After the two fought on the stage for dozens of rounds, Yang Yi suddenly punched, breaking Luo Tianlong's candle dragon aura, destroying the true yuan candle dragon condensed by Luo Tianlong's martial soul, and slammed it into his chest.

Luo Tianlong couldn't resist it, his body staggered and flew out, and he fell under the martial arts stage.

Hiss!

Everyone suddenly gasped and looked at Yang Yi on the stage in shock.

The shock that this scene brought to the disciples of Mingjian Valley was simply unimaginable!

In their minds, Luo Tianlong is a representative of absolute power and an invincible existence!

But now in terms of strength, Luo Tianlong was actually defeated by Yang Yi!

"Okay!" The disciples of the Lingyun Sect turned red one by one, and applauded.

"This kid is simply a humanoid beast!"

Many disciples of Mingjian Valley looked at Yang Yi depressedly and said so.

Luo Tianlong shook his head, twisted his neck, and smiled bitterly.

"Brother Yang has such a heavy fist! ”

"If the younger brother stays behind, it is disrespectful to the eldest brother of Tianlong. Do you want me to respect you, or do you want me to save face for you?" Yang Yi said with a smile.

"Your mouth is stronger than a fist, I obeyed you. ”

Luo Tianlong shook his head and smiled dumbly.

Yang Yi was about to jump off the stage when a figure suddenly rushed up and fell opposite him.

Yang Yi stopped and looked at the comer.

"Seniors, don't you also want to have a discussion?"

The person who took the stage was none other than Jian Wushuang.

"Not bad. Seeing a genius like you rise, I can't help but feel a little itchy in my hands. ”

Jian Wushuang no longer had the previous contempt on his face, and smiled solemnly.

"Good. Yang Yi nodded.

Everyone in the audience was excited again when they saw this scene!

"Do you still use fists?" said Jian Wushuang.

"My predecessors are good at swordsmanship, and it just so happens that I have recently learned a new set of swordsmanship, and I ask my seniors to advise!"

As he spoke, Yang Yi took out the jet-black heavy sword from the storage ring.

Hearing Yang Yi's words, everyone in Mingjian Valley was stunned again.

"Isn't it? This guy actually learned swordsmanship, too?"

"What are you kidding? He wants to use the swordsmanship he has learned to learn from Uncle Wushuang?"

At this time, Lu Liding and others also came to the outside of the martial arts stage, and after greeting Luo Haichuan, they stood aside to watch.

In the scene of Yang Yi vs. Luo Tianlong, they only saw an ending, but it was enough to feel shocked and surprised.

At this moment, seeing that Yang Yi wanted to compete with Jian Wushuang, and also had to use swordsmanship, Lu Liding and Wang Yuanzhong looked at each other.

"Has Senior Brother Yang ever learned swordsmanship?" Lu Liding said strangely.

Wang Yuanzhong shook his head and said, "I've never seen him practice swordsmanship." ”

The eyes of the two couldn't help but fall on Yang Yi's heavy sword, and their expressions moved.

"Could it be that he has turned the Canglong Sword Technique into the Canglong Sword Technique?"

The two exclaimed in low voices almost in unison.

Canglong Nine Strikes This combat skill has a mysterious origin, and it was put into the Tibetan Scripture Hall by Ling Han Zhenren.

According to him, this combat skill came from the Yunmengze Ruins, which was originally complete, but a set of ground-level high-level combat skills, with a total of thirty-six strikes.

He only got the first nine blows from the top of the human level, and the twenty-seven blows from the first to the top of the ground level, which was snatched away by an enemy back then, causing this combat skill to become very weak.

Of course, from Ling Han's real eyes, he could see that this was a very special combat skill, which could not only be practiced as a martial art, but also used as a swordsmanship, and even more powerful.

The function of the ancient combat skills was not single, but full of changes.

It's not that the Lingyun Sect has not had a disciple who has learned swords to try to practice, but unfortunately no one can succeed.

The two couldn't help but look at Yang Yi on the martial arts stage expectantly.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang also drew the long sword at his waist.

"My sword is a superb treasure, called the 'Sky Cutting Sword', weighing three hundred and sixty catties, it is made of 10,000-year-old black iron, and it is known for its sharpness. ”

Jian Wushuang looked at the sword in his hand and said lightly.

