Chapter 2589

There was an obvious banter in his ear, which made Feng Yu Xiu's face suddenly sink.

It's Yangxu!

At that moment, Feng Yu didn't want to think about it. He took his palm as a knife and suddenly cut it behind him. Hiss!

The sharp energy, like a blade, tears the void behind it.

Without saying anything, Feng Yu Xiu immediately drew his knife.

However.

The indifferent voice sounded in his ear again:

"You said you couldn't draw a knife without my permission. Did I turn a deaf ear to my words?"

"Get out of here!"

The moment the voice didn't fall, boom!

Feng Yu Xiu only felt that there seemed to be a torrent of heaven and earth on his side, breaking through the barrier and rolling directly towards him.

The huge pressure impacted the bones of Yu Xiu's body and directly touched a series of explosions.

It seems to be falling apart.

Then.

The huge force directly hit him, shaking his internal organs and almost cracking.

Boom!

Feng Yu repaired himself and was kicked out directly. With a bang, he crashed into the defensive array around the Tianxing platform.

Where he was originally, the old God Yangxu stood on the ground, holding the treasure knife sealed by Yu Xiu in his hand, looking up and down:

"Well, this knife looks pretty good. What material is it made of?"

Yangxu shook the knife at will and fluttered.

All the blood on the blade dissipated cleanly without leaving a trace.

He took the handle of the knife and pulled it out, Cang Lang!

With a loud and clear crisp sound, the blade is as bright as autumn water, reflecting Yangxu's eyes.

All the spectators in all directions showed shocked expressions on their faces:

"I'll go. Yang Xu took all Feng Yuxiu's knives!"

"How can I play this? Without that treasure knife, how can Feng Yu Xiu's knife technique be used?"

"Yang Xu really didn't give a chance at all! Feng Yu Xiu couldn't even draw a knife..."

All the sword practitioners in the sword hall were sneering and sneering at Feng Yu Xiu

"Hum, I said so much just now. Now I flash my tongue? Dare to look down on Yang Xu and die!"

"See how Feng Yuxiu steps down!"

The young children of Jiantang still admire Feng Yuxiu's original book. Unexpectedly, Feng Yuxiu dared to insult Yang Xu.

You know.

After such a long time together.

Yang xuzao has become an idol in their hearts.

Yang Xu is not only powerful, but also has means and wrist. When he is approachable, he is very grounded.

Almost everyone in the sword hall felt good about him except the goods of the sword sect.

Feng Yuxiu insulted Yang Xu. Can the people of the sword hall give him a good face?

Even.

Not only in the sword hall, but also in the black knife hall, several disciples were muttering:

"You said you were Feng Yu Xiu. Just play with your knife. What's the force? Now you're angry with Yang Xu. Can't you step down?"

"Your strength is not strong enough. Don't force yourself, or you will end up like Feng Yuxiu..."

They looked at Feng Yu Xiu with a trace of sympathy.

But more disciples of the black knife hall are worried:

"Brother Feng, cheer up quickly. You can't let Yangxu look flat!"

"Fight back quickly. You don't have to use that treasure knife, just like other knives! Show your strongest knife technique!"

Young people as big as the Ninth Army spoke one after another.

As for the black knife hall leader Jun Wutian next to the army Jiuji, his face is so gloomy that he is about to pinch out water:

The battle of Feng Yuxiu is the most critical one, which represents the morale of the black knife hall!

If even Feng Yuxiu loses to Yang Xu, the black knife Hall's gambling appointment is really lost!

Except Feng Yuxiu.

No one can have the confidence to fight Yangxu peak.

If even he is easily crushed by Yang Xu, who else in the black knife hall can be his opponent?

What else to play!

"Can't admit counsellor! Hugh, you can't admit defeat. Cheer up and explode madly!"

Jun Wutian still has a glimmer of expectation for Feng Yuxiu's madness.

On the scaffold.

Feng Yuxiu was kicked out by Yang Xu, and the whole person felt great humiliation.

As Jun Wutian expected, he fell into a state of madness:

"No one has ever dared to insult me like this! Yangxu, you will die today!"

Opposite, Yang Xu smiled:

"Oh? Really, come and kill me."

Cang Lang.

He directly pulled out Feng Yu Xiu's treasure knife and held it in his hand. The cold blade pointed to Feng Yu Xiu:

"But I won't let you draw the knife."

The most important thing when wandering in the Jianghu is a letter. If you say you won't pull out the knife, you will never pull out the scabbard!

"Die!"

Feng Yu's body shook violently, and a black blade soul came out again.

His whole body was like a magic sword out of its sheath. The whole body was black and the soul of the sword was entangled. He directly rushed to the place where Xiang Yangxu was.

At the same time.

When his palm turned over, a high-quality spirit knife appeared in his hand.

Although it is much different from the best treasure knife robbed by Yang Xu, the quality is also very good.

However.

The moment Feng Yuxiu held the handle of the knife.

The opposite Yangxu suddenly grinned:

"Feng Yu Xiu, you still don't have a long memory."

The treasure knife in his hand, which was sealed in the middle of cultivation, chopped down with his hand:

"A knife is absolutely empty!"

Boom!

The rising sun seemed to strike at random, but it erupted into an extremely violent momentum.

You know, in "three swords, three swords and three magic skills", the three swords magic skill is originally of extraordinary power.

In the past, when Yang Xu used this Sabre technique, he could burst out extremely terrible power.

And now.

Yangxu has made great progress in the realm of cultivation, his own strength and physical explosion.

Therefore.

Even if he didn't use all his strength, the power of this knife has exceeded the expectations of almost everyone present.

The leaders and leaders of many forces were stunned by Yang Xu's knife:

"What an overbearing Sabre! Yang Xu, a freak, is still proficient in Sabre skills!"

"Are you kidding, Yang Xu? Is he from the sword hall or the black knife hall?"

The strange and amazing eyes all couldn't help the knife of Chaoyang Xu.

Compared with these people, the practitioners of the black knife hall feel the strongest.

Don't forget it.

They are the real knife practitioners.

Compared with those onlookers, the black knife hall, which is immersed in the art of knives all day and is accompanied by knives, knows more about what an amazing level Yangxu represents.

Don't talk about such a dandy as junjiuji.

Even Wu Tian, the leader of the black Sabre hall, could not help but be attracted by Yang Xu's Sabre:

"One blade is absolutely empty? What kind of blade is this? Why have you never heard of it?"