Yang Feng took the Yitian Sword handed over by the Emei disciples, drew out the long sword under the gaze of everyone, handed the scabbard to the Emei disciples on the side, turned around and said, "Senior Mo, the younger generation is ugly!"

Mo Nandong nodded, no longer spoke, holding the sword in his right hand, and suddenly slashed out diagonally, with a strong wind, fierce and fierce. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Yang Feng relied on the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword and fought back with the sword technique of the Ancient Tomb School.

Mo Dongnan is the only disciple of the Jiangnan Sword Saint, Dugu Aotian used a Changyun sword technique to defeat the six first-class masters, which shows that his swordsmanship is superb and worthy of the name. Mo Dongnan is indeed amazingly talented, immersed in the way of the sword for more than 20 years, has the wind of respecting the teacher, I saw him swing a little thorn, the tip of the sword is divided, the snow-white sword light is like a sky full of stars flashing and shining, everyone can't see the truth clearly, and applaud loudly again and again.

Yang Feng's sword walks lightly, and the tricks are endless, indescribably elegant and chic, Yixing Shenfei, and has the style of Song Yu's skirts. This ancient tomb school swordsmanship is created by Lin Chaoying, it is a subtlety, it is a rhyme and a wonderful victory, Yang Feng is dressed in white, handsome and beautiful, quite a sword to soar, everyone's eyes are bright.

However, Yang Feng wanted to be handsome and elegant, and relied on the sharpness of the Yitian Sword, but the power of the sword was not carried forward, so Mo Nandong was afraid of Yang Feng's previous performance, and secondly, he was afraid of the Yitian Sword, and he was mostly defensive, and it was difficult to distinguish between the two for a while.

In just a moment, Mo Nandong gradually turned from defense to offense, and his sword moves changed in a myriad of ways, dazzling. Yang Feng felt stretched at this time, and felt quite struggling, jumped slightly, avoided the sword that Mo Nandong stabbed at his right shoulder, took three steps back, and hurriedly changed his moves, using the Peach Blossom Island Peerless Technique, the Jade Xiao Sword Technique.

Guo Xiang exclaimed, she was naturally familiar with this sword technique, and when she saw Yang Feng suddenly use it, she felt so strange in her heart, and she couldn't figure it out! This jade flute sword technique was spread by Huang Yaoshi in order to help Yang Guo deal with the Chilian fairy Li Mochou, and at that time, there was also a magic power handed over to him, Guo Xiang was not born at that time, how could he know the twists and turns.

Mo Nandong saw that Yang Feng's sword move style had changed abruptly, although it was not as elegant and chic as before, but it was a little more aggressive, and even the killing intent was growing, and his heart was awe-inspiring, and he secretly said that you hadn't used real kung fu before, and you didn't mind at the moment, just shouted, "Look at the sword", the sword edge shook, and when the chest stabbed away, but the tip of the sword did not go straight, but it was spinning and winding in a circle in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't know where the opponent's sword was going to stab, he jumped back in shock, Mo Nandong shot extremely fast, Yang Feng retreated the more he retreated, and the circle drawn by the opponent's sword had reached his chest again, the sword circle was still small at the beginning, and after a few moves, his lower abdomen was already included in the sword circle, and after a few moves, it spread to the neck. Since then, Yang Feng has been shrouded in Mo Nandong's sword circle from neck to abdomen.

The people present had never seen such a sword technique of drawing circles to control the enemy, and they were all shocked, secretly thinking that the sword saint Dugu Aotian's swordsmanship did not know where it was so clever. The sword frantically looked at Ba Yun's eyes with clear light, looking at Mo Nandong's sword moves, as if curious.

Yang Feng retreated again and again, Mo Nandong's sword was tightly entangled like a snake, and he repeated it several times, but he didn't have the strength to fight back, seeing that Mo Nandong's offensive was becoming more and more fierce and fast, he would definitely lose without waiting for a cup of tea, and his heart was horizontal, but he no longer dodged, and the sword of the sky stabbed straight at the center of Mo Nandong's eyebrows.

