230. Chapter 230: The Battle of the Strong

The crutches fell ......

Zhao Yanjian's face remained unchanged, one suddenly raised his head, followed, grinned, laughter shook in all directions, a sword intent that shook the heavens and the earth, soared into the sky, and a giant sword was formed in a moment.

The others did not move, but the sword intent giant sword, with his thoughts, suddenly, a diagonal slash up, the air trembled, and it was annihilated.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang in the sky, roaring in all directions, and I saw that the place where the collision formed a brilliant ball of light, assimilating all the light...... An indescribable storm of shocks turned into sharp blades and blasted away in all directions.

The sword intent giant sword shattered, and the huge cane also contracted violently, turned into a fist stick, and flew back into Yang Ye's hands.

"Demon, it's really not going to be easy. Yang Ye's heart shook, and a simple comment made his face full of solemnity, and when he looked at Zhao Yanjian again, he already knew that if he wanted to kill this person this time, he would have to pay a lot of price.

"Old man Yang, I don't know if you still have the confidence to kill me now?" Zhao Yanjian smiled slightly, and the depths of his pupils were full of murderous intent.

"Anyway, today...... You are certain to die, and I will let you die a clear. Yang Ye smiled hoarsely, no matter how big the price was, he couldn't let the remnants of the Sword Sect run away, the strength that Zhao Yanjian showed for the first time made his murderous intent stronger.

is so demonic, just two hundred years has already made him feel pressure, and if he is given a few hundred more years, I am afraid that Bei'an Kingdom will really be finished.

"What you said, as I want to say, more than 200 years of grievances and grievances, first with your lives to fill in. Zhao Yanjian's eyes were cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged, "I gave you a move before, and this time I will make a move." ”

Before the words fell, Zhao Yanjian slammed on the void with one foot, and in a single step, he turned into a vague sword shadow and came straight towards Yang Ye.

At the same time, the sharp sword in his hand swung forward violently, the air was split, and the endless sword qi formed a heavy overlapping phantom, cutting in parallel layer by layer, brushing ...... In an instant, countless layers of sword blades cut away at an extremely fast speed.

"Haha, it's good, it's good!"

Yang Ye opened his mouth and laughed, and with a slight stomp of his cane, the spatial ripples visible to the naked eye swept away in circles, rippling everywhere, as if there was a huge force, and the cascading sword qi was shattered a lot.

"Go!"

The crutches were across the front of him, pinching the trick with one hand, Yang Ye pressed it with one hand, and a mysterious and complex mark covered the crutches, and the crutches buzzed, and the breath rose sharply, and under Yang Ye's light drink, he brushed ...... turned into a silver streamer and headed straight towards Zhao Yanjian.

"Bang!"

Another collision, the brilliant brilliance bloomed, only to see the collision, the silver light of the crutches skyrocketed, and the sword qi blades superimposed on countless layers exploded in an instant, and it was impossible to hinder the crutches at this moment, followed by the sword qi blade shattered, the speed of the crutches did not decrease, but the light came to an unprecedented explosion at this moment.

Brilliant, brilliant......

The silver light of the crutches was dazzling and dazzling, and in an instant, the speed was also faster, no longer in a straight line, but in an extremely strange trajectory, it bent and jumped in the void, as if closing the distance, so fast that it was difficult to notice.

"Die!"

Yang Ye pinched the trick again, and then his dry palm stretched out, facing Zhao Yanjian, a distant finger, a bright light finger, cutting through the air, faster, almost with the crutches straight away.

"Hmph, the ability is not small, but if you want to kill me, it is not enough. Zhao Yanjian laughed like a foolish smile, his speed did not decrease, the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he rushed straight towards the two beams.

Immediately, he turned into a giant sword, and the human sword became one...... Accompanied by countless sword qi, the sword qi in the sky rolled, and the surroundings completely turned into a world of sword qi, a gray-silver sword qi world, in the entire world, only that giant sword, that finger, that crutch silver light, was still dazzling.

The three traveled through and became the only dazzling in the world of sword qi.

Rumble!

To put it slowly, in fact, all this happened in one hundredth of a breath, and the giant sword transformed by Zhao Yan's sword collided with the dazzling silver light and that finger.

The dazzling silver light erupted in vain, and everyone present had to squint their eyes and wave their sleeves in front of them to prevent their eyes from being stabbed...... Following the silver mang, there was a loud bang, a direct roar, and between the roars, the storm swept in all directions, and a huge impact force repelled the surrounding collision into a complete vacuum.

Duan Yushi, Han Jian and the others, who were watching from the side, retreated directly a few feet, their eyes did not move, and they were still only staring at the place where they collided.

Yang Ye used a staff and a finger, while Zhao Yan sword turned into a sword with his body, cast a sword with his body, and shook Yang Ye's killing moves.

The brilliance dissipated, and everyone didn't dare to blink, staring closely, only to see ...... A sword and a staff are still deadlocked, but on top of the giant sword, there are already dense small cracks, and the silver cane and silver light are also unprecedentedly dim.

