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Ding Yuan suddenly laughed and said, "After fighting for so long, Yang Qingxuan is finally enlightened. ”

Everyone knew that he was the number one swordsman in the Northern Five Kingdoms, and there must be a reason for what he said, so Qing Buli asked, "What does Brother Ding Yuan mean?"

Ding Yuan said: "Yang Qingxuan's perception of sword intent is very deep, and Zuo Heng's sword intent is also very powerful, and his cultivation is better than Yang Qingxuan's. Therefore, it can only be played to the extreme in fast words, and if one party can't keep up, it will be cut immediately. ”

As Ding Yuan said, after Yang Qingxuan raised the speed of the sword, Zuo Heng obviously became agitated, and the range of the sword began to shrink.

Moreover, under the night of the hundred ghosts, every sword has a ghost crying wolf, and the evil scene of purgatory appears, disturbing people's hearts.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Under the extremely fast sword speed, the frequency of the two sword attacks became endless, and Zuo Heng retreated again and again, and his body began to bleed, obviously unable to keep up.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a large number of vines grew from the array, wrapping Yang Qingxuan's feet around at once, and spreading up along his body, wrapping around his head and hands.

The corners of Zuo Heng's mouth raised a cruel smile, and a sword slashed at him.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, he was entangled by the vine, and immediately slowed down by half a beat, and the vine was full of stingers, which wrapped around his body, which had a paralyzing effect, and his reaction was also slow.

"Martial Soul?!"

Yang Qingxuan reacted instantly, the martial soul suppression emanated from the center of his eyebrows, and those vines "crackled" from his body, and the hundred ghosts hurriedly blocked in front of him.

"Bang!"

Listening to the spring rain hitting the hundred ghosts at night, the hundred ghosts who were cut cried and cried, Yang Qingxuan took two steps back, and when he took the third step, a large number of vines rose from the ground and entangled his feet, causing his body to be unstable and fall backwards.

And Zuo Heng's sword came sideways again.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed the hundred ghosts and blocked it, and at the same time, he pinched the trick with his left hand, and a piece of sword qi spread out from his body, cutting those vines to pieces.

"Bang!"

Another powerful blow, like a mountain pressing down, shook his mouth numb, and flew backwards, until he hit a chess piece, then his body trembled and stopped.

I only felt the qi and blood in my body agitated, the skin entangled by vines, and the feeling of numbness.

"Sure enough, your martial soul suppression, after you cast it once, you must be separated by a certain amount of time. ”

Zuo Heng stretched out his red tongue, licked his lower lips, and said in a cruel voice: "After figuring out this rule, you will be completely no threat." ”

He stretched out his left hand, his five fingers opened, and a strange power appeared in the palm of his hand, which was a martial soul seal, forming a zigzag shape, which was a poisonous vine with thorns.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and he jumped up.

Where they were standing, the chess pieces behind them all burst out with countless poisonous vines and chased after them in the air.

Yang Qingxuan really gasified his wings, and flew straight up sixty or seventy zhang before those poisonous vines stopped, like long snakes, dancing in the air.

"The attack range of your martial soul is sixty zhang. ”

Yang Qingxuan made an accurate judgment at the moment.

Zuo Heng laughed wildly: "Haha, what if you know? Could it be that you can always fly in the air and never come down? Besides, even if you can't delay the time, I can go up!"

He leaped to his feet, turned into a streamer, raised his sword, and slashed upward.

And from the limbs of the body, a large number of poisonous vines also poured out, and they struck directly with the sword qi.

Yang Qingxuan's face was calm, and the sword momentum was together, and the hundred ghosts walked at night and slashed away. And seven or eight sword souls appeared around his body, turning into the sword realm and slashing at those poisonous vines.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The two fought fiercely in the air, and the shadow of a sword was horizontal.

But Yang Qingxuan was distracted by the other swords, and the slashing speed of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking could not be improved, but was pressed and beaten by Zuo Heng, and he kept retreating.

"Whew!"

A poisonous vine broke through the defense of the sword realm and wrapped around Yang Qingxuan's leg, like a poisonous snake, winding upward.

Fortunately, he had practiced physical arts, but he felt that his skin was numb, and if he was an ordinary martial artist, he would have been highly poisoned long ago.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed a sword with his left hand and slashed the poisonous vine away.

Where would Zuo Heng let go of such a good opportunity, listening to the spring rain at night, he slashed down wildly, and Yang Qingxuanzhen flew out with a "bang", throwing a blood line in the air.

Yang Qingxuan spurted several mouthfuls of blood, and that night listening to Chunyu's powerful sword power rushed into his body, cutting the muscle meridians on his body like a knife, and his physical functions began to be destroyed.

Not only that, but the hundred ghosts in his hand were nocturnal, and the ghosts on it were almost killed, and there was no spirituality on the sword.

"I'm sorry. ”

Yang Qingxuan let out a long sigh, he knew that these sword souls were peerless divine swords in their lifetimes, but because they were limited by their own strength, they couldn't exert their powerful power and humiliate the divine sword.

"Haha!"

Zuo Heng laughed wildly and said, "This battle has finally come to an end. ”

With poisonous vines entwined on his body, his face was full of gloom, and with the attitude of a victor, he raised his sword and pointed at Yang Qingxuan, and said coldly: "As long as you kneel down and kowtow in front of me, I can spare you from death." ”

Wu Qiyue's face was cold, and she looked quietly without any expression.

"Hehe, Zuo Hengxian's nephew is really magnanimous, at this time, he can still think of forgiving the other party, the so-called benevolent is invincible. ”

Wang Qing laughed, his face full of lightheartedness.

Zuo Ming also breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "This kid, I don't know who to learn from, benevolence and righteousness are good, but in the face of the enemy, you still have to kill them all." A hint of cruelty crossed his face.

Su Yu and the others were silent.

Su Ying said angrily: "Brother Qingxuan will never lose!"

Wang Qing smiled: "Hehe, the county lord is still too young and too ambitious. I remember a sage said that objective existence is not subject to human will, although the county lord is looking at Yang Qing Xuansheng wholeheartedly, but the cruel reality cannot be changed. ”

Su Ying bit her lip and said coldly: "The game is not over yet, you can watch it with your eyes wide open." Blindly commenting on random comments can only make you appear superficial. ”

Wang Qing's face turned pale, and all the upper echelons of the empire were present, so being confronted by a little girl made him lose face, but if he refuted the past, first, he offended the majesty of the royal family, and second, he looked even more faceless, which made him snort depressedly and stopped talking.

On the field, Zuo Heng sneered: "What, you can't pull down when you kneel?" Hehe, my original intention is to smash your face and let Qiyue know who she really should be the one she should favor." ”

Yang Qingxuan calmed down for a while, smiled coldly, and said, "What is the problem?"

Zuo Heng was stunned for a moment, then became furious, and roared: "I don't know whether the dog is alive or dead, go and die!"

The powerful True Yuan exploded from his body, and the sharp sound of breaking the sky sounded from the spring rain at night, which was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

Countless poison ivy rushed up from his body, entwined with the sword momentum, and spun around under the squeeze of the qi wave.