"I heard you have a nice sword, can you show it to me?" It was a swordsman who stepped into the ring, and he knew that it was a popular style when he looked at his dress.

"Foilman!" The audience outside the screen exclaimed.

The name of the swordsman can be regarded as the number one person in the hunter circle, and he won all the heads-up with three of the disciples of the sword god back then, this record is enough to make an unknown sword cultivator become a world-famous powerhouse, and being able to defeat the disciples in kendo fully shows his strength.

Ma Yang was not surprised, his information had basically been exposed, so he simply took out the Shenlin Sword, and the soaring sword qi suddenly rose to the sky, merging with Ma Yang's upright posture, so that the other party could not find a flaw.

"That's what you want, you're going to be so much better than them." The swordsman took out his sword, and the sword was carved with three plum blossoms, which was also his symbol.

In a duel with a swordsman, a layman looks at the magnificence of the swordsmanship, while an insider looks at the general trend.

Both sides remained in the position of drawing their swords, staring at each other silently in the field, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

The two swords were placed at his side, and if one sword was slashed, blood would inevitably be splashed in five steps, and the sweat on the swordsman's forehead began to slide down his cheeks, and the shaking shots around him were a little stressful, and he paid too much attention to the outside world's evaluation of himself.

Back then, when I went to find the three Sword God disciples, it was also for fame, and now that the entire guild network is broadcasting live, if you repel the other party in a chic manner, your reputation will naturally increase a lot.

Just when he was thinking nonsense, Ma Yang's sense of oppression became stronger and stronger, like the feeling of a mountain toppling down on his face, and Ma Yang just stood opposite and did not move, his eyes staring at the prey in front of him like a poisonous snake, and the swordsman became more and more afraid to draw his sword when he thought of this.

At this time, there is only one consequence of drawing the sword, that is, being beheaded by the opponent's long sword.

Ma Yang's heart was empty, he was imitating Tata, and every time he was by Tata's side, he had a strange feeling, that kind of empty but ubiquitous sword intent.

"The Foiler is going to lose." Uncle Shi said with a smile on his face.

"But they didn't do anything, how can they see it?" Li Xiaodao didn't understand at all, she didn't know how to use a sword, she just felt that the two of them stayed in place, and suddenly they were about to decide the winner.

The swordsman's wrist holding the sword had begun to tremble, but Ma Yang did not move like a statue, if he could see the momentum, now Ma Yang had completely gained the upper hand.

Suddenly, the swordsman moved, and the three plum blossoms came to Ma Yang in an instant with the afterimage, and the shot was his signature swordsmanship, and Ma Yang stood in place for a long time without moving, and then waited for everyone to see it, Ma Yang's change was that the long sword was sheathed, standing straight, and the swordsman maintained the action of slashing, staying two steps behind Ma Yang.

"If you don't move, you can still stay alive, but Kenshin is ruined." After a few breaths, a straight blood mark flowed from the front of the swordsman's forehead, and he fell straight to the ground, and the plum blossom sword was broken in two.

"Wow!" The audience outside the arena was boiling, if defeating the bald man before was not enough to explain the problem, then now that he has slashed the swordsman with one sword, he has to make the hunters think about it.

"He wasn't that strong when he first came, what happened during this time?" The guild leaders also watched the duel through their screens at this time.

"Free Zone, he has been to that place, it must be the credit of those people, wait for the opportunity to invite him over and talk."

Although Ma Yang's face was expressionless, he was also reminiscing about the sword just now: the moment the other party rushed over, a white line lit up in the momentum, and he just slashed along the white line, completely breaking the opponent's momentum, and the powerful swordsman died, and the corpse behind him was proof.

In fact, if the swordsman comes up to attack, Ma Yang is by no means an opponent in terms of swordsmanship, but he has to compete with the momentum, Ma Yang has the guidance of the sword god, coupled with the tempering of the spiritual space, he is no longer the fledgling rookie.

The staff cleared the field, and in the next last game, Ma Yang could choose to give up, and the two wins of the three games have now been reached, and Ma Yang's response to Uncle Shi was a firm look.

"It seems that you are very confident, if you knew that I would not listen to that stupid swordsman, and clean you up." When this voice came from the audience, Uncle Shi's brows furrowed.

The young man with long blond hair walked to the stage with a book in his arms, his white robe was spotless, and he had a quiet and calm temperament, suppressing the strong sword momentum just now.

This person is not simple. Ma Yang became vigilant in his heart.

"Ma Yang, let's not fight this time!" Uncle Shi suddenly shouted in the audience, "Little God, you can't beat him." Even if I come, there is no guarantee that I will be able to keep him, not to mention that you have already won and you don't need this duel. ”

"Oh? The famous uncle would also say such things? The blond-haired youth smiled and said, "My name is Ying Tiance, and I'm glad to be your opponent." ”

"Ma Yang." With his right hand pressed on the sword, this duel was decided, Ma Yang kept cheering himself up in his heart, and the pressure brought by the other party was too great.

