Zhao Bingyan shouted, and layers of invisible phantoms appeared on his body, among which the murderous aura was raging, making people cowardly before fighting. www.biquge.info The people in the audience just felt that Zhao Bingyan's momentum rose all of a sudden, and they cheered for him, only Chang Lang, who was at war with him, could feel that Zhao Bingyan was indeed not practicing Huashan internal martial arts but some other evil martial arts. Chang Lang couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Buzzing" Chang Lang felt that the sword in his hand was trembling, as if he was afraid of this terrifying aura, Chang Lang knew that he couldn't delay it any longer, Elder Chen hadn't made a move yet, it seemed that he had to desperately defeat Zhao Bingyan. Chang Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What, scared? It's too late to be afraid. Zhao Bingyan saw the wry smile on the corner of Chang Lang's mouth, and couldn't help but sarcastically.

It was useless to say more, Chang Lang quickly raised his sword, the tip of the sword pointed at Zhao Bingyan from afar, and with a move of his footsteps, he quickly rushed over. "Boom" chain of three swords, one sword is faster than a sword, like a lightning, dizzying, Zhao Bingyan is not slow in his hand, and quickly took over the three swords of the deadly chain.

As soon as Chang Lang's wrist flipped, the sword in his hand turned into a slash and slashed towards Zhao Bingyan. "Ding" Chang Lang's sword slashed towards Zhao Bingyan was easily taken by Zhao Bingyan, and there was a sound of fighting.

Chang Lang saw that the blow missed, reacted quickly, and pushed the sword in his hand forward hard, forcing Zhao Bingyan away slightly, Chang Lang quickly slashed the sword at Zhao Bingyan again.

The people in the audience gradually saw that the two were not like they were fighting, but like they were fighting to the death, and they wanted to tell them to stop, but they were worried that they would hurt each other. Knowing this, everyone in the audience stared at the stage with their eyes, for fear of any accidents, and some people quietly ran out, and the direction was the direction of the head.

Chang Lang knew that if he was suppressed by Zhao Bingyan, he would definitely not be able to dodge like last time, knowing this, the sword in Chang Lang's hand was even faster than a sword, like a wave on the sea, to drown Zhao Bingyan.

But Zhao Bingyan is a dripping defense, and he counterattacks a few times from time to time, making Chang Lang unguardable, if Chang Lang hadn't been careful about Zhao Bingyan's counterattack, I am afraid he would have been defeated by Zhao Bingyan a long time ago.

But if it is not for Chang Lang to be experienced, I am afraid that he would have lost, although Chang Lang has been attacking Zhao Bingyan, but Zhao Bingyan has found the right opportunity, and slashed at Chang Lang with a fierce sword, if it weren't for Chang Lang's experience, I am afraid he would have lost, even so, the opportunity to take the lead was lost, and Zhao Bingyan immediately counterattacked.

Chang Lang complained bitterly in his heart, and secretly complained about his mistake just now, "I have long said that Zhao Bingyan would fight back, but he caught the opportunity, this is difficult." Chang Lang could only tighten his teeth and defend Zhao Bingyan's offensive desperately.

Chang Lang felt that he was about to be unable to hold on, Zhao Bingyan's sword was so powerful that people had nowhere to dodge, so they could only connect hard, but the internal qi attached to the sword had a trace of evil and murderous aura, which made Chang Lang feel extremely awkward, in fact, this was also caused by Chang Lang's lack of familiarity with his internal strength. The high-level internal strength of the dignified Blood Knife Gate is an ordinary internal skill, but Chang Lang has no experience in practicing internal strength, and there is no one to guide him, so he has not exerted the true power of the Blood Knife Heart Sutra, but fortunately it has not been exerted, otherwise Chang Lang has just come to Huashan for a long time, as long as he has a little operation of the exercises, it will be exposed. There is a certain number of drinks and pecks in the world.

Chang Lang's sword was broken by Zhao Bingyan's move, and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, Chang Lang rolled and narrowly avoided Zhao Bingyan's move.

Zhao Bingyan saw that Chang Lang's sword was broken, and sneered, but his hand did not stop, but slashed towards Chang Lang faster, Chang Lang hurriedly used the broken sword in his hand to resist Zhao Bingyan's sword.

Chang Lang looked at the audience anxiously, I don't know when, Elder Chen left the competition platform, Chang Lang secretly scolded Elder Chen for being unreliable in his heart, while trying his best to resist Zhao Bingyan's sword.

Just when Chang Lang felt that he couldn't hold on, an angry roar came from outside: "Stop."

Chang Lang happily looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw the head and several elders standing outside, looking at Chang Lang and Zhao Bingyan on the stage. Chang Lang saw Elder Chen running towards him quickly, realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

With a "snort", Chang Lang looked at the long sword that passed through his chest, and looked at Zhao Bingyan with an indifferent face, and the broken sword in his hand slashed at Zhao Bingyan, but Zhao Bingyan had expected it and dodged the sword. Chang Lang felt that he couldn't support it, knelt on the stage, and poked his sword on the stage, so that his injured body would not fall, and his eyes looked at Zhao Bingyan fiercely, if his eyes could kill, it is estimated that Zhao Bingyan would have died I don't know how many times.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear?" The head He Yunshan said coldly.

Zhao Bingyan said respectfully: "The disciple can't hold his hand for a while, I hope the head will forgive me." He turned his head to Chang Lang and said, "Senior Brother Chang, it's not right Senior Brother, but you also know that you will inevitably be injured in the fight, and you must be able to understand Senior Brother Chang."

"Understand, I forgive you. Are you injured by mistake, you want my life? Chang Lang scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and quietly looked at the head to see what he was going to say.

He Yunshan said with a cold face: "Senior brother and sister want to fight like this?"

Zhao Bingyan hurriedly defended: "Master, the disciple knows his mistakes, and he shouldn't compete with Senior Brother Chang."

Chang Lang almost got angry when he heard this, and secretly scolded Zhao Bingyan for his shamelessness in his heart.

It seemed that Zhao Bingyan would say this, and the head of the house changed his words and said: "Zhao Bingyan, you come and explain to me, why do you have the internal strength of another faction." The words seemed murderous in the end, and it seemed that if Zhao Bingyan didn't give a reasonable explanation, he might be difficult to live.

Zhao Bingyan was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard the master's question, reacted quickly, and hurriedly knelt in front of the master, pretending not to know and said: "Master, the disciple doesn't know why you think that the disciple is practicing the internal skills of other factions, the disciples have been practicing the internal skills of Huashan for so many years, and they have been practicing the internal skills of Huashan."

Seeing that the head didn't speak, just stared at himself, Zhao Bingyan said lonely: "If the head thinks so, the disciple has no choice, after all, the disciple has really not practiced the internal skills of other sects, and has always practiced the internal skills of Huashan."

Chang Lang secretly said in his heart: "It's not good, this trick is beautiful to retreat and play."