Li Wenao's eyes flickered on Ye Sanqian, Zhang Yang, and Xiang Nan, and he laughed softly, "Which of you comes first!"

"I'll do it first!"

Ye Sanqian's figure flickered to the ring, turned to look at the two of them and said, "Which of you will come to the stage to give guidance!"

"I'm going to fight you!"

Zhang Yang swept to the ring, his eyes were full of fighting intent: "Your swordsmanship is good, I don't know how to compare with me!"

"You can try!"

Ye Sanqian said softly.

"Then take it!"

Zhang Yang swept three meters in front of Ye Sanqian with an arrow step, the long sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed, and the bright and sharp sword light enveloped Ye Sanqian.

"It's good to come!"

Ye Sanqian didn't retreat, he pulled out his sword at an extremely fast speed, and then burst out several sword lights first.

Boom!

The sword and sword collided constantly, bursting out with dazzling sparks, and the aftermath of the sweeping sword qi left several deep sword marks on the pillars of the ring.

"Okay, take me ten more swords!"

Ye Sanqian's superb swordsmanship made Zhang Yang's battle intent strong to the limit, and he jumped high in the middle of the long roar, and then raised the power of the Qingling Sword Technique to the limit, and the swaying moves poured down like raindrops.

Zhang Yang is one of the few people with outstanding kendo talent in the young generation of the Zhang family of the ancient martial arts family, and the Qingling swordsmanship seems to come alive in his hands.

"Don't talk about ten swords, what about a hundred swords!"

The flamboyant swordsmanship attainments made Ye Sanqian also energetic, swinging dozens of swords at a faster speed, and a sword was faster than a sword, wanton and horizontal, capable and rivaled, tortured by the old man since he was a child, Ye Sanqian's swordsmanship attainments were naturally extremely high, and at this time, they were all unleashed, like the silver screen was invincible, and like the white rainbow through the sun, a sword was worth ten swords.

The tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, and Mars hits the earth.

The two extremely exaggerated and condensed sword qi kept colliding, and the figures of the two kept intertwining, and ordinary people couldn't see the battle situation clearly at all, and they could only roughly judge who was who according to the color of their clothes.

"The kendo attainments of these two juniors are really incredible, let me wait for shame!"

"Sure enough, it is the back waves of the Yangtze River that push the front waves, we are really old, and the future is theirs!"

......

Many bigwigs on the rostrum also looked at them in shock, although they were also very dicks when they were young, but compared with the two teenagers in front of them, the gap was really not half a star.

The other martial artists were full of horror, especially the geniuses of the ancient martial arts family who had lost to Zhang Yang before, they were still a little unconvinced at the time, and felt that they were just unlucky.

But now it seems that Zhang Yangyuan has not done his best.

Ouyang Hao and Ouyang Wang, who were defeated by Ye Sanqian, also had ugly faces, the reason why they came here today was to watch Ye Sanqian's defeat, but they saw Ye Sanqian with this strength.

In other words, Ye Sanqian really had reservations when fighting them, which made them even more unacceptable, and they were really humiliated and destroyed.

Immediately, his eyes were blood-red and full of resentment, this hatred must be recovered, and it must be repaid a hundred times.

Boom!

The two of them are still fighting fiercely in the ring, you give me a sword and my backhand is to return two swords, the two of them hit the air from the ring and then from the air to the ground, the visual impact is really indescribable.

Looking at Zhang Yang's excited face, Xiang Nan's face was strange, this Zhang Yang was completely enjoying the battle at this time, and his state at this time was unprecedentedly good, if he faced Zhang Yang at this moment, the probability of him losing was extremely great.

immediately looked at Ye Sanqian, if he could defeat the publicity of this state, then he would probably be a send-off to him.

Ye Sanqian waved the long sword and his eyes flickered, to be honest, Zhang Yang's strength is indeed undoubted, it is rare in the younger generation, especially the one-handed swordsmanship, smart, weird, and there is a feeling of being everywhere caused by will.

This gives you a hearty feeling of meeting your opponent.

"Green Spirits in the Sky!"

At this time, Zhang Yang suddenly and quickly withdrew from the battlefield, the whole person quickly retreated, his face was strange, and his right hand holding the sword quickly slid a circle, and then countless sword qi burst out in a spiral form, almost covering the entire ring.

"This move is the penultimate trick in Qingling's swordsmanship, he actually succeeded in cultivating, won, won, Zhang Yang won!"

"As a five-grade martial arts, the last five moves of the Qingling Sword Technique are extremely powerful, and each move has the attribute of superimposed attack power, that is to say, at this time, Zhang Yang's attack has increased at least twice, and it is also an instant increase, this Ye Sanqian will definitely not be able to withstand this move!"

"It shouldn't be resistible, I have to be a little vigilant in the face of this trick, Ye Sanqian is just a sixteen-year-old boy in the end, although he is good enough, but there are also online ones!"

........

At this time, the audience was shocked and amazed by the excellence of the publicity.

And Xiang Nan, his face was shocked but angry, this Zhang Yang actually hid this kind of killing move, why didn't he use it when he fought him, did he look down on him?

How did he know that Zhang Yang's whole person was in a state of madness at this time, and he had practiced this trick countless times before, but the effect was very poor, and he never knew the essentials.

Just now, suddenly there was an inspiration flashing in my mind, and I threw it out with a move, and it was successful, which can be regarded as a breakthrough in the battle, which is both luck and luck

Although the attack had not yet attacked Ye Sanqian, Zhang Yang had a feeling of relaxation, he believed that under this move, Ye Sanqian would be absolutely unable to resist.

Feeling the power of Zhang Yang's move, Ye Sanqian's face was also slightly dignified, a little vigilant but not fearful, he had a lot of killing moves, and he had more hole cards.

But he didn't want to use it now, but wanted to experiment with the power of the harvest of the sword in the past two nights.

Immediately, Ye Sanqian turned his sword upwards under the puzzled gaze of everyone, then closed his eyes, and wiped the sword finger in his left hand on the sword.

The next moment.

An indescribable sword breath radiated from Ye Sanqian's body, like a gust of wind, blowing Ye Sanqian's slightly longer bangs, covering a radius of several hundred meters.

Buzz Buzz!

The sword-wielding warriors in this range were shocked to find that their swords were trembling, buzzing excitedly, and they felt like they were about to unsheath automatically.

"Sword intent, this is sword intent, how is it possible!"

There was a big guy on the rostrum, who stood up directly regardless of his image and shouted loudly.

"The sword breath is like the wind radiating, the breath is meaningful, sharp and indestructible, sword intent, this is the taste of the sword!"

"How is it possible, how old is he, sixteen years old to comprehend the sword intent, is he a devil?"

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