The book in Ying Tiance's hand, transformed into a long sword, was also placed on his side, and the powerful sword momentum came to his face, the moment the sword momentum of the two sides came into contact, Ma Yang's face changed greatly, and he drew his sword forward, and the phantom of the Shenlin Sword was dragged in the rapid movement, and the three-foot sword slashed out, which was blocked by Ying Tiance's sword.

The general trend is like a toppled building, crushing over and annihilating Ma Yang's figure.

"Boom!" The ground that Ma Yang rushed towards cracked into small cracks, and what could be seen in the smoke and dust were sparks of collision, constantly changing positions.

"Bang!" After a loud bang, Ma Yang flew out of the smoke and dust, the tiger's mouth in his right hand was shattered, blood flowed, and the Shenlin sword flew by his side, turning into light and drilling into his body.

Ying Tiance smiled and carried his sword, and walked out of the smoke and dust, his white robe was extremely clean, and he was not affected in the slightest. Suddenly, the ground under his feet loosened, several beast nets with barbed hooks closed, Ying Tiance jumped up to try to dodge, and a long stick flashed out of the air and smashed down head-on, and Ying Tiance was caught off guard and was pressed down from the air.

Ma Yang stood up and reached out to recall the long stick, and after being processed in the free zone, the long stick seemed to have an independent spirituality and was able to sense Ma Yang's thoughts.

"You've soiled my clothes!" The sturdy trapping net was shattered with a roar, and Ying Tiance was suspended in the air, unable to see the pupils in his eyes, showing bright white.

Before Ma Yang could react, he felt that the air was suddenly compressed, his body seemed to be clenched by an invisible big hand, the long stick was squeezed and deformed, Ying Tiance stretched out his hand and lifted it up, and Ma Yang's body slowly floated in the air.

"Don't think about teleporting, your space is locked by me." Ma Yang was just about to try to use a think tank to break the shackles of air, but he was broken by Ying Tiance.

"And that strange energy in your body, you can't use it yet, but you don't have a chance to use it." Shake it hard.

The long stick finally couldn't stand the pressure, and the red button on it was squeezed in, and the whole stick burst open, turning into broken powder and flying towards Ma Yang.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the corners of Ying Tiance's mouth trembled unnaturally, no one could have imagined that the long stick could be turned into armor to help Ma Yang break free from the restraints.

Ma Yang only felt that while the pressure around his body had dropped sharply, his consciousness became clearer, and the surging spiritual power couldn't help but gush out, forcibly pushing the constricted air away.

"That's kind of interesting, I feel like you're getting a lot stronger." The long sword in Ying Tiance's hand turned into a long stick, pinched it in his hand and studied it, and when he pressed the red button, it turned into powder and turned into close-fitting armor as expected.

The level of science and technology in the free zone is really desirable, and now the magical book in the other party's hand has not been able to imitate it.

On one side of the screen is a white-robed person who is suspended, and on the other side is Ma Yang, whose whole body is wrapped in wood, and his hands are instantly clenched in front of Ying Tiance, and his hands are held into a stick shape, Ying Tiance raised a stick to greet him, but he felt that the top of his head was hit hard and was smashed to the ground from the air.

Ma Yang took advantage of the situation to chase and follow, and instantly came to his back, pushing his hands up, Ying Tiance seemed to fall on the tip of the knife, and his back was hit hard, and he spat blood.

"The eyes of the sky are open!" At the same time as the figure disappeared, a crack opened in Ying Tiance's forehead, and a golden light swept across the audience, and a gaseous long stick appeared in Ma Yang's hands.

"Spirituality? I didn't expect you to come to such a point, I underestimated you before. The book in his hand was thrown like an air, floating above his head and falling with light, and then he crossed his hands over his chest and began to chant in his mouth.

"Find a way to interrupt him and wait until the spell is complete, not knowing what serious the consequences will be." Uncle Shi said anxiously.

Spells are derived from ancient traditions, and can form rules in a certain space through the combination of some languages, although the formulation of such rules is temporary, but it can often achieve the desired effect instantly, but how big the rules are changed, how big the price to pay.

The longer the spell is chanted, the more powerful it will be, and judging from the current situation, the books floating above the head, the defense of the light under the landing will definitely be very strong, Ying Tiance is very confident in this, the treasure handed over by the teacher, the defense is a strength that he has never seen.

The vein of the god operator is to carry out magic calculations through super spiritual power, so as to fully grasp the information of the other party, Ying Tiance has basically mastered Ma Yang's situation at this time, and is naturally not afraid of the next attack.

Ma Yang walked to the opposite side, carefully studied the book in front of him that emitted divine light, and suddenly reached out. Although Ying Tiance's eyes were closed, his mental power could sense the other party's movements, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Reaching out and touching the surface of the book, it was made of the leather of some kind of creature, and the smooth and warm feel came, and the next moment everyone was stunned: I saw Ma Yang gently close the book with his hand, just take it off the top of his head, and then disappear.

Then a sword pierced Ying Tiance's white robe, and the blood stained the white robe, and Ying Tiance's face was full of incredulity.

"How, how can you take the Mystical Archive away......"

"From the beginning, I felt a sense of familiarity, and now I understand that the Mystical Archive is made of fragments of star sources, and I happen to have such a star source." Ma Yang leaned to the other party's ear and said softly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ying Tiance died of anger.