The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 750 Excalibur
Xiang Yang was more interested in taking down Pan Yueban. The magic-remodeled wedding dress exploded with true energy, and there were streams of flames and electric sparks splashing on the surface of the air mask.

But in a short while, Pan Yueban's tall body shook violently, her face was full of solemnity, she took a step back quickly, and the previous strong and domineering aura of her whole body disappeared invisible.

While stepping back, he withdrew his sword and slashed vertically, his right shoulder shrugged, and the blade drew an arc towards Xiang Yang, as if he was using a knife instead of a sword. , majestic, powerful to overwhelm thousands of troops.

Fighting purely with true energy, he felt that he was invincible to Xiang Yang, so he suppressed the opponent with swordsmanship instead.

The strength of true qi does not mean the level of martial arts, a powerful swordsmanship can completely break through the limit of true qi.

Excalibur is such an unrivaled sword technique.

According to Xiang Yang's understanding, the Excalibur Art was originally created by Yan Nantian. With a single swing of the sword, one can feel the overwhelming sword energy from ten feet away. , see the magic in the ordinary, see the power in the solid.

It can be said that Pan Yueban's sword looks simple and very ordinary, but it has already had a lot of heat. Even a giant bluestone chair will be divided into two, and the incision is as smooth as a mirror.

Xiang Yang's eyes flashed, and he was very interested. This sword has a deep charm, and in his eyes, it is only below Dugu Sword Master's Jietian Nine Styles.

Before God cared, blue veins suddenly appeared in Xiang Yang's hand holding the knife, and he stabbed it casually. The air rubbed against the blade of the wooden knife, and because of the violent force, there was a sharp whistling sound, like a flash of shock.

It's just a mere wooden knife, but in Xiang Yang's hands, it is like a peerless magic weapon, with unparalleled sharpness, and the faces of the people watching the battle changed wildly.

The point of the knife was on the blade of Yue Banjian, and it was extremely accurate. At the same time that Pan Yueban changed his moves, Xiang Yang also changed his moves. The next moment, the cross-cutting Moon Banjian was intercepted by the wooden knife again.

"Impossible, Pan Yueban's martial arts has reached its peak in the day after tomorrow, and his swordsmanship is unsurpassed. How could he be overwhelmed by that Xiang Dingtian?"

His lips moved, and it was Yunhua who spit out these words, and Weiyi's eyes were full of disbelief.

She didn't know Pan Yueban's strength before, but now that she saw it, she thought to herself that within three moves, she might be defeated by the traitor from Qixing Building. Anyway, she couldn't figure out why Xiang Yang's performance was even more astonishing.

"That's right, neither Yunhua nor I can be the opponent of this Pan Yueban. I'm afraid Duan Canghai is just as equal, and even more likely to lose. The person who can hold him down must be a master of Boss Fu's level?"

Zhuo Liang is talented and intelligent, with extraordinary savvy. Seeing Pan Yueban's sword moves endlessly, although it looks plain and without tricks, but the sword is extremely fast, the sword's light is like thunder and lightning, and the sword is fierce, so he knows the opponent's sword. Achievements are far better than people like them.

As for Duan Canghai, his eyelids were twitching wildly, and his heart was heavy. He found that he still underestimated Pan Yueban, and even more underestimated Xiang Dingtian. Both of them were his great enemies.

Pan Yueban was originally from a famous master, and her four seasons of swordsmanship is endless. She is second to none among the younger generation in swordsmanship, and she also obtained the unrivaled and powerful Divine Sword Art, which immediately improved like a rocket. The most soft, the mystery is in the heart.

"Wow, that's amazing, Fatty Jiang, you've been lucky to find such a treasure, it's better than you and me in martial arts, no wonder the host has so much confidence in him."

The man who was as strong as an iron tower beside Jiang Sihong said in surprise, but besides ridicule, there was also joy in his words.

It has to be said that the Jinyang branch of the Chaotian League has a lot of young strongmen and geniuses. In comparison, there are many masters in the Yaoguanglou, but most of them are old people like them who have little potential.

As time goes by, those geniuses always have room for improvement, but they are barely able to maintain their peak, and sooner or later they will be defeated by their opponents.

