Just as Shi Yuan exclaimed, Wang Yue jumped up from the bow of the boat, and more exquisitely transformed his magic power into "Sword Wind", impacting the air behind him, and pushing his body ten feet in the sky like a rocket, heading straight towards the warrior closest to the boat.`

"Sir, what do you want to do?"

The warrior in the martial arts camp was like an ordinary country man. When he saw a hostile warrior coming, he said in surprise on his face, but his skills were not slow. He had already grasped the weapons hidden beside him and waited for resistance at any time.

The warriors in the martial arts camp not far away around him had no need to greet them. They each approached with him as the center and were ready to fight together at any time. Further away, the two warriors who could enter the upper position were even slower. A ball of them exploded on the ground under the rushing foot, and Gao Chao Wang Yue's target warriors approached with the power of recoil.

Wang Yue's actions were like stabbing a hornet's nest, arousing all the warriors here.

"boom!"

Wang Yue released a sword wind in front of him to impact the air, creating a reverse impact, and easily pressed his forward body, but suddenly released his power sideways. The impact drove his body to turn in a strange posture and shot directly at a warrior from the martial arts camp who came to help.

The warriors in the martial arts camp looked solemn, and regardless of the matter, they drew their sword blades forward to meet them.

Knowing that the person coming was too powerful, he didn't even care whether his body could bear it. The extreme transformation and dying of the energy in his body exploded out of the sword.

Regardless of the power and degree of this sword, it will never be inferior to any superior warrior's attack.`

He did not ask to hurt the enemy, but only wanted to be able to block it slightly and drag the enemy up.

In this way, his companions came around and joined him to surround the enemy.

Seeing his actions, Wang Yue immediately realized that the warriors in Cai State's martial arts camp were much better than those of Shen State Yindi's fellow peers.

But he was not afraid. With the thrust of the sword wind, his body and sword were united, causing the blade to pierce a lightning bolt in the air.

Seeing that the sword blade was about to collide with him, his body suddenly turned a high turn. He actually let the opponent's attack pass, and his body swept past him. The bronze sword in his palm rotated and pulled out a circular arc light, which circled the martial arts warriors in it.

The two men's figures reached the point. The warriors of the martial arts camp were still in their original position, and Wang Yue appeared silently behind him.

"North wind, north wind." The warrior of the martial arts camp murmured, and it seemed that a bloodline appeared out of thin air. Then he fell to the ground softly. He was not dead for a while, but he lost his combat power and had to wait for death.

Wang Yue didn't even look at it, and he used his backhand to activate the energy conversion with all his strength, cutting out a powerful sword wind behind him.

It was originally an invisible sword wind, but because it condensed too strong power, it stirred a transparent ripples in the air. It crossed the blade in his palm and cut a fan with a diameter of four or five meters, which affected the intersection of a street at the entrance of the port within the range.`

A strange sound was tearing.

Wherever the ripples passed, several trees were cut and fell, two wooden pillars of a house were broken, and a large mouth was torn open to the walls.

A warrior in the martial arts camp was unable to defend himself, so he hurriedly drew his sword to try to block it. When the energy was insufficient, he was swept by ripples. The sword blade was cut into two sections, and then he fell to the ground with his body separated.

"Northern Wind." The warriors in the other martial arts camps said in surprise.

The North Wind Warrior Baihe and his swordsman were the master of swordsman, who had killed the prince of Suiguo in the north. However, he was able to escape unscathed by the encirclement and suppression of the country. He was extremely famous in the entire Cai Kingdom. How could the warriors in the martial arts camp not recognize his signature sword wind, and his agile and weird body movements that were changing in all directions but as fast as lightning?

Just as they were shocked, Wang Yue bounced up, moving forward and slashing, causing a sword blade storm.

"Baihe Han Qiu."

All the surrounding martial arts warriors were shocked and pulled out their long swords and began to block the invisible cutting from all directions.

In the distance, Dongmenting saw the three martial arts warriors being caught in the center of the storm. He was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else. He turned his hand and pulled out a small sword from his waist. His whole body was full of strength, and the small sword instantly cut through a hundred steps and hit the rushing Yue in the air.

This sword, Dongmenting condensed great power all over his body, and tons of power condensed onto a sword in some wonderful way. The sword was rotated and drilled and shot out. Its power was already extremely powerful, and it made Wang Yue feel like he was going to be killed by a modern anti-equipment rifle.

"Brush!" The hovering body turned around and suddenly settled in the air, leaving the small sword open.

The small sword hit the wall of the house behind it, easily penetrated the wall and everything behind the wall like a solid cannonball, knocking out two large holes in the stone house.

This is true in the stone house. If it hits a person, it may be able to smash the whole person.

As soon as Dongmenting came out, he kept turning his hands and turning his hands and swords after sword.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Seven flying swords cut the air, urging a thunderous sound boom.

All of the six small swords carry amazing predictions, either blocking the front, blocking the back, shooting down the location, or hitting the side, setting Wang Yue's movement range within a small range, but the last one penetrates directly into the center of the blocking circle.

Such flying sword techniques are really amazing. No matter how powerful or the exquisite use is, Wang Yue can't handle it by relying on Jian Feng alone.

"Peng!" His moving figure suddenly stopped.

"Hit?" said the warrior of the martial arts camp excitedly.

Dongmenting sneered on his face. His stalking was far less intelligent than Mr. Yi, and his swordsmanship was also ordinary, but this only had the power of dozens of strikes. He was even praised by a former warrior. There were many superior warriors who died under his flying swordsmanship.

But the sneer on his face calmed down, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked at Wang Yue in disbelief.

Wang Yue, who was hit by a small flying sword comparable to a cannonball, just shook it and stopped.

"How is this possible?"

However, Wang Yue had attacked again, and his body was pushed by different angles from sword wind, and sometimes swept on the ground, and suddenly rose into the air again, so he moved forward in a straight line, and he had turned to the side in a flash, and even retreated with his body.

His body moves as fast as thunder and as weird as ghosts, without any rules or signs at all, making people dazzled and wondering how to deal with it.

From time to time, he suddenly came to a relatively single warrior.

The warrior Luodan waved his sword to fight, but as soon as the sword came out, he had shot to a warrior who had helped him. He turned everything and brought up a big head. Before he could be surprised, Wang Yue's figure was rewind back.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that his sword had already swung out and was unable to retract, he took advantage of the opportunity to enter, and raised his hand and cut his chest open.

"Brush!Brush!Brush!"

Wang Yue stepped up into the sky with a pointer, allowing three sword blades to be killed from different directions.

The three martial arts warriors below were waiting for him to land, and they were killed calmly.

But he waved a sword wind and pushed his body across the sky, landing obliquely at the top of a house.

With a little force, it is like a man and sword uniting, shooting directly at the Dongmen Ting, who had shot the flying sword at him before.

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Chapter completed!