Chapter Seventy-Three: Borrowing a Sword (Fifth Shift, Take Off!)
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Chang Blade's body was surrounded by swords, he was shocked, and all the swords rushed out in an instant, meeting those incomparable vertical and horizontal sword qi, and the sword and sword qi poured against each other, and the sound of friction for a while was endless, and all that came into view was those flickering sword lights.
Most of the people standing around the top of the mountain had to retreat, and the province was affected by the raging sword qi and swords.
"It's kind of interesting. ”
Chang Fan in the pavilion squinted slightly, and slowly spoke: "This kid named Yao Xiang is really a bit famous, and this little cub of my family has met an opponent." ”
"That's Cangshan Sword Shadow. ”
The indifferent Ruan Liean is also staring closely at the battle situation on the top of the mountain at the moment, who still has hope for the peak mystic skills that once dominated Baiyong County a hundred years ago?
"It's a pity that there is only a starting style, and the real Cangshan Sword Shadow has disappeared into the world along with the Cangshan Daoren, the sect master of the Sword Sect of that generation. ”
Qin Xiao sighed lightly and said regretfully.
Even if it is a starting hand, it is already so strong that it can be shaken by the usual blade.
The sword qi on the top of the mountain dissipated, the ground was full of messes, the floor was cut into sword marks and ravines, and the two figures collided together again, fighting continuously, and the Xuan power fluctuated amazingly.
The appearance of the two of them is not too good, Chang Blade's clothes are broken, the sleeves have disappeared, and there is a shallow blood mark on his face, he licked his lips with his tongue, but the battle intent in his eyes is getting hotter and hotter, and his moves are desperate, and he is already crazy.
And Yao Xiang is not much better, on his arm, there is a long blood mark, with the dragon Xuan Xuan, he quickly stopped the injury, and the black clothes were already in tatters, Yao Xiang, who was holding the long sword, let out a long breath, his body rushed out again, and there was a touch of perseverance in his eyes.
First place, he is bound to win.
"Boom ......"
The two of them hit the mountainside from the top of the mountain, and then knocked down the foot of the mountain from the mountainside, and where they passed, the trees collapsed, the crowd hurriedly avoided, and the sword qi and sword rays raged in many places.
"Happy!"
Chang Blade wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, lifted the knife and continued to rush towards Yao Xiang, Yao Xiang's body smashed on a big tree behind him, the bones on his body were trembling, he endured the severe pain, and kicked the big tree behind him to meet Chang Blade.
"Return to the sea with a knife!"
The Chang Blade short knife was horizontal in front of him, and he suddenly drew an arc, and the Xuan Force surged wildly, and the ripples visible to the naked eye quickly spread out, like the waves of the sea, and the waves followed each other.
"It is one of the Chang family's swordsmanship stunts, and the low-level mystical skills of the human rank return to the sea!"
The exclamation of the crowd spread, although this Guihai Sword is only a low-level human level, but it is a victory because the power can be superimposed again and again, like the waves of the sea, the strength gradually increases, and in the end, it is like a huge wave pressing on the top, such a might, even the intermediate-level mystical skills of the human level have to stand aside.
Fortunately, Chang Blade did not cultivate to that point, so the Guihai Sword only showed ripples and spread rapidly, but even so, it was still terrifyingly strong, at least many old disciples changed color slightly, and under this blow, they didn't have much confidence to be able to take it.
"Let me try again, how strong is your Cangshan Sword Shadow!"
Chang Blade shouted.
"As you wish!"
Yao Xiang jumped up, jumped dozens of feet, his fingers wiped the sword body, the sword qi raged in an instant, Yao Xiang grabbed the long sword, his body fell like a meteor, and stabbed straight into the layers of ripples.
"Cangshan Sword Shadow!"
A series of miscellaneous sword shadows followed Yao Xiang's side, his whole person was like a long sword, the long sword in his hand was the tip of the sword, breaking through the layers of ripples, breaking free of obstacles, and going straight to the blade.
