Chapter 463

On the top of the Forbidden City.

Yang Chen followed Yao's figure as fast as lightning, flashing rapidly in the moon like a disk, and his weapons kept intersecting. They all attacked and separated in the moment of lightning and flint.

The fighting continued, making people nervous as if they were lifted up by a rope.

Suddenly.

After Yang Chen's Yunlai dagger stuck Shangyao's Hanfeng sword, he stared at Shangyao and said, "do you want to know what your weakness is?"

Shangyao said angrily: "don't talk nonsense! If there is any weakness, it is that my strength is too weak. This is for the headmaster, but for you, it doesn't exist at all! "

Yang Chen hears speech sneer a, smile a way: "you are really conceited!"

Shangyao said, "it's not conceit, it's confidence."

His hand suddenly sends strength, will push Yang Chen away.

Yang Chen sneered, raised his feet and kicked Shangyao's abdomen.

Great power will kick Yao fly out, and Yang Chen also with the help of this force, do a back somersault, landing steadily.

When he landed, Shangyao was still in the process of retrogression.

At the moment when Yang Chen's toes fell to the ground, his legs and feet suddenly made a force, and the whole person rushed to Shangyao like a shell.

Shangyao felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in his lower abdomen. He felt that his intestines were twisted together.

Suddenly, Shangyao saw that Yang Chen rushed towards him and quickly turned around, hanging bricks and tiles.

All of a sudden, the tiles splashed and stopped him.

But now Yang Chen has arrived.

Ding!

Shangyao quickly raised his sword to block Yang Chen's dagger.

But after blocking, Yang Chen's dagger, like a loach, slipped on the cold front sword and stabbed Shangyao's neck with a tricky angle.

Shangyao's pupils suddenly contracted. Because Hanfeng sword was too long to react, he could only use the hilt to hit Yang Chen's hilt.

When Yang Chen saw it, he picked up the hilt of Shangyao's sword and kicked it in his chest.

This foot is very heavy.

Shangyao was kicked up by Yang Chen and was about to fall downstairs.

"Hey Shangyao roared, the cold front sword suddenly inserted in the position of the ridge tip, barely controlled the body, hung on the edge of the roof, did not fall.

Shangyao's right hand suddenly forced him to turn over and fall on the roof again.

But Shangyao, who fell on the roof, could not help kneeling down and spitting blood in his mouth.

Those feet were too heavy just now.

Yang Chen stares at Shang Yao and asks: "now, are you confident or conceited?"

"Poof!" Shangyao spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Yang Chen and said, "you don't have to be proud. It's just my carelessness!"

"Is it?" Yang Chen sneers and stares at Shang Yao and says, "didn't you expect that someone would beat you like this?"

"I said it!" Shangyao said angrily, "I'm just careless!"

"That's good!" Yang Chen danced the dagger in his hand and said, "try again!"

"To die!" Shangyao roared and slashed at Yang Chen with his sword.

Yang Chen cold hum, eagle eyes a MI, hand dagger toward Yao stab past.

Both of them are very fast.

Shangyao's cold front sword changes its position and sweeps towards Yang Chen's eyes. If it hits, Yang Chen's eyes will be blind.

The fact that Shangyao can change his moves so quickly in such a short period of time makes Yang Chen unexpected. However, with his rapid reaction, Yang Chen suddenly lowers his body and stabs Shangyao in the chest.

Shangyao see, pupil can't help a burst of contraction, quickly want to avoid Yang Chen's attack.

But this moment.

Poof!

Yang Chen's dagger cut Shangyao's left shoulder.

But Shangyao's sword also crossed Yang Chen's arm.

Blood spattered.

The two men groaned at the same time, retreated two steps and covered their wounds.

Ye Xin's whole heart is raised.

Just now she saw that Yang Chen had the upper hand and defeated Shangyao. She felt that she was about to win.

But I didn't expect Shangyao to have backhand power. Now both of them are injured at the same time, which worries Ye Xin.

On the top of the Forbidden City.

Yang Chen feels a chill on his arm and can't help but turn to see it.

He found that the place where he was injured turned black and purple.

He knew that it was not poisoning, but frostbite!

When Shangyao saw him, he sneered, "I didn't expect that! My cold front is made of cold iron. It has the power of ice and cold. Even if I touch the blade with my bare hand, I will be frostbitten, not to mention being hit by it. You see, your blood is no longer flowing. It's frozen! "

Yang Chen's face is gloomy, looked at an arm.

Just as Shangyao said, his arm was black and purple, and it was frozen, and his blood was no longer flowing down.

He estimated that the blood vessels were frozen.

Cold iron

Yang Chen did not expect that there would be such a thing!

Looking at Shangyao's eyes, Yang Chenying's eyes narrowed slightly.

Shangyao treated the wound for a while, staring at Yang Chen and said, "I said that you will become the ghost of my sword today!"

Yang Chen sneers and stares at Shang Yao: "do you know? Your biggest weakness is to copy mechanically. You don't pay attention to the true meaning of your swordsmanship. Besides, your speed is really average

"What are you talking about?" Shangyao scolded: "do you know what Shangqing sword technique is? I don't know

In the clan, in their generation, he was called the first person, not in vain, but also understood Shangqing swordsmanship to a very profound level.

Now Yang Chen said that he copied it mechanically. It's ridiculous!

Yang Chen clenched cloud to dagger head way: "that I come to let you see today, you have what fatal flaw after all!"

Finish saying, Yang Chen vision sweeps toward Mou place, "East son, see clearly, this is what you want!"

Suddenly, Yang Chen's body appeared in front of Shang Yao's body.

With a roar, Shangyao swept out his sword crazily.

The cold light twinkled, like a round wheel, cutting at Yang Chen.

Shangyao was overjoyed when he saw the sword sweeping around Yang Chen's waist.

If you go down with this sword, you will be able to cut it off!

However, in the cold light across Yang Chen's figure, Shangyao's face became pale.

Because he didn't feel any blockage.

No matter how sharp his sword is, there is a difference between chopping objects and being in the air. This feeling is too light!

When Shangyao's eyes were fixed, there was no one else in front of him!

"You are wrong!" Behind him, there was a low voice.

When Shangyao heard the speech, he quickly dodged.

But it's too late.

Poof!

Yang Chen was behind Shangyao and swept across with a dagger.

Although Shangyao had already dodged, his speed was not as fast as Yang Chen's.

The dagger cut across Shangyao's back, leaving a scar.

"Ah Shangyao let out a cry of pain. After escaping, he touched his back and found that there was a piece of blood.

"You! How could it be Shangyao stares at Yang Chen, furious.