Chapter 153: A Sword

"Don't be ashamed!" Yu Feichen moved slightly, the long sword behind his back came out of its sheath, he held the sword in his hand, and a cold and murderous sword intent spread far away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, Yu Feichen's hand is quite gentlemanly, as a sword spirit, or a gold-level mid-level sword spirit, Yu Feichen's arrogance can be imagined.

He is a psychic sword body, and he is born with a supreme perception of swords, and the sword spirit is far beyond other professions of the same level, and he is far beyond other sword spirits.

Even in the face of some gold-level high-level disciples of Tianshu Peak, Yu Feichen was fearless, and he even challenged it privately, fighting for several hours without defeat, causing a sensation in Tianshu Peak.

Helplessly, this time Dabi ran into Lin Xiyun, both of them are gold-level mid-level, one is a psychic sword body, and the other is an innate five elements body, Yu Feichen was accidentally defeated with a move in the end, and he was really unwilling.

But as a gentleman, he admits that his skills are not as good as others, and Lin Xiyun's strong strength is obvious to all.

And Liu Yang? A beginner-level companion master, and he dares to talk about a sword, a sword, he can cut this empty man off the platform.

Liu Yang only saw Yu Feichen's face change several times, and finally his eyes showed resentment.

He shook his head, really not understanding where he had offended this stubborn man.

But if others don't give it a good look, he naturally wants to return the color.

"Liu Yang, I'll give you another chance, don't care about any sword, give you a chance to compete with me." Yu Feichen said proudly.

Liu Yang shook his head, it seems that he gave Yu Feichen this opportunity, right?

But with such a stubborn person, he doesn't bother to argue, everything depends on the sword's efforts.

He clenched the sword of victory, and endless yuan power surged out, forming a sword that was a few feet high, and it was uncertain.

"Just a sword." He muttered, as if he were recounting the most mundane facts.

The next moment, a light breeze blew, and his whole body disappeared in everyone's exclamations.

A little light suddenly lit up, the void trembled, and a sword light several feet long broke through the air and galloped towards Yu Feichen.

In the lightsaber, Liu Yang can be vaguely seen holding the sword with both hands, raising it above his head, like a word, stabbing forward!

The air let out a piercing scream, it was the sound of being cut by a lightsaber, and a huge wind blew in his face, and Yu Feichen's hair was blown away, and he couldn't avoid standing still.

This sword is monstrous, containing incomparable power, and it is difficult to avoid it, even if it can be avoided, with Yu Feichen's arrogance, he will definitely take it hard.

His body slowly rose, and the spirit weapon sword slowly danced in his hand, from left to right, as if he was drawing a half circle in front of him.

After drawing two and a half circles, he held the sword in his hand, and gently pointed it forward, and the endless brilliance bloomed, as if a bright moon slowly rose.

And Liu Yang's whole person was in a circle of silver light, like a bright sun.

Sunlight and Yuehua clashed in the air from afar, and they couldn't fight, but in the blink of an eye, the sun and the moon collided together, bursting out with ten thousand rays of light.

The earthquake trembled, and the aftermath spread out rapidly in all directions, and the high platform suddenly cracked countless cracks, and it actually sank a few inches alive.

Everyone's eyes widened, for fear of missing every detail of this one-sword covenant.

In the brilliance, the tips of the two swords collided with extreme accuracy.

It was as if the sun was falling from the sky and hitting the rising moon.

Liu Yang smiled slightly, and the bright sun accelerated suddenly, and the bright moon, in the exclamation of everyone, became a rout and disappeared into the high platform.

There was a loud bang, countless gravel splashed, and a large pit appeared in the high platform, Liu Yang hung upside down in the air, his body was straight, and the long sword was piercing in the center of the pit.

All the gold-level disciples flew up one after another, and saw that in the center of the deep pit, under the long sword, Yu Feichen posed in a herringbone shape, and his face became extremely pale.

His long sword had already fallen on one side, and his hands were empty, as a sword spirit, without the long sword in his hand, everyone knew what it meant.

This is no different from a defeat, and it is a one-sided fiasco.

Even when he fought with Lin Xiyun, who was the body of the innate five elements, Yu Feichen seemed to be at ease, fighting for dozens of rounds.

The name of the sword demon almost resounded throughout the sect, but in front of Liu Yang, he couldn't even take a sword.

What's more, the latter is also a gold-level beginner-level companion, although he also holds a sword, it is unbelievable that a layman defeats a sword master with one move.

Liu Yang took advantage of his strength to jump lightly and returned to the ground, he waved the long sword lightly with his right hand, erected it behind him, and put his left hand with two fingers, across his chest, and bowed slightly, "Accept." ā€

This standard sword salute fell in Yu Feichen's eyes, which only made him feel extremely ironic.

He withstood Liu Yang's terrifying blow, and his body didn't suffer much damage, but the sword heart in his body had become full of holes.

He picked up his sword and got up, turned around and left without saying a word, and there was a loud cheer behind him, everything had nothing to do with him.

No one cares about a loser, let alone an unlikable loser.

The referee raised Liu Yang's one hand with a happy face, and shouted excitedly: "Liu Yang of Tianquan Island, win!" ā€

There was another burst of cheers and applause, Liu Yang bowed to the four sides and thanked him, and then grabbed the referee with some excitement, "When can I enter Tianji Peak?" ā€

The referee was taken aback by Liu Yang's reaction, he quickly withdrew his hand, and looked like I didn't stir the base, "I'm just a referee, I don't know anything." ā€

"I've already inquired for you clearly, the winning reward Tianshu Summit sent someone to Tianquan Island, as for entering Tianji Peak, there will be disciples of Tianji Peak to lead you away, you just go back and wait." Lin Xiyun took two steps forward, and there was a smile on his face.

Liu Yang was overjoyed, and subconsciously said: "You have helped me a lot this time, and when that thing comes out, we will be four or six." ā€

The referee was confused, obviously not knowing what that thing was, but Lin Xiyun raised a smile.

As soon as Liu Yang spoke, he felt slightly regretful, five or five opened it had already made his heart hurt, and now he got carried away for a while, and even said four or six, isn't this digging a pit and jumping by himself?

"I didn't help anything, and if I replaced me, I might not be your opponent." Lin Xiyun looked at Liu Yang twice, and said suspiciously: "Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief, don't you have any thoughts about me?" ā€

Liu Yang almost squirted out a mouthful of old water, he looked at Lin Xiyun's ******** body, and wanted to say that he didn't look at you, but he felt that it was too contrary to his will.

"Don't worry, I don't think that way about you." Liu Yang is a serious Taoist.

"And what do you think of me?"

Looking at the smiling woman in front of him, Liu Yang couldn't wait to slap her **** a few times, but if he did it in front of everyone, he was afraid that he would be torn to pieces in an instant by those brainless fans.

"Is it true that you only have less than a year to live?" Lin Xiyun suddenly asked.

Liu Yang was stunned, "Of course it's true, what's the matter, I'm afraid that no one will let you run if I die?" ā€

Lin Xiyun rarely didn't fight back, and said seriously: "Don't worry, good people don't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years." ā€

ps: Thank you for the reward of [Heart Flying], woo woo! (To be continued.) )