The strongest world crossing

Everyone in the hall stood up instantly, because Ye Zhen rushed forward after throwing the wooden sword at a terrifying speed!

Looking at the place where Ye Zhen was standing at first, the cement under his feet was slightly sunken into a small pit, surrounded by cracks.

"boom!"

The short stick in Xia Houwu's right hand instantly lifted Ye Zhen's wooden sword across his neck, and the left and right wooden sticks had already hovered over Ye Zhen's head, but...

Ye Zhen was faster than him, and the wooden sword that was raised just now was pressed, and with a flexible wrist turn, it hit Xia Houwu's throat without the tip of the sword.

Xia Houwu's eyes gradually became fiery, like Ye Zhen, and finally entered the state.

After Duan Zai stood facing each other, the two approached in an instant, and the movement was so fast that others could not see it clearly, only the shadow of the stick and the shadow of the sword were intertwined.

The sound of wooden swords and sticks colliding together continued to explode like firecrackers!

"drink!"

suddenly!Ye Zhen shouted loudly, and flashed with a sword light, the seemingly thin wooden sword in his hand actually chopped off the two wooden sticks that Xia Houwu was holding together!

Immediately afterwards, there were pieces of sword shadows, and Ye Zhen's figure burst from left to right. In Lu Xuanxin's eyes, there seemed to be two Ye Zhen in the field.

Xiahouwu resisted with all his strength, but there were sword shadows in front of his eyes. Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and Ye Zhen, who suddenly flew up, pressed Xiahouwu to the ground with his knees.

"Stop!" Shan Ying exclaimed.

"boom!"

The wooden sword in Ye Zhen's hand was inserted into the concrete floor next to Xia Houwu's head. Section by section, it all broke into stubble, and finally only a hilt remained.

Slowly getting up from Xia Houwu, throwing away the hilt in his hand, Ye Zhen bowed to Xia Houwu and clasped his fists.

Xia Houwu let out a breath, pinched his waist with one hand, and lit Ye Zhen with the other, a little out of breath.

It wasn't because of the pressure on his chest just now, but because of this short fight, Ye Zhen's speed was extremely fast, and his strength gradually strengthened.

When the wooden stick in his hand was chopped into four pieces, Xia Houwu already knew that he had lost.

"Okay, okay... go, the two seniors testify, from now on, you will be the new head of Heyi Sect." Xia Hou smiled wryly and waved his hands.

"Thank you, teacher." Ye Zhen nodded. It doesn't matter if Ye Zhen is the head of Heyi Sect or not. The important thing is that there is no obstacle to the plan now.

In fact, Ye Zhen fought very hard in this battle. Although it was not dangerous, it was because of not being dangerous.

In the national art of killing, Ye Zhen didn't want to hurt Xia Houwu, but he wanted to win, which was difficult.

If you want to win without hurting others, you need to be much stronger than the opponent.

Although Ye Zhen is now stronger than Xia Houwu, he is not so strong that he can ignore it. This battle has consumed a lot of effort.

And Xia Houwu originally didn't want to hurt Ye Zhen and wanted to win, but from the moment Xia Houwu was kicked in the balls, he knew he couldn't win.

"It's really unimaginable. In just three years, you can't reach this level. I'm proud of you." Xia Houwu came to Ye Zhen with a smile, raised his hand and hammered Ye Zhen's chest.

Ye Zhen smiled, but time was running out, and it was too late to tell Xiahou Wuduo.

"Officer Lu, according to the plan, let's go now," Ye Zhen whispered.

In a certain filming base, a group of people suddenly poured in.

After understanding the situation, the weapon king in front of him looked at Ye Zhen with a strange look.

Ye Zhen, on the other hand, pulled out a steel sword from his side, holding the steel sword in his hand, a sense of familiarity came from the bottom of his heart.

"This is not a prop sword!" Lu Xuanxin frowned.

But Ye Zhen ignored her, held the sword in one hand, pressed his fingers on the hilt of the sword with the other hand, and whispered, "Young Ye Zhen, ask senior for advice!"

The Weapon King also pulled out the steel sword beside him, and saluted Ye Zhen.

"Hey! Did you two listen to me, I warn..."

However, before Lu Xuanxin finished speaking, the bright sword flashed, and a tinkling sound rang out in his ears.

"Buzz!"

When Lu Xuanxin turned his gaze away, the swords in the hands of the two had passed more than ten strokes.

The audience was silent, except for the unique humming sound when the long swords full of gaps in the hands of the two trembled at a high speed.

But the next moment, just as Lu Xuanxin was about to speak to stop it again, the two of them fought fiercely again with long swords in their hands.

The sword light kept flickering around the two of them, and he could see clearly that Ye Heng's sword slashing towards the weapon king's neck was resisted by his raised long sword, and a cloud of sparks erupted from the junction.

There was a harsh sound of a cat scratching the glass, and the blade of the steel sword Ye Zhen held bent instantly. If it wasn't for the rapid movement of the weapon king's neck, the nearly 360-degree curved blade would have opened a big hole in his neck.

Is this kind of frightening competition really just a martial arts competition?

Compared with the previous contest between Ye Zhen and Xia Houwu, it seems that there is a hatred between the two of them for killing their father.

Lu Xuanxin couldn't stand it anymore, and since scolding was useless, he prepared to fire a warning shot.

Ye Zhen's eyebrows were fixed, and the steel sword in his hand suddenly dropped, but it didn't land on the ground. Instead, Ye Zhen used various parts of his body to control it, as if he had a soul, as if another invisible line was controlling it, and it seemed to be a myth. In the movie, a flying sword that can fly in the air!

Twirling and turning around his body, Ye Zhen's offensive was several times stronger than before in an instant!

The King of Weapons just parried his breath, and a line of blood appeared on his neck, and the long sword that was lifted by the King of Weapons, after hitting the ground and rebounding, was instantly stabbed by Ye Zhen, and the tip of the sword was pressed against his neck. There's a shallow dent!

"Save people!" Lu Xuanxin saw that the weapon king's movements were frozen, and the wound on his neck that kept oozing blood, roared, and aimed the gun at Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen smiled slightly, dropped the steel sword in his hand, and bowed to the Weapon King.

The same is true for the weapon king, who refused the treatment. The weapon king said in an inexplicable tone, "Don't worry, it just cut the skin."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to Ye Zhen. Although Ye Zhen was only a junior, Ye Zhen won.

Glancing at Lu Xuanxin who was slowly lowering his gun, Ye Zhen said softly, "Remember to put the news about my victory over Xia Houwu and seniors in the news tonight."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhen said to the weapon king again, "To say something bad, please remember, senior, if someone comes to you for a sword competition, you will say that you lost to me."

"If the other party continues to entangle, you will show the other party the injury." After saying that, Ye Zhen turned his head and left.

Lu Xuanxin stepped forward quickly, stopped Ye Zhen, and scolded, "Where are you going?"

"Of course it's to find a quiet place to help you catch the murderer. The mobile phone you gave me has a location installed, right?" Ye Zhen said softly.

Hearing this, Lu Xuanxin nodded directly, "Yes, we need to know your movements 24 hours a day."

"Let's set up the police here, but I guess, with you here, the murderer may come to me directly. Don't worry, I will help you catch the murderer the day after tomorrow at the latest."