"I actually broke through the knife of returning to the sea!"
All the spectators were shocked, and Yao Xiang was like an invincible sword, breaking through the ripples that were surging.
"It's worthy of the Cangshan Sword Shadow!"
Chang Blade's face was also a little dignified, he raised his knife and immediately slashed down, and a huge knife shot out, stopping Yao Xiang's figure, the latter broke through the knife, and his body did a backflip back, landing steadily.
Chang Jian stared at Yao Xiang, took a long breath, and grinned, "I don't have much mystic power. ”
Yao Xiang nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Each other." ”
"In that case, let's decide the winner with one move. ”
Chang Blade inhaled and spit out, and his hand holding the short knife slowly exerted force, and the green tendons on his hand burst out.
"I can't ask for it!"
Yao Xiang's long sword drew a half circle in front of him, and with a sharp slam, the soil on the sword flew up, and the long sword flickered coldly, extremely sharp.
"Intermediate human level, crazy knife slash!"
The Xuan Power in Chang Blade's body continued to pour into the short knife in his hand, and the short knife was glowing with a dark color at this moment, and the blade lit up with an incomparably sharp light, and an extremely terrifying aura was slowly brewing.
"Chang Fan, your younger brother, it's a little terrible. ”
Qin Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously a little surprised, it was worthy of a mad sword, the critical point of this blow was almost comparable to some top old disciples.
"My brother is a little terrible, but that Yao Xiang is completely unbelievable!"
Chang Fan's face was extremely solemn, his eyes were firmly fixed on the black-clothed handsome young man on the field, the long sword in the latter's hand was slowly slashing in front of him, and as he slowly slided, an amazing sword intent was emerging.
"This trick ......"
Ruan Li'an was also slightly moved, and said, "Could it be ...... Phantom Sword Dance!"
The lazy young man in the pavilion slowly restrained the laziness on his face, and stared at the handsome young man on the field with bright eyes.
"It's the Phantom Sword Dance!"
"That's right! One of Tang Qingfeng's best moves!"
The old disciples who watched the battle also began to be a little shocked, the price of the Phantom Sword Dance was not cheap, it required seventeen Xuanli pills, and its cultivation was extremely difficult, few disciples went to cultivate, and it was Tang Qingfeng who really let the disciples of the Heavenly Sect know the terrifying thing about this Xuanwu.
The latter danced with a fake phantom sword with one hand, and asked the disciples of Tianmen.
After Yao Xiang's first horizontal stroke was removed, his speed was as fast as lightning in an instant, the speed was amazing, and the sword qi condensed in front of him, which seemed to be extremely chaotic, but there were extremely large numbers, and he didn't know how many sword qi there was.
"Bad ......"
Yao Xiang, who was doing his best, paddled more than forty times, and suddenly, his complexion changed greatly, and Elder Hu and Tang Qingfeng in the distance also got up, their eyes narrowed slightly.
"Bang ......"
The sound of something breaking sounded, and everyone was stunned, and then looked at the flying broken sword in amazement, and looked at the beautiful young man with an ugly face in dismay.
"How could it be ......?"
Several people in the pavilion were also stunned.
Tang Qingfeng looked at the handsome young man holding the broken sword, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "The sword is too bad, it can't withstand so much sword qi condensation, and it finally collapses under the burden." ”
The sword is broken, and how to use the sword move?
Yao Xiang was silent, and everyone was also silent, including the Chang Blade on the opposite side, who had successfully condensed.
"Win without a fight?"
Chang Jian seemed to laugh, but the laughter was extremely sarcastic, I don't know whether he was ridiculing himself or Yao Xiang or this laughing ending.
Yao Xiang raised his head, closed his eyes, rolled his throat, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity, he threw away the broken sword in his hand, and everyone was extremely disappointed.
Just when everyone thought that Yao Xiang was going to admit defeat, the latter's soft voice sounded slowly, although it was not loud, but it was extremely firm.
"But there are people who are willing to borrow a sword?"