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Yang Yi hit out two palms and repelled the two men in yellow robe. He laughed and said, "What is the ability for two people to bully one person? Come on, we are two against two, which is fair. This man with a black robe and beard is already exhausted. Otherwise, what do you think if I take you two alone?"

The middle-aged man in yellow robe was shattered by Yang Yi's palm and wind, his head was covered with hat. At this time, his face looked extremely ugly. After hearing Yang Yi's words, his eyes filled with cold air were shining brightly, flashing like flames, and he said in a deep voice: "Who is your priest?"

Yang Yi said: "For those who bully the few, they are worthy of letting me say my name? If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, you will get out!"

The middle-aged man with a yellow robe had an extremely ugly face, and it was even more ugly at this time. This was the first time that someone dared to say "get out" to him.

The middle-aged man looked up at Yang Yi: "There is no such person as you," he said very surely, as if he knew all the information of masters in the entire world, and he was very confident in the information he knew.

Yang Yi said: "I didn't before, but now I have it!"

The middle-aged man with yellow robe shrank his pupils and took a step towards Yang Yi. At the same time, the young swordsman who had just collected the sword also took another step. The two took one step and suddenly there was an extremely wonderful change. Suddenly, the aura was connected, and the two seemed to have become one person. Although they were still two different individuals, no matter who saw their current state, they would feel that they had become one person.

Seeing this situation, Yang Yi already knew who they were and nodded, "It turned out that it was the leader of Shangguan Gang who was in front of him, and he was indifferent to him!"

The two people in front of him were Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I have heard that the letters of the Shangguan Gang leader, Longfenghuan, have always had few defeats. They were only won by the old man Tianji 17 years ago. I just don't know where the doublehuans are now?"

He turned around and looked at the miserable middle-aged man bearded beside him, "Brother, to be honest, you are very lucky!"

Although the middle-aged man with a black robe and slightly bearded breath was weak at this time, most of the blood in his body was lost, but his body was still standing straight. Hearing Yang Yi speak, he nodded and said, "Yes, I'm really lucky!"

Yang Yi looked forward again, "Shangguan Gang Master, he is lucky, that is your misfortune!" As he said that, his right hand stretched out toward the middle-aged man with a black robe and slightly beard beside him: "Brother, I'll lend you an iron sword."

The middle-aged man in black robe was slightly stunned, but then he held the iron sword in his hand in front of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi took the long sword of the middle-aged man and saw that the sword was much wider and heavier than the ordinary long sword. After pulling the sword out of the sheath, he found that even the sword body was black, and the whole body was dark without any light.

Yang Yizan said, "Good sword!" He held the sword in his hand, and his aura changed. If he had just looked like a moving volcano, then the volcano has now become an iceberg.

"I heard about the famous name of Songyang Iron Sword for a long time. I have seen it today and I have no respect. I use your sword to return one sword for you!" Yang Yi's long roar was shocked by the sound of the four fields, and his body rushed towards the two people in front of him like lightning, "Shangguan Gang, where are the two rings of dragon and phoenixes?"

Shangguan Jinhong said: "The ring is in my heart!"

Yang Yi said: "Go away your mother!"

The sword was like a flying rainbow and the person was like blue smoke. Yang Yi instantly came to the two of them, and the iron sword in his hand slashed at the two yellow-robed men with the sound of wind and thunder.

Behind Yang Yi, the middle-aged man with a thin black robe with a slightly thin beard suddenly changed when he saw Yang Yi rushing forward with his sword. He never thought that his big sword would be used to this extent. He practiced swords at the age of seven and was twenty, so he later defeated many good martial artists with the iron sword in his hand. When Bai Xiaosheng evaluated the weapons chart of the world, he ranked his iron sword in the top five in the martial arts world, only under Xiao Li's flying sword.

He believed that his sword skills were unparalleled in the world, but after fighting with Jing Wuming today, he realized that even if Shangguan Jinhong was not watching the battle beside him, he might not be able to beat Jing Wuming. Jing Wuming's sword skills are the most vicious and tricky sword skills he has ever seen in his life. They are strange and unpredictable and extremely difficult to guard against. In his mind, although this sword technique is not considered an orthodox martial art, it is the most practical to kill people. His righteous and powerful sword technique is extremely difficult to deal with such strange and insidious tricks.