Wow!

The giant sword shattered, turning into a silver robe Zhao Yanjian, his body retreated, his whole body shook again, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of dark red blood, spilling down from mid-air, and Zhao Yanjian's face was slightly pale.

At the same time as the giant sword shattered, the silver cane was shaken back, turned into a streamer, and flew back to Yang Ye's hand, Yang Ye was the same, his whole body was shocked, and he took two steps back slightly, although he did not spurt blood, but on the corner of his mouth, there was also a blood stream.

"With your body alone, if you shake me once, you will be slightly seriously injured, your strength is no less than mine, but, why did you choose to shake me hard, you can not do it at all, you don't have to be injured like this. The strands of long silver hair under Yang Ye's bald head moved with the wind, and his eyes, with a striking color, looked at Zhao Yanjian.

"Haha, Old Man Yang, do you still see it?"

Zhao Yanjian raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, couldn't help laughing, his eyes were shining, and said: "The reason why I use my body to resist you is mainly to try the strength of my sword body, I also want to take a look, old man Yang, your catties and taels, is it worth seeing my strongest strength!"

"You...... Got it?"

Zhao Yanjian grinned, Sen Han smiled, this smile, laughed hideously, laughed arrogantly, laughed confidently, and smiled happily, Yang Ye's strength, he was not afraid at all, if Yang Ye alone, there was no need to let him take the next step.

It's just that he has to kill these seven people in Bei'an, and killing these seven people is enough to make Bei'anguo a big injury!

"Your strongest strength?" Yang Ye's face changed slightly.

The warm-up just now, although it was not his strongest strength, however, Zhao Yanjian obviously didn't use much.

In this way, with him alone, the situation is a little beyond his control, killing Zhao Yanjian, he can't do it alone, if everyone joins forces, even if Zhao Yanjian can be killed, at least there will be more than two people to accompany the funeral.

Yang Ye's mind was complicated, and countless thoughts kept passing through his mind, the best could only pay a slight price, and the worst, the two sides would almost die together.

"No matter what the final result is, even if it is the same end, he must be killed, otherwise, the entire Bei'an Kingdom will be in endless trouble, maybe the Bei'an Kingdom will stage a disaster of annihilation, then my Yang family's hundreds of years of great foundation will also be destroyed......" Yang Ye's deep eyes, killing intent continued to burn, to the point where he is now, he has prepared for the worst, Zhao Yanjian, will definitely die!

Follow-up -

"Zhao Yanjian, take out your strongest strength, let the old man and I come to understand and understand. Yang Ye took two steps forward and shouted, sounding like he didn't care, but in his heart, he was already extremely afraid of the enemy.

"You're not worthy. Zhao Yanjian raised his sword eyes and laughed stupidly, "Now, I'll take you...... Come and practice my Sword Sect's mastery!"

"Come on, try my sword thirty-six style!"

Sou!

Zhao Yan's sword turned into a dazzling sword light, and flew towards Yang Ye at an extremely fast speed, in an instant, he carried a rolling sword qi, and suddenly, with him as the center, the sky was eclipsed, completely turned into endless sword qi, the sword qi whined, and every piece of sword qi was enough to make the Void Spirit Realm lose its color.

"Thirty-six sword styles, nine more styles, so what, hand-to-hand combat, the old man is better than you!" Yang Ye roared angrily, holding a cane, he turned into a streamer, and went away, around him, an endless storm was formed, and under the storm, the lethality of each wind blade was not weaker than the sword qi.

The way of wind is what Yang Ye is good at, and the sense of morality of wind has reached a very high level.

Wind, pay attention to speed, every sense of the wind morality, the speed is extremely outstanding, at least twice as fast as the ordinary level of the same level, or even three or four times faster, the same, the strangulation power of the wind blade, may not be weaker than the sword qi, which needs to look at the degree of understanding.

Of course, those who perceive the morality of the sword are also fast, but compared with the morality of wind, thunder and light, etc., the speed is obviously inferior, unless they also perceive these "speed-type" morality.

Therefore, the two on the field, just looking at the speed, Yang Ye is obviously faster, which is why Yang Ye is confident that melee combat is stronger than the opponent, and the speed is fast, which is completely an advantage of melee combat...... Hand-to-hand combat, in addition to skill, is speed.

It can be said that the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken!

Even if the opponent's offense and defense are airtight, but there are always times of negligence, at this time, a fast speed, it is obvious that you can easily break through the negligence flaw, and then kill the opponent.

Rumble!

Before the two collided, the momentum of the two sides, the sword qi world and the storm world, collided first, and under this collision, the two sides fell into endless strangulation, and in an instant, the whole sky roared continuously, and the brilliant brilliance continued to flicker.

The collision of the two is only evenly matched, but neither can gain the upper hand.

Then, before he could breathe, two dazzling streamers also collided, and in an instant, the two different worlds had a complete collision, making the sky and the sky pale, and the surrounding air trembled violently.