The man looked frightened. After all, he was at the middle level of the great martial arts master and was also quite powerful. He was called a master of the ancient Tomb Sect.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the Giant Lan sword he held was snatched away. His right hand and wrist were shocked and his eyes were filled with horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Lin Yang shook his body with a broad sword in his hand, then returned to Yang Ao, and said coldly: "It is said that the ancient tomb sword technique is unparalleled in the world, so today I will come and learn about it." Although he is young, he has the style of a master.

This guy's body is extremely fast and fast, which makes people dare not underestimate it, especially the champion of the World Fighting Competition. It can be seen that he is fierce and fierce, and he is definitely a cruel person. However, the ancient Tomb Sect is known for his sword technique, and Yang Ao has gained the essence. In particular, the Black Iron Sword he holds is an unparalleled treasure. It is simpler than the Black Iron Sword used by his ancestors. Its size is no different from that of an ordinary long sword, but it is extremely heavy, and it is cut into iron like mud, which can be called killing

Human weapon.

"Okay, let you pay a heavy price for your behavior. Let's see how I deal with you." Yang Ao's arrogant response was full of confidence.

Jiang Jing next to her was even more fierce and gritted her teeth and cursed: "This bastard deserves to be damned, you cannot forgive him. You must destroy him..."

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, a blue figure suddenly came, swung her arm and slapped her hard in the face.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound came out, followed by Jiang Jing screaming, "Ah..." Her head suddenly tilted to the side, and red palm prints appeared on her face with heavy makeup, which was a pain that burned fire, and even a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of her mouth.

The one who slapped her in the face was Qingfu. Not only was he extremely powerful in combat, but he was also the only one in the world with his light skills. He was as fast as a ghost. Even when everyone saw everyone's eyes flashed, Jiang Jing could not dodge at all, so he was beaten.

Qingfu's ugly face looked ferocious and said in a cold voice: "Bitch, how dare you insult Mr. Lin? Are you impatient to live?"

Jiang Jing was so angry that she was crazy and screamed hysterically: "Old beast, I'll kill you!" Suddenly, the long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light shook out, stabbing towards the other party, which was quite cruel.

A dry palm like an eagle claw suddenly arrived, and it grabbed the blade and shook it suddenly.

Qingfa sternly said: "Save it!"

The powerful force surged from the blade, which made Jiang Jing unable to control it, so she had to let go of the hilt of the sword, which was inevitably lost.

The long sword suddenly rotated and had already landed in Qingfu's hand. The tip of the sword directly hit Jiang Jing's white neck, making her stunned and scared to move.

The series of movements were extremely fast. Before everyone could see clearly what was going on, they saw a tall and thin beauty being kidnapped by the old man in green robe. It was so weird!

Jiang Jing was subdued, but wanted to use the master's sect to suppress the other party and said sternly: "I am one of the six major sects and the chief disciple of the Emei sect. If you dare to hurt me, you will definitely suffer the disaster of extermination."

Everyone was shocked. After all, the six major sects are well-known and have supreme status. No wonder the tall woman exudes a arrogant temperament. She turns out to be a famous family, but she is actually a great disciple of Emei. She is indeed amazing.

However, Qingfu ignored this trick at all and said gloomyly: "No matter what the six major sects are, what's so great about Emei? Isn't it just the apprentice of the old nun Xuanjing? If you dare to talk nonsense, I will pierce you with one sword."

Jiang Jing was completely depressed. Even the master was nothing in the eyes of others, let alone her. Be honest, so that you won’t be killed by a sword and everything will be over.

At this point, Jiang Jing had no choice but to put her hope on Yang Ao defeating Lin Yang, shocking the old guy in front of her, and saving her from dire straits.

Yang Ao was furious and cursed with a blue face: "Damn it, I won't spare you." Suddenly, he rushed over with a quick step, waved his sword and stabbed it, using the Yuxiao Sword Technique to launch an attack.

This set of swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, with elegant movements and chic figures. It fully displays the image of a handsome young man, making the members of the ancient tomb sect applaud and praise the young man for his unparalleled skills.

Lin Yang was not good at sword techniques, but fortunately, his master Yan Chi taught him a set of magical sword techniques. It is said that he was created by the hero Yan Nantian. He was strong and powerful, and had mastered some of them, so he used them to fight against him, which was also a great deal.

Two figures shuttled through quickly, the sword light flashed, and the cold light filled the surroundings, which was extremely dangerous.

"Ding Ding Dangdang!"

It has to be said that the Black Iron Sword is extremely domineering, and it makes a light sound when colliding with the broad sword, and sparks splashing, causing some gaps in the long sword held by Lin Yang.

Undoubtedly, Yang Ao took advantage of the weapons and became more and more braver the more he fought. Suddenly, his sword move changed and he actually used the most powerful Xuan Iron Sword Technique. He jumped up and shouted wildly: "The power of the sky sword!"

The black sharpness roared, and it was so fierce that it was beyond words, like a stormy wave, one wave higher than the other, causing Lin Yang to be submerged in it and dangerously striking.

A terrified gaze flashed in Jiang Wanling's eyes, fearing that Lin Yang would suffer a heavy blow, and shouted: "Stop fighting, stop quickly..."

Jiang Jing was excited and glanced at her hatred, secretly applauding, thinking that the one she chose was right, it was indeed too powerful, enough to kill Lin Yang. It was simply amazing!

Everyone was shocked, but Lin Yang was not willing to be outdone and took it all, roaring and shouting: "The Great Sword of the World!"

The broad sword swung the wind, and in an instant, the silver light surged, rushing forward like lightning, as bright as a galaxy!

"boom!"

The most unexpected scene happened.

The explosion sounded, and the Julan Sword was unbearable and was cut off by the Xuan Iron Sword. The blade cracked into many pieces and scattered in the air.

This would be a devastating blow to Lin Yang.

Everyone was shocked!

"No!" Jiang Wanling cried out in panic.

The remaining momentum of the Xuan Iron Sword continued to run towards Lin Yang's shoulder. If he succeeded, Lin Yang's entire arm would probably be cut off. After all, he was a flesh and blood body, so how could he resist it?

Just when everyone thought Lin Yang would definitely not be able to escape this disaster, a black circle suddenly appeared in a flash, locking the Black Iron Sword and taking it to the side.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Xuantian Phoenix Circle played an important role, and the inner Circle was trapped on the blade.

The sudden reversal made everyone confused. What kind of thing is this and where it came from? It's incredible!

Even Yang Ao was puzzled and looked shocked. What's going on? He almost killed that bastard Lin Yang with a sword. Now that his sword is trapped, is there any mistake?

What was even more terrifying was still behind. Lin Yang actually swung the Xuantian Phoenix Circle downwards, and the inner edge rubbed violently with the Xuan Iron Sword, splashing out a scattering sparks, making a creeping sound.

"Squeak!"

At the same time, Lin Yang suddenly had his legs out, as fast as the wind.

"Bang!"

A powerful Vajra kicked Yang Ao's chest hard, causing him to vomit blood, and his right hand couldn't help but spread, otherwise his arm would have to be cut off by a mysterious circle.

The guy stepped back, his clothes were stained with blood, and he was in a mess.

A hint of fear appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "What are you waiting for? Come with me!"
Chapter completed!