Invincible Divine Sword

Yesterday, it was Chen Bingyao's shame!

He was defeated to Yang Xiaotian, a second -level martial art.

After returning, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it.

He always felt that he had lost to Yang Xiaotian, and the college rumored that Yang Xiaotian was familiar with the Xuan Iron Swordsmanship, so he lost to Yang Xiaotian.

Today, he will use another set of academic phantom swordsmanship to defeat Yang Xiaotian and wash the shame of yesterday.

Phantom swordsmanship is more unpredictable and powerful than the mysterious iron sword method.

He did not believe that Yang Xiaotian could pick up his phantom sword.

"Another comparison?" Yang Xiaotian looked at Chen Bingyao, who was in war.

"Yes, why, dare not?" Chen Bingyao said severely, and his sword buzzing.

Other students in the classroom looked at Yang Xiaotian.

"As you wish." Yang Xiaotian didn't say much, going to the place where the classroom was exercised.

Chen Bingyao was secretly overjoyed. He came first to the middle of the classroom, and then couldn't wait to pull the sword.

At this time, Cao Lu also had a squad leader Zheng Zhipeng also came to the classroom.

Zheng Zhipeng met: "Bing Yao lost only yesterday. Today, Yang Xiaotian couldn't win Bing Yao!"

Cao Lu nodded, and he didn't believe that Chen Bingyao would lose to Yang Xiaotian again.

Chen Bingyao stared at Yang Xiaotian fiercely, suddenly a step, a sword pierced.

Suddenly, the sword shadow was heavy.

It is unable to tell which sword is a real sword, and which sword is a virtual sword.

"Phantom swordsmanship, the name is not famous." Zheng Zhipeng said.

Seeing that Chen Bingyao's sword stabbed Yang Xiaotian's left eye. Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian raised his hand, two fingers and one finger, just to pinch Chen Bingyao's sword.

All swords and shadows disappear.

Chen Bingyao and Zheng Zhipeng and others were stunned.

"You, can you see my fantasy swordsmanship?" Chen Bingyao couldn't believe it.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian raised his feet and suddenly kicked Chen Bingyao's chest.

Chen Bingyao only felt the pain in her chest and screamed. If the kicked ball was shot on the stone wall of more than ten meters away from the classroom, the stone wall was smashed.

Everyone looked at Chen Bingyao, who was holding his thighs, and slid down from the wall, dumbfounded.

"Phantom swordsmanship, is it true?" Yang Xiaotian said indifferently and glanced at Zheng Zhipeng.

As soon as Zheng Zhipeng heard, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Yang Xiaotian, dare do you dare to fight with me?"

"Rest assured, I will fight with you in the final exam." Yang Xiaotian said.

Each semester test of Shenjian College will have actual combat.

That is, students in the same class conduct a comparison.

Jiang Shaofei, a student who had a good time with Zheng Zhipeng, heard and taunt: "Yang Xiaotian, if there is a kind, now fight with the team leader Zheng, why wait for the end of the expiration."

Yang Xiaotian said: "Zheng Zhipeng is now nine years old. He wakes up more than one year earlier than my Wuhun. If he has a kind, why not find a second grade student battle?"

Zheng Zhipeng's face is not very beautiful.

Jiang Shaofei, just now, was also confused, and he didn't know how to interface.

"Okay, the class time is here, everyone sat well, and started class." Cao Lu suddenly said, it was the siege of Zheng Zhipeng.

Everyone quickly sat.

Chen Bingyao was helped to the infirmary.

After Zheng Zhipeng sat down, he glared at Yang Xiaotian fiercely.

Yang Xiaotian did not take his eyes on Zheng Zhipeng's eyes. Zheng Zhipeng was the seventh -order strength. For him, he was also the same.

However, he doesn't want to expose too much now. He has been awakening for less than two months. If he exposes the seventh -order strength, it will be too shocking.

I am afraid that even the empire will be alarming, which will cause it to kill people.

"Yang Xiaotian, there is a seat in the end, you are sitting there." Cao Lu pointed at the last row of the most seat.

Although sitting in the back, the sight had some affected, but Yang Xiaotian didn't matter, and walked over.

"Now, everyone takes out the cheats. Let me explain the first sword of the sword thirteen first." Cao Lu said, and then gave the first swords of the sword thirteen on the classroom open space.

Sword 13 is one of the acquired swordsmanship, and it is also a must -have martial arts in the first grade of the Sword Academy.

Yang Xiaotian took out the thirteen secrets of the sword and put it on the table.

After returning last night, he has been busy making Dragon Tiger Lingdan, and hasn't had time to watch it.

Sword 13, a total of thirteen moves, only thirteen pages of the cheats, each page with a sword map, and the following details of the sword tricks and mystery of each page in detail.

Yang Xiaotian looked quickly, and quickly finished watching the sword 13.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Cao Lu said that he was flying horizontally. Seeing that Yang Xiaotian had been looking at the cheats in the corner, he didn't listen to his explanation at all. He was not angry: "Yang Xiaotian, get up, you can exercise the first trick for everyone. Hour!"

As soon as Zheng Zhipeng and other students heard it, they looked at Yang Xiaotian in a disaster.

Yang Xiaotian's face was calm and took the sword thrown by Cao Lu.

"Sword!"

"The sword is up!"

Cao Lu talked severely.

When he fell, he saw Yang Xiaotian jumped forward, and his sword shook his sword in his hand. Suddenly, a sword breeze scraped, and the trash can in front of him.

When Yang Xiaotian fell, the trash can still flying around.

Cao Lu, Zheng Zhipeng and others were dumb.

"Teacher, my sword is coming to Fengzhou, is it right?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

It is difficult for Cao Lu to have a saying: "Have you practiced swords before?"

Just now, it was not only correct, but also impeccable. Whether it was the body movement or the sword, there was no problem.

When practicing martial arts, the realms are from low to high, divided into entry, minor success, major success, perfection, and the pinnacle.

Generally speaking, it takes one or two months of hard practice to get started with acquired martial arts, and at least half a year to reach minor success.

But just now, Yang Xiaotian's sword was able to blow up the wind, which definitely entered the minor success realm.

"I haven't practiced it." Yang Xiaotian shook his head: "I just looked it up just now."

You haven't practiced it, just looked it up once, and you learned it? And you reached the minor success realm? Cao Lu certainly didn't believe it.

"You mean, you learned it after reading it once? Then you have finished reading it? Do you know all the moves of Jian Shisan now?" Cao Lu asked.

Zheng Zhipeng and his students also didn't believe that Yang Xiaotian learned all the moves of Jian Shisan after just one look.

Yang Xiaotian asked back: "If I know all of them, then I don't have to come to class this month?" He really didn't want to sit in the classroom every day and listen to Zheng Zhipeng talk about these most basic acquired martial arts.

If he had this time, he might as well practice his Tongtian Sword Technique and Shilong Jue, or other sword techniques.

Cao Lu heard this and was furious: "If you know all of the secret books this semester, you don't have to come to class this semester."

Yang Xiaotian grinned when he heard it: "Okay!" After saying that, he raised his sword and the sword light suddenly burst out.

"Sword Chill Nine Continents!"

This is the second move.

Suddenly, the sword wind blew again, and the trash can in front flew higher.