"laugh!"
Another ray of sword energy shot out from the void, green and eerie, like a ghost, it made a hissing sound and roared towards it.
"boom!"
Zuo Heng swung his sword again, cutting the sword light into pieces, but felt a chill rushing towards his face, and shouted: "Yang Qingxuan, what the hell are you doing?!"
Yang Qingxuan lowered his head at this moment, his body was shaking violently, as if he couldn't bear the great pain, cold sweat dripped down and dripped on the array.
"Zheng!"
Suddenly, a sword sound came from the nothingness, and dozens of cyan sword qi radiated out. When they were excited on the array, they all made ghost-like wailing hisses, like living things.
Zuo Heng was horrified, and immediately slashed away with his sword. The terrifying sword light twisted the space, and "bang bang bang" hit more than a dozen blue sword lights, cutting them all into pieces.
"It's just weird, playing tricks!"
As soon as the words fell, Yang Qingxuan, who had been lowering his head, suddenly roared and rushed over, violent power gushed out from his body, and his face was a little distorted.
Wu Qiyue trembled all over, and said inwardly: "What is this? Demonization?!"
Although Yang Qingxuan's appearance was still human at the moment, his face became ferocious, his eyes shone with golden light, and scales the size of fingernails began to grow on his body, shining with golden light.
"What's that? Fish... fish scales?!!"
Wu Qiyue opened her eyes wide, she was dumbfounded for a moment, a blue light rolled in her pupils, she thought to herself, "It's indeed fish scales, what's going on?"
She suddenly remembered that the last time Yang Qingxuan had dragon scales on his body, he said that he could not only transform into a dragon, but also into a fish into a monkey. At that time, he thought it was a joke, but he didn't expect it to be true.
"Could it be that the blood of the Yang family still has the blood of monsters?"
Wu Qiyue thought deeply, although she was shocked, she didn't worry too much. After all, demonization is also a common thing, but... it seems extremely indecent to become a fish.
"This... What's going on with this kid, has he turned into a golden ray?"
Among the crowd, a student was startled and said, "At that time, he dug out the crystal nucleus of the golden ray fish, did he suffer retribution?"
Wu Qiyue froze for a moment, turned around, and saw a student shrinking his head, his face was full of astonishment.
Wu Qiyue said: "What did you just say? What happened to the fish scales on Yang Qingxuan's body?"
The student was very nervous, under Wu Qiyue's strong aura, he even started to tremble, and told what happened in Yinglongtan back then, the student was a pheasant.
"Golden fish?"
Immediately, Wu Qiyue had the information about this fish in her mind, and she glanced at Yang Qingxuan's body with her green eyes. The scales were indeed those of golden ray fish, and she couldn't help being stunned.
Pheasant said fortunately: "Fortunately, I didn't get the crystal nucleus at that time, otherwise I might be the one who turned into a fish now, hehe."
Wu Qiyue frowned, it was difficult to connect these two things together, but her intuition made her feel that there must be a connection between the two, otherwise there would be such a coincidence in the world, there is a golden ray in the Yang family's bloodline blood, and Yang Qingxuan beheaded a golden ray not long ago.
"But I've never heard of it. If you kill a fish, it will turn into a fish."
Wu Qiyue's head was full of question marks, not only him, but everyone in the audience were surprised, but they all thought that Yang Qingxuan was simply demonizing.
At this moment, on the stage of the battle array, the crack was finally completely torn open by the sword energy, and a dark iron sword with a skull inlaid on the handle burst out of the air, exuding an eerie ghostly aura, and flew down.
Yang Qingxuan stepped forward and grabbed it, then slashed at Zuo Heng!
"Boom!"
A sword shook the void, dragged out ghosts, and left them in the sky. There seemed to be hundreds of ghosts howling in the air, and countless resentments roared out, shaking the soul.
At this moment, he has a strange appearance, like a ghost running rampant on the array, which almost complements the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Sword.
Zuo Heng was terrified, fear surged up in his heart for no reason, he hurriedly raised his sword to slash, four white lines flashed in the air, splitting the air, those cyan sword lights were also blocked, and at the same time changed direction under the distorted space , shot towards the back of the body.
The screams from the howling ghosts and wolves were even more desolate, like a hundred ghosts raging, sneaking into the world, causing them to fall into an endless hell.
Yang Qingxuan was weird and weird all over, but his eyes were shining golden, like a demon god, he raised his sword and chopped down again.
The entire sky darkened following the sword's momentum, and the boundless darkness was suppressed to the extreme by the sword.
Thousands of stars retreated, hundreds of ghosts walked in the night, a long river of swords gradually fell, and Xiaoxing stabbed in the past.
Zuo Heng's face was pale, and under the shadow of the sword, he seemed to see boundless evil spirits, struggling, roaring, and howling in hell. The immersive scene directly impacted his mind and made him turn pale.
"You evil ghost! Whether you are a human or a ghost, I will kill you today!"
Zuo Heng plucked up his courage, seized the night to listen to the spring rain, and slashed out wildly, one sword, two swords, three swords...
Every time the sword is cut, a scene of blood from hell disappears.
A golden light flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and he saw the flaws in Zuo Heng's sword clearly, and he directly went up to meet the sword qi, and the pitch-black sword shuttled through the white practice, cutting through Zuo Heng's body-protecting true qi.
"laugh!"
A sword struck Zuo Heng's shoulder, blood spurted out, and the wound instantly turned black, which was extremely poisonous.
"You... despicable..."
Zuo Heng was furious, his face was very gloomy, and at the same time, he was extremely shocked. Every sword that Yang Qingxuan made could see through his own moves, hitting the opening directly, making him flustered, and he could only keep retreating.
"Joke, above martial arts, life and death are decided by means, why do you say it so meanly?"
Yang Qingxuan sneered, the golden color in his eyes disappeared, not only that, but also the fish scales on his body began to fade.
After the strange state disappeared, the evil spirit on his body was much less.
But the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Sword is still very terrifying, and the lingering ghost energy has completely reversed the weakness of the weapon.
Without the golden eyes, Zuo Heng's sword became perfectly rounded, making it difficult to see any flaws.
The two fought fiercely together, the sound of "bang bang" swords continued, and the sword lights danced, turning into layers of sword intent, covering the whole body.
Although Zuo Heng's cultivation is even better, but Yang Qingxuan is a late-stage Jade Bone Realm, and his strength is boundless.
Moreover, the two swords have their own advantages and disadvantages, one is extremely fierce and the other is eerie and terrifying. Two completely different sword qi rise up, each forming a boundary.
Seeing the stalemate in the battle, the sound of the handover of the two swords can be heard endlessly. Suddenly a strange crisp sound sounded.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly turned his sword intent, and in the sudden soaring ghost energy, he struck out extremely swiftly, as fast as lightning, and then the second and third swords came correspondingly, and the blade began to move faster.
Zuo Heng also quickened up, and the sword light became even more dizzying, the speed of the sword being drawn could no longer be captured, everyone only saw the sword light flying on the ring, and there were afterimages everywhere.
(end of this chapter)