Chapter Forty-Six: Death!

Zhou Yang was fighting, his mind was racing, and he quickly thought about countermeasures.

Wandering alone is no longer enough to make him invincible, and he must adjust his strategy and adopt a more effective approach in order to turn defeat into victory in battle.

In the face of Gao Zhuo's turtle-like defense and the strength gap that is a big realm higher, can he win?

Zhou Yang's eyes were full of wisdom, his eyes were staring at the Dao sword qi, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he was holding a wisdom pearl, and he gained a little.

He no longer wandered, with a peculiar rhythm, with Gao Zhuo's sword light, slowly moving inch by inch, occasionally raising his sword to hit the sword qi, although the movement was slow, but it was very effective, every time he made a move, he would be followed by the opponent's attack.

However, the people standing in the audience didn't know, thinking that after Zhou Yang was injured, it affected his body and caused the current situation, and they couldn't help but worry.

"What is Zhou Yang doing this time? Isn't this adding to his own blockage, not only does he not improve the speed of his body, but it is getting slower and slower?"

Even Zhu Lang was a little puzzled in the audience, and it wasn't until he saw Zhou Yang's peculiar rhythm that he suddenly understood.

"This stinky boy is still figuring out the other party's swordsmanship at this time. When is this time, does he still have a back-up move, and he has the certainty of winning by surprise?"

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Gao Zhuo couldn't hold back anymore.

The sword momentum became faster, and the sword was like a rainbow, like wind and rain.

"Listen to the rain sword!"

As the sword moved, the sky gradually became gloomy, and there was a kind of thunderous oppression.

"Listen to the rain sword, this is the Zheng family's rain sword, the Zheng family, the Zheng family, hmph, you dare to hand over this sword technique to Gao Zhuo, if this battle happens, Zhou Yang has something wrong, don't blame someone for not following the rules at that time!"

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Zhou Yang's eyes lit up when he saw the dense sword momentum, as if he had found a novel treasure, revealing a look of longing.

Although he was injured in the battle just now, after several pondering, he had a deeper understanding of the Death Technique.

In the battle, the Death Trick can actually capture the law of the opponent's sword movement.

was the first to find the opponent's sword landing point, and because of this, he narrowly avoided the opponent's nirvana several times.

It was only because of the first use of the Death Technique in the battle just now that he was a little unaccustomed to it, causing him to be injured because he couldn't dodge.

Of course, this is also because Gao Zhuo's swordsmanship is not proficient. If his sword moves were faster and more mellow, Zhou Yang would not be able to use his heart for two purposes in battle, and he would have the energy to capture the law of sword momentum.

However, it is precisely because of this that Zhou Yang has a desire to steal from a teacher and learn art.

Especially when he saw Gao Zhuo use a set of swordsmanship that he had never seen before, he was happy to see the hunt, but he was not surprised and happy, and slowly consumed and fought with Gao Zhuo.

In the lounge of the Life and Death Terrace, Zheng Zhaoyang watched the battle between the two, and his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

"This Gao Zhuo is really a mud that can't support the wall, listen to the rain sword technique well, let him perform like this, it's really angry Young Master Ben. ”

"Third Young Master, what are you angry about this kind of biting dog, as long as he kills Zhou Yang, his wish will be granted. Isn't it because of this that we recruited him into the Zheng family? ”

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"Listen to the rain sword, the sword is like spring rain, continuous, endless. The emphasis is on continuous offensive and accomplished in one go. ”

Zhou Yang looked at the continuous sword momentum, and avoided it dangerously, with words in his mouth.

"It's time, I have a general understanding of the essence of this rain sword, although it is not perfect, as long as the battle is over, it will be summarized, it will become my own sword intent. ”

Zhou Yang's body changed and became stormy, and the battle suddenly became fierce.

"Sure enough, this Zhou Yang still has a backhand!"

"This is like a little hero who kills a half-demon, I will say that the little hero is invincible!"

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As Zhou Yang's speed accelerated, Gao Zhuo became more and more frightened.

Thinking about the strength of his fourth-layer qi refining, the swordsmanship was also guided by the Zheng family, and he thought that the battle would end quickly, but he didn't expect that now that the battle was in the situation, the other party was at ease, which made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Dragon Slash!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Yang people are like dragons, people follow the sword, and in the opportunity that brooks no gaps, they find a flaw in the other party with the spiritual power of the god of death, and send out a powerful attack.

The sword moves with the person, and the long sword is like a huge dragon in the air, driving the aura of heaven and earth, hovering in the air.

The dragon is like rain covering the fog, like condensation and scattering, like spring rain lingering, endlessly.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, like a dragon slashing, and it is plausible, and it also has the shadow of listening to the rain swordsmanship, isn't it?"

Zhu Lang's eyes shone brightly, looking at the two sword lights entangled on the platform of life and death, his mouth opened wide.

"Damn it, this kid!"

He smiled and didn't care about the competition on the stage anymore.

In his opinion, Zhou Yang's strong comprehension ability is at least invincible, and even if he can't win, he won't fail easily.

In the battle on the platform of life and death, not every time there must be a party to death, sometimes there are two people with equal strength, and no one can help the other, and the end is a draw.

Just when Zhu Lang turned his mind, earth-shaking changes took place on the stage.

Gao Zhuo, who has always had the upper hand and attacks continuously, is in a hurry at this time, struggling to take a defensive position, looking at the sword shadow in the air that is about to fall, barely defending himself with armor and body, standing in the field, disgraced.

"Come again!"

Zhou Yang shouted, and the long sword in his hand sounded, as if in response to his pride.

The sword came out like the wind, the speed was like electricity, the sword was like a spirit snake out of the hole, and the sword shadows overlapped and fused, and finally converged into a force and smashed towards Gao Zhuo.

Boom!

Gao Zhuo took three steps back in a row and stood on the edge of the platform of life and death, his face shocked.

This dragon slash is more domineering than the dragon eight slashes, with the power of several swords, they are gathered together, and they cannot be resisted at all, and they are smashed into ** in a brutal way.

Even if he protected his body with internal armor, he couldn't bear it, and he was smashed so that his chest was dull, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.

"Come on, you're still not human, why is your true yuan longer than my fourth-level qi refining layer. ”

"Hmph, suffer death, you scumbag!"

"Dragon Slash!"

It's a dragon slash again!

Like a meteor outside the sky, a sword volleys in the air, and the sword shadow follows like a shadow, and the speed is extremely fast.

Before Gao Zhuo could react, a long sword with a faint blue light reached his throat.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, Zhou Yang, Senior Brother Zhou, please don't kill me. I have money in my family, how much do you want, make a price, I'll get it immediately, as long as you let me go, I can give you everything!"

Looking at the long sword against his throat, Gao Zhuo knelt on the platform of life and death, and wiped his nose at Zhou Yang with tears in pain.

It's completely different from the high-spirited, calm image just now.