But after seeing Yang Yi draw his sword, he knew that he was wrong. It turned out that the real sword technique was used to the realm of the person in front of him. No matter how tricky, weird, insidious, and vicious, it was just a fuck.

In the field, Yang Yi waved his sword in front of him, and the sword roared like thunder. The Songyang Iron Sword was already heavy. At this time, he waved it with his extreme internal force, causing the wind to roar around him, and the pebbles by the river rolled endlessly. In just a moment, he had arrived in front of the two people in front.

Seeing Yang Yi attacking and killing, Shangguan Jinhong moved his body to the left, but Jing Wuming took a step to the right. Just when Yang Yi arrived in the middle, he attacked left and right. Jing Wuming's long sword was in his hand, ready to go.

But Yang Yi, who had already rushed over with great might, suddenly stopped when his body reached a pool in front of the two of them. There was no sign of his movement and stillness, as if the scene of his sword swinging like a thunder just now was just an illusion of everyone at the scene. He himself had already stood in front of the two of them.

Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming were already ready to attack Yang Yi, and they had already judged when Yang Yi would arrive between them. However, after Yang Yi was so angry that the two of them could no longer stop their energy and attacked Yang Yi at the same time.

As a result, the rhythm of the two was suddenly disrupted.

Shangguan Jinhong's hands were originally empty, but at some point there were two golden rings, one in the shape of a dragon and the other in the shape of a flying phoenix. At this time, the dragon ring protected the body, and the phoenix ring had already taken action.

As soon as the Jinhuan left Shangguan Jinhong's hand, he had already arrived in front of Yang Yi. At this time, Jing Wuming's long sword also stabbed Yang Yi's left rib.

Yang Yi laughed loudly, and the iron sword in his hand suddenly lifted up the ground. Mars flew everywhere. Shangguan Jinhong's flying phoenix golden ring had already passed through the heart of the ring by the iron sword in his hand, hanging on the sword body, buzzing. Then the iron sword in his hand pressed down, and had already swung the long sword that Jing Wuming had stabbed. At the same time, the iron sword in his hand shook, and the flying phoenix golden ring hanging on the sword suddenly flew out and hit Shangguan Jinhong's face.

Yang Yi used his sword to stir up the golden ring, and then to shake off Jing Wuming's long sword, and then to shake out the golden ring on the sword body, it was just a matter of lightning and fire. His internal strength was so deep that Jing Wuming's long sword intersected with the iron sword in his hand, and the sword flew out casually, and the tiger's mouth in his left hand shattered, and blood flowed. At this time, the dragon-shaped golden ring in Shangguan Jinhong's hand intersected with the flying phoenix golden ring. With a jingling sound, his body took a few steps one after another, almost retreating into the stream behind him, and then he calmed down.

He and Jing Wuming have been separated by Yang Yi.

After separating the two, Yang Yi laughed, "Guo Songyang, how many swords were you stabbed by Jing Wuming?"

Guo Songyang looked shocked and heard this and said, "Nineteen Swords!"

Yang Yi said: "Okay!"

The body rushed forward and had already reached Jing Wuming's body. The iron sword in his hand trembled rapidly. In Guo Songyang's eyes, the iron sword seemed to move, but it seemed not to move. However, the sharp sword roar sounded between Yang Yi and Jing Wuming. When the sound reached Guo Songyang's ears, Yang Yi himself had already arrived in front of Guo Songyang. His body movement seemed to be faster than the sound.

"This sword is good!"

Yang Yi took back the long sword and threw it to Guo Songyang: "You are not bad too!"

At this time, Shangguan Jinhong had already walked to Jing Wuming's side, but saw Jing Wuming's body motionless, and suddenly his clothes cracked, and more than a dozen wounds appeared on his body. These wounds were not fatal but they were definitely uncomfortable. Blood flowed down the wound, and instantly dyed the yellow robe red.

Jing Wuming seemed to be careless about the wound on his body. He looked at Shangguan Jinhong who was walking over and said, "Good swordsmanship!"
Chapter completed!