Chapter 5 Battle with Night Sail

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Five days passed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Yichen took the steel sword hanging on the wall and rushed to the martial arts training ground.

At this time, the Ye family's martial arts performance venue was surrounded by crowds.

Everyone in the Ye family knows that Ye Yichen, the waste of Ye family, wants to challenge the one-night flight, which is also talked about.

Ye Yichen looked at Ye Ximeng's worried expression next to the martial arts venue, and then gave her a reassuring look. Ye Ximeng looked at this brother who was a little different from the past, and felt a little calm in her heart.

Ye Hang stood in the middle of the martial arts field excitedly. He was wearing a capable black martial robe and a long knife around his waist. He listened to the noise of some tribesmen and servants around him, and his expression was extremely proud.

The news that Ye Yichen wanted to challenge him was of course revealed by him on purpose. He sent Ye Zhao and others to tell him about it when he met someone at Ye's house.

His purpose, of course, is to satisfy his pitiful vanity. Because of this, the more people come, the better!

Ye Hang, who was standing in the middle of the martial arts field, had his cultivation level reached the fifth level of the martial arts realm. Looking at Ye Yichen who walked into the martial arts field, Ye Hang said sinisterly: "Very good, I thought you didn't dare to come. In fact, if you really become a turtle, I really can't do anything to you."

"Speak less nonsense, let's see the truth." Ye Yichen replied to Ye Hang and pulled out the steel sword at his waist.

Ye Hang heard Ye Yichen's words and felt a little dark in his heart for no reason, and then he drew out his long sword.

"Blade Cycloud." Ye Hang shouted, and made a move first. The long sword in his hand rotated quickly, forming a sword wind in the air.

"Go back, the wind is coming." Ye Yichen's long sword was unsheathed, and the sword light flashed, and he directly used the second style of the Fengtao Sword Technique. The powerful sword energy shocked the tribesmen around him and they started to communicate with each other.

"Ye Yichen actually reached the fifth level of the martial arts master."

"When did this happen?"

After the powerful sword energy consumed the tornado, there was not much left. The rest rushed to Ye Hang and was blocked by him with a long knife in his hand. He took five or six steps back before stopping.

The tribesmen around who were watching the show all showed surprises, and they couldn't believe that Ye Yichen would have the upper hand.

Ye Hang held the long knife with his arm trembling, and looked at Ye Yichen in disbelief.

Ye Yichen looked at Ye Hang with a stainless steel sword in his hand, and was not careless because he had the upper hand. He went forward and quickly kicked off Ye Hang's long sword in his hand. Ye Hang reacted quickly and decisively abandoned the knife and dodged backwards.

Looking at the kicked sword, Ye Hang gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Yichen, this is what you forced me. I originally used it when I was preparing for the family competition. Today I will let you try his power."

Ye Hang clasped his fists with both hands and fought each other in front of his chest. Then he shouted: "The first move of Lieyang Fist, Lieyang opens the mountains."

Ye Yichen looked at the fierce boxing technique and quickly played the sixth style of the Fengtao Sword Technique "Storm Fury".

The two sets of tricks collided with each other in the middle of the martial arts field, and no one was willing to fall into a disadvantage. In the end, Ye Yichen was at a disadvantage and stepped back three steps to remove the violent force.

When Ye Hang saw the defeated Ye Yichen, he stepped back and couldn't help but sneer, thinking to himself, "My Fist of Lieyang is a yellow-level martial art."

Ye Hang looked at Ye Yichen retreating and said disdainfully: "If you beg me, I can choose to start with a gentler move."

"You're thinking too much." Ye Yichen said calmly, then waved the sword in his hand and burst out with even more mad and domineering power.

"Hahaha"

Looking at Ye Yichen who was still unwilling to admit defeat, in his eyes, Ye Hang showed a cruel smile.

The sword energy hit, and Ye Hang's smile came to an abrupt end, feeling that he was facing the biting cold wind in the severe winter.

"Cold wind blows the bones" the cold sword energy hit Yehang, and he hurriedly used the Fierce Sun Fist to block the biting cold air.

"How is that possible?" Ye Hang's heart was filled with huge waves, and he felt the unparalleled pressure coming from his fist. His body quickly retreated, and the force was becoming more and more fierce as if it was a wave.

"Click"

The crisp sound of fracture was also drowned by the screams around him. Ye Hang felt the unparalleled swelling and pain in his arms, and his muscles and bones seemed to be about to explode. He wanted to loosen his fist, but he couldn't do it.

