Yang Qingxuan was shocked, the terrifying sword energy was like a dragon and a python, and he slammed down, there was no way to avoid it.
A sword imprint flashed between his eyebrows, and more than a dozen swords manifested, forming a sword circle to protect his body.
At the same time, fighting ghosts and gods was held in his hand, and the light and shadow around the big sword changed, and Xiao Xingchen cut it out after a long river gradually fell!
"Boom!"
That night, I heard the spring rain's sword light hit the sword world, making more than ten swords clank and tremble. Mans exploded.
Hundreds of shattered sword qi shot out like rainbows, shooting out in all directions from the center of the explosion.
The students around were so frightened that they hurriedly backed away, and many of them made moves one after another to block the shattered sword energy.
There were also people who couldn't bear it, and suffered internal injuries, bleeding from the corners of their mouths.
But no matter what, it's much better than being involved in Fu Zhuo's trick, leaving no bones left.
Yang Qingxuan stood in the center of the explosion, and there was a deafening sound of slashing from the Douguishen. The powerful sword force made him retreat a few steps, and the arm holding the sword went numb for a while.
"So strong!"
"The blow just now, I'm afraid it was infinitely close to the original martial arts realm!"
In the restricted area of the red line, many teachers and guards also started talking in low voices, full of astonishment.
Chen Bo snorted coldly, and said, "The sword in Zuo Heng's hand is really familiar."
Wang Qing stroked his beard and said with a chuckle: "A sword matches a hero, Ye Tingchunyu matches Zuo Heng, they deserve their names. If someone else holds this sword, it can only be a bright pearl."
Zuo Heng stood with his sword in his hand, and said coldly: "I didn't need to use this sword to deal with you scum. But I don't want to see your disgusting appearance anymore, and I wish I could smash you to pieces, so I just Use this sword to send you back to the west."
Zuo Heng poured true energy into the sword, and with the outflow of the invisible weapon, the surrounding space began to distort, and even himself appeared deformed.
Yang Qingxuan's face was full of solemnity. He knew that Zuo Heng was not deformed, but the light around Zuo Heng was distorted along with the space, so the light reflected into the eyes, and the image of the human body he saw seemed to be distorted.
"go to hell!"
After Zuo Heng accumulated energy, the space around his body was twisted to the extreme, and at this moment it burst out suddenly, turning into a long snake and slashing down.
And the force of the twisted space stretched straight instantly, producing a huge space shock, pressing down like a mountain.
The sound of "buzzing" bronze was emitted from the entire Chuhe-Han boundary array, trembling at a very high frequency, it seemed that it was difficult to bear the power of this sword!
Yang Qingxuan also felt the danger, and his eyes flickered with coldness. This sword carried double attacks of slashing and suppressing, and the huge space bombarded him, making it difficult for him to move an inch!
"ah!!"
With a roar, Yang Qingxuan burst out with glaze-like light, and his whole body was like jade, and he punched the array with a fist!
"Boom!"
Huge force bombarded the array, causing an anti-shock, disrupting the force of the spatial bombardment, and the two disturbed frequencies were intertwined, and the coercion around the body receded like a tide, and freedom was restored at once.
At the same time, he grabbed both hands to the sides, and the two chess pieces flew up, tumbling towards the sword energy.
"Boom!"
Yang Qingxuan controlled the chess piece with both hands, hit the sword light, and exploded.
The chess piece chopped into pieces by the sword energy exploded into countless metal fragments, shooting down like a meteor.
Although the sword energy was blocked for a while and its power was reduced, there were hundreds more flowing swords, and the momentum was even more terrifying.
"I-fuck!"
Yang Qingxuan cursed secretly, the light of the sword mark on the brow rose sharply, the Taixuan Sword Tomb was forcibly transformed, a sword world spread, countless swords flew out, turned into sword lights for defense, superimposed together, and guarded the surroundings.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The flowing sword transformed from pieces of chess pieces hit the sword world, emitting bursts of light.
Countless treasured swords in the sword world are constantly disillusioned, and after dissipating, new swords are born to keep the enchantment immortal.
"What kind of martial spirit is this?"
In the restricted area of the red line, everyone looked at with solemn expressions. It can produce martial spirit suppression, at least a king-level existence, and its implication is very terrifying in the entire Northern Five Kingdoms.
Wu Qiyue frowned slightly, and thought to herself: "I've been telling him to pay attention, but he still displays the sword mound in public. If someone recognizes it, it will be troublesome. But Zuo Heng's strength is not bad, so I don't want to use it." It's really hard to win with Wuhun."
"Boom!"
Ye Ting Chunyu's mighty sword finally struck the sword world, and countless swords exploded, destroying them all. Yang Qingxuan only felt that the center of his eyebrows was about to be torn apart, and the pain was unbearable. He clenched Fighting Ghosts and held them in front of him.
"Boom!"
The sword light slashed on Dou Guishen, forcing him to retreat continuously, the powerful sword energy burst out, and thousands of wounds were drawn on the jade-like skin, but they were not deep, and many of them healed on their own.
After the sword light dissipated, Yang Qingxuan looked a little embarrassed, and there were dozens of deep wounds on his body, which were bleeding, which looked shocking, and his chest heaved violently, and he was panting heavily.
"Haha, these two swords cut beautifully."
Wang Qing laughed and said: "Nephew Zuo Heng is indeed the number one expert among the younger generation."
Zuo Ming also stroked his beard, and laughed heartily: "Haha, brother Wang Qing, don't kill him, don't dare, don't dare, haha."
"Gulu!"
Listening to the flattery of these two people, many people swallowed their saliva and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't this too unfair?"
But it was all whispered in private, no one dared to say it out loud.
On the field, Zuo Heng stood with his sword behind his back, looked at Yang Qingxuan coldly, and said: "You have received two swords, you are proud enough."
He raised his hand, listening to the spring rain at night like a white horse, exuding a cold and stern glow, chilling to the bone, "I want to see how many swords you can hold."
Holding the sword formula in his hand, suddenly his expression changed, and he saw a tiny gap in the space in front of him, and a terrible breath came out from that gap.
"That is… "
Zuo Heng was slightly startled, and became alert. Suddenly, the gap became wider, and a terrifying sword glow shot out!
"What?!"
He raised his sword and stood in front of him. With a "bang", his arms were numb, and he couldn't help taking a step back.
And the crack in the void is still growing, and the terrifying sword intent surges out like a spring tide.
Wu Qiyue's complexion changed drastically, her eyes stretched out and turned into blue eyes, and she stared away.
Suddenly, she trembled all over, only felt that her hands and feet were cold, and she was shocked in her heart: "A terrible sword appeared..."
I saw countless black air gushing out of nothingness, turning into thousands of ghosts, screaming and dancing wildly, where the black air was most concentrated, a little bit of cold light flickered like a star.
"Buzz!"
When the cold light comes together, it breaks through thousands of ghost energy and flows out vertically and horizontally. I saw a pitch-black broad sword hovering in the void, with a ferocious skull at the end of the hilt, with a ghostly aura lingering on it, and fresh blood seemed to flow from the groove.
On that smooth sword, four terrifying characters were engraved: Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night!
(end of this chapter)