"Ye Chen!"

Ye Chen?

The Ye Chen who killed Ximen Xiqing and Ximen Hai, the elder of Ximen’s family?

Everyone in the Ximen family took a breath of cold air.

I didn’t expect that a servant of the other party would be so powerful

Could it be that Ximen Wushuang has been poisoned by him?

Otherwise, why would there be no news at all?

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and let your Ximen family's two-star war god come over!" Ximen Wushuang said domineeringly.

She learned four sword techniques and defeated Ximen Linfeng in just two.

This was not enough for her yet.

Ximen Linfeng was about to take out his mobile phone and contact Ximen's two-star war god, Ximen Duanhai.

"No need, I'm here!" At this time, a rough-looking man wearing linen clothes and carrying an iron sword on his back slowly walked over.

His face was stern, and there seemed to be no expression in his eyes. The iron sword on his back was rusty, and it looked like it was picked up from a garbage dump.

"Sea-breaking God of War!"

Seeing Ximen Duanhai, a look of hope once again appeared on the faces of the Ximen family.

Ximen Duanhai is currently the strongest being in the Ximen family.

He actually didn't cover his face with a mask.

However, his outfit was already low-key enough.

It's hard to associate him with the God of War.

"Master, do you think Long Jie is Ximen Duanhai's opponent?" Chu Xuanhuang turned her head and looked at Ye Chen.

At this time, the two of them were upstairs in a hotel not far from the Ximen Building, paying attention to the battlefield.

Although Ye Chen has confidence in Long Aotian, he is the God of War after all.

So Ye Chen came anyway.

Ye Chen shook his head.

He said he didn't know either.

Ximen Duanhai's clothes are very ordinary.

Linen clothes, rusty iron sword.

Such warriors are often more terrifying.

Because they don't care about anything else at all. In their eyes, they only have the pursuit of martial arts.

I'm afraid it's much stronger than Ximen Linfeng.

"Hold the sword!" Ximen Wushuang's giant sword pointed at Ximen Linfeng.

"With my sword, you will die." Ximen Duanhai said with a calm expression.

"Hmph!" Ximen Wushuang snorted coldly when he heard this and took action directly.

The giant sword slashed directly at Ximen Duanhai without any bells and whistles.

when!

There was a crisp sound.

The giant sword was bounced back.

The huge inertia almost made Ximen Wushuang unable to control himself.

His body took several steps back before he regained his balance.

On the other hand, look at Ximen Duanhai.

He is already standing there.

The rusty iron sword was still on his back.

But just now, he just pointed out a finger.

With one finger, Ximen Wushuang's attack was deflected away.

Ximen Wushuang steadied his figure, with no fear in his eyes.

He raised his giant sword and continued to attack Ximen Duanhai.

Ximen Duanhai kept dodging left and right.

Still didn't pull out the iron sword.

Ximen Wushuang attacked dozens of moves in a row.

But he didn't even touch Ximen Duanhai's clothes.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes.

Obviously, the strength of Ximen Duanhai is beyond people's understanding.

At this level, even a Xuan-level Martial King would not be a Xuan-level junior.

Especially his fighting style.

Every effort is made perfectly.

Every dodge is a perfect dodge.

No effort will be wasted, no extra inch will be avoided.

"Aotian Sword Technique, one flash!"

Ximen Wushuang directly used martial arts.

brush!

Her body turned into a flash of light.

Instantly appeared behind Ximen Duanhai.

Ximen Duanhai still stood in his original position, but his brows wrinkled slightly.

At this time, a piece of cloth slowly fell to the ground.

A piece of his clothes was actually cut off!

"Not bad sword skills!" Ximen Duanhai nodded.

Surprisingly, he couldn't avoid it completely.

"Continuous flash!"

Ximen Wushuang didn't waste any time and directly used the second form of Aotian Sword Technique.

The body flashes back and forth twice.

However, her second sword not only missed Ximen Duanhai.

Instead, Ximen Duanhai grabbed the blade.

"It's over, Sister Long is no match." Chu Xuanhuang, who was beside Ye Chen, frowned slightly.

"That's not necessarily the case!" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and said.

At this time, Ximen Wushuang suddenly punched the hilt of the giant sword.

The sword blade immediately advanced towards Ximen Duanhai.

Bang bang bang!

Ximen Wushuang kept hitting the hilt of the giant sword with his fists.

The sword blade kept moving towards Ximen Duanhai's body.

Finally, just when the sword blade was about to pierce Ximen Duanhai's body, Ximen Duanhai let go of the sword blade.

"The third form of Aotian Sword Technique!"

After escaping from the trap, Ximen Wushuang directly used the third form of Aotian Sword Technique.

Clang!

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The third move of Aotian Sword Technique was blocked.

However, Ximen Duanhai had already pulled out the iron sword on his back.

Because, if he didn't draw his sword, he might not be able to block Ximen Wushuang's move.

It has to be said that these three sword techniques of Ximen Wushuang are all terrifying.
To be continued...