He was reminding Yang Yi not to use ordinary sword weapons to engage him, otherwise he would be easily cut off by the best sword in his hand.

"The sword in my hand is nameless, it is a half-finished sword, and as for the level, it should be considered the best. My current kendo realm should have reached the realm of 'heavy sword without edge, great ingenuity without work', so this sword is named 'no work sword' today, and the sword weighs 4,900 catties, please!"

Yang Yi's words made Jian Wushuang's expression become extremely dignified again.

The disciples of Mingjian Valley, when they heard the words "the heavy sword has no edge, the great skill does not work", they also changed color one after another, revealing a contemplative color.

"Have you reached the realm of initiating the Dao by turning your clumsy into a clumsy?" Luo Tianjiao also muttered softly.

The so-called Taoist saying, "The elephant is invisible, and the sound is loud", and the realm of kendo also has the saying of "turning ingenuity into clumsiness, and entering the Tao with skills".

The long sword in Jian Wu's hands shook, and the whole person instantly became like an unsheathed divine sword, the sword and the person, the sword and the god instantly fused into one, turning into a sharp and incomparable, lightning sword light, stabbing towards Yang Yi.

"Ask the sword trick - is the divine sword like electricity?"

This move, Luo Tianjiao had also used it before, but the power could not be compared to Jian Wushuang's move.

"What a quick and sharp sword!"

If it weren't for his divine sense, Yang Yi wouldn't even be able to capture how this sword light pierced his face.

"Cloak!"

The "unworking sword" in Yang Yi's hand was cut out.

In an instant, with Yang Yi as the center, within a radius of ten meters, the gravity suddenly increased several times.

As soon as the "Sky Slashing Sword" stabbed Yang Yi's face, the speed dropped suddenly, and the figure of Jian Wushuang also appeared.

"Unworking Sword" seemed to have calculated his position, and slashed at Jian Wushuang with a sword.

Jian Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, he flew back, and the person was in mid-air, turning into sword light again, flickering and wandering in the air, looking for an opportunity to make a move.

"Ask the sword trick - is the sword like a mountain?"

This time, the sword light that Jian Wushuang turned into was stabbed down in the air, making Yang Yi suddenly have the illusion that there was a mountain overlying and could not be matched.

The gravity field is affected and crumbling.

"Pull out the mountain!"

Yang Yi slashed out with a sword, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

The sword light collapsed instantly, and the momentum that descended like a mountain dissipated with it.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes were blazing, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Ask the sword trick - is the sword like a cloud?"

A sword stabbed out, the wind surged, and the aggregation was overwhelming!

"Treading the clouds!"

Yang Yi slashed out with another sword, the wind and clouds collapsed, and Jian Wushuang retreated, and at this time he was completely unable to attack Yang Yi's ten meter range.

"Ask the sword trick - is the big wave sweeping the sand?"

The rolling sword light is like a big river, rushing down.

"Cut off the stream!"

"No work sword" out, the waves break and the tide recedes.

"It seems that the high-level sword asking technique of the ground level is helpless to you. ”

Jian Wushuang shook his head with a wry smile, and then he took a deep breath, his expression becoming more solemn than ever.

"I have a sword, but I can open the sky and destroy the city, and take the sword!"

"Come on!"

Yang Yi's expression remained unchanged, and the "Unworking Sword" raised lightly, and said: "I have a sword, which can control the sky!"

"The first blow of the opening of the sky - the split sky!"

"Canglong's tenth blow - Zhentian!"

The two shot almost simultaneously.

Two different swords, one is like a blade that opens the sky, one sword cuts out, and the void can't help but crack a gap!

One is like a Zhentian artifact, a sword slashes down, the heavens and the earth are condensed, and the space seems to be condensed.

While!

A loud bang rang out.

Two superb swords collide for the first time.

Jian Wushuang's face changed slightly, and the whole person was uncontrollably shocked by the "unworking sword" and flew out, landing on the edge of the martial arts stage.

On the other hand, Yang Yi is as stable as a pillar of heaven, standing in the center of the martial arts platform, without moving.

However, on the martial arts platform under his feet, a clear sword mark appeared, and it gradually cracked.

There was a soft click.

A crack opened a foot-wide crack on the stage.

"Good swordsmanship!" Yang Yi glanced at the crack between his feet, and praised with a slight change in his face.

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