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Chapter 284 The ultimate sword, the peak of martial arts (3)

The Jiuge Sword was instantly moved in Luo Qingyang's hand. The sword move was different from before. This sword was extremely dangerous.

"Da Siming Sword Dance!" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows. He knew that from this moment on, Luo Qingyang was serious about it, and there would no longer be any temptations or mercy.

Yang Ming launched his four swords at once, and this time, he spared no effort.

Multiple swords collided, and the aftermath of the sword energy easily cut through the bricks on the city wall.

In the blink of an eye, the originally majestic city wall was now riddled with holes, as if it would be knocked down by the wind in the next moment.

After the move was over, Luo Qingyang's clothes were already in tatters, and he wiped the blood on his forehead with his left hand.His originally calm expression turned gloomy at this moment.

"It's time to make the next move!" Yang Ming raised his right hand and placed four swords around Luo Qingyang.

The Lightning Sword Formation was something Yang Ming learned from secret books during his retreat in Xueyue City.The four swords stood in front, back, left, and right of Luo Qingyang. For a moment, strong winds rose in front of the gate of Tianqi City.

"Hiss!" A powerful electric current emitted from the sword.

At the same time, the originally gray sky became darker and darker at this moment.

"Boom!" As the first bolt of lightning fell, the sword array was deployed.

Luo Qingyang's sword power turned, and the sword energy became sinister and strange.The Jiu Ge Sword flew in his hand, but did not make the slightest sound.

Sword after sword fell, and the howling wind suddenly stopped at this moment, and the sky returned to its previous calm.

"You are very strong, but that's it!" Yang Ming shouted violently, and his four swords quickly shot at Luo Qingyang from four different angles.

The sword became more and more fierce, Luo Qingyang quickly turned his body, each sword accurately blocked Yang Ming's attack.

But Luo Qingyang is not a man with three heads and six arms. No matter how strong he is, he only has one Nine Song Sword in his hand, how can he be the opponent of Yang Ming's four swords.

Luo Qingyang's sword power shattered instantly, the brief silence ended, and the sound of howling wind sounded again from the top of the city.

Yang Ming raised the Heart Sword in his hand, and shot out several sword qi in succession.

The sound of dragon roars suddenly came from the wind, and each of Yang Ming's sword energy changed shape and turned into a swimming dragon.

They bared their teeth and claws one by one, as if they were about to tear Luo Qingyang to pieces in the next moment.

"Humph! Come again!" Luo Qingyang looked up to the sky and roared, and his