The Most Powerful Young Man

"Roar!"

The sword is out of the sheath!

Xiao Yao felt like a dragon chant sounded in his ears, and the air was filled with murderous intent, as if the whole mountain had been corpses all over.

This is a killer! If ordinary people face such deterrence, they may fall into a short-term loss of consciousness, perhaps not for too long, but even a few seconds, it is enough to make the swordsman cut off the opponent's head.

Xiao Yao suddenly understood why there are always rumors in the rivers and lakes that the long sword can kill the enemy with one sword.

With such a killer, let alone a long sword, he can do it too!

The long sword walks against the enemy, and he seldom lets the Excalibur Sword out of its sheath, because he also knows that if he uses the Excalibur Sword, it will be difficult to improve his strength, but he doesn't know why, as long as Xiao Yao stands in his In front of him, he would feel a pressure. Although Xiao Yao hadn't done anything yet, there was always a voice in his mind telling him that if he didn't use the Excalibur Sword, he would not be the opponent's opponent.

Long Swordshang himself was taken aback by his thoughts, but he quickly calmed down and decided to take out the scabbard immediately, so as not to fight back later, the other party pressed himself and didn’t even have the chance to scoop out the sword. Up.

Without the Excalibur Sword, he would not be a long sword.

The long sword was shining with silver light in the moonlight, and the speed of the long sword held by the long sword line was getting faster and faster. In the end, it turned into a black shadow directly and flashed in front of Xiao Yao.

The speed is staggering.

"Wow!"

With a sword swung out, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and the empowerment came!

Xiao Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't hesitate in his body. He immediately withdrew a step back, but even so, he still felt a chill on the top of his head. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his head, and there were already a few more broken hairs in his hand.

"Damn!" Xiao Yao wanted to scold someone. He didn't expect that the speed of the long sword could be so fast. If he was slower, he would really lose half of his head.

He was also lost in thought.

why?

He has clearly captured the sword light, and he has a good grasp of the time and distance of his withdrawal. According to the truth, he should be able to retreat all over his body. How can he be cut off by the other party? Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and then he raised his head and looked at Long Sword, his eyes showed deep fear.

In fact, it wasn't because the long sword was traveling too fast, but because Xiao Yao was deceived by his own eyes. When he saw the sword light, he thought he saw the long sword, but in fact, it was just a visual error that the sword light reflected on the moonlight and finally caused Xiao Yao to make an illusion. The sword had already arrived, but Xiao Yao still stared at it. Looking at the sword light, it's good that Xiao Yao had increased his vigilance from the beginning, otherwise, the sword just now was really enough to chop off his head.

Xiao Yao didn't take the initiative to meet him, instead he drew a distance from Long Jianxing.

The sword of Long Swords was not successful, and there was a storm in his heart.

He knows the terrible murderous spirit of the Divine Punishment Sword. It was once Zhuge Fentian used this sword to kill the world's masters in the world without being defeated and climbed to the top of the sky. Only later, Zhuge Fentian had reached the point of being a sword in his heart, and threw the Divine Punishment Sword to Long Swordshang.

What is the sword in the heart?

There is a sword in his heart and a sword in his hand. It may be a little mysterious to say that, but in fact it is true. Even if Zhuge Fentian only has a branch in his hand, he can kill the Quartet!

The trick just now was called Gouyue.

This move was not only his ultimate move, it was also Zhuge Fentian's ultimate move, but Zhuge Fentian used it more thoroughly, and even if there was no light around him, he could still let the opponent see the sword light. He hasn't reached that point, but he still has enough confidence in himself. He thought he could kill Xiao Yao with a single sword, but he didn't expect Xiao Yao to still retreat all over his body. This killer move was used, and the sword would be fine. Become a little passive.

He believes that Xiao Yao is definitely not a martial artist, his ultimate move has been exposed, killing Xiao Yao is fine, but now Xiao Yao is still standing there, he is not sure whether the opponent will be in a short time. Find a cracking method within.

Thinking of this, his hand holding the sword trembled.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway.

It's just that most of the people standing under the mountain are laymen. They just saw Xiao Yao being forced to retreat, and they started talking about them one by one!

"Haha! Long sword walking is long sword walking. This is just a sword, and it forced the young man to retreat almost four or five meters away. From now on, I am afraid that the young kid is already defeated." A man said loudly.

"Yes! After all, Long Swordsman has been famous in Neijianghu for a long time, hey...it seems that the young man is really dead for a lifetime."

Some people gloat for misfortune, while others regret it. After all, Xiao Yao is still very young. At this age, he is qualified to stand on the opposite side of the sword line. In the future, if he grows up, he will definitely stand up to the sky, even Beyond the long sword line.

What a pity, what a pity!

On the other mountain, Zhuge Fentian stood with his hand in his hand.

He looked at Potian Peak in the distance, without any expression on his face, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.

"It seems that Long Sword Trade really didn't tell lies. This young man is indeed extraordinary in strength. I'm afraid he has already entered the Heaven-shaking Realm, right? At such an age, he can step into the Heaven-shaking Realm. The pride of heaven, it's not easy, it's not easy..."