It's all right now, one Xiang Dingtian, not to mention turning things around, is enough to stabilize the situation, and if this person makes more contributions and is valued by the chief landlord, he may have the possibility of competing for the Yaoguanglou landlord in the future.

No matter how amazed others are, it will not affect the two people who are fighting with swords.

In an instant, the two men competed with swords and swords for 33 moves. It seemed that it was just a touch to stop between the rattling and rattling sounds, but in fact, the inner strength was swallowed and turned a thousand times. Even if it crushed rocks and twisted steel, it was just normal.

It wasn't until No.30 four strokes, with a drop of blood rising into the air, that this sword fight had a high or low level.

The two staggered and separated, Xiang Yang stood on the south side of the bridge, his eyes were calm and gentle, his brows and eyes were calm, and the wooden knife was in his hand, and he was not damaged in more than 30 blows with the sword.

Yuan Tingyue Zhi, who was clothed in coarse linen, could not be concealed, with the imposing manner of a dragon, he stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood stained by the wooden thorn on the blade, flicked it slightly, and hit the flowing water under the bridge, causing ripples to rise and then dissipate invisible.

Pan Yueban stood on the north side of the bridge. Her tall body looked normal, but she was trembling at a frequency that ordinary people could not distinguish with the naked eye. The veins in her right hand holding the sword burst out, and blood dripped down along the hilt.

After looking carefully, he could see a Chacha mark cut three inches above his right wrist by a sharp saber air. His flesh and blood were scorched black, as if he had been roasted by fire and injured by lightning.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Pan Yueban finally uttered the first sentence. It was low and concise, and her voice sounded a little stiff. It seemed that she was not used to communicating with people, and her eyes were full of unwillingness and exploration.

Excalibur, even Fu Xiu was full of praise for his powerful swordsmanship, but he was defeated by an unknown person. He refused to accept and was unwilling, but he also knew that the opponent's martial arts were not that simple.

Especially from the beginning to the end, the other party was fighting him with wooden knives. The difference in height was not weak, but almost desperate.

Even if his martial arts is one inch higher, even if he is so high, he will give Pan Yueban five years, and he will not be confident that he will be able to achieve Xiang Yang's step.

"Sword skills are for people, just do whatever they want, you still don't understand."

Xiang Yang shook his head, saber technique?
From the day he practiced the magic knife, he has not practiced the sword technique, but the sword way.

Hitting with Pan Yueban, the moves sealed the opponent, with endless changes, it was a magic sword slash, taking the initiative everywhere, like a prophet, it was the eight methods in the well, the method of absorbing strength, and the seven-spin slash that this body refined.

However, apart from these, there are many, many comprehensions and applications on the Dao of the Sword.

Therefore, there is really no specific sword technique. It is not so much that the sword technique defeats the divine sword art, but rather that Xiang Yang defeated Pan Yueban.

The Divine Sword Cut may not be stronger than the Divine Sword Jue that dominates the world, but Xiang Yang is stronger than Pan Yueban, this is an indisputable fact.

"Don't understand? I don't understand, but I won't just lose to you."

The next moment, separated by the center of the Xiaoliu Bridge's convex arch, the huge arched stone bridge under the two people's feet was full of cracks and textures. Pan Yueban screamed passionately, her eyes were as sharp as a sword, and her own half of the Xiaoliu Bridge collapsed with one kick. In the rumbling sound, he rushed towards Xiang Yang.

The smoke was misty, the water splashed, and the earth trembled.

His body, his will, his soul, and his true qi have been tightly attached to the half-moon sword in his hand, and they have been inseparable from each other. With one sword, it almost sweeps the world and wipes out all demons. Haoran domineering.

This is no longer winning or losing, but fighting for life.

Xiang Yang sighed. From the outsiders' point of view, this sword was almost invincible, but he could see that the opponent's heart was disturbed.

Betrayed Qixinglou and defected to Chaotianmeng just for a volume of Nantian Sword Manual.

Now that the sword manual is in hand, but it has not achieved the expected achievement, the mentality is out of balance, no matter how strong the sword energy is, no matter how high the cultivation level is, and a sword heart is incomplete, so what?

The next moment, the wooden knife flew up.

(End of this chapter)