Xiao Jian's exercise area turned out to be only one exercise.

"Xuanyuan Sword Technique (Advanced Martial Arts, 50% proficiency)

Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh, he was really a sword idiot.

Although Yang Feng's swordsmanship has also reached fifty percent proficiency, it is constantly copied and pasted.

However, with his personal efforts, Xiao Jian actually learned a high-level martial art to 50%.

This is enough to see Xiao Jian's obsession with kendo.

Yang Feng directly clicked the cut button.

"The opponent's level can't be slashed. ”

After receiving the system's reply, Yang Feng was a little depressed.

But it's good to be able to replicate it.

After copying, Yang Feng left behind the Xuanyuan Sword Technique.

However, now Yang Feng's Xuanyuan swordsmanship has reached a terrifying 100 percent.

If Xiao Jian knew that the Xuanyuan Sword Technique that he had spent his whole life studying was actually practiced by Yang Feng to 100% proficiency in a few seconds, it is estimated that he would vomit blood in anger.

Xiao Jian stared at Yang Feng and said coldly: "Yang Feng, I admit that your talent is indeed beyond my imagination, but I am already a nine-rank beginner, no matter how strong your talent is, you are just an ant in front of me, now I give you two choices, one kneel in front of me and kowtow to apologize and then I will kill you with a sword, and the second option is that I will break all your muscles and veins, and I will cut you with a sword." ”

Yang Feng listened to Xiao Jian's words but did not respond, but walked towards Xiao Jian step by step.

Looking at Yang Feng who was walking towards him, a smug smile crossed the corner of Xiao Jian's mouth.

The reason why he asked Yang Feng to kowtow in front of him was to regain face for himself.

And Xiao Jian also believes that Yang Feng will definitely be obedient.

After all, being killed with a sword is not the same as being slashed.

The word Jiupin alone is enough to make many people frightened and kneel directly in front of them.

In his eyes, Yang Feng had no choice, only by kneeling in front of him could he have a chance to die happily.

Finally, Yang Feng had already walked in front of Xiao Jian.

However, Yang Feng did not kneel, and the broken sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly.

How can it be!

Seeing Yang Feng's swordsmanship, Xiao Jian's face changed.

This starting style is too familiar to him, and it turned out to be his Xuanyuan swordsmanship.

Xiao Jian felt that the power exuded by Xuanyuan's sword technique was almost stupid.

For Xuanyuan swordsmanship, Xiao Jian is too familiar.

And he was surprised that Yang Feng's comprehension of Xuanyuan's swordsmanship was much, much stronger than his own.

"Impossible!"

His Xuanyuan swordsmanship came from an ancient tomb, and no one but himself had ever practiced it.

But why is this guy's swordsmanship even better than his own?

Yang Feng's eyes flashed with depth, and at this moment, he suddenly rushed into an unmatchable edge.

"Boom!"

A huge golden sword burst out from the broken sword in Yang Feng's hand and slashed directly at Xiao Jian.

Xiao Jian's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Is this the true meaning of the Xuanyuan Sword?

Xiao Jian looked at the sword that slashed through the air, and he felt that it was unprecedentedly dangerous.

He even felt as if the air around him had been torn apart by the sword.

Even at this moment, he couldn't breathe at all, and his whole body was enveloped in a breath of death.

Xiao Jian looked at the sword that slashed down from the sky, his eyes widened, and he even forgot to resist.

He pursued kendo all his life, and his dream was to one day be able to practice Xuanyuan swordsmanship to the extreme.

Xiao Jian never dreamed that he would really see such a miracle, but unfortunately it was from someone else's hand.

Finally, Xiao Jian recovered from the shock, a flash of absoluteness flashed in his eyes, and he waved the sword in his hand and slashed out a sword.

This sword of his is also Xuanyuan swordsmanship, but it is too much worse than Yang Feng.

Flash!

Rumble!

The sword light shone like a bolt of lightning slashing down from the sky.

The terrifying strong wind and aura fluctuations started from the intersection of the two swords, and instantly spread to Erkai.

Under this violent aura fluctuation, the surrounding people couldn't even open their eyes, and even the sword aura emitted made many people's skin feel like a pinprick tingling.

In the center of the storm, Yang Feng held a broken sword in his hand, standing majestically like a killing god.

And Xiao Jian opposite him was holding a sword, but there were bright red blood stains dripping from his palm.

When!

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the sword in Xiao Jian's hand actually fell to the ground, and Xiao Jian's forehead was bleeding like a pillar, and he fell to the ground.

"What?"

The Sword Emperor was defeated!

Xiao Jian, who once swept through China and was known as the emperor of swords, was defeated by Yang Feng.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

The entire Sword Pavilion was as silent as death.

Countless people looked at the proud figure in a daze, and their eyes were full of shock.

Xiao Jian lay on the ground, his body trembling, and streams of blood gushed out of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with indescribable horror.

At this moment, he couldn't imagine how the Yang family's waste young man a year ago could suddenly become so strong.

What made him even more unbelievable was that he had actually practiced the Xuanyuan Sword Technique to the realm of the Great Perfection.

Who is he, he is the Sword Emperor, the super genius of the entire Huaxia, and he was defeated in the hands of a former waste.

Xiao Jian was unwilling, his heart was full of fear, unwillingness and doubt.

Before this, he had always considered himself the emperor of the sword and the first person in China in the future.

But now, Yang Feng slashed him from heaven to hell with a sword.

Just now, he thought that Yang Feng was just an ant, but now he realized that in front of Yang Feng, he was a waste, an ant.

And the people of the Sword Pavilion were like falling into an ice cave at this moment, their faces were pale, no matter what, they would never have thought that the gods in their eyes, their pride, would be defeated in Yang Feng's hands.

And it's also a one-trick spike.

He is the No. 1 Sword Emperor in Huaxia, how could he be defeated so miserably.

Yang Mo's face became more and more ugly.

In his opinion, Xiao Jian's desire to kill Yang Feng was just a gesture, and he never thought that Xiao Jian would be defeated by Yang Feng.

After all, Xiao Jian's kendo is not only in Huaxia, but also in the entire martial arts world, and there are few people who can match it.

Even Xiao Jian has never been defeated since he was born.

But Xiao Jian was defeated so incredible, and he was defeated so badly.

What has this Yang Feng experienced this year, and how can his strength be so rebellious.

Yang Mo's face became more and more ugly, and he only now understood that Yang Feng's strength was enough to compete with his master Yang Xiao.

The entire Sword Pavilion was as silent as death, and Yang Feng walked in front of Xiao Jian who was spitting blood with an expressionless face.

"You, what are you going to do?, I'm from the Xiao family, and my master is a ...... from Shushan."

Before Xiao Jian's words were finished, a broken sword had already cut his throat.

Grunt!

Almost everyone looked stupid.

Yang Feng didn't spare his hand and directly killed Xiao Jian.

You must know that Xiao Jian is the most proud apprentice of the Great Elder Sword God of Shushan!

Yang Feng is simply crazy!