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On the top of the Forbidden City.

Yang Chen's figure was as fast as lightning, flashing rapidly in the moon like a disc, and the weapons in his hands constantly intersected, all of which attacked and separated in an instant.

The battle continues, and it makes people's hearts feel as if they have been lifted by a rope, and they are nervous.

Jerked.

After Yang Chen's Yunlai dagger stuck in Shang Yao's Han Feng Sword, he stared at Shang Yao and said, "Do you want to know what your weakness is?"

Shangyao said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! If you really say that you have weaknesses, it is that my strength is too weak." It's for the boss, but for you, it doesn't exist!"

Yang Chen sneered when he heard this, and said with a smile: "You are really conceited!"

Shangyao said: "This is not called conceit, but self-confidence!"

He violently exerted force in his hand, and was about to push Yang Chen away.

Yang Chen sneered, raised his feet, and kicked Shang Yao's abdomen fiercely.

The huge force kicked Shang Yao out of the air, and Yang Chen also used this force to do a backflip and land steadily.

When he landed, Shangyao was still in the process of regression.

The moment Yang Chen's toes landed, his legs and feet violently exerted force, and the whole person rushed towards Shang Yao like a cannonball.

Shangyao felt as if his lower abdomen had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his intestines were twisted together.

Suddenly, Shang Yao saw Yang Chen rushing towards him, and hurriedly turned around, hanging the bricks and tiles.

Suddenly, the tiles splashed, and he barely stopped his body.

However, at this moment, Yang Chen has already arrived.

Bite!

Shang Yao hurriedly raised his sword to block Yang Chen's dagger.

But after blocking it, Yang Chen's dagger slid like a loach on the Han Feng sword, stabbing Shang Yao's neck at a tricky angle.

Shang Yao's pupils suddenly contracted suddenly, because the Han Feng Sword was too long, he didn't have time to react at all, he could only use the hilt to smash Yang Chen's hilt.

When Yang Chen saw this, he picked up the hilt of Shang Yao's sword, and then kicked Shang Yao in the chest fiercely.

This kick is heavy.

Shangyao's whole person was kicked up by Yang Chen, and he was about to fall downstairs.

"Hey!" Shang Yao roared angrily, and the Han Feng Sword slammed into the position of the spine, barely controlling his body, and hung on the edge of the ridge so that he did not fall.

Shang Yao's right hand slammed into force, and one flipped over in the air and landed on the ridge again.

But Shangyao, who landed on the ridge of the roof, couldn't help but half-kneel down and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Those two feet were too heavy.

Yang Chen stared at Shangyao and asked, "Now, are you confident or conceited?"

"Poof!" Shangyao spat out a mouthful of blood and foamed, stared at Yang Chen and said, "You don't have to be proud, I was just careless just now!"

"Really?" Yang Chen sneered, stared at Shangyao and said, "Didn't you expect someone to beat you like this?"

"I told it!" Shangyao said angrily, "I was just careless!"

"That's good!" Yang Chen waved the dagger in his hand and said, "Try it again!"

"Look for death!" Shang Yao roared angrily and swung his sword at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen snorted coldly, his eagle eyes narrowed, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Shangyao.

Both of them are very fast and lightning.

Shang Yao's Han Feng Sword changed position and swept towards Yang Chen's eyes, if this blow was swept, Yang Chen's two eyes would probably be blinded.

Shang Yao's ability to change his moves so quickly in such a short period of time made Yang Chen a little unexpected, but Yang Chen, who reacted quickly, suddenly lowered his body and stabbed towards Shang Yao's chest.

Seeing this, Shangyao's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he hurriedly wanted to dodge Yang Chen's attack.

But this moment.

Burst!

Yang Chen's dagger slashed Shang Yao's left shoulder.

But Shang Yao's sword also slashed through Yang Chen's arm.

Blood splattered.

The two men snorted at the same time, took two steps back, and covered their wounds.

Ye Xin's whole heart lifted.

Just now she saw that Yang Chen had the upper hand and beat Shangyao to defeat and retreat, and she felt that she was about to win.

But I didn't expect Shangyao to have the power of a backhand, and now both of them were injured at the same time, which made Ye Xin worried.

On the top of the Forbidden City.

Yang Chen felt a chill on his arm, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at it.

He found that the place where he was injured had turned black and purple.

He knew that this should not be poisoning, but like frostbite!

Seeing this, Shangyao sneered: "I didn't expect it! My cold front is made of cold iron, with its own cold power, even if you touch the blade with your bare hands, you will be frostbitten, let alone slipped by it, you see that your blood is no longer flowing, it is frozen!"

Yang Chen's face was gloomy and he glanced at his arm.

As Shang Yao said, the arm was black and purple, it had been frozen, and the blood was no longer flowing down.

He estimated that the blood vessels had been frozen.

Cold Iron ......

Yang Chen didn't expect that there would really be such a thing!

Looking at the sight in Shangyao's hand, Yang Chenying's eyes narrowed slightly.

Shang Yao treated the wound, stared at Yang Chen and said, "I said that you will become the soul of my sword today!"

Yang Chen sneered, stared at Shang Yao and said, "Do you know? Your biggest weakness is that you don't fully understand the true meaning of the swordsmanship you have cultivated, and there is ...... The speed is really average!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Shangyao scolded: "Do you know what the Shangqing Sword Technique is?

In the sect, in their generation, he is called the first person, not in vain, but also to understand the Shangqing swordsmanship to a very profound level.

Now Yang Chen said that he was stubborn, which is simply ridiculous!

Yang Chen clenched Yunlai's dagger and said, "Then I'll let you see what fatal flaws you have today!"

After speaking, Yang Chen's gaze swept to his eyes, "Dongzi, see clearly, this is what you want!"

Suddenly, Yang Chen's feet shook, and his body had already appeared in front of Shang Yao.

Shangyao roared angrily, and the sword in his hand swept out frantically.

The cold light flickered, like a round wheel, slashing towards Yang Chen.

Shang Yao couldn't help but be overjoyed as he watched the sword sweep across Yang Chen's waist.

If this sword goes down, it will definitely be able to cut it off!

However, the moment the cold light crossed Yang Chen's figure, Shang Yao's face turned pale.

Because, he didn't feel any blocking sensation.

No matter how sharp his sword is, there is still a difference between slashing an object and being in the air, such a feeling...... It's so light!

Waiting for Shangyao's gaze, where is there Yang Chen's figure in front of him, it is completely empty!

"You're reading it wrong!" a deep voice came from behind him.

When Shangyao heard this, he hurriedly dodged.

However, it was already too late.

Burst!

Yang Chen was behind Shang Yao, swinging his dagger violently and sweeping over.

Although Shangyao had already dodged, the speed was still not as fast as Yang Chen's hand.

The dagger slashed across Shang Yao's back, leaving a scar.

"Ahh

"You!!" Shang Yao stared at Yang Chen, angry.

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