"Lao Tzu's future woman is also something you can move?"

Yang Tian's arrogant, domineering, and cold words were like an unsheathed sword, with a compelling cold aura and sword light, a powerful and incomparable momentum emanated from his body, and the golden fighting aura, like the sea bursting the embankment, gushed out from his body and filled his body...... Originally, seeing Yang Tian's old-fashioned sword-holding posture like a "farmer holding a hoe", everyone was still puzzled and surprised, but at this time, under Yang Tian's powerful momentum, their eyes widened and they were speechless! A master with the mid-stage strength of the Sword Saint, even if he took a branch, no one doubted that he could easily kill everyone in seconds!

As he spoke, Yang Tian slowly lifted the Xuantie Sword to a height of about forty-five degrees downward, and the tip of the sword leaned down slightly, pointing at Yin Ping El.

"Who are you?" Yin Ping Al suddenly said coldly to Yang Tian. His face was full of anger.

Yin Ping Al was indeed angry, not angry.

The purpose of his coming to the Holy Dragon Academy today was originally to find two people, one was Yang Tian, the champion of the Freshman Competition, and the other was the iceberg beauty Long Qingbing, the runner-up of the Freshman Competition.

He's going to take the two of them under his banner. Although Yang Tian and Long Qingbing's current strength is still vulnerable in front of him, their development potential is huge and immeasurable. Especially Long Qingbing, he is even more inevitable, not to mention Long Qingbing's strong strength, even with that peerless appearance, Yin Ping Al is excited.

However, he believed in himself, thinking that he could easily get Long Qingbing with his own charm, but he didn't expect that when she saw Long Qingbing, she didn't know what was going on, so she started attacking like crazy. Not even a chance to explain.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that today, all of you who come in vertically, have to go out horizontally for me. What's more, you don't deserve to know the name of this young master. Yang Tian also said coldly. In his heart, he was slightly strange, it seemed that this guy was not affected by his momentum, and he did have two brushes.

Yang Tian didn't know that the azure blue sword in Yin Ping El's hand, in the even bluer demon core on the hilt, was constantly emitting blue light waves, which were transmitted into his body through the hilt.

"Haha...... Is there anyone in the world who is not worthy of me Yin Ping Al knows? Boy, I have to say, you are a talent, no, a genius. I don't think you're very old, but you actually have the strength of the mid-stage Sword Master, very strong, really strong! I should have recruited you to the door, I have always loved talents. Pity...... You shouldn't treat her as your future woman, because she's—I's—" Yin Ping Al said word for word. With that, he waved his hand lightly and took a few steps back.

Usually he does this, as the boss, of course he can't make a move as soon as he comes up, otherwise it will be too cheap. Every time he waved his hand, his men would swarm up, and they would never let go until they were beaten half to death. Although today's opponent is very strong, strong enough to reach the strength of the mid-stage Sword Master, he is confident that if his subordinates join forces, they can still handle it.

But to his surprise, his subordinates didn't seem to see his gestures, and they still didn't move!

"Come on, give me a fight, isn't it a mid-stage sword master? Your equipment is the top, and your strength is not much worse. Yin Ping Al said loudly.

But his men still didn't move, not even blinking their eyes, and drops of cold sweat ran down their faces.

Yin Ping Al finally noticed that something was wrong. After frowning slightly, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes suddenly burst out with two rays of fine light, looking at Yang Tian.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you!"

At the same time that Yin Ping Al said this, the azure blue sword in his hand suddenly emitted a blue light curtain, separating Yang Tian from his men!

At the same time, his subordinates suddenly felt relieved, the feeling of being completely locked disappeared, and one by one they did not hesitate at all, and began to increase their momentum frantically, and at the same time, they were divided into several directions and rushed towards Yang Tian!

Several magicians, each of whom retreated behind the warrior, began to chant.

Yin Ping Al nodded with satisfaction. However, the shock in his heart still did not fade, he couldn't imagine that Yang Tian could completely lock his subordinates just by relying on his qi machine, which was indeed amazing. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if he didn't have that blue sword in his hand.

"Interesting! Let you see today, what is a real warrior!" After watching the blue light curtain cut off his momentum that locked onto everyone, Yang Tian's face hidden behind the mask showed a wicked smile, and after glancing at the azure sword in Yin Ping El's hand, he said playfully.

As Yang Tian's words fell, his figure also moved at the same time. The golden fighting energy, like a suddenly bursting faucet, erupted from his feet, and suddenly turned into a powerful power, and with a "boom", his body was like a sword, shooting towards the warriors who surrounded him and were about to attack!

"It's so fast!" everyone who saw this scene was shocked and couldn't help but say.

The moment he approached the opponent, the black giant sword slashed through a black light curtain, without any fighting aura, and stabbed directly at one of the warriors, as if it was one with heaven and earth!

Simple, straightforward, and no fancy!

Everyone was shocked, what kind of attack was this? An attack of a sword master, there was no fighting spirit on his sword? Is this possible? Can an attack without fighting spirit be powerful? Question marks appeared in everyone's hearts. However, before they had time to think about it, a strange scene had already appeared in their eyes!

With the cracking sound of "hiss" and "hiss", the black giant sword that did not contain any fighting spirit actually pierced through the protective shield of the warrior's fighting spirit like a substance, stirring up countless sparks!

"Poof!" the black greatsword plunged into the warrior's shoulder before he could react.

Then everyone saw an even more incredible scene. The blonde-haired masked man drew out the black giant sword without any hesitation, and at the same time bowed his legs, his body bounced directly like a cannonball, and his right foot, which erupted with golden fighting energy, crossed a graceful arc and kicked directly into the warrior's chest with lightning speed...... A terrible scream came out of the soldier's mouth, his body was like a scarecrow, flying directly out of a distance of dozens of zhang, until it hit the solid building, it stopped, motionless, I don't know whether it was dead or alive, there was a clear footprint on the armor on his chest...... "suck ......" The sound of gasping cold air came from the crowd of onlookers.

They had never seen such a bizarre way of fighting.

But they knew that the masked man with long blond hair had shown mercy just now, otherwise the sword would not have pierced the shoulder, but the heart, and the kick would not have hit the chest guarded by armor, but the face without any protection!

Before everyone could calm down the excitement in their hearts, Yang Tian's black giant sword had already turned into the simplest and most direct black light that fused with heaven and earth, and pierced into the enemy's body again and again without any barrier, and each time it pierced into the enemy's body, and each time it pierced into the same position!

What is amazing is that the speed on Yang Tian's legs has become faster and faster every time, and it has been improved to an amazing realm, and the only thing everyone can see is the clear footprints on the chest armor of those guys lying on the ground unconscious!

Yin Ping El's subordinates are not idiots, on the contrary, they are all masters, although they have not reached the level of the Sword Master, but they are also all at the level of the Great Sword Master and the Magister, but they have no power to fight back!

"Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken. ”

Yang Tian used the fast word to the extreme, so that the enemy's attacks missed, but he was like a ghost, and none of his moves missed!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ...... A series of explosions, mixed with the sound of cracking bones and screams of enemies, in just a few moments, all of Yin Ping El's men were almost all lying motionless on the ground.

The reason why I say about it is because in addition to Yin Ping Ayr, there is another woman who has not fallen. For women, Yang Tian has always been tolerant, not to mention that although this woman is well disguised, it is almost impossible to escape Yang Tian's eyes.

The white hat wrapped around her green silk, and the pink silk scarf covered her mouth, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes.

At this time, those eyes were full of shock!

(To be continued)