Taking advantage of his father's sluggishness, ye Yinzhu dares not to neglect him and retreats as fast as he can. He knows that it is impossible to block his father's attack with his half tone martial arts. It's just that I've tried my best in just a few fights. If you want to fight against your father successfully, you must play the power of Qin.

His body flickered. Almost for the first time, ye Yinzhu had already bounced tens of meters away. At this time, ye Zhong had rushed to him again. Tens of meters, for a blue level master, it's just the blink of an eye.

Bisi takes it back, quickly takes out the waterfall string from the space ring, and uses the blink of an eye to caress the string with both hands. At this time, he can't care about the melody. The seven tone continuous burst that Qin Shang specially researched for his music blade suddenly breaks out. There are 14 high-frequency sound blades with yellow light in the hands of Qixian, which are surging out almost at the first time. It is precisely because ye chongchong's speed is fast enough that the speed of this sound blade is even more terrible. The piercing scream had a disturbing effect. After the improvement of Ye Yinzhu, the attack range and attack strength of the improved blade have been greatly improved. It was the limit that he could reach to send out 14 high-frequency sounds in an instant. Although his father is a blue level master, he has full confidence to block his father's progress with the dense sound blade. As long as the distance can be opened, the next is endless sound blade and its most powerful music. After all, my father cultivates fighting spirit. If he wants to beat himself when his music is fully played, I'm afraid his spiritual strength is not enough.

Seeing the 14 high-frequency sound blades coming in an instant, ye Da Sheng said, "OK." He didn't show any sign of slowing down, but just waved his bamboo sword ahead of time.

A strange scene appeared. Ye Yinzhu clearly saw that ye Zhong's body quickly separated seven figures in the process of rushing forward, all of which just separated one upper body, as if in an instant Ye Zhong had become a monster with eight upper bodies. There are eight upper bodies. Naturally, there are eight bamboo swords at the same time. In the shortest time, each figure waved two swords. Among them, 14 swords meet Ye Yinzhu's 14 sound blades without delay, while the other two swords bring out two dazzling yellow lights and go straight to Ye Yinzhu.

What kind of martial art is this? Ye Yinzhu was almost stunned and quickly sent out 14 sound blades. He didn't have time to return his breath, let alone attack again.

Fourteen sharp whistling sounds sounded at the same time, and the fourteen sound blades emitted by Ye Yinzhu disappeared at the same time, and the fighting spirit of the two swords had already arrived in front of him.

Helpless, ye Yinzhu can only use the most ridiculous posture, rolled on the ground, embarrassed to avoid the two fights, but his purpose to start the music has been completely destroyed.

The fourteen sound blades only make ye Zhong's body stagnate. When the eight figures return to one again, he has come to Ye Yinzhu. The bamboo sword points out and goes straight to Ye Yinzhu's throat.

Almost subconsciously, ye Yinzhu raises his right hand, and Bisi has no time to show it. A milky light bursts out from his right hand and stabs out against the bamboo sword.

There was no sound. Ye Zhong's body turned upside down at the fastest speed. When he fell to the ground, he was surprised to see the bamboo sword that had been cut out of his hand.

Although it's just a bamboo sword, it's made of a rare kind of green bamboo in the blue sky sea. It's more tenacious than any metal. After the special refining method of the bamboo sect, it can be regarded as a magic weapon. At this time unexpectedly so from break, and before that sharp spirit really under leaf a jump.

Ye Yinzhu had already got up from the ground at this time. In his right hand, he had a long milky sword. The shape of dragon's tail appeared under the handle. The blade seemed to be spitting out from the mouth of the dragon. The body of the sword is very narrow, milky white and shining. The special element fluctuation shows its extraordinary. Even if there is no fighting spirit, there are three inches of sword on the edge of the sword.

"Good sword. How can I forget that, as you said before, this should be the artifact level sword made of the sacred dragon horn. "

Ye Yinzhu nodded. At this time, he found that although it was only a short fight, his clothes had been soaked. Father's incessant attack, like a storm, brought him tremendous pressure.

"Dad, I didn't mean to destroy your sword." Ye Yinzhu looks at his father awkwardly. He naturally knows that his father always cherishes his sword.

