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The seventeenth knife!
At the same time, Yang Chen slashed horizontally with his long sword, as if raising mountains, and the mountains were like dragons, swinging out towards the four people on the opposite side.
In the sky.
Thirty-six flying swords, with the hilt of each flying sword facing inward and the sword tip facing outward, constructing a pot lid that spreads far away, rotating rapidly, like a sword shield.
At this time, everyone on and off the stage remembered that Yang Chen was not an ordinary warrior, but a water attribute cultivator.
"Dangdangdangchi"
The Bu Qi Dao swung away the wolf claws, the big spear and the giant axe, but after touching the Tai Chi sword, it made a friction sound, and Yang Chen's Bu Qi Dao was led away from the direction.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Touching the Tai Chi sword twice, and twice it was not strong!
This is the first time Yang Chen feels that he is being restrained!
You can¡¯t continue to be led astray. If you don¡¯t abandon the sword and continue to be led astray, the rhythm will be disrupted. You will not be able to make the eighteenth sword, and the superimposed power will be completely interrupted.
"Boom!"
There was a blast in the air, like the tire of a heavy truck exploding, and Yang Chen struck the Tai Chi student with his left fist.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Power punch!
The force fist that has not been used for a long time, and it is the third level of force fist, Yang Chen is currently at the highest level of cultivation, and his strength suddenly triples.
The Tai Chi student was calm and unhurried. The long sword in his hand was still stained with Yang Chen's Buqi Dao. The cloud hand in his left hand seemed to be closed. He was confident that since his Tai Chi Sword could deflect the power of Bu Qi Sword, his Tai Chi could also deflect the power of Yang Chen's fist. The fists and swords were all deflected, and Yang Chen had no chance to make a comeback. There was already a smile of victory on his lips.
"Boom"
The fists and palms intersect instantly! The faces of Tai Chi practitioners turned white.
Four or two pounds, what if the strength is more than a jin?
At this time, Yang Chen's tripled strength has exceeded the ability of Tai Chi students to release their strength.
"Crack"
The arm bone was broken and the body flew upside down.
"Roar¡¡"
The student Wangzhe roared angrily, and his body rose half a meter higher again, crashing into Yang Chen like a hill, and the giant ax in his hand slashed down like a mountain.
"It's crazy!" Bai Haotian and others on the VIP stage had their hearts beating violently.
¡°Chi chi chi¡¡±
The two hundred python scale scimitars in mid-air hit the sword and shield and were bounced back.
On the stage.
Yang Chen strode forward, his figure undulating like a mountain range, and slashed down with the nineteenth sword.
"when¡¡"
It roared like a big bell, deafening. The impact of swords and axes.
"boom!"
The Buqi Sword could not withstand the superposition of the power of the nineteen swords and exploded. The fragments penetrated the bear-like body.
¡°Chi chi chi¡¡±
The bear's body was like a broken blood bag with countless holes, and blood spurted out.
"Poof!"
Even if Yang Chen used his sneaky body, he would not have time to dodge, and the second superimposed curse made his reaction a little slower. With just this slight delay, a large spear pierced his right shoulder. The student Youyue on the left was already running like wolves. The left arm of the Tai Chi student on the right was thrown at his side, but his eyes did not show any pain, his steps were still light, and the long sword in his hand came like a flowing cloud.
"Chick"
Yang Chen's figure suddenly rushed towards the knight student on the opposite side, and the spear quickly passed through his right shoulder. However, Yang Chen's figure also rushed out from the gap between the two people and crashed into the arms of the knight student. inside.
"Boom"
The big bear¡¯s body flew backwards, and Yang Chen¡¯s fists were in pain.
"Made, the violent bear's body is so hard!"
Yang Chen no longer paid attention to Big Bear. Although Big Bear was not seriously injured, it was obviously too far outside the scope of the ring and would not fall on the ring. He had been eliminated.
"boom!"
Yang Chen grabbed the gun barrel with his backhand, pulled it out, turned around, and held the big gun.
"Om"
In the sky, Yang Chen¡¯s two hundred python-scale scimitars gathered like dragons. A red dragon, with its scales glowing, pounced towards the Qingcheng students. And the sword shield constructed by the Qingcheng student's thirty-six flying swords circled rapidly, like a round knife, and slashed towards the red dragon.
"Sing"
Yang Chen shook the big gun. The spear was like a dragon. The big gun, which was more than three meters tall, was shaken by Yang Chen. Half of the arena was covered with spear points, like a wall.; "Tsk"
The Tai Chi student raised his eyebrows. You actually used a sword in front of me?
Who gave you the courage?
The long sword moved like yin and yang, cutting towards Yang Chen. Yang Chen raised his long sword towards the opponent's long sword and slapped the opponent's sword. The opponent's hand shook, and the sword trembled violently.
"Crack"
Then he shattered the water sword in Yang Chen's hand, and was about to attack further, but saw the fragments of the shattered water sword shooting towards him like pieces of water swords. He hurriedly retreated, drawing a circle in front of him with the long sword in his hand like Tai Chi, blocking all the fragments. However, at this time, the broken sword in Yang Chen's hand grew again and became a complete water sword. Like a spiritual snake spitting out a message, it stabbed towards him.
