Chapter 103: Liquidation
"Old man, the bones are still okay, I almost can't catch up with you!" Yang Chen looked sideways at the surprised old man on the side, pursed his lips and smiled slightly.
Both men seemed to freeze, but the space around them was rapidly receding, enough to show how fast the two men were moving.
Bang –
I heard a loud bang, and a black shadow quickly fell from the air, and the figure of the old man stopped in the air, his eyes trembling slightly and looking down.
However, after the smoke generated by the violent smashing dissipated below, there was no figure of Yang Chen, only a human-shaped deep pit.
"I'm sorry, I just broke through, and my body hasn't adapted yet. Yang Chen's voice came out from behind the old man, and the old man was shaken.
With a faint wave of the cold ice knife in Yang Chen's hand, an incomparably strong aura erupted on the blade in an instant, and I saw a trace of blood floating in the air, and an arm fell to the ground.
The old man's body trembled violently, and he slowly turned his head to look at his broken arm, let out a miserable scream, and fell to the ground.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be from Sword Peak, right? Old fellow!" Yang Chen put away the Ice Blade, and instead took out his Xuanyun Sword and stepped on it.
And the old man was already looking at Yang Chen with a frightened face, even if he had his own arrogance in his heart, he also knew that Yang Chen, who had completely broken through the Flying Spirit Realm, was no longer the little guy who was besieged by them before, and now Yang Chen already had the strength to call them out.
"Even if you break through the Flying Spirit Realm, you only have the strength to cross the two realms, and you still have no chance of winning against the Peak Lord!" The old man's eyes trembled, and he forcibly endured the fear in his heart, and talked to Yang Chen about the situation, but his words sounded no different from farting to Yang Chen.
Yang Chen raised his head and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, so, compete with me in swordsmanship, and let you leave if you win, how about it?"
Yang Chen's words made the old man's eyes shine with a gleam, after all, if he really fought, his half-crippled body would undoubtedly be killed by Yang Chen, but he seemed to think of something and shook his head.
"Don't worry, I will only fight you with one hand, at least I still have a lot of respect for you elders. Yang Chen said with a smile.
If someone else said this, some people might still believe it, but when Yang Chen said it, it would be so untrustworthy, after all, the elders who died in his hands could not be counted on at least one hand.
However, it was also this group of elders who killed themselves, if they hadn't come to trouble Yang Chen at the beginning, maybe there wouldn't have been these things.
"Really?" The old man's eyes lit up, as the third-in-command of Sword Peak, he naturally had considerable confidence in his swordsmanship, and hurriedly took out his long sword, looking at Yang Chen tremblingly.
Yang Chen was shocked by the blood all over his body, and he didn't talk nonsense with the old man, the Xuanyun Sword in his hand stabbed out, and the Dao clouds and mist came out.
The old man dodged Yang Chen's sword sideways, turned over with a sword, and the incomparably powerful sword qi directly hit the Xuanyun Sword that Yang Chen raised.
"It's okay!" Yang Chen smiled slightly, after all, the old man had been practicing swordsmanship for so many years, and it was impossible for him to be defeated by himself at once, in that case, it would be too shameless.
Yang Chen really didn't have the strength to defeat the old man in one fell swoop by relying on swordsmanship, if he did his best, it might be possible, but just by relying on swordsmanship, it was still too difficult.
"Hmph!!" the old man snorted coldly, and his praise for Yang Chen was only clear in his heart, and he was full of enough arrogance about his swordsmanship.
After a few more duels, the old man actually vaguely noticed that Yang Chen was a little different, and his sword moves could already block his own sword, even if it still looked very difficult.
Yang Chen didn't notice it, and continued to carry the Xuanyun Sword towards the old man, his eyes kept moving on the old man's body, observing the other party's every move.
As time passed, Yang Chen and the old man had faced each other with sword moves hundreds of times, and the old man's physical strength gradually ran out, and it was no longer Yang Chen's struggle, but every time he took out his sword, he was very hard.
"This kid, don't you know how tired you are?" But compared to this, what made the old man even more frightened was that as he fought with him, Yang Chen's swordsmanship was actually steadily improving, from being suppressed by him at the beginning, to now he has become almost equal to him.
This made the old man have to feel the crisis, and used his strongest sword, and the majestic aura seemed to be attached to the old man's long sword.
A trace of surprise appeared in Yang Chen's eyes, the swordsmanship used by the old man before had already made him familiar with it thoroughly, so he could see it thoroughly, after all, as long as he saw the old man's swordsmanship clearly, Yang Chen could estimate the other party's moves in his heart, it can be said that Yang Chen's every move was known in his heart.
However, Yang Chen didn't expect this move, but it was also right, if the old man didn't have the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, I am afraid he would not be able to climb to the top of Sword Peak.
Hmmm-
As soon as the sword fell, Yang Chen's face was oppressed pale by this majestic sword qi, and drops of blood seemed to be withdrawn from Yang Chen's face at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Old man, you have something to do with this trick, how about teaching me?" Yang Chen couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.
But the old man just snorted coldly and taught Yang Chen, how is this possible? After all, Yang Chen can be said to be his enemy, who would have the heart to teach his own tricks to his enemy.
After a few breaths, Yang Chen couldn't help but not feel that the sword qi was weakening, but the Xuanyun Sword that blocked the sword qi by himself became heavier and heavier, this old man, where did he come from such a majestic spiritual power to urge this move?
