Wei Yang's eyes were slightly condensed, and the essence of light flashed away.

Tu Qianfei's sword skills, in addition to his family's nine-rank sword skills, this is another sword skill that he has never exposed, and its power is at least close to the nine-pin. Tu Qianfei hid this sword skill very deeply, and it seemed that Tu Qianfei wanted to kill him Wei Yang with this blow.

Wei Yang smiled coldly in his heart, bent his body and flicked violently, the front finger of the red gold sword, and shot at the center of the sea of sword waves.

"Bah!Bah!......"

In the sea of sword waves, the red gold sword conjured up countless sword shadows, and smashed together with the sword shadows of Yaono Heavy Sword Dao, and the sound of heavy collision was endless.

Where the swords smashed, sparks splashed out of the sky, stirring up a violent air current, crashing into the blood platform to protect the prohibition, and then on the prohibition, setting off waves of waves.

In an instant, the shadow of the sword disappeared, the shadow of the sword dissipated, and the sea of sword waves had disappeared invisibly.

Tu Qianfei's "Sword Waves" sword technique was cracked by Wei Yang in such a way with brute force.

Swirling.

Wei Yang took advantage of the momentum of the upward rush, conjured up dozens of leg shadows, and kicked Tu Qianfei, who was rushing downward.

Tu Qianfei saw the shadow of his legs approaching, his body was forcefully volleyed to one side, and Yaoye's heavy sword slashed the shadow of his legs.

Suddenly, the shadow of the leg disappeared, and Wei Yang's red gold sword met Yaoye's heavy sword again.

"Woo !......"

The swords collided violently, and the aftermath lingered around the sky above the blood platform for a long time, and the remaining strength slammed into the blood platform to protect the prohibition, creating countless waves in the prohibition.

With a snort, Tu Qianfei and Wei Yang had already swapped places, landed on the blood platform, and took a few steps back, Fang Shi stabilized his body, and his eyes locked on each other.

Tu Qianfei was really depressed in his heart. This sword skill has always been hidden by him as a hole card, and the first time he used it, it was broken by Wei Yang in such a shameless way.

Blood under the stage.

The crowd exclaimed.

"It's broken, such a powerful sword skill has actually been broken. ”

"Wei Yang is amazing, he actually cracked Tu Laosi's sword skills in this brutal way. ”

......

In the square, there was a buzzing noise, and the sound was in the ears.

The two martial cultivators who came with Wei Yang also loosened their clenched fists.

In the Tu family, Tu Qianxian and Tu Qianjian were stunned, and the younger brother Tu Qianfei's "sword waves", Wei Yang actually broke it.

Tu Shan and Tu Hai frowned, Wei Yang showed that his strength was almost the same as Tu Qianfei in this round, and the two were evenly matched, but the way to crack Tu Qianfei's "Sword Wave" sword technique made them think about it very much.

On the blood table.

Tu Qianfei took a deep breath, the dantian Lingyuan surged with hundreds of limbs, his eyes reappeared ruthlessly, and he said fiercely: "Wei Yang, you will die today!"

Before the words fell, Tu Qianfei flicked his body suddenly, and his body flashed Wei Yang.

The corners of Wei Yang's mouth floated with a contemptuous smile, and as soon as he floated, he stepped on the blood platform with both feet, and flew towards the oncoming Tu Qianfei.

In the blink of an eye.

The shadow of the sword, the shadow of the sword, conjures up thousands of lights and shadows.

The two afterimages met and were wrapped in a ball.

"Bah!Bah!......"

Numerous thumps were deafening.

Sword shadows, sword shadows, shadows and shadows meet each other, and sparks fly.

The shadow of the sword, the shadow of the sword, the shadow of the shadow rises and disappears, like the tide of a huge wave, the tide rises and falls.

On the blood platform, the storm was raging, and the aftermath set off countless waves on the transparent blood platform protection and prohibition.

After tea time, the two of them seemed to be exhausted in the air.

"Woo !!"

The swords intersected, and an unprecedented loud sound came out, and the aftermath slammed the blood platform protection prohibition outward slightly, and then swirled and recovered. Gradually, the prohibition calmed down.

