Chapter 1556

"Pan Ling, the myriad swordsmanship of the galaxy" you've been practicing for some time. Cut Yang Xu's sword. He's lucky to survive. He can only blame his poor strength for his death. "

"Yes!"

Behind Pan Yang, a man in black flashed.

"It's a ghost sword pan Ling! He's the sword cultivation genius most in contact with the Ba clan. It's said that the talent of Kendo is expected to be comparable to that of corpse Ming!"

"One of the most powerful skills of Pan Yang is the great sun shining on the king of heaven, and the other is the myriad swordsmanship of the galaxy. Unexpectedly, pan Ling has been inherited by Pan Yang's Kendo!"

"I'm afraid Yang Xu is terrible. Even if it's a normal plate, Yang Xu is afraid to resist it, not to mention using the Star River myriad sword technique!"

The crowd looked at Xiang Yangxu's eyes and couldn't help showing sympathy.

It seems that Yang Xu was cut and even killed by a sword.

Even on the night of the war, her face could not help showing anxiety:

"Jianxiu has the most powerful attack means, and the talent of ghost sword pan Ling is incomparably strong. In addition, with the Star River sword technique with thousands of changes in attack angles, how can Yang Xu be his opponent?"

"Grandpa, please help Yangxu. He can't die here!"

Zhan Ye asks master Zhan Ling for help.

Old man Zhan Ling's face also showed a dignified color.

Just about to speak.

"Xinghe Wanqian sword technique? It sounds very powerful."

To everyone's surprise, Yang Xu still looked bland and looked at Pan Ling around Pan Yang calmly:

"You let me take your sword?"

Pan Ling's breath was cold, only a pair of eyes, as sharp as a sword:

"Dare you? Whether you dare or not, you will get a sword in the end. This is the price for offending the little Lord!"

There was a sharp sword in Pan Ling's words.

Yang Xu smiled:

"Ha ha, it's just right. I also know a sword technique. I don't know which is stronger or weaker than Pan Yang's myriad swordsmanship?"

"What? Yang Xu, he can also use swordsmanship?"

"True or false?"

Everyone was surprised.

Corpse Han's eyes suddenly brightened and looked expectantly at Yangxu:

"Do you need to lend you my sword?"

He handed the dark sword to Yang Xu.

Yang Xu waved his hand:

"No, I have a sword."

Brush.

Lin Huoshen Huang sword appeared in Yang Xu's palm.

Dayton time.

A surging fire breath filled the air in an instant.

Corpse Ming looked at the magic sword and couldn't help a trace of wonder in his eyes:

"Good sword!"

He looked at xiangyangxu with envy.

As a swordsman, Shi Ming naturally has a deep understanding of swords.

But he didn't expect that there was such a top-grade divine sword in Yangxu's hand.

Just feel the breath it releases, you can find:

The sword in Yang Xu's hand is not inferior to his own matching sword!

The attractive energy fluctuation of the fire system revealed by the Lin fire god Huang sword made the nearby Pan Yang's eyes brighten all at once.

He stared at Yang Xu's sword as if she had met a beauty:

"Really good sword!"

A strong desire for possession flashed in Pan Yang's eyes:

"If you can get this fire attribute divine sword and cooperate with my" great sun shines on the king of heaven Sutra ", you will be able to play a stronger power!"

Pan Yang couldn't help shouting excitedly and stared at Yang Xu brightly:

"Yang Xu! Give me this sword. I don't care what you offend me."

As soon as he said this, the people's look changed again.

Some looked at xiangyangxu with envy and thought he had picked up a life.

Some sympathize:

What kind of sword can Pan Yang like?

It's a pity that such a top-grade product will soon belong to others.

However.

Yang Xu's eyes look at Pan Yang, but like looking at a fool, he doesn't hide it:

"Taoist weapon level divine sword, you open your mouth and want it? Are you stupid to be a young clan leader?"

"Dream!"

Pan Yang seemed to be doused with a large basin of cold water. The heat and excitement in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

His face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were fixed on the rising sun.

The sword beside him was cold and murderous:

"You want to die!"

"Master, wait for me to kill Yangxu and bring you this sword!"

Yiyin!

In Pan Ling's hand, a long silver sword came out of its scabbard.

At that time, he was surrounded by stars, such as stars and rivers of stars.

The crowd immediately recognized:

It's Xinghe Wanqian sword technique.

"Be careful, Yang Xu. Pan Yang's" Star River sword "is changeable and the attack angle is unpredictable. You..."

"Hehe, don't worry, it's just a sword."

Yangxu smiled faintly.

On his pretty face, the look of light clouds and light wind makes a master like Shi Han stunned:

Just a sword?

Is it so easy?

You know.

Even Shi Ming himself had to be careful when facing pan Ling.

Besides, he still uses the top swordsmanship of Pan Yang!

"Draw your sword. This is the last time you use it."

Pan Ling holds a long silver sword and is surrounded by stars.

A pair of fierce eyes, full of cold murders, staring at the rising sun.

"The last time you used it?"

Yang Xu touched Lin Huoshen Huang's sword and smiled:

"Don't be kidding."

"I'm not kidding you. Die!"

Pan Ling has a long silver sword in his hand. The slender sword body suddenly flickers:

Buzz!

Like a silver waterfall, the light shines and the Star River is bright. It comes to the rising sun.

In all directions, it seems to have turned into a star field of Panling.

The terrible sword power has a sense of controlling heaven and earth.

"Is this the Star River sword technique? It's really extraordinary!"

"Pan Ling is so powerful when used. It's hard to imagine what a terrible sign it would be if Pan Yang took out the sword himself?"

The crowd exclaimed.

Pan Yang's face showed a trace of pride.

Staring coldly at the rising sun.

At this moment, pan Ling controls the silver sword and looks at Xiang Yangxu like a dead man:

"It's only because you shouldn't provoke the young Lord."

The Star River with strong sword spirit will be blown to Yangxu.

Such as the battle night and the lion roaring, their faces were all covered with tension.

Only master Zhan Ling and Shi Ming are calm at the moment.

Their eyes were all nailed to the powerful sword in Yangxu's hand.

The corpse's eyes twinkled with expectation:

"With such a divine sword, you must be proficient in swordsmanship. I wonder how you can break the sword technique of Yang?"

In the eyes of people or doubt or expectation.

Yangxu suddenly moved.

He bowed slightly like a dragon, holding the scabbard in one hand and the handle in the other.

Suddenly.

Yiyin!

A bright sword light, like the beginning of heaven and earth, lit up the whole heaven and earth.

It's like a star suddenly burst, accompanied by powerful energy fluctuations and dazzling brilliance, which made people's eyes and even temporarily blind.

Even the existence of corpse Ming and Pan Yang is no exception.

When everyone's eyes finally recovered.

The scene in front of them stunned them.

Pan Yang and a group of tyrant practitioners, one by one, all stared:

"This... How is this possible!"