Ye Hang felt this power and was forced to retreat again.

The disciples watching around looked at Yehang, which was so energetic just now, were directly suppressed again, and the lively square suddenly became silent.

Seeing Ye Yichen's cold face, Ye Hang suddenly felt a strong sense of fear.

"It's time to end." Ye Yichen said coldly, and the sword energy was poured out completely, and all the sharp sword energy was added to Ye Hang's body.

It made him fall down as if he was hit by a heavy hammer. At the same time, bright red blood was spurted out from his mouth. His arm was filled with great pain and his muscles and bones burst directly.

"Your humiliation and oppression to me before, for the sake of the family, will cut off your arm today. If you dare to offend me again in the future, you will not spare you." Ye Yichen looked at Ye Hang who was lying on the ground and said coldly.

After Ye Yichen said that, he put away the steel sword and was about to leave.

"Little beast, I want to ruin you!" A roar came from a distance, and a middle-aged man angrily came out of his palm to Ye Yichen. Ye Yichen looked at the palm prints near, and a dangerous aura came.

Ye Yichen's back felt cold, and the steel sword was immediately unsheathed.

"Give me a gift"

At this moment, a loud shout accompanied by a more violent punch blocking the attack, and the middle-aged man retreated dozens of steps.

"You are so brave. You are a junior. You are an elder after all. Do you really think I, Ye Tianxing, are you a soft persimmon?" Ye Tianxing stood in front of Ye Yichen and shouted angrily at the middle-aged man.

Ye Yichen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his father coming.

The furious middle-aged man was Ye Hang's father Ye Tianlang, the great elder of the Ye family, who had the eighth level of the great martial arts master. With Ye Yichen's current cultivation level, he was furious and would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

When Ye Tianlang saw Ye Tianxing, a hint of gloom appeared on his face, and he restrained some murderous aura, and then said loudly: Ye Tianxing, my junior, your son Ye Yichen is so young, he is too cruel to take action. Such a vicious heart will sooner or later cause trouble for my Ye family."

"Be cruel? The Great Elder knows how he treated me before. I am not a great charity. If others bully me, why would I endure it?" Ye Yichen looked at the Great Elder Ye Tianlang with cold eyes and said.

"You kid, so sharp-tongued..."

Ye Tianxing was quite moved when he listened to Ye Yichen's words. He looked at Ye Yichen and then interrupted Ye Tianlang's words.

"Enough, Ye Tianlang, how many times Ye Hang has bullied Chen'er, you should know. Every time I beat Yi Chen seriously, I think he is a junior, and he has never pursued him. Today, my son teaches Ye Hang a lesson, and you will take action. It seems that my head of the family is really too soft-hearted."

After Ye Tianxing finished speaking, the powerful aura of the ninth level of the Great Martial Arts burst out, and he looked at Ye Tianlang fiercely.

After Ye Tianlang heard Ye Tianxing's words, a sinister expression appeared on his face, but felt that powerful aura, and his aura immediately weakened. He said to Ye Tianxing unwillingly: "Head of the family, I was reckless just now."

"I hope this time is only one time, Chen'er is my bottom line. Don't blame me for being cruel next time." Ye Tianxing said coldly as he looked at the elder.

Ye Tianlang looked at the cold Ye Tianxing, his eyes shrank violently, and he did not speak, and looked down at the unconscious Ye Hang.

Ye Tianlang first fed Ye Hang a pill, and then left with Coma Ye Hang. When he turned around, his face was as gloomy as if water could drip out.

Around, Ye Zhao, who was late, looked at the gloomy elder holding Ye Hang and the unscathed Ye Yichen, and knew that the elder did not hurt Ye Yichen, and looked at Ye Yichen with hatred.

Ye Yichen also felt this gaze. When he looked over, he found Ye Zhao with resentment in his eyes, and he knew the reason for everything.

Ye Yichen was surprised just now that the elder should not have secretly observed the small martial arts competition. Those who were interested in the younger clan members and some servants.

If it weren't for Ye Zhao's notification, the Great Elder wouldn't have come so quickly. Fortunately, his father came in time.

Thinking of this, Ye Yichen looked at Ye Zhao with cold eyes. Ye Yichen was no longer the cowardly boy he used to be.

As a special forces soldier in the 21st century, he knew that compassion for his enemies was to lay hidden dangers for himself.

Ye Tianxing said to the disciples who were looking around: "It's all gone, go do whatever you should do."
Chapter completed!