The opponent raised his eyebrows, thrust his sword forward, and the two swords intersected. This time, the Tai Chi student did not vibrate the sword again, but stuck to the water sword, trying to lead the water sword away from the direction. But he saw that the front end of the water sword suddenly bent, became thinner and longer, like a sharp thorn, piercing his wrist.
The Tai Chi student was shocked and drew his sword across the air. The water sword in Yang Chen's hand hit the sword like solid ice. Bump away the sword. The tip of the sword was lifted up and directed towards the opponent's throat. When the opponent intercepts it, the sword becomes as graceful as a belt and wraps around the opponent's arm.
The two men were going back and forth, fighting very quickly. Moreover, when Yang Chen was besieged by seven people before, the fighting scene was very violent and brutal. But at this time, the fight between the two people was full of colorfulness.
The sword technique of Tai Chi students is originally ethereal and rounded. Tai Chi sword is not only extremely lethal, but also smooth and beautiful. But Yang Chen's Xuanyuan Sword Technique has many changes in Yang Chen's hands.
After a while, just like a mountain, like a gun like a knife, there will be gentle like water for a while, like a clothing with elegance. After a while, the tip of the sword exploded suddenly, and countless water flakes shot out like hidden weapons, making the people under the ring mesmerized.
"No way!" Yang Chen knew at this moment that he was on the verge of danger. Half an hour had passed since the battle. In this half-quarter of an hour, Yang Chen was cursed twice, but there was no time to remove it, and his cultivation began to decline. If he falls again, Yang Chen will be defeated by the opponent.
Moreover, he saw that the Qingcheng student was indeed a master of sword control. Thirty-six swords were wielded by him, and various changes were made. If Yang Chen's spiritual power was not transformed into liquid, he could forcibly save the mistake. At this time, the three Sixteen swords had broken through the blockade of two hundred python scale scimitars and reached Yang Chen.
"Can't wait any longer!"
Yang Chen decided to take a risk!
"Chick"
The Tai Chi student¡¯s long sword thrust straight towards Yang Chen, and the water sword in Yang Chen¡¯s hand also thrust straight towards the opponent. The Tai Chi students were obviously stunned. How could Yang Chen choose this method?
The water sword's hardness collides with the real sword, and the result is that it can only be broken into pieces. Moreover, if the two sword tips collide, there is no chance that the fragments will attack you. At this time, shouldn't he use softness to overcome strength?
The sword in the Tai Chi student's hand suddenly sped up. Now that you've exposed your flaw, I won't be polite.
"Chick"
The two swords were approaching quickly. At the moment when the two sword tips collided, the Tai Chi students and everyone under the ring suddenly opened their eyes. Even the grandmaster and grand master on the VIP stage could not help but open their eyes. .
The water sword in Yang Chen's hand quickly transformed into a scabbard.
"Chick"
The Tai Chi student's long sword penetrated the scabbard. Yang Chen held the scabbard and stepped forward suddenly, his head thrust forward quickly.
"boom!"
A headbutt hit the Tai Chi student in the face.
"Click!"
The Tai Chi student threw his head back suddenly and felt as if his neck was broken. Then he felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and Yang Chen's knee hit his lower abdomen hard, knocking him away. He heard the sound of breaking through the air, but he had lost the ability to react. Yang Chen's body spun around, and a thigh hit his body like a steel whip.
"Boom"
His body was thrown sideways like a cannonball. The people under the ring suddenly moved out of the way in a circle, and the Tai Chi student crashed to the ground.
Yang Chen picked up his feet and held the big gun at his feet. I felt relieved that my adventure was finally successful.
"Sing"
The dragon consciousness descended from the sea of ??consciousness and flowed through the body, dispelling the curse. Yang Chen twisted the gun and looked at the Qingcheng student. The Qingcheng student couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face and said:
"I surrender!"
"Clang, clang"
Thirty-six flying swords in the air flowed towards him and entered the sword box behind him.
"Om"
The two hundred python-scale scimitars flowed like red clouds towards Xu Buqi under the ring. Xu Buqi opened Yang Chen's backpack, and the python-scale scimitar fell into the backpack.
Yang Chen glanced at the area where the students from the Eight Colleges were. There were sixteen students sitting there, eight peak warriors and eight peak martial arts masters.
The eight peak warriors had unruly expressions on their faces, and Yang Chen's gaze refused to give way. I am not as good as you now, but when my cultivation is the same as yours, I will kill you. But those eight martial arts masters had amusement in their eyes. Yang Chen couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart. Even though the Eight King Schools had just been established, they had no lack of foundation because of the Eight King Schools. These sixteen people were not discouraged because their classmates failed. Wuxue College has a long way to go!
++++++++++(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)Xu Buqi was in the audience. Xu Buqi opened Yang Chen's backpack, and the python scale scimitar fell into the backpack.
Yang Chen glanced at the area where the students from the Eight Colleges were. There were sixteen students sitting there, eight peak warriors and eight peak martial arts masters.
The eight peak warriors had unruly expressions on their faces, and Yang Chen's gaze refused to give way. I am not as good as you now, but when my cultivation is the same as yours, I will kill you. But those eight martial arts masters had amusement in their eyes. Yang Chen couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart. Even though the Eight King Schools had just been established, they had no lack of foundation because of the Eight King Schools. These sixteen people were not discouraged because their classmates failed. Wuxue College has a long way to go!
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