But when Yang Chen saw the old man's current appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a clear smile, but there was more helplessness on his face.
This old man didn't have any intention of wanting to live at all, as if he was just dragging himself here, Yang Chen screamed, and the Xuanyun Sword in his hand also burst out with a powerful spiritual power, colliding fiercely with that sharp sword qi.
In the duel of sword qi, Yang Chen had no chance of winning at all, after all, no matter what the other party said, it was not a simple role, especially since the other party had gambled his life.
The sword qi urged with his life was enough to make Yang Chen die again, but Yang Chen had his own bottom line and his own arrogance in his heart, that is, he used swordsmanship to fight against the opponent's sword.
Soon, the sword that Yang Chen shot was destroyed by that sword qi, Yang Chen coughed up another mouthful of blood, and now Yang Chen's body had sunk deep into the ground.
"Damn!" Yang Chen gritted his teeth, a cold gaze was drawn in his eyes, the old man had already forced him in his direction, as if he was ready to kill him here.
Bang –
In the end, Yang Chen still exerted his complete strength, the lock mark was opened, and the flames mixed with thunder surged directly towards the old man.
At this moment, even the strongest sword qi played by the old man was useless, and it was also swallowed up under the weirdness of the life-killing mist, and the thunder flame turned into a huge pillar and hit the old man.
At the moment when the other party fell, Yang Chen also walked to the old man's side, smiled helplessly, and sat down.
"Old man, your strength is quite strong! If I don't use all my strength, it will be really difficult to defeat you. Yang Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood after eating.
He didn't say anything big at all, if he didn't exert his full strength just now, I'm afraid that now he has been forced to a desperate situation by the old man and lost his combat power.
"Hmph, you've won now, and you're right to say anything. The old man said with some breathlessness, although he said so, his tone was also a lot kinder.
When a man is about to die, his words are good. Presumably this is the scene he said, Yang Chen sighed, this old man is not bad, but it's a pity, he has never left his hand on the enemy, and slowly lifted the Xuanyun Sword, and the cold sword light was reflected on the old man's face.
"Boy, don't use your broken sword, use my sword, give me a neat death!" The old man threw the sword in his hand to Yang Chen tremblingly.
He was not afraid, but he was close to death, and even his eyes were already dim, which made people feel a trace of regret in their hearts.
Yang Chen glanced at the sword that the old man handed him, and didn't say anything, put the Xuanyun Sword into the Spirit Domain Bag, and then lifted the long sword.
At this moment, the scene in front of Yang Chen's eyes changed rapidly, and when he came back to his senses, it was no longer the scene of the old man's death, but countless spiritual power storms, constantly circling here.
"This old guy is going to trick me until he dies, right?" Yang Chen shook his head helplessly and said, his eyes were quite fierce.
The scene in front of him was the training place of the long sword, that is to say, the moment the old man handed Yang Chen the long sword, the old man had already activated the recognition of the long sword, and directly erased his brand.
The countless spiritual power storms in front of him had already begun to rush towards Yang Chen at this time.
For these things, Yang Chen still had his hands on them, and after a few moves, the spiritual power storm was quickly disintegrated, and Yang Chen's eyes also changed back, and the old man had already entered the ghost gate.
"It's a pity!" Yang Chen glanced at the long sword under his hand and sighed, the sword was a good sword, but he didn't have the heart to take him.
Dig a pit for the old man and bury it in it, and this long sword was also buried in the pit with the old man, but Yang Chen did not practice the formation, but there was no way to hide the sword qi, this long sword, those who are destined to get it! Yang Chen smiled and turned to leave.
Yang Chen's speed burst out again, but because of the battle with the old man, the physical exertion was too great, and Yang Chen's speed never reached the peak state.
After a few times, Yang Chen's body even shook a little, and he almost fell directly from the air, and he finally tracked down the location of another old man, but the other party has now gathered more than a dozen elders, and it seems that they are discussing something?
Yang Chen's step out undoubtedly shocked the hearts of this group of elders, and they took out their spiritual weapons one after another, as if facing a great enemy, and even more, directly activated their own lock veins.
"Don't be so nervous, right?" Yang Chen smiled helplessly, but he took out a cold ice knife in his hand, and the cold air instantly spread around here.
The old man who took the lead walked slowly, his eyes were very sharp, and at this time he seemed to be no longer afraid of Yang Chen, and directly took out his long knife, but his long knife was slightly inferior to Yang Chen's cold ice knife.
After all, Yang Chen's ice knife is rare to see, and I don't know where the old man of Nian Mountain got the luck to get this knife, but unfortunately the other party can't use it. In the end, it still has to shine in Yang Chen's hands.
"Yang Chen, there are so many of us here, even if it's you, you have to die!" the old man of Daoshan snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand moved slightly.
"Really? That's interesting! I want to test my peak strength. After Yang Chen finished speaking, he coughed, and the blood that had finally been supported suddenly collapsed at this moment.
The pale face made the eyes of the old man of Daoshan who was uncertain in his heart light up, and he directly carried a long knife towards Yang Chen, and the others were not to be outdone.
Yang Chen smiled bitterly in his heart, don't these guys suspect it? Just rushed up like this, aren't you afraid that you are lying to them?