C195 Fight
C195 Fight
Although there were a lot of Broken Sword Sect, their highest strength was only at the middle stage of the Entering Spirit Stage, which simply did not enter Ye Xuan's eyes.
Instead of retreating, Ye Xuan advanced and rushed into the group of Broken Sword Sect. The first thing he did was to face him head on with his blade and sword, as he attacked from both left and right.
Facing the two sharp blades, Ye Xuan did not panic at all despite facing the danger. With a smirk on his face, he raised his fists and struck towards the sharp edges of the blade and sword.
"Hmph, you're courting death." To actually dare to use his flesh to fight against the two blades that were infused with spiritual power, in the eyes of the audience, it was Ye Xuan being careless.
Forget about him, he was only a high-level Spirit Mirror cultivator. Even Spiritual Movement Stage cultivators would not dare to do such a thing.
If they could kill Ye Xuan and avenge the clan master of the Broken Sword Sect, they would definitely be able to achieve great achievements in the Broken Sword Sect in the future.
As if they had already seen the result of Ye Xuan's hatred, the two of them sped up and thrusted towards Ye Xuan's fist.
But, even though their thoughts were good, they had actually thought of the wrong opponent. How could Ye Xuan be an arrogant person, how could he do something stupid, the result was obviously not so.
Peng! With a loud crisp sound, the two were first delighted, and then their faces turned pale. When their fists struck the sword, blood didn't splash out like they thought it would, but the sword and saber seemed to shatter and shatter.
Under his iron fists, the blade and sword seemed to be made of tofu, as they broke inch by inch. Following that, under the shocked gazes of the two people, his two fists landed heavily on their chests.
Both of them widened their eyes in disbelief as they spat out a large mouthful of blood. Then, their bodies flew backwards, smashing apart the square table and chairs, fainting until they fainted.
Ye Xuan's move had indeed scared the disciples of Broken Sword Sect away, and fear had appeared in their hearts. Ye Xuan was like a fierce tiger leaving the mountain, and a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
Towards the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect, Ye Xuan was not lenient at all. Anyone who fought with him was either crippled or severely injured.
"All of you, stand down." Just as Ye Xuan was fighting vigorously, an ear shaking roar interrupted the situation, only to see Wu Yong's face turn black as he stared at Ye Xuan: "Kid, today you are definitely going to die."
At this point, anyone could see that although Ye Xuan's cultivation was not too high, his physique was strong, his fighting strength surpassing his surface cultivation. If the disciples of Broken Sword Sect were to meet him again, it would just be adding on their sacrifices.
Knowing that Wu Yong wanted to do it himself, the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect also let out a long sigh of relief. Even with their numbers, meeting a monster like Ye Xuan was just like he said, a warm-up for him.
However, the third floor of the Intoxicated Immortal Restaurant was indeed huge. Wu Yong let out a strange cry, raised his foot and rushed towards Ye Xuan like a big black bear.
Wu Yong looked like a big black bear on the outside, but his movement skills were unlike the big black bear, they were not clumsy, nimble, agile, and had a strong combat ability.
Facing Wu Yong who was in such a state, Ye Xuan did not dare to be careless.