xia Yan'er's body flew backwards.
She was holding her injured left shoulder, blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful eyes were shining with anger.
Seeing that Xia Yan'er was injured, Ye Xingchen finally came to his senses. At this moment, he became furious. He stepped in front of Xia Yan'er and slapped her with his palm.
Yang Feng swayed his body and dodged the palm.
"Yang Feng, you are so despicable! You actually attacked a woman!"
Ye Xingchen's eyes shot out with fire. He glared at Yang Feng angrily, wishing to kill him immediately.
"Who are you?! You dare to teach me a lesson?! You just killed my second senior brother! This hatred is irreconcilable! Take your life!" Yang Feng shouted loudly, swinging his sword and slashed at Ye Xingchen.
He was extremely fast and arrived at Ye Xingchen's side in the blink of an eye. The long sword in his hand drew a stream of icy cold light and slashed towards Ye Xingchen's neck.
"What a speed!"
Ye Xingchen was shocked.
It is worthy of the fighting power of the four great disciples of Youemon.
Ye Xingchen's thoughts flashed, and he dodged Yang Feng's attack.
Although he was fast, he was still in the air after all. Yang Feng was also very fast, catching up in almost the blink of an eye.