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Chapter 486 Top of the Forbidden City: Cold Iron (23)

On the top of the Forbidden City.

Yang Chen kept up with Yao's figure as fast as lightning, flashing rapidly in the disc-like moon, and the weapons in his hands kept intersecting, attacking and separating instantly in the blink of an eye.

The battle continued, making one's heart tense as if being lifted by a rope.

suddenly.

After Yang Chen's Yunlai dagger got stuck on Shangyao's Hanfeng sword, he stared at Shangyao and said, "Do you want to know what your weakness is?"

Shang Yao said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! If there is a weakness, it means that my strength is too weak. This is for the head of the sect, but for you, it doesn't exist at all!"

Yang Chen sneered when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "You are really conceited!"

Shang Yao said: "This is not conceit, but self-confidence!"

With a sudden force in his hand, he was about to push Yang Chen away.

Yang Chen sneered, lifted his feet, and kicked Xiang Yao's abdomen fiercely.

Huge force kicked Shang Yao out, and Yang Chen also used this force to do a backflip and landed steadily.

When he landed, Shang Yao was still in the process of retreating.

The moment Yang Chen's toes landed on the ground, his legs and feet exerted force suddenly, and his whole body rushed towards Yao like a cannonball.

Shang Yao felt as if his lower abdomen had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his intestines were twisted together.

Suddenly, Shang Yao saw Yang Chen rushing towards him, and hurriedly turned around, hanging on the bricks and tiles.

Suddenly the tiles splashed, barely stopping his body.

However, at this moment Yang Chen has arrived.

Ding!
Shang Yao quickly raised his sword to block Yang Chen's dagger.

But after blocking it, Yang Chen's dagger was like a loach, slipped on the Hanfeng sword, and stabbed Yao's neck at a tricky angle.

Shang Yao's pupils shrank suddenly, because the Han Feng sword was too long, there was no time to react, so he could only use the hilt to hit Yang Chen's hilt.

Seeing this, Yang Chen lifted Shangyao's sword hilt away, and kicked Shangyao's chest fiercely.

This foot is heavy.

Shang Yao was kicked up by Yang Chen, and he was about to fall downstairs.

"Hey!" Shang Yao yelled, and the Hanfeng sword was thrust into the top of the ridge, barely controlled his body, and hung on the edge of the ridge without falling.

Shangyao made a sudden force with his right hand, turned over in the air, and landed on the roof again.

But Shang Yao, who landed on the ridge of the roof, could not help but half kneel down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Those feet just now were too heavy.

Yang Chen stared at Shang Yao and asked, "Now, are you confident or conceited?"

"Pfft!" Shang Yao spit out a mouthful of blood, stared at Yang Chen and said, "You don't have to be complacent, I was just careless just now!"

"Really?" Yang Chen sneered, staring at Shang Yao and said, "Did you never expect someone to beat you like this?"

"I've said it!" Shang Yao said angrily, "I was just being careless!"

"That's good!" Yang Chen waved the dagger in his hand and said, "Try again!"

"Looking for death!" Shang Yao roared angrily, and slashed at Yang Chen with his sword.

Yang Chen snorted coldly, squinted his eagle eyes, and stabbed at Shangyao with the dagger in his hand.

The speed of both of them is very fast, lightning and flint.

Shangyao's cold front sword changed its position and swept towards Yang Chen's eyes. If this blow hits, Yang Chen's eyes will probably be blinded.

Shangyao's ability to change his moves so quickly in such a short period of time made Yang Chen a little unexpected, but Yang Chen, who reacted quickly, suddenly lowered his body and stabbed at Shangyao's chest.

Seeing this, Shang Yao couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and hurriedly wanted to avoid Yang Chen's attack.

But this moment.

puff!
Yang Chen's dagger cut through Shangyao's left shoulder.

But Shang Yao's sharp sword also crossed Yang Chen's arm.

Blood splattered.

Both of them snorted at the same time, took two steps back, and covered their wounds.

Ye Xin's whole heart was raised.

Just now when she saw that Yang Chen had the upper hand and beat Shang Yao to a losing streak, she felt that she was about to win.

But I didn't expect Shang Yao to have the power to backhand, and now both of them were injured at the same time, which made Ye Xin very worried.

On the top of the Forbidden City.

Yang Chen felt a chill coming from his arms, so he couldn't help turning his head to look over.

He found that the place where he was injured turned black and purple.

He knew that it wasn't poisoning, but frostbite!
Shang Yao saw it, and sneered, "Didn't expect that! My cold front is made of cold iron, with its own icy power, even if you touch the blade with your bare hands, you will get frostbite, let alone be slipped by it. You see that your blood is no longer bleeding, you must have been frozen!"

Yang Chen's face was gloomy, and he glanced at his arm.

As Shang Yao said, the arm was black and purple, it had been frozen, and the blood no longer flowed down.

He estimated that the blood vessels had been frozen.

cold iron...

Yang Chen didn't expect that such a thing would really exist!

Looking at the view in Shangyao's hand, Yang Chen narrowed his eagle eyes slightly.

Shang Yao treated the wound, stared at Yang Chen and said, "I said, you will become the soul of my sword today!"

Yang Chen sneered, stared at Shangyao and said, "You know what? Your biggest weakness is that you copy it mechanically, you don't fully understand the true meaning of the swordsmanship you practice, and... the speed is so real!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Shang Yao scolded: "Do you know what is the Shangqing swordsmanship? I don't know what it means!"

In the sect, in their generation, he is called No.1, not just for the sake of his name, but because he has a very profound understanding of the swordsmanship of the Shangqing.

Now Yang Chen said that he copied it mechanically, it is simply ridiculous!

Yang Chen clenched Yunlai's dagger tightly and said, "Then I'll show you today, what fatal flaws do you have?"

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen glanced at his eyes, "Dongzi, see clearly, this is what you want!"

Suddenly, Yang Chen's feet swayed, and his body appeared in front of Shang Yao.

Shangyao roared, and swept the sword in his hand wildly.

The cold light flickered, like a round wheel, cutting towards Yang Chen.

Shang Yao couldn't help but be overjoyed watching the sharp sword sweep across Yang Chen's waist.

If this sword goes down, it will be cut off in half!
However, the moment the cold light passed over Yang Chen's figure, Shang Yao's face suddenly turned pale.

Because, he didn't feel any blocking feeling.

No matter how sharp his sword is, there is still a difference between hitting an object and being in the air. This feeling...is really too light!
Waiting for Shang Yao to fix his eyes, there is no one in front of Yang Chen's figure, there is no one at all!

"You read it wrong!" Behind him, a deep voice appeared.

When Shang Yao heard the words, he quickly dodged.

However, it's too late.

puff!
Behind Shangyao, Yang Chen swung his dagger violently and swept across.

Although Shang Yao had already dodged, his speed was still not as fast as Yang Chen's.

The dagger cut across Shangyao's back, leaving a scar.

"Ah!" Shang Yao cried out in pain, and after dodging, he touched his back and found that it was covered with blood.

"You! Unexpectedly!" Shang Yao stared at Yang Chen, furious.

(End of this chapter)