[PS: Bow and thanks: Cute and charming and half-fairy brother for the reward, xiexie two for their support, thank you very much! ] 】

Yang Yu took a serious look at Yue Zifeng, and only then did he let go of his heart when he was sure that he had no ill will towards him.

"Zhao Wuliang, let's start!" Yang Yu took a few steps forward, the sword in his hand was pointed at from afar, and a momentum that looked at the world made Zhao Wuliang feel a little weak.

"Hmph, look for death!" Zhao Wuliang pulled out the saber on his waist and pointed at Yang Yu, "A yellow-level martial artist also wants to defeat a Xuan-level martial artist, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, let me understand you today." ”

"Without further ado, come on!" Yang Yu shouted, he hates people relying on the old and selling the old the most.

"Well, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Yue Zifeng frowned, and his tone was very disdainful.

"Kill!" Zhao Wuliang jumped forward, and he actually made the first move.

Yang Yu didn't move, but the corners of his mouth were slowly upturned, and the Taiji swordsmanship was comprehended seventy percent, so that he looked at other swordsmanship, and suddenly felt that there were many loopholes, and in his opinion, Zhao Wuliang's swordsmanship was not even as good as Huang Yunhui.

It's not inferior, the gap is too big.

"It's too big to make a move." Yue Zifeng shouted at Yang Yu, "Are you here to send you to death, and the Liu family is still counting on you to protect it." ”

"Yang Yu, do it!" Tang Wei was also anxious.

Only Gongsun Yunshang smiled faintly, he knew Yang Yu's swordsmanship, that kind of swordsmanship, the first strike is not dominant, passive defense, and then wait for the other party to show flaws, he will definitely be able to win with one blow.

"Die!"

"Really? Just rely on your rough swordsmanship. ”

Yang Yu was very contemptuous, the Junzi Sword shook, his wrist spun, the Junzi Sword rotated, and Zhao Wuliang's sword seemed to have fallen into a whirlpool. This vortex is constantly strangled by everything that enters it.

"It's broken!" Zhao Wuliang's face changed drastically, and he actually felt that he couldn't grasp the sword anymore.

Are you kidding.

He is a Xuan-level martial artist, and he fights with a rookie yellow-level martial artist, but he can't hold the sword, is this a dream?

The hand holding the sword became more and more strained, and his sword began to rotate with the whirlpool, and his body swayed from side to side, as if it was about to rotate with the whirlpool.

"What's going on?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Yue Zifeng muttered to himself, surprise written on his face.

"Go!" Yang Yu scolded, and the whirlpool was agitated.

"Boom!"

Zhao Wuliang flew out directly, a mouthful of blood spit out, the steps under his feet were extremely messy, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and then looked at his sword, there were gaps on it, as if he had been bitten by a mouse.

"Impossible, this impossible, how can there be such a swordsmanship?" Zhao Wuliang completely lost his senses.

The power of a sword shocked the Quartet.

"Although the beginner's Tai Chi sword technique is powerful, it doesn't have this power, is this Xiao Cheng's Tai Chi sword technique?" Gongsun Yunshang was secretly surprised.

Only Tang Wei's face was excited, Yang Yu's current achievements were completely beyond her expectations, such strength, such a record, it was also well-deserved.

"I don't believe it, look at my Snowless Sword!" Zhao Wuliang was furious, like a crazy bison, he wanted to kill Yang Yu, and swore to kill Yang Yu.

"Good time."

Yang Yu took a step back, as soon as the gentleman's sword was drawn, Zhao Wuliang lost his direction, and he would not let go of this opportunity, Yang Yu's sword momentum instantly became faster, and he slashed at Zhao Wuliang's arm.

Zhao Wuliang was originally confused and lost his direction, and this time he lost his sense of proportion, could it be that an arm was going to be gone, Zhao Wuliang couldn't let such a thing happen, at a critical time, he directly abandoned the sword, and then quickly curled his hand back.

"Abandon the sword!"

Several people watching the battle showed a hint of shame, those who used the sword would rather die than abandon the sword, but Zhao Wuliang actually abandoned the sword so simply.

"Shame!"

"Shame on those who wield the sword."

"How can there be such garbage in Tianlongmen."

