reborn as emperor

Chapter 114 113. The Might of a Sword Master!

really.

Xiang Shaolong was taken aback for a moment, then a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face.His beloved mountain eagle was beheaded with one blow, instead of feeling sad at all, he became even more excited.

"Zhenwu 36 Styles! You are indeed a genius, worthy of my help."

"Accept!"

Xiang Shaolong's right hand formed a sword, and he slashed out.With this sword, the sword light grew to more than ten meters, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun.Hearing a sound of '呲啦', the sword glow spread out from under his feet, tearing the arena completely made of basalt into two halves in public.

This sword mark is tens of meters long and half a foot deep.It was as if a mountain could be split in front of him.

And that shocking sword intent surged all over the world, as if it wanted to kill all the people in the world.

Shaking Hammer!
Yang Mucheng smiled faintly, and performed the Zhenwu 36 moves again.

boom!
There was a terrible loud sound, and in the eyes of countless people who couldn't believe it, the sword light more than ten meters away was smashed by his punch.Even his terrifying sword intent was severely torn apart at this moment.

……

"Emperor Yang actually suppressed the Juggernaut?" There was an inconceivable exclamation from the crowd.

"Could it be that even the Sword Master is not Yang Di's opponent?"

Countless people are discussing.

"This... Emperor Yang can really defeat the Sword Master?" Xia Jun also looked at Eunuch Wei inquiringly.

"I'm afraid, it's difficult!"

Eunuch Wei shook his head. "Even though Emperor Yang is an unworldly genius, the Juggernaut is an old man who has been famous for a long time. He has been meditating in Jianshan for decades, how could he not have any other tricks? And have you noticed that the Juggernaut has not pulled out until now?" Sword! A swordsman, only when he draws his sword is when he is really serious!"

At the same time, Li He was also looking at the ring with horror on his face. "This, this... Yang Mucheng can suppress even the Sword Master? Could it be that we will not be able to avenge Gu Shangxian in this life?"

The corner of Xiao Qianjue's mouth curled up, and he shook his head.

"This is just one trick. How can you think that the Juggernaut is defeated? If Yang Mucheng is an unreachable deep pool, then the Juggernaut is an incomparable ocean. Pay attention to the eyes of the Juggernaut, there is consternation in his eyes , shock, excitement, ecstasy, only because there is no fear! The Juggernaut has not drawn his sword yet, and this battle has not yet begun!"

"Is it?"

Li He raised his head subconsciously and looked towards the ring.

……

"The previous blow was [-]% of my strength. If you can crush it, you are already qualified to draw my sword!"

With his right hand behind his back, Xiang Shaolong slowly grabbed it forward.

A stone sword appeared in his hand.

"Old friend, decades later, it was a young strong man who let you out of the scabbard... I don't know if you can be stained with his blood!"

Xiang Shaolong lowered his head, looking at the sword in his hand.

I saw his five fingers clenched suddenly, a surge of internal energy poured into it, and only a 'click' was heard, and the 'Yun Miao Sword', which has been famous in Xia Kingdom for more than a hundred years, was finally revealed.

The Yunmiao Sword is four feet six inches long and was forged by a master blacksmith of the Huang rank.Xiang Shaolong used this sword to fight fiercely with more than a hundred strong practitioners, and won the title of Sword Master.Then he lived in seclusion in Jianshan, and the sword was sealed in Jianshan by him.

Xiang Shaolong lived in the Sword Mountain in seclusion for dozens of years, and countless practitioners challenged him up the mountain, but none of them could make him draw his sword.

Unexpectedly, facing a 15-year-old boy, he actually drew his sword!

"Chong!"

When Yunmiao sword was unsheathed, it was like a dazzling lightning flashing across the void.

At this moment, the tide of sword intent crazily surged around.

With a sword in his hand, Xiang Shaolong is the invincible sword master that people know.

"Sword come!"

Yang Mucheng smiled faintly and gave a low drink.

