Long Yang's face remained unchanged. He was crushed by the other party's sword. He was like a reef in the * * sea. I stood still when you were surging wildly.
"It seems that you really have two skills. No wonder you can kill the first five layers of taling in one breath and kill my five disciples."
Feng Wei, a young man with white hair, saw that long Yang resisted and blocked 30% of his sword potential. His surprise flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and held the star pattern Jiaoshou sword on the table. He pointed to Long Yang with a scabbard and sword. His violent sword Qi was no longer suppressed and turned into a white Jiaopan. The fierce momentum came to his face again.
In the face of Feng Wei's momentum, ordinary swordsmen are afraid to be timid before fighting, and their momentum will be weakened by three points.
"Dragon Guard? I haven't heard of it."
"You don't agree, do you? Then my dragon swordsman Lin Youfeng will beat you!"
Long Yang's huge dragon sword is horizontal in front of him. The sword Qi of the whole body's fire attribute comes out violently, and impacts the Dragon Sword Qi of the white haired old man in a more direct and domineering way.
For a moment, a fire dragon and an ice dragon were hovering in the huge tower. The sword Qi was vertical and horizontal, sparks splashed, and the clanging sound of gold and iron was heard all the time.
For a while, it was the fire dragon who suppressed the ice dragon. For a while, it was the ice dragon who repelled the fire dragon and fought with each other endlessly. It seemed that they were even.
"How possible!"
In the spirit of bingjiao's sword, Feng Wei lost his color in horror.
He is a triple swordsman in Wuhai territory. He understands the 30% sword potential, has a trace of ice Jiao blood, and practices the prefecture level primary ice attribute skill. He dares not to beat a 20-year-old primary swordsman in Wuhai territory. How can he not be shocked.
"It's your sorrow that you meet my fierce dragon swordsman Lin Youfeng in Xiahou palace."
Long Yang is in the spirit of fire dragon sword. His breath is calm. It seems that he is not fighting with Feng Wei, but an irrelevant outsider.
He has ancestral dragon blood. He naturally suppresses those who have Dragon Descendants. The purer the dragon blood, the more obvious this suppression is.
Feng Wei only absorbed a drop of bingjiao's blood and did not really have bingjiao's blood, so he didn't feel strongly about this suppression. Just because you don't feel strong doesn't mean you don't exist.
People are naturally afraid of the unknown. It was because Feng Wei couldn't figure out the reason that he was so frightened.
In fact, Feng Wei is not his opponent even if he does not suppress the other party with blood power and with Long Yang's real strength.
"Ice bee sting!"
Feng Wei uses his sword to stab the Dragon while arousing the dragon's sword Qi and fire dragon's sword Qi to kill.
Ground level primary sword skill: ice bee sword technique.
As a dragon guard, he only has a trace of ice dragon blood. He is qualified to wear the star pattern dragon head sword, but he is not qualified to practice the Dragon bite extinction sword technique of the Xiahou royal family.
Only the descendants of the Xiahou royal family who have the real blood of bingjiao are qualified to practice the jiaobite extinction sword technique. Therefore, he practices other ice attribute sword techniques.
The star pattern Jiaoshou sword in his hand finally came out of its scabbard. Several thin cold awns were like thorns, which stabbed the key points of the dragon.
Long Yang saw that the sword was cold and fierce, and flickered a strange color. He knew that Feng Wei's sword technique of ice bee sword contained highly toxic.
However, Long Yang didn't take it to heart.
He has a chaotic immortal dragon body, which is inviolable to all poisons, and the chaotic dragon flame can also burn all things, not to mention toxins of this degree.
It not only suppresses the opponent's blood power, but also suppresses the opponent's ice attribute skill in his burning anger skill. It was no accident, but long Yang thought of it before he came to wanjian imperial capital.
From the martial arts and sword skills of Xia Hou Fanyun, it can be seen that the children of Xia Hou royal family practice ice attribute martial arts and sword skills. Therefore, Long Yang appears as a swordsman who has practiced fire attribute martial arts in order to deal with Xia Hou's palace.
"Flame cut!"
Long Yang killed with a sword.
Flame chopping is a very common martial art. Almost all fire attribute martial arts have different forms of expression.
Long Yang's flame chop is no different from others, but it is powerful to the extreme.
When the power of the flame reaches a certain level, it will burst.
Feng Wei's ice bee sting was smashed and turned into ashes under the burst impact of flame chopping.
"Dead ice bee!"
Feng Wei saw that the single attack sword technique could not pose a threat to Long Yang, so he had to show the strongest sword of ice bee sword technique.
With dazzling speed, he stabbed hundreds of swords, turned into hundreds of ice bees the size of a baby's fist, and stormed at the dragon.
The other side has to consume a lot of Qi to keep the dragon's sword Qi. The other side has to use the strongest sword, which has almost drained all the Qi in his Dantian, and his face is as white as snow.
Long Yang's eyes showed a dignified color.
He felt that the toxin contained in the sword Qi of the dead ice bee was no longer a simple killing toxin, but had the effect of hurting the soul.
Chaos does not destroy the dragon body, which can protect the flesh from all poisons, but can not avoid the damage to the soul.
"Start a prairie fire."