Ye Zhong put away the split bamboo sword and said with a bright smile, "it's nothing. Compared with my son's growth, this bamboo sword is nothing. Well, you've made more progress than I thought. Not only has your fighting spirit and mental strength been greatly improved, but more importantly, your actual combat experience has also increased a lot. You are the only one among the young people who have been able to hold on for such a long time under my attack. "

Ye Yinzhu went to his father and handed him the sword of noxie. "Dad, your sword is broken. I'll give you this sword. In your hands, you can play a greater role than I can. I have bish, that's enough

Yeh Chong took the sword of noxie. This is a magic sword! As a soldier with a sword, how could he not like it? His left hand flicked on the sword body, and a clear and passionate dragon song broke out. The sword body was humming, milky and shining, and the sword was breathing and puffing, as if it was alive, even with a layer of light fog."It's a good sword. It's a good sword."

Ye Yinzhu explained: "when not in use, it can also be turned into a ring, and the length of the blade can be controlled by mental power. If it exceeds a certain length, it will be turned into a narrow sword again. It's a pity that it's too thin. It's different from the sword you used before. But its power should make up for that. "

Ye Zhong smiles and puts the sword back into Ye Yinzhu's hand again. "You keep it, silly boy. It's a good sword, but it doesn't suit me. This sword is tailor-made for you. You don't have a little finger, so it's easy to hold the sword unsteadily. But the sword itself is very light. The Dragon Lin relief on the handle can make you hold it better, and the narrow sword is more suitable for you. With it, you have a higher chance of winning when you face the enemy. Moreover, it can be turned into a ring to attack at a critical moment, and it can also deal with the enemy's trauma by means of suddenness. Just now, I didn't even get out of the way. You broke the bamboo sword. "

Ye Yinzhu said: "but, Dad, I'm a divine voice teacher. This sword is most useful for you. "

Ye Chong's eyes showed a trace of benevolent light, touched his son's head and said: "silly boy, this is an artifact! Don't you know that once the artifact recognizes its master, it can't be used by others unless the master dies? It has no effect at all in my hands, far less than a bamboo sword. "

After hearing what his father said, ye Yinzhu remembered that this sword of nokeshi had already recognized itself as the master. In desperation, he had to put the sword away.

Ye Zhongzheng said: "although I did not test you for a long time, I can basically judge your current strength. Yinzhu, tell Dad, what do you think of the war just now? "

Ye Yinzhu thought about it and said, "it's suppression. Complete repression. From the very beginning, I was suppressed by you. You are very good at fighting, attacking and timing. At last, I thought I had a chance when I made the fourteen sound blades. However, you not only smashed my music blade, but also destroyed my attempt to start the music. I don't even have a chance to pluck. I would have lost if it hadn't been for the last surprise attack of the sword of Knox. "

Ye nodded and said, "what you said is right. But have you ever thought about why this is happening? You and I are three steps apart. But you still have the magic. According to the overall strength, you can already compete with the strong blue class. But why is there no way under my attack? "

Ye Yinzhu was stunned and said, "it's because I didn't get away. My strongest music is piano music. If my music works, I'm sure I'll fight dad. "

Ye nodded and said, "yes, that's one of the reasons. However, there is another reason is that you do not grasp the opportunity and skills gap. I'll be honest with you. When I tested you just now, I only used 40% of my skills except fighting spirit and using all my strength. Otherwise, I'm afraid you can't even stop a move. "

"What? It's impossible. Although you are better than me, it can't be a move! " Ye Yinzhu almost blurted out. Ever since he came to the Magic Academy of Milan, he has always been the best among the students, even compared with the excellent students in the senior grade. At this time, his father, who is more aggressive than himself, says that he can't even stop him. Ye Yinzhu is a little unconvinced.

Ye Zhong smiles and says, "how? Don't believe it? Well, let's try again. "

As he said this, he took out the bamboo sword that had just been gouged open, took only half of it, and gently grasped the handle of the sword, "then be careful."

Hearing his father's greeting, ye Yinzhu's first reaction is to retreat quickly. In her right hand, Bisi swings quickly and tries her best to send out Zhuyu. At the same time, her mental power is concentrated in an instant, and her eyes are full of cold light. It's a mental puncture to Ye Zhong.

Dark yellow light and shadow, no fancy into the Bisi, ye Yinzhu surprised to find that his father has disappeared, and the dark yellow light and shadow like mercury in general. In front of him, Zhuyu had no effect. He could only watch the fierce light come out from the crack of Zhuyu. When the dark yellow light and shadow disappeared, there was a sword in yeyinzhu's throat, and only half of it was broken. The master of the sword is his father ye Zhong.

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