"Don't worry. Xia Huang gently broke free of Yuan Qingshi and walked forward.

"Hehe, if you want to die, then it will be done for you. ”

With a sneer, He Zangyu also walked out.

The crowd around them had already made way for the two of them.

"Sister Xian, what should I do?" Yuan Qingshi grabbed Zhou Xian's arm and asked nervously.

Staring at Xia Huang's figure, Zhou Xian bit her lip and said softly and firmly: "Believe him." ”

Xia Huang and He Zangyu stood a few meters apart, opposite each other.

"Is this about to start?"

"Who would have thought that Xia Huang and He Zangyu would have to fight a battle of life and death. ”

"Why did Xia Huang suddenly become so strong, could it be that he has been forbearance all these years?"

People are talking about this battle, and they are also full of enthusiasm and anticipation.

The sword rang out.

It was He Zangyu who took the lead in launching the attack, and as soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, his body had jumped up like a sharp arrow and galloped towards Xia Huang. I saw him press his hands on the hilt of the sword, and suddenly pulled the sword out of the sheath, bringing up two silver rays of light, turning into two curves like training, and he slashed towards Xia Huang!

First-class swordsmanship, silverfish leaping over the river!

Thinking of the results of the Xia Huang Sword Tower trial, He Zangyu did not underestimate the enemy, and as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move.

Xia Huang stretched out his hand and pointed, and the dragon swirl sword suddenly came out of its sheath, wrapped in a clear roar, like a dragon's roar, turned into a streamer, and flew away towards He Zangyu.

Sonor!

Click!

The swords collided, and there were bursts of fire.

The ground around it was torn apart, and deep and narrow cracks were drawn.

Bang.

A violent collision.

The dragon whirling sword and the two silver swords in He Zangyu's hand slammed together.

The collision of sword qi was like the collision of two turbulent tides, setting off a strong wind and waves, blowing the hair and robes of the people around them to hunt and flutter. Those who have cultivated to be weaker have even been blown to an unstable footing, and they have retreated backwards.

In an instant, Xia Huang and He Zangyu had already experienced hundreds of confrontations.

"The dragon walks the river!"

He Zangyu's expression was gloomy, and in the midst of a deep shout, the two swords in both hands were staggered, and he slashed out. The silver sword light burst out, rising against the storm, and instantly turned into a bucket-like thickness, like a dragon crossing the river, crushing the ground all the way, roaring and groaning, rushing towards Xia Huang, launching a violent attack.

This is the extreme flow swordsmanship of the dragon hall, and the dragon walks the river.

"You still have the face to use Longtang's swordsmanship, He Zangyu, do you dare to be more shameless?"

Xia Huang snorted coldly in his mouth, Xia Huang snorted coldly in his mouth, held the dragon whirling sword in his hand, and the sword was like the wind, facing He Zangyu's dragon-like silver sword qi, and fluttered away.

The sword is like the wind.

Drifting Wind Swordsmanship.

The nine-inch-long dragon whirling sword, in Xia Huang's hands, became elegant like the wind, swirling around the Jiaolong sword qi, sword after sword, like peeling scales and cramps, cutting, shattering, and disintegrating this Jiaolong sword qi. Wisps of sword qi, as the wind-like sword qi floated by, there was a large stream of sword qi, like flesh and blood that had been cut off, detached from the Jiaolong sword qi, and then collapsed and dispersed.

"Is this the Wind Swordsmanship?"

"Drifting Wind Swordsmanship, how can it still be like this!?"

The Drifting Wind Sword Technique is one of the eighteen first-class swordsmanship of the Sword Acting Platform, which many people are familiar with, but it is unfamiliar to people when it is displayed in Xia Huang's hands. It makes people feel that the Wind Drifting Sword Technique that he practiced in the past has been learned in vain.

This swordsmanship is fascinating.

Bang!

As if the tide was collapsing, and like a building collapsing, the Jiaolong sword qi was like being stripped of its cocoon, and finally collapsed, turning into countless fragments of sword qi overflowing, drawing cracks on the ground.

He Zangyu took a few steps back, staring at him, unable to believe that the Extreme Flow Sword Technique he was proud of had been cracked by Xia Huang like this.

"You don't deserve to use the swordsmanship of the Dragon Hall, see clearly, this is the real dragon walking the river!"

In the cold voice, Xia Huang pointed forward at the dragon swirl sword in his hand, and the sword qi rushed up like the blazing sun of the day, accompanied by the sword roar like a dragon's roar, and rushed out towards He Zangxin.

As the young hall master of the Jade Hall, he is naturally very familiar with the swordsmanship of the Dragon Hall, and the predecessor Xia Huang has also cultivated diligently. It's just limited to qualifications and hasn't achieved anything, but now, it's no longer what it used to be, and this extreme swordsmanship is also in Xia Huang's hands, blooming with unprecedented brilliance.

People seem to see that a vast white river is horizontal, and the dragon jumps up, turning the clouds and rain, and setting off countless storms and clouds.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, He Zangyu's expression changed drastically, and the silver sword in his hand waved to resist. With a bang, his whole body was blasted out by the sword qi, drawing an arc in the air and smashing to the ground.

"Hateful!

Scolding angrily in his mouth, He Zangyu turned over and jumped up, his hair was scattered, and his chest and robe were torn and broken by the sword qi, dripping drops of blood.

"You, too, are worthy of being called a dragon? ”

Holding the sword and pointing at He Zangyu, Xia Huang's voice was indifferent and contemptuous.

"Die!" He Zangyu was annoyed and ashamed, his expression was gloomy as frost, his body jumped up suddenly, and the double swords burst into a rolling sword light, desperately, and attacked Xia Huang wildly.

Xia Huang also jumped up.

The dragon swirl sword in his hand was raised, and a sword fell!

The sword qi runs through, like thunder descending.

Thunder swordsmanship.

Bang la blah.

The thunderous sword qi destroyed bursts of sword light and slammed into He Zangxin's body. In the exclamation, He Zangyu's body flipped and flew out upside down, falling more than ten meters away, raising a large puff of dust.

Blood was spilled.

He Zangyu's body has been cut out of a blood mark, through the chest and abdomen, blood gushing out like a spring, staining his robe red.

There was silence.

He Zangyu was defeated.

He Zangyu, this is one of the geniuses in the Sword Pavilion who is considered to be second only to Situ Langya.

Without waiting for He Zangyu to get up, with a sonorous sound, the dragon whirling sword flew out and hovered in front of his eyes. The tip of the sword was against He Zangyu's eyebrows.

"As a person from Longtang, betraying Longtang is even more united with outsiders to suppress and exclude Longtang. He has been nurtured by teaching, but he is ungrateful, and he knows no shame. Today, in the name of the Young Hall Master of the Dragon Hall, I am here to settle the debts you owe to the Dragon Hall in the past. ”

Xia Huang walked towards He Zangyu step by step.

He Zangyu reddened his eyes and roared: "What is the Young Hall Master of Longtang!Longtang, it is Langya's Gongzi's, Xia Huang, don't be too complacent, wait until the Sword Meeting, Langya Gongzi will ask for today's humiliation for me and trample you on the soles of your feet!"

"So flattering your master. ”

Xia Huang tilted his head slightly, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Then can he save you now?"

As he spoke, Xia Huang flicked his fingers.

Laugh at!

The dragon whirling sword suddenly galloped out, penetrating the center of He Zangyu's eyebrows, and galloped out from the back of his head, bringing up a large stream of blood and white pulp, which sprinkled all over the ground.

"Ho!"

He Zangyu's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

Then, the body shook and fell to the ground.