If Zhuge Fentian's words are heard by others, I am afraid Neijianghu will set off another storm.

Who is Zhuge Fentian?

That is the number one powerhouse in China Guwu Nei! Is a young man worthy of the three simple words in his mouth?

This is already a kind of compliment that can praise others. Zhuge Fentian rarely comment on others, because in his world, few people are qualified to let him comment, only Xiao Yao!

Suddenly, Long Jianxing moved again.

Although he didn't know whether Xiao Yao had figured out his details, the time for him is running out. If this continues, even if Xiao Yao doesn't understand anything for a while, he will naturally want to understand after waiting for a long time. Up. His ultimate move can't stand scrutiny!

A murderous intent burst into Xiao Yao's eyes, and he stepped up to the sword.

If you want to kill me, I will kill you!

Xiao Yao's idea was very simple. He killed Long Sword, not only for himself, but also for thunder. Back then, Jinglei disappeared because of the emperor. For many years, now that he meets the disciple of the emperor, Xiao Yao has to make the other party pay a painful price no matter what, this is to collect interest!

The two figures on the mountain are getting closer and closer, and many people's hearts are mentioned in their throats. They don't know what will happen next, but no matter who it is, they don't want to miss the next wonderful scene.

The strong wind blew his face, and the strands seemed to turn into blades, stabbing his cheeks.

Xiao Yao's expression has become a little distorted. At this time, he has already turned the vitality in his body to the extreme, and his whole body is full of explosive power.

The killing intent was like a poisonous snake, devouring his heart, filling his heart with hatred.

When he thought of his second grandfather's slumped face when he looked at the sunset, his eyes turned blood red.

"I'm going to kill you!" He roared with this roar, venting the hostility in his body.

It is difficult to keep calm in the long sword line.

His cranial nerves sent a signal, and that signal was telling him that this man is dangerous and it is best to stay away. But can the long sword walk be far away? He must kill Xiao Yao!

He has nowhere to go!

The dragon chant came from the blade, enough to arouse Tianwei, as if the sword held in the hand by the long sword line was a light source.

Three meters.

Two meters.

one meter.

At a distance of one meter, Changjianxing's body suddenly jumped up, his wrist turned, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Xiao Yao's head.

Strike the prestige of Huashan Mountain, and the momentum of Taishan Mountain's top pressure!

Xiao Yao raised his head and looked at Long Swordshang jumping in the air, with a grinning smile on his face, causing Long Swordshang's mood to set off a violent storm again. He was a little scared, so that the speed of the sword fell much slower.

Xiao Yao was under pressure, but Changjian was also under pressure, and his pressure was greater than those faced by Xiao Yao.

He couldn't lose, and he couldn't afford to lose. With so many people under the mountain, everyone thought that the Long Sword Guild would win and live to the end, of course, except for Qin Rou and others.

They all felt that long swordsmanship was the **** in their minds, how could a **** lose? Therefore, before the battle started, he was already shaking the sky.

No one ever felt that he would lose. Even if he was a sword expert, he never thought that he would lose. It was not that he was arrogant, but that he didn't dare to think about it.

These are only the second, the most important is his identity.

He is a long sword practitioner, Zhuge Burning's disciple, he is a personal disciple of the Emperor!

How can he lose? Even if he really wants to lose, he can only lose to the emperor, or to Jinglei, everything can be justified. If he loses to the young man in front of him, how will he face himself and the world in the future?

He carried so much on his shoulders that the speed of the sword was too slow.

Xiao Yao stepped on his feet, his body resembling a light swallow, jumping up one meter, his body was staggered from the blade of the sword, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist of Long Sword.

"Get out of here!" He roared and integrated the mountains and forests. They were all caught in turmoil. Numerous beasts began to panic and fled, seeming to want to stay away from this place of right and wrong. A forest in the distance suddenly jumped up a large swarm of frightened birds. Circling above, it seems to be looking for the source of danger.

Long Jianxing's wrist was firmly grasped by Xiao Yao. The next second, his body flew out and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a piece of dust.

As soon as Long Swordsman fell to the ground, he struggled to get up, although he looked a little embarrassed, his clothes were cut into rags by a sharp stone, his hair was scattered, and his face was stained with dry grass. The clothes are covered with dust.

If the people under the mountain can see the current appearance of the sword line clearly, they will definitely drop their jaws.

Is this man still a long sword? Is it still that majestic long sword?

Long Jianxing did not dare to reach out his hand to slap the dust on his clothes, because he was worried that the other party would seize this opportunity to rush up and pounce on him-he must always be vigilant.

"Come again!"

Just as he thought, Xiao Yao also rushed towards Long Jianxing again, fast, as if what he had under him was not two legs but a wheel.

"boom!"

Before the fist arrives, the fist wind comes first.

Gang Lie’s fist wind made him take two steps back. Only then did he barely stand firm, and immediately turned his wrists over again. A beautiful sword flower pushed Xiao Yao back, and at the same time he turned his back on the offensive and held him horizontally. The Divine Sword rushed towards Xiao Yao.

The sword gas soared to the sky, and the gas shook mountains and rivers.

Fist the wind and the waves, destroy the dryness and decay!