Stars

"Clang!" a sound sounded.Like a meteorite, Yang Zong fell to the ground at a very fast speed.

When he was about to approach the ground, Yang Zong stepped on the air with his right foot, and shot up extremely quickly, and the long sword in his hand directly took the battle spirit's lower body.

The spirit of war can't dodge, just raise the knife and cut it down.

"Chi Chi!" The sound came out, and sparks flew.War Soul split the long sword in Yang Zong's hand into two halves.

However, what people didn't expect was that the separated long sword turned into two swords, and Yang Zong suddenly swung his hands with great speed.

The war spirit backed away in shock, but was still hit by the sword glows from these two swords, and two scars appeared on his chest, and his clothes were stained red in the blink of an eye.

War Soul saw the blood flow out, he was angry, really angry.He roared angrily: "Stinky boy, go to hell!"

The fighting spirit of the fighting spirit was overwhelming, and he cut the air with his sword. The fighting spirit and sword energy condensed in the air, attacking Yang Zong without shadow or form.

Yang Zong was horrified, he kept waving his two swords to block it, only heard the sound of impact and bursts of light burst out.

"Wow!" A ten-foot-long knife glow appeared on top of Yang Zong's head in a blink of an eye, and fell down at an unabated speed.

It was already impossible for Yang Zong to dodge, since he couldn't dodge, he stopped dodging.Suddenly, an aura burst out from his body.The two swords joined together to form a cross, and suddenly resisted it.

"铛!" There was a sound, and Yang Zong couldn't resist the powerful impact, and his body fell down involuntarily; his straight arms also became bent, and the soil around him flew up on the ground, and a depression appeared.

However, he didn't fall to the ground, and when he got close to the ground, he completely dispelled the impact of the blade glow.

"Boy, it's a bit of a weight! But you are still doomed." War Soul said coldly.

Yang Zong saw that the battle spirit suddenly exerted strength, so he was naturally not behind. The two swords crossed and swung out suddenly, and the two sword lights burst into the sky.Then there was a sound of 'click', and the light of the sword broke under the pinching of the two swords.

At the same time that the light of the sword was broken, Yang Zong's two swords closed, shooting towards the fighting spirit like a sharp arrow.

The war spirit immediately adjusted, turned the long knife in his hand, and swung it upside down. A matchless knife glow pierced the sky, hitting Yang Zong critically.

Yang Zong did not dodge or evade, and went forward bravely. The moment the two swords in his hands met the blade light, the blade light shattered.

Zhan hurriedly turned around to dodge, Yang Zong slashed across his shoulder, the matchless sword energy wounded Zhanhun, leaving a scar.

"Haha..." War Soul suddenly laughed and said, "Okay! Sure enough, I can let go of the fight now."

Suddenly, the fighting spirit rose sharply, and a vague aura formed around it, firmly protecting Feng Yun.The long knife in his hand also turned golden, and a killing intent mixed with fighting intent made people shudder.

"Come on!" War Soul said.

Yang Zong frowned, and flew up, one sword hit the right hand of the war spirit to block the attack of the war spirit, and the other sword went straight to the chest of the war spirit, intending to kill him with one blow.

But will Battle Soul let him succeed?When the long sword touched the battle spirit, Yang Zong's face changed drastically, because he was fooled.What he hit in front of his eyes was nothing but the phantom of the battle spirit.

The real body of Zhanhun has moved behind Yang Zong, and Yang Zong swung his swords backwards, just in time to block Zhanhun's deadly strike.

Since it was a fatal blow, even if he blocked it, he would still die.Because the power in the sword is too strong, and the fighting spirit is too fierce.

As soon as Yang Zong spewed out blood, he flew out.

The soul of war chased after him, and the knife fell, and a huge light from the knife cut through the sky and took Yang Zong's head.

Yang Zong slammed out a sword with his left hand, and then he was ejected by the rebounding force of the air, in order to avoid the sword of the war spirit.Because he didn't stabilize his body, he didn't let go of the impact on him; only by doing so can he avoid the blow.

"Double dragons go to sea!" Suddenly, Yang Zong's twin swords stabbed out, and saw two black dragons shooting at the fighting spirit.

"Slaying the dragon with a long knife!" The war soul slashed down with a knife, and took the head of the dragon.

However, to War Soul's surprise, the magic dragon turned around and attacked with its tail flicking.

The soul of war hastily changed its moves, using a long knife to resist, and at the same time sacrificed the body shield to relieve the force.

Because when these two dragons swung their tails, they formed a resonance, locked the fighting spirit firmly, and trapped it. If they wanted to dodge, it was too late, so they could only resist with all their strength.

"Bang!" The two tails attacked the left and right sides of the battle spirit, almost crushing the battle spirit.

"Ah!" War Soul spit out blood, and suddenly roared.

The light of the sword in his hand flew to the top of his head, and he grabbed the tail of the dragon with both arms, and with a sudden swing, the two dragons collided together.

Because these two magic dragons are energy bodies, they exploded after encountering the impact of figured energy.

Yang Zong expected this to happen, so he retreated early.

Not only was the battle spirit not shaken back by the violent energy of the explosion, but it also walked towards Yang Zong step by step.

Yang Zong raised his eyes and rushed forward.

"Dingling, clanging!" Immediately, a melee battle began.

I saw Yang Zong waving his hands, each time with light and sword energy, the speed was super fast, the naked eye couldn't see clearly at all, he only saw the image, and it was very blurry.

The fighting spirit dismantled every move, as if the light of a sword surrounded his whole body, the speed was unimaginable.

The scope of the fierce battle between the two is very wide, sometimes on the ground, sometimes in the air.After a period of time, the sky within a few miles was filled with afterimages of the two of them.

The fierce battle lasted for about half a stick of incense, and with a bang, the figures of the two shot down from the sky.

There are hundreds of traces on Zhanhun's clothes, and his clothes are more tattered than a beggar's; his hair is messy and upside down, his blood red eyes, coupled with his monstrous fighting spirit, looks like a devil.

On the opposite side, Yang Zong's blue clothes were blood red, and there were several knife marks on his face; his hair was disheveled and thrown back, and his whole body hit the air with an inviolable aura.

"Happy!" War Soul suddenly laughed.

Yang Zong was very angry and even left scars on his handsome face. This was not allowed by him, nor by anyone.

"I will crush you to ashes!" Yang Zongdao.

"Human swords unite!" Yang Zong closed his hands, the two swords merged into one handle, a black light flashed, and he himself disappeared suddenly.

Suddenly, the length of the long sword increased sharply, forming a seven-foot-long black sword light exuding the breath of death and destruction. The sword energy surrounded the sword light and blocked the air. It was faster than lightning and shot straight at the battle spirit. .