Mo Nandong turned his head to avoid it, the sword in his hand was slightly oblique, and half of the sword circle he drew was empty. Yang Feng was immediately overjoyed, his right hand flipped over, the tip of the sword went straight up, with his right foot as the axis, his body was half turned, the blade of the sword was vertical, and he was horizontal in the air, so that Mo Nandong's sword would inevitably be blocked.

Mo Nandong's sword did not retreat, what came out of his hand was a soft force, and the tip of the sword was still stabbing towards Yang Feng, thinking that even if my sword was blocked by you and missed the head, the inertia of advancing was still there, and it could always stab you, and you Yang Feng would not be in danger at that time.

"Bang"

Then there was a sound of "Zheng", and the heroes looked at it and were in an uproar. It turned out that Mo Nandong's sword was broken. The previous sound was made when the two swords collided, and the later sound was made when Mo Nandong's sword body broke and fell to the ground.

"Senior Mo, the kid is rude! Yang Feng held the sword in his right hand, clenched his fists and said apologetically, this sentence came from the bottom of his heart, he knew that Mo Nandong's sword was not extraordinary, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

"Good sword, good sword! worthy of the name of Yitian! I'm afraid even my master's Changyun Sword can't compare to it!" Mo Nandong was stunned for a moment, and instantly came back to his senses and said, without the slightest annoyance, he understood that it was not that his skills were inferior to others, but that the other party had taken advantage of the weapon, and when he thought about it like this, his heart was much smoother.

"This Heavenly Sword is really a divine soldier! It is worthy of the treasure of the Emei faction, and we have come here in vain today. People from all sects and sects were full of praise, and some people admired Mo Nandong, a disciple of the Sword Saint.

"Yang Shaoxia is not simple, I am really old. "There are still people who are optimistic about Yang Feng, as for the Emei disciples, they all slapped their hands and admired, I don't know if it was for Yang Feng or for the power of the Heavenly Sword.

How Yang Feng didn't understand the details of this, although he was quite frustrated in his heart, he was more and more courageous, energetic, and extremely heroic and debauched.

"Since Master Mo and nephews are all gone, then I will also compare with Yang Shaoxia on behalf of Senior Brother. On the right side of the school field, a person walked out from behind Xiang Bayun, about forty or so.

Many people were puzzled, and only at this time did they know that the Jiangnan Sword Saint and the Northern Desert Sword Maniac were brothers, which could be described as a big secret in the martial arts, but they didn't know what the skills of this Northern Desert Sword Maniac were heavy?

At this moment, a beautiful figure floated out and appeared on the school field first, it was a young and beautiful girl. Yang Feng stared at it, his heart jumped inexplicably, he felt very weird, he had never been in his life, it was just a momentary illusion. Guo Xiang stared at the woman who appeared in the field, his expression suddenly moved, and then he shook his head, and he was distracted for a while.

I saw that the girl was dressed in a yellow shirt, born exquisitely and delicately, with black hair like clouds, a slender willow waist, and a pair of dark and agile eyes with cunning. It is indeed a rare beauty.

The people present were shocked by the temperament of the woman in the yellow shirt, and they forgot to ask about her sect for a while, just a whispered discussion. But seeing the woman look around proudly, she stared at Lu Chongzhi with a pair of big eyes and said, "The first four games are either the masters of a faction or the masters of the seniors, and today this girl wants to compete with Yang Gongzi on behalf of those brothers who have no sect." After speaking, he turned to look at Yang Feng with a provocative look.

Everyone was anxious to take a look at Yang Feng's martial arts, so they all shouted loudly, "Little girl, come back quickly, don't make trouble, give way to the seniors." ”

The woman in the yellow shirt ignored the shouting outside the arena and stared at Yang Feng with a smile, but at this moment she looked like an outsider.