In just a few words, Gu Tianyang restored the details of the battle. [No pop-ups.]

Everyone listened with bated breath.

After being blown away by Feng Chongyang, these three people were able to take advantage of their numerical advantage and take the opportunity to find an opportunity to sneak attack, and ...... Almost succeeded in the sneak attack!

Aside from the powerful exercises, their sense of smell for combat instinct made all the warriors feel trembling.

"I'm sorry to say that we both used all the strength to feed, and you just scared him, and you failed us too much. ”

The tyrant stood not far away, with a critical look, and although the steel shield did not speak, there was a faint mockery between his eyes.

Gu Tianyang's anger that had just calmed down burned again in an instant.

"Damn, I have to split the two of you today!"

Pick up the greatsword and throw it like a javelin.

Rumble!

The greatsword eventually became embedded deep in the ground.

Seeing that the three of them were making a fuss again, Feng Chongyang squeezed out a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "In the end, it's just three brave and reckless men." ”

At this time, Gu Tianyang had already rushed to the giant sword, ready to pull it out.

Click.

A crisp sound stopped him from moving.

"Huh?"

Looking down, Gu Tianyang's face changed instantly, ", isn't it!"

I saw a crack spread on the sword's body, just like a virus, it was still splitting and spreading.

Feng Chongyang's earth-shattering finger before actually completely destroyed this sword.

"Wait, if this sword is broken, the ...... in it" The tyrant suddenly stopped abruptly, not daring to say any more.

Steel Shield, Gu Tianyang, and even Tang Xie all changed color slightly.

In a few moments, the sword was already full of cracks, and it seemed that it would fall apart at any moment.

Call.

There was a slight mountain breeze blowing.

Like the last straw that bent the camel, the giant sword could no longer hold on, and with a bang, it turned into fragments in the sky.

"What!"

"There's ...... in there"

"A sword, and there's a sword hidden in it!"

The atmosphere was as if there had been an earthquake, and hundreds of people gasped at the same time, and the scene was spectacular.

And all the visual focus was on the sword in front of Gu Tianyang.

The snow-white sword body was not stained with a single trace of smoke and dust, and even the fragments of the sky that the giant sword had collapsed from seemed to be afraid of its appearance, and they avoided it one after another, falling on the ground around it.

Even from a distance of more than 100 meters, all the martial artists could feel a strong cold aura spreading from the sword body.

"Hall Master, this is ......" Chu Zhenghao was excited, his voice trembling.

Feng Chongyang is not the same, although there is a chill on his face, his whole body is boiling hot.

"It's the Snow Dragon Holy Sword!"

After saying this name, Feng Chongyang suddenly rushed into the crown angrily and let out a loud roar, "Tang Xie, what else do you have to say, this is clearly the supreme treasure of my Taiqing Palace, the Snow Dragon Holy Sword!"

All the disciples of the Taiqing Hall and the Nine Sects took a step forward at the same time, glaring at Tang Xie with anger.

If you are a person who is psychologically weak, I am afraid that you will be scared to pee directly.

Who knows, Tang Xie acted like a nobody, there was not even a little embarrassment on his face, and he nodded calmly: "Yes, this is indeed the Snow Dragon Holy Sword, I know it without you reminding me." ”

"You ......"

Feng Chongyang's body trembled, and he was almost choked with internal injuries.

Taking a strong breath, Feng Chongyang returned to his cold face: "Didn't you say just now that the Snow Dragon Holy Sword is not in your hand, so how can you explain it now?"

He thought that this sonorous and powerful questioning could shock Tang Xie, but Tang Xie still looked calm.

In the next second, he said lightly: "When did I say that the holy sword is no longer in my hand?"

Feng Chongyang decisively took out the note again, and said in a loud voice: "You said it yourself, half of the content on it is true, and it is the second half!"

The note clearly reads: I am on Huoyun Mountain with the Snow Dragon Holy Sword, and I want to try the Taiqing Sword of the Wind Hall Lord.

Tang Xie smiled and shot back calmly: "But I didn't say that the content of the first half of this paragraph is fake." ”

“……”

Feng Chongyang was choked again.

The faces of the hundreds of warriors behind him were also as ugly as eating flies.

Tang Xie had just finished speaking, but the three tyrants stopped talking again.

"As the boss, I give full marks for this wave of explanations. ”

"It's still the boss's deep routine, haha. ”

"Don't be stunned, everyone, there's nothing wrong with what our boss said. ”

These few mending knives made Feng Chongyang furious to the extreme.

Damn, who's your old iron!

"Tang Xie!"

With a sword shout to save some momentum, Feng Chongyang pointed directly at the Snow Dragon Holy Sword, "Return the Holy Sword, and you will not die!"

The warriors roared and roared, eager to vent all their anger.

"Hand over the Holy Sword!"

"Hand over the exercises!"

"Otherwise, we will not be spared!"

These people were really anxious, and they all forgot to maintain their image of being famous and upright, and directly shouted out their intention to plunder the exercises.

Feng Chongyang's brows furrowed slightly, but he was soon relieved.

Now that you have made up your mind to kill Tang Xie and the gang, what about saying your intentions?

"The holy sword is here, and the exercises are also here, I want to ......"

Tang Xie's gaze instantly condensed with infinite battle intent, "Take it!"

It was just an ordinary shout, but it also made many people feel pain in their eardrums, as if they had heard Feng Chongyang's sword drink.

"Good!"

After Feng Chongyang finished speaking, his body rushed forward and swept in the direction of Tang Xie.

Compared to just now, the sense of danger he gave people was simply multiplied.

Steel shield held its breath.

The tyrant's eyes widened.

Gu Tianyang's whole body was tense.

However, they soon turned pale.

The sense of oppression released by Tang Xie is not bad at all.

He didn't use a sword, but rushed forward with the ten thousand waves of gold, and used his fist to fight against Feng Chongyang's finger sword.

Boom Boom!

In the midst of the lightning and fire, the two of them actually took dozens of moves, except for a few tyrants present, and then only the martial artists of innate cultivation could keep up with the battle of the two, and the martial artists below the innate level saw nothing more than an illusory light and shadow.

Terrible.

In the face of such a battle, the vast majority of martial artists have run out of words, and only these two pale words are left in their minds.

Boom!

Feng Chongyang originally used his right hand to draw a sword, and when he was dealing with Tang Xie, he suddenly sacrificed his left hand, and a beam of power that Pei Mo could resist came overwhelmingly.

Seeing this, Qin Buwei suddenly realized: "Oops, I just remembered that the Wind Hall Lord is left-handed, and what he is really powerful is the left-handed sword!"

Sure enough, when this beam of sword qi first came out, it was only as thick as a stick, and when it rushed in front of Tang Xie, it expanded to the thickness of a thigh.

This can no longer be called a sword, but more like a large wooden cone used to hit the city walls in ancient wars.

In the face of this sword, the calmness in Tang Xie's eyes faded for the first time.