'Clang! '

The dragon-slaying sword in Lu Yaoer's arms flew out with a bang, and fell into his hands.

The two stood several meters apart, and the breath of a decisive battle was surging.The vast and powerful inner strength collided fiercely, their long hair danced without wind, and their robes fluttered.At this moment, the tens of thousands of people on the school field were so overwhelmed by the aura of the two that they couldn't breathe.

There was only a 'cracking' sound, and the ground under their feet burst open because they couldn't bear the shocking breath.

boom!
The arena seemed to be trampled heavily by a giant, and it was directly shattered.Numerous gravels, like fragments of cannonballs, burst out in all directions.

At this moment, Xiang Shaolong drew his sword.

With a dance of his Yunmiao sword, a round of sun and moon rose immediately behind him.The sun and the moon meet, and the universe turns. He looks like a god and demon who controls the rules. The endless sword lights shoot out towards the holes in all directions like rain, covering the entire school ground almost in an instant.

"Xiliang Sun Moon Peak Sword!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Yang Mucheng raised his brows, the same move, and the Xiliang Riyuefeng sword.

In an instant.

Two rounds of golden suns and two rounds of silver moons reflect each other on the school grounds, forming an unrivaled spectacle.The choices of the two are almost exactly the same, to collect the inner strength of the whole body into the sword, and condense it all into the weapon in hand.

clang!
The dragon-slaying sword and the Yunmiao sword collided with each other.

boom--

A wave of air visible to the naked eye burst out from the edge of the sword, several meters high, rushing towards the surroundings like a tide.Wherever it passed, the rocks on the ground were peeled off inch by inch and turned into dust.

Countless people retreated towards the distance with horror on their faces.

In this astonishing explosion, the Dragon Slaying Sword burst out with a crisp sound.I saw that the dragon-slaying sword that had accompanied Yang Mucheng through dozens of battles was overwhelmed at this moment, and the place that was cut by Yunmiao's sword burst into countless cracks.

"The ultimate weapon of the spiritual rank is still much worse than my Yunmiao Sword!" Xiang Shaolong smiled lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the sword in his hand turned suddenly, and the sword followed his heart, turning into a dense streak of sword light and rolling towards Yang Mucheng.At this moment, he has already made a total of sixteen sword strikes, and each sword has condensed the inner strength and blood of the whole body.

Yang Mucheng sighed secretly.

The decisive battle of warriors includes many factors.In addition to cultivation, there are skills, weapons, and magic weapons... Although the Dragon Slaying Sword is powerful, it is still not as good as the low-grade weapons of the Huang rank.But at this moment Xiang Shaolong's attack has come, so he can't help but think about it.

Clang!
When the dragon-slaying sword was thrown out, the sword body stabbed, teased, pushed, blocked, turned, stuck, and changed sixteen times in an instant. The sword's strokes flowed like clouds and water, and only then did all Xiang Shaolong's attacks be blocked.But before he could heave a sigh of relief, Xiang Shaolong's next blow came at a high speed.

The arrow had no choice but to strike, facing Xiang Shaolong's long-prepared sword, Yang Mucheng could only bite the bullet and strike!
Kacha~
The two swords intersected again, but this time it was not a crisp sound of striking, but a piercing tearing sound!
The dragon-slaying sword was finally overwhelmed. Under Xiang Shaolong's full-strength slash, which included not only inner strength, but also physical body and strength, it turned into countless fragments and shot backwards in all directions.At the same time, the power of Xiang Shaolong's sword smashed into Yang Mucheng's chest.

boom!
A muffled sound resounded, and under the shocking gazes of countless people, Yang Mucheng was shot out like an arrow off the string, hitting countless crowds, and hitting seven or eight city walls in a row, falling to the ground. In the ruins and dust, there was no life at all.

"Holy!"

At this moment, even Lu Yao'er, who had always been extremely confident in Yang Mucheng, finally changed her face.

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