Long Yang also stabbed hundreds of swords in an instant. Each spark was aimed at an ice bee. At the moment of collision with the ice bee, it burst into sword Qi and formed a fire net. It not only caught the ice bee, but also burned them to death.
"Dragon dance fire!"
Long Yang dissolves Feng Wei's death ice bee and doesn't give him a chance to breathe. His body's tyrannical fire attribute sword Qi soars to a level. The body of the fire dragon that is killing Jiaolong sword Qi also doubles in an instant. He bites on the head of Jiaolong sword Qi, and Jiaolong sword Qi collapses immediately.
Feng Wei was thrown back by the sword, his body shook, retreated, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.
"No..."
Without waiting for him to stabilize his body, the fire dragon rushed away without reducing its remaining power. Before jumping in front of him, the violent sword Qi had stabbed him like a hornet's nest, and then he was swallowed by the fire dragon.
Once Feng Wei died, Long Yang did not stop for a moment and withdrew from the sword tower.
Looking at the Dragon Yang falling from the sky and shrouded in a mass of light, the whole Martial Arts Square gave out earth shaking cheers, while those martial sea nine masters in the Xiahou palace looked as if they had seen a ghost.
"I broke the seven story sword tower in ten minutes. I'm afraid no one can break this record in a thousand years."
"This demon's Kendo genius must leave him in our wanjian imperial capital."
"Yes, let's ask the sword king to marry the baby princess to the Dragon swordsman."
In full view of the public, Long Yang believed that the Xiahou palace did not dare to kill him. After falling to the ground, he stood there as if nothing had happened and enjoyed the worship and awe of thousands of people.
Long Yang broke the record with his demon like Kendo talent, became a once-in-a-thousand-year Kendo genius, and won the first place in the preliminary competition.
Now, he broke through the seven story sword tower at the speed of demons, set a new record and won the first place in the semi-finals.
"Where do we live temporarily?"
Long Yang asked Kang Jianlin.
There are three days of recuperation after the semi-final of the swordsman competition. These three days will certainly not return to Kang Jiancheng, but live in Jiaolong city.
"These days we live in my family's Kangle villa in the north of the city."
Kang Jianlin said.
"Fat man, we live in your family's Kangle villa in the north of the city. You should also live there. I'll find you later."
Long Yang sends a message to Kang pangzi.
"Yes."
Kang pangzi replied.
On a hundred feet Pavilion in Jiaolong City, Si Ruoming stood at the top with his hands on his back and his clothes floating, overlooking the direction of the sword tower.
"Wild dragon swordsman Lin Youfeng."
He muttered to himself, not knowing what was on his mind.
"Gaga, Lin Youfeng, the Dragon swordsman."
In a dark corner beside Yanwu square, Xia Hou climbed the mountain and looked at Long Yang who was following Kang Jianlin away. He smiled darkly and disappeared into the darkness.
"The sword king asked you to go back to him quickly."
Lao Wu and other jiuzhong experts in Wuhai territory are watching Long Yang go away. A figure gallops to them and speaks to several humanitarians.
Several people looked at each other, nodded, and galloped to the Xiahou palace with the figure.
Jiaolong City, north of the city, Kangle villa.
After long Yang asked Kang Jianlin to arrange his residence, he left an illusion of quicksand in the cultivation room. After pretending to practice in the cultivation room, after leaving the cultivation room, he performed the earth hiding technique and went straight to Kang Pang's residence.
Kang pangzi finished his meal, went back to his own courtyard, opened the door of the rest room, and saw Longyang and Longque sitting at the table fighting wine. He couldn't help but arouse the wine bug in his belly, quickly closed the door, sat on the other side of the table, and took out three jars of spirit wine from the storage bag.
"Boss, I'll come too."
Kang Pang rubbed his hands and smiled.
"You'll fight with the little guy later." Long Yang almost drank a jar of spirit wine with Longque at the same time, which told Kang pangzi. "By the way, fat man, how much do you know about the Dragon Guard?"
"Xia Hou's palace sent 18 dragon guards to deal with you!"
Kang Pang was surprised.
"You say there are 18 dragon guards. So, there are 18 experts in the Dragon Guard."
Long Yang nodded and said what happened on the sixth and seventh floors of the sword tower.
"Yes," Kang said. "They were all orphans adopted by Xia Hou feileng, the king of Dongjian since childhood. They trained them into dead men. They only listened to Xia Hou feileng's dispatch and were responsible for guarding the backyard of Xia Hou's house. They were called Jiaolong 18 guards. Each of them was an expert in the martial sea."
Long Yang listened and meditated.
"Boss, Xia Hou feileng sent even the 18 guards of Jiaolong to kill you, and you killed Feng Wei. I'm afraid they will take every opportunity to assassinate you in the next five days. What countermeasures do you have?"
Kang pangzi said.
"Since they want to kill me so much, I'll create opportunities for them to kill me."
Long Yang said.
He wants to break them all. As long as he gets rid of the 18 Jiaolong guards around Xia Hou feileng, it will be much easier before saving Xiao Yu.
"You and the little guy are fighting wine in the room. I think they have started to act. Now go out and play with them."
Long Yang said and disappeared into the room.
Kang pangzi also knew he couldn't help. He was happy to fight with Longque for wine.