Zhao Wuliang's face was flushed, he really wanted to explain, he was not good at using a sword, but recently in order to cultivate the Wuxue Sword, he was equipped with a sword, but the Wuxue Sword was not practiced, and he encountered the biggest crisis instead.

"Boy, your swordsmanship is very powerful, but a Xuan-level martial artist is a Xuan-level martial artist, look at my blood dragon claws." Zhao Wuliang seemed to have recovered his state, and as soon as he made a move, he was ruthless.

A claw came out, and the surrounding area was filled with blood.

Yang Yu showed a cautious look, this claw was very ferocious, he was sure that the top of Zhao Wuliang's fingers was definitely not red paint, it must be blood.

What kind of fist technique actually needs to consume blood and qi.

It's certainly not small.

A claw is already in sight.

Yang Yu used all his strength to perform the Tai Chi Sword Technique, and the strange whirlpool appeared again, but this time he felt a strong obstacle, the Junzi Sword actually made a sound of rubbing against Zhao Wuliang's palm, and the whirlpool rotated more and more slowly, and gradually became a little unable to support it.

Yang Yu was a little panicked.

Tai Chi swordsmanship is now like a wave of a whirlpool, and ordinary items that fall into this whirlpool will be driven to rotate, but if a boulder appears, the boulder is likely to spin twice and sink.

Vortex, that's the liliang that is wearing down the enemy.

But when the enemy's liliang exceeds the limit of what the whirlpool can bear, then the matter is big and the whirlpool will be difficult to continue.

"No way!" Yang Yu gritted his teeth and urged the purple and green true qi in his body with all his might, "It can't be delayed any longer, Zhao Wuliang must be killed within the three swords." ”

Yang Yu's true qi is not much, and he can't afford to consume it.

"Haha, can't you hold on?" Zhao Wuliang discovered Yang Yu's changes, and he relied on his cultivation to oppress Yang Yu.

"Hmph, you're still far away." Yang Yu smiled coldly, the sword in his hand suddenly turned, and the whirlpool that was originally clockwise instantly turned counterclockwise, and Zhao Wuliang who was in the whirlpool was caught off guard, and the whole person flew out to the side.

"Good chance!"

Yang Yuhu stepped into the air, and it was a sword at Zhao Wuliang's head.

"Not good!"

Zhao Wuliang sensed the crisis, and his body turned back, but how could Yang Yu just put away his sword like this, and the sword pressed over again.

"Whew!"

Zhao Wuliang's speed was still a little slower, the blood vessels in his thighs were punctured, blood gushed out, and he rolled to the side with grinning teeth, looking at the upper part of his legs, Zhao Wuliang hurriedly clicked a few times, and then looked up at Yang Yu in horror.

"You ......" he saw a terrifying scene.

Yang Yu actually jumped up and slashed directly at him with a sword, how could he block it now? Behind it is the turbulent river.

No, the person in front of him is too evil.

Unstoppable, Zhao Wuliang plunged into the sea headlong.

Plop.

"Jumping into the sea, this trick won't work for me, you'll only die faster in the sea." Yang Yu said, and then turned over and faced Zhao Wuliang in the sea with a swift sword.

"What?" Zhao Wuliang was stunned.

"Die!" Yang Yu shouted.

Zhao Wuliang dared to take Yang Yu's sword and retreated directly, but the sea was not as good as the shore, when moving, the water had resistance, and the speed of people would slow down too much.

"Whew!"

A sword passed through Zhao Wuliang's shoulder, blood spilled out, and Zhao Wuliang was completely panicked.

"Hmph, heaven and earth, you have to die today." Yang Yu floated in the water, and it was another sword in an instant.

"You ......" As soon as Zhao Wuliang said a word, he saw a wave of water coming, directly hitting his eyes.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his heart, and when the waves passed, Zhao Wuliang looked at his chest, and a jet-black sword passed directly through his chest, hitting his heart.

"Die!" Yang Yu said coldly, without the slightest emotion, pulled out his sword, and cut off Zhao Wuliang's head casually, and then slowly swam ashore.

"Xuan-level martial artist, but that's it." Yang Yu shook the water on his body, sneered slightly, and then threw Zhao Wuliang's head aside.