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Jianwei's calm mood finally began to have waves.
His figure flew out suddenly, even faster than before.
brush!
In the entire arena, only the phantom he left behind can be seen.
Even, there is no trace of where his body is.
"What a quick move!"
After the sword guard unfolded his movements, many elders secretly trembled in their hearts.
Originally, his speed was very fast, but at this moment, he actually improved a bit.
This is like a flash of lightning, appearing suddenly.
Without any reaction from you, he has already rushed in front of you.
Whoops!
The black dharma sword in the sword guard's hand slashed horizontally.
A terrifying breath burst out suddenly.
The black hole is like an abyss descending.
"Tornado storm!"
Facing this attack, Zhang Yang also stepped horizontally and stood in the air.
Then, he slashed a sword with his backhand, and the wind was wanton, trying to tear the sky apart!
A tornado gale formed entirely of sword energy brazenly appeared in front of everyone.
The center of the arena was completely occupied by the tornado, and it was getting bigger and bigger.
Boom!
With a tearing sound, the void split open.
Every ray of breath is like a blade cutting through, making the world tremble.
Zhang Yang and Jianwei fought together in the tornado storm, and every collision caused tremors in the void.
Gradually, Zhang Yang found that even if he used the emperor-level blood, he seemed unable to shake the opponent's physique.
There is always an extremely mysterious aura lingering on the other party, as if it can swallow everything.
After falling on him, the sword energy that I killed would not cause any damage, but would be swallowed by an inexplicable force instead.
"If this continues, I will definitely lose!"
Zhang Yang is worthy of the name of Tianjiao, but in an instant, he saw that the situation was not good.
He doesn't want to continue to procrastinate, and he is at a disadvantage. If he doesn't want to find a way to break the game quickly, but continues to procrastinate, the only way to go is to lose in the end!
Therefore, Zhang Yang is ready to give it a go!
"Dragon Blood Sword Dance!"
The blood in his body surged violently, like a wave rising again.
Immediately afterwards, he held the Qingfeng magic sword in the air, and under the urging of a burst of spells, the Qingfeng magic sword expanded to a range of 100 meters, extremely hot, and slashed towards the sword guard head-on.
"It's really delicious blood!"
The sword guard said something in a low voice, and immediately stepped out and greeted him with his sword.
No one could clearly see the direction of his attack. In short, against the backdrop of his speed, this seemingly ordinary sword move actually had a bit more mystery in it, making it hard to guard against.
Poof!
With a loud noise, the two passed by.
Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, he felt that the opponent had taken away the power of his blow.
With anger in his heart, he wanted to fight back, but found a black shadow suddenly rushing in front of him.
The speed was so fast that it was too late for people to react.
Oops¡¡
This was Zhang Yang's last thought.
"Stop!"
On the high platform, Sun Ci's pupils shrank suddenly.
With a roar, he raised his hand to kill the ring, trying to stop it.
However, it was too late.
When Zhang Yang reacted, he only felt a chill on his neck.
Immediately afterwards, a sense of powerlessness spread throughout his body.
The flow of all spiritual energy in the body and the control over the sword intent seemed to have lost their aim for an instant.
He saw the scene of blood gushing.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he had been stabbed on the neck!
Seeing that Zhang Yang was about to fall to the ground, the sword guard in front of him stretched out his hand, and there was a strange little bottle in his palm.
He uncorked the bottle, exuding a terrifying suction force from the small bottle, frantically absorbing the blood gushing from Zhang Yang's neck.
This, but the blood of Emperor Vein!
Incomparably precious.
When Sun Ci came to the stage, the sword guard had already absorbed enough blood essence from the emperor's veins. He put away the bottle and retreated quickly, just in time to dodge the sword that Sun Ci slashed at him.
"Publicity!"
Sun Ci helped Zhang Yang up, without further ado, he quickly stopped the bleeding with spiritual energy.
The next moment, he took out the elixir and fed it into Zhang Yang's mouth.
After taking the elixir, Zhang Yang's face looked a little better.
The wound on the neck stopped there.
"how do you feel?"
Sun Ci was extremely nervous, staring fixedly at Zhang Yang.
Although this wound is scary, it is not fatal.
After using spiritual energy to stop the bleeding and taking the elixir, Zhang Yang was considered stable.
Zhang Yang told Sun Ci with his eyes that he was fine.
At the same time, he also showed a wry smile.
Lost badly!
As the strongest arrogant of the younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect, I have high hopes for myself.
In the sparring with Dongjiange, he was provoked by the opponent, and he was the first to play, but he failed to win a victory.
It's really a bit embarrassing.
"I am ashamed."
Zhang Yang transmitted the sound to Sun Ci with difficulty.
Sun Ci shook his head, "You have tried your best."
Later, he raised his head, a look of anger flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, no words can describe his mood.
Really damn it.
I have clearly said before that this is just a friendly exchange of ideas, and dead hands are not allowed.
But the group of people in Dongjiange seemed to turn a deaf ear to this.
Could it be that, from the beginning to the end, he didn't take himself seriously?
"Is this the No. 1 Tianjiao of the Spirit Sword Sect? It's really boring!"
The sword guard put away the bottle silently, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "The purpose of my coming here is to challenge Zhang Yang. Since I found out that he is so vulnerable, there is no need for this challenge." Go on."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and said to the other dozen or so sword guards, "Let's go!"
Just leave like this?
All the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were very angry.
Speaking of friendly exchanges, almost killed our brother, and then wanted to leave as if nothing happened.
Why?
After a burst of booing, many disciples surrounded him, sharing the same hatred.
"Why, do you want to stop us?"
The leading sword guard sneered, "I'm afraid of you, I can't stop you!"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Those disciples were extremely angry and gritted their teeth.
This battle is really imminent!
"You want to kill my apprentice. As a master, I can't turn a blind eye to this."
Sun Ci walked out with a blank expression on his face, his eyes calm.
Everyone is in the seven changes of life and death, even if Sun Ci makes a move, it will not be enough to bully the other party. , Jianwei grinned and hooked his fingers.
Its meaning is self-evident.
brush!
Sun Ci's sword is extremely mysterious.
The swordsmanship he practiced is Dao Tianji Sword.
This sword seems illusory, but actually contains many changes.
The sword guard slashed out with a sword without hesitation, and collided with Sun Ci brazenly.
At this moment, the world trembled! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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