Chapter 118

"Advance now."

[Ding!]

[congratulations to players, learn the sword technique "cut the sky and pull the sword"!]

[martial arts: cutting the sky and pulling the sword

Grade: S

Consumption: None

Caption: The Legend of the sword, the magic Prince of the night, the supreme essence of sword, the supreme sword of creation.

Description 2: the attack range is 100 meters (not the limit)! The higher the skill level, the greater the attack range.

Description 3: one sword light cold 19 continents!]

Yangxu gasped at the sight:

fuck!

A 100 meter attack range!

After skill upgrade, the attack range can be expanded!

This "cutting the sky and pulling the sword" is awesome!

"Try the power."

Without a word, Yangxu diverted to Houshan waterfall.

The waterfall is near the cold pool.

A man in blue is practicing his sword.

Within a hundred meters of him, a figure dared not approach.

As soon as the sun came near.

Brush!

People nearby suddenly looked here:

"Another one to die!"

"I guess I have to waste my hands again this time. I can't practice my sword."

"Eh, that man looks familiar... Shit! Isn't that Yang Xu?"

"Really! That's good. Two awesome characters have come together! I don't know who is stronger, Yang Xu and Qingyi!"

Hot eyes focused on Yang Xu.

Yangxu felt strange.

He looked at the man in Tsing Yi and stood 20 meters away from him, ready to practice sword.

"Click!"

A sharp sword light blew a deep pit at the foot of Yangxu.

I looked up and looked at the swordsman in blue indifferently:

"You've interrupted my sword practice. Ten seconds. Get out now. Otherwise, I'll bear the consequences."

The swordsman in green looked natural.

"Hehe, take responsibility for the consequences?"

Yang Xu raised his eyebrows.

Li ignored him and took out an iron sword.

"Huh?"

The swordsman in blue frowned.

The air suddenly sank and the temperature plummeted.

"Shit! They're going to war!"

"Yang Xu has always been rebellious, and the swordsman in green is strong and arrogant by virtue of his Kendo cultivation..."

People's eyes are full of expectation.

I saw Yang Xu playing tricks with a broken iron sword.

A trace of disdain flashed around the corners of the swordsman's mouth. He was about to speak.

Yangxu suddenly assumed a strange posture:

Bow forward slightly.

Grasp the scabbard with your left hand and stick it to your abdomen.

Hold the hilt with your right hand.

Sharp eyes, did not look straight ahead.

Instead, he looked at the top of the waterfall.

"What kind of sword posture..."

The swordsman in green is at a strange time.

A white light tore the sky.

Flash!

The swordsman in green lost his sight in an instant.

The people a hundred meters away were dazzled and dazzled.

Yiyin!

A melodious sword chant was heard by everyone present.

After a brief period of blindness.

The swordsman in green looked shocked. With his senses, he stared at the waterfall ahead:

Boom!

At the top of the waterfall, at least 80 meters away from Yangxu, there was a sudden explosion.

Click!

A huge stone ten meters square was cut off the cliff.

Boom!

Throw up huge waves.

Hiss

The swordsman in Green took a breath:

"What overbearing swordsmanship!"

The crowd was stunned:

"What did you see just now?"

"A flash of lightning?"

"Yang Xu's swordsmanship is even more terrible than before!"

Everyone's eyes at xiangyangxu were full of deep horror.

The swordsman in blue looked at Yang Xu with fear:

"You don't have to go. You are qualified to practice sword here."

Cut.

Yang Xu sneered and looked at the swordsman in green with a smile:

"Do you need to judge whether I am qualified? Is this waterfall yours?"

The swordsman in green has a gloomy face:

"What do you mean? You don't know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are."

Yangxu glanced at him coldly:

"Now I don't think you are qualified to practice sword here. I'll give you ten seconds and get out right away! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

“！”

The pupil of the swordsman in green shrank.

"Ten seconds, get out at once, or you will bear the consequences."

What he said to Yangxu, Yangxu returned it to him word for word!

Brush!

Everyone's eyes suddenly brightened.

The fire of gossip begins to burn:

"Come, come, finally!"

The swordsman in blue stares at Yang Xu coldly:

"Lingyunzong has never dared to challenge me, Qingyi! You..."

"That's because you didn't meet me."

Yangxu interrupted him casually:

"I don't have time to waste with you. In a word, get out?"

For such a self righteous guy, Yang Xu is always too lazy to talk nonsense.

If I hadn't been good at fencing, I would have endured the humiliation today.

If you resist a little, I'm afraid you'll be seriously injured by this person.

You have to slap your face against such people!

Can't get used to it!

Click!

Qingyi's right hand pressed on the sword.

"I advise you, you'd better get out at once! You're definitely not as good as me than the sword."

The more Yang Xu said, the more impatient he became.

It's a sword thing. Why are you so wordy.

Qingyi stares at Yangxu, looking for flaws.

However, he was breathing more and more rapidly.

The sharp of the bottom of my eyes gradually receded and became a little desperate.

"Today's shame, I wrote it down in Tsing Yi!"

His self-confidence tends to collapse. He stares at Yangxu with resentment, turns around and leaves.

"My grass! Didn't fight again! Is Qingyi too counselled?"

"Yes! Where's the strength to pretend to be forced with us?"

"Win without fighting! Yangxu is so awesome!"

"This guy is stronger than Qingyi!"

"Yang Xu is not the first person to repair Lingyun sword now, is he?"

The voice of admiration sounded so harsh in Qingyi.

The title of "the first person to repair sword" used to describe him!

The more you think, the more you hate, the more you think, the more you are unwilling.

Qingyi turned around and saw Yangxu facing him with his back.

Killing the machine starts from the heart.

Cang Lang!

"Yang Xu, be careful!"

The sound of drawing the sword sounded together with the reminder.

The sword of Qingyi killed Yang Xu in the blink of an eye.

"Cut the sky and pull the sword!"

Yiyin!

The moment Yangxu turned around, a flash of lightning flew across the sky.

After a brief period of blindness.

Qingyi kept his sword waving posture and stood stiff in front of Yang Xu.

Yangxu glanced at him indifferently, turned around and continued to practice his sword.

[Ding!]

[congratulations, player, kill...]

Boom!

Tsing Yi's body suddenly burst.

The blood flew more than ten meters away.

Karala... Boom!

In the direction of Yang Xu's sword, the woods fifty meters away broke and fell down.

Everyone was stunned.

The power of this sword exceeded everyone's expectations!

Even Yang Xu was surprised:

"The power of cutting the sky and pulling the sword is so powerful?"

For a time, his motivation to practice sword became stronger and stronger.

But no one dared to disturb him again.

Except one.

"Hello."

Turning around, a guy had a smile on his face.

"Are you here to compete with me?"

The other party couldn't help laughing:

"I don't have the courage to draw my sword in front of you."

His eyes were bright, and he even looked at Yangxu with admiration:

"I came to ask you for advice on swordsmanship. You may not remember me..."

"I remember you."

Yangxu looked at him with a smile:

"Your name is LV Chong. In the big competition between the newcomers, you voluntarily abstained in the final with me and gave up the champion to me."