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Chapter 1308: Yang Xiu's Sword Dao

Shout!

A sword is drawn!

Yang Xiu used a move of the Yang family's swordsmanship.

Dao Jian also swung a sword, but it was a pity that his sword qi collapsed layer by layer under Yang Jian's sword qi, and finally staggered back a few steps!

Just these few steps, you can see who is strong and who is weak!

"It seems that Xiu'er is by Ye Qingyun's side, and his cultivation has been greatly improved!

"You've lost!"

Yang Jian looked forward and said lightly.

But at this moment, suddenly, in a cave, a figure burst out like a sharp sword, and everywhere it passed, there was a violent aura.

The figure went straight towards Yang Xiu, and then slapped it with a palm!

Ye Qingyun had been observing, and seeing that the person was about to come, he snorted coldly.

It can be said that the moment the other party stepped out, his figure moved!

Slap it with a palm!

Rumble!

The next moment, the two palms slammed together!

Poof!

That person couldn't resist Ye Qingyun's palm force at all, and his entire body kept retreating towards the back, and his figure fell straight down in the next moment.

"How dare you attack me!"

The man could not bear the power of the palm, and he said such a thing.

"You deserve a sneak attack too?"

Ye Qingyun said indifferently, and slapped it with one palm again, directly slapping the other party to death with one palm!

The ruthless methods made the faces of the people around him change slightly, and their eyes lit up.

In the end, the sword had to admit defeat.

Ye Qingyun did not challenge Yang Xiu and returned to the cave mansion.

At this moment, another person came, and he was standing in front of Yang Xiu.

This person is strange, wearing a bronze mask, revealing a pair of eyes, and at this moment the eyes under the mask reveal a trace of coldness.

One of his figures rushed straight forward and slapped it with one palm!

The power of the strong palm is stirred out.

Under this palm, Yang Xiu took more than ten steps back in a row.

However, the man with the hideous bronze mask did not move.

The man raised his head proudly and made a vicissitudes of life: "You can't do it!

Just like that, the verdict was made with one palm.

"My cultivation is in the Holy Palace Realm!"

The man said again, and immediately lost interest in Yang Jian.

Strangely, this guy's eyes are blood-red, extremely demonic, exuding bursts of pupil power, echoing all around.

Yang Xiu frowned, but still took a step: "I still want to give it a try!"

Martial arts, full of difficulties!

It's okay to lose, but if you lose without a fight, Yang Jian can't accept it!

"Good!"

The bronze masked man licked his lips and said, "I can fulfill you!"

"If you can withstand my three palms, your cultivation will definitely improve!"

That person seemed to be interested in Yang Xiu and wanted to give Yang Xiu a great transformation.

As he spoke, he stepped out, and in an instant, he came to Yang Xiu's body, and then slapped it with a palm!

Bang!

Yang Xiu couldn't swing out a palm and resisted with his palm.

The palms touched, he took a few steps back again, his face was a little solemn, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but his eyes were as bright as stars, and he looked ahead, just about to speak excitedly.

Unexpectedly, the man then took a step, and slapped it again with the same action as before.

It's just that this palm has no killing intent, and some are just the purest spiritual power!

Bang!

As soon as the palm fell, Yang Xiu took a few steps back again, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, but this time, the spiritual power in his body was surging, and he didn't retreat but advanced, and directly slapped it with a palm!

Rumble!

The third palm continues to descend!

Yang Xiu took five steps back in a row before he stabilized.

At this moment, a powerful aura erupted from his body!

Everyone was shocked to feel this!

Martial artists can indeed comprehend and improve their cultivation in battle, but there are very few such people!

In general, both sides will strike mercilessly, which is the so-called life-and-death battle.

However, before, this young man with a bronze hideous mask had no killing intent in every move, and it seemed that he wanted to help Yang Xiu enter a higher realm!

Yang Xiu was stunned in place, slightly in a daze, thoughtful.

"Got it!"

Ye Qingyun knew that Yang Xiu was comprehending, and after comprehending, his cultivation and strength would be greatly improved.

The bronze masked man raised his head and looked ahead, his blood-red demonic eyes flashed with essence, he also knew that Yang Xian was comprehending, and he didn't bother.

Obviously, he was helping Yang Xiu!

Epiphany is rare for every martial artist.

For martial artists, it is hard to find.

Time was slowly passing, and everyone found that Yang Xiu's body exuded a huge momentum, soaring into the sky, if it continued like this, his cultivation would definitely improve!

But things won't go so well.

A demonic young man in another meteorite looked at Yang Xiu with envy and even jealousy.

This man is a man of the Protoss, and his name is Luo Guoya.

Not only is this person ruthless, but he also blushes when he sees others getting benefits.

Murder and treasure hunting are commonplace for him.

Anything he fancies can't escape the palm of his hand!

Epiphanies are all things that are hard to come by for him.

And what makes him ridiculous is that so far, he has not had an epiphany, he naturally knows what kind of improvement a martial artist will have after an epiphany! What kind of benefits will it have!

Therefore, he was envious, jealous and hated Yang Xiu.

Especially when he found that Yang Xiu's cultivation was not even as good as him......

By what, a waste, a garbage can get an epiphany!

Why?

A light of jealousy gradually appeared in his eyes, and suddenly his right foot was raised high, and then he slammed forward!

Airplanes!

This step is like stepping on a sea of thunder.

This step was like a bell ringing violently.

This furious sound was deafening, trembling through the space, echoing in everyone's eardrums, and naturally entering Yang Xiu's eardrums.

Yang Xiu was already in an epiphany, in this rare epiphany, the martial artist needs to calm down and not be affected by the outside world, otherwise, the epiphany will not be successful, but the cultivation will decline!

Burst!

Yang Xiu snorted, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, the blood veins in his body rolled, and his breath continued to fluctuate.

His epiphany failed, if it weren't for the other party's kick, he would have improved his cultivation and strength by now.

He could feel that just now, he had almost gained that incredible power, but unfortunately, this power was now rapidly leaving him.

"Despicable!"

When Ye Qingyun saw this scene, his gaze instantly shifted to the young man who deliberately took a step just now, and his eyes gradually became cold.