After Wei Yang and Tu Qianfei slashed each other's most powerful blows, they used the force to counterattack, quickly retreated to the other side, staggered to the ground, and quickly hit back more than ten meters, so that they could stabilize their figures.

Tu Qianfei gasped, his eyes flashed, and his heart was full of unwillingness. In addition to the family legend of the nine-grade sword skill "Dancing and Jumping", he has exhausted all his skills, and even the "Sword Wave" has been performed twice, but he can't help Wei Yang.

Wei Yang was also panting heavily, and in his eyes, the heat and cold were shown at the same time. It had been a long time since he had fought such a fierce fight. Within a year, Tu Qianfei will definitely advance to the Solid Soul Realm, and the Tu family will add another master. In the bottom of Wei Yang's heart, the battle intent is rising, and the killing intent is surging.

Blood under the stage.

Silent.

The crowd was stunned and intoxicated by the battle on the blood platform.

The town lord was originally a master of the Soul Solid Realm, and he was also addicted to the sword and sword on the blood platform.

Tu Shan and Tu Hai both came back to their senses, looked at each other in pairs, and the feeling of uneasiness in their hearts became more and more intense.

On the blood table.

Tu Qianfei gasped, frantically absorbed the aura, and after a little breathing, his face was full of hideous, killing intent was fierce, and a thin wave also bloomed around the body of Yaoye's heavy sword.

"Wei Yang, you are amazing. I underestimated you. Even so, you're going to die!"

"Wei Yang, haven't you always wanted to see my family's heirloom nine-rank sword technique 'Dancing Dance'? Now, before you die, taste the power of 'Dancing Dance'. ”

Wei Yang was silent, as if he was seizing this moment to breathe, but his eyes were tightly fixed on Tu Qianfei and the sword in his hand. Dancing the Nine Rank Sword Technique, he had only heard of its powerful power from the mouth of the patriarch Yue Quanlin.

Suddenly.

Tu Qianfei urged all the spirit elements, and shot towards Wei Yang at the limit speed of his life, leaving a phantom behind him. When the phantom approached Weiyang, it suddenly slowed down again, the phantom dissipated, and the figure floated briskly, flying towards Weiyang in the air.

Yaoye's heavy sword once again trembled out countless sword shadows, and countless sharp sword winds cut through the air, and the extremely piercing sneer sounded together, as if it was about to cut the sky above the blood platform into pieces. These sword shadows, whistling, went straight to Wei Yang.

Suddenly, Tu Qianfei's figure was steep again. In an instant, Tu Qianfei circled Wei Yang, dancing, and conjured up more than a dozen figures, all of whom were holding silver heavy swords, holding countless sword shadows and sword might, and slashed at Wei Yang in the air.

Silver clothes, silver swords, silver sword shadows.

At this time, Tu Qianfei was like a silver butterfly dancing in the air, but he danced with murderous intent in the sky, vast and cold.

Tu Qianfei's "dance" is the sword dance of death.

Suddenly, more than a dozen lightly dancing figures flickered continuously, shifting shapes and shadows.

Around Wei Yang, Tu Qianfei looked the same, cast the same sword skills, and the heavy sword held the same strength, all attacking Wei Yang, and he could no longer tell which was the deity and which was the phantom.

The dozen or so figures weaved the countless sword shadows into a silver-white sword net, and volleyed down towards the Weiyang net.

In an instant, the silver-white sword net had covered Wei Yang, separating him from the outside world.

Immediately, the sword net quickly contracted and cut towards Wei Yang.

Tu Qianfei finally showed his secret "dancing and dancing" sword skills. The power of the Butcher's nine-rank sword technique is really extraordinary.

In the silver and white sword net, Wei Yang's figure was also blurred, and he could only see that in the silver net, the sword shadow was confused, and the sound of the sword shadow intersecting was connected into a piece.

Suddenly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a large crack suddenly appeared in the silver-white sword net. Wei Yang still used his martial strength to brutally tear open the sword net.

At this moment, Tu Qianfei was weaving his sword net in the air, and suddenly saw that the sword net covering Wei Yang was torn open, and Wei Yang was about to rush out, and he couldn't help but be shocked. More than a dozen phantoms came suddenly. The sword in his hand trembled even more violently, and the shadow of the sword slashed densely towards the crack.

"Bang!bang......"

The shadow of the sword at the crack dissipated.

Wei Yang highlighted the silver sword net like electricity, and his clothes had been shattered by Tu Qianfei's trembling sword net, stained with blood red.

Wei Yang rushed to the ground, and the volley was slightly folded, and his figure was in front of Tu Qianfei's phantom in an instant. On the red gold knife, the knife intent was lightly wrapped, and it flashed in Tu Qianfei's throat, but his figure had already fallen on the blood platform behind Tu Qianfei.

In an instant, more than a dozen phantoms in the sky above the blood platform moved, and in the blink of an eye, the phantoms disappeared, leaving only one deity standing in the air.

"Boom. ”

Tu Qianfei fell on the blood platform and stumbled a few steps before he stood firm.

"When. ”

Yaono's heavy sword fell on the stage.

Tu Qianfei covered his neck with both hands, and blood red splashed out from between his fingers.

"You, how did you find out my deity?" Tu Qianfei turned around step by step, his throat grunted, and he spit out this sentence with difficulty, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief, as well as a deep fear of death.

Wei Yang didn't answer, but said another sentence lightly.

"In the past, it was also on the blood platform, you and I fought to the death, and I repeatedly let you go. This time, you have to die. Because, this time, your butcher has murderous intentions towards my Wei Yang, and you have ambitions for my crescent village. You, go well, in the next life, don't be Tu Qianfei again. ”

Tu Qianfei's throat trembled a few times, and blood gushed out from his fingers.

"Wei, Weiyang, I, I'm on the ground...... Prison...... Wait...... You. Tu Qianfei struggled, using all his strength to say his last words.

"Boom!"

Tu Qianfei fell on the blood platform, his body trembled a few times, he no longer moved, and his face was full of resentment and hideousness.

Wei Yang looked at Tu Qianfei on the blood platform, the coldness in his eyes gradually receded, and he said calmly to his corpse: "You go to hell, I will go to heaven." ”

Since listening to what Tu Shan said, Wei Yang had a murderous heart for Tu Qianfei.

His knife, the strength of the knife into the throat, instantly destroyed most of the blood in Tu Qianfei's neck, Tu Qianfei was able to insist on saying two sentences, which shows that his cultivation is indeed not weak.

Wei Yang put away Tu Qianfei's Yaoye heavy sword, sat down on the ground, and breathed. On the blood platform, the spoils of the deceased belong to the living, and the deceased's family has no right to claim it back, which is stipulated by the laws and regulations of the Tang Empire, and Wei Yang will certainly not be polite.

At this moment, the blood is under the stage.

Silence.

The black crowd was still shocked by Tu Qianfei's powerful dancing sword skills just now, and in an instant, the situation reversed, and Tu Qianfei was killed. This kind of upheaval in the heavens and on the ground is unexpected and jaw-dropping.

Long.

"Hurry up, open the blood platform to protect the prohibition. ”

Tu Hai came back to his senses first, and angrily urged the town lord to open the blood platform ban.

"How can this be? It shouldn't be like this? Qianfei, Qianfei, my little four. Tu Shan looked at Tu Qianfei, who was dead on the blood platform, and muttered, his lips and face spasmed, and his old eyes were scattered. Tu Shan was still immersed in this momentary mutation, and he never thought in his heart that it would be such an ending.

In the square, the crowd gasped in unison.

"Tu Qianfei, dead?!"

"Dead!?"

The overlord of Huitou Town, the fourth eldest in the second generation of the Tu family, and Tu Shan's favorite son, was killed by Wei Yang on the blood platform in front of the public.

It is conceivable that the town will be another big upheaval.

Gradually, countless pairs of eyes floated with indescribable happiness.

The sudden change on the blood platform, the town lord was also stunned, and under Tu Hai's roar, Fang Shi calmed down and opened the blood platform to protect the prohibition.

Wei Yang patted up and patted his shirt, looked indifferent, and walked off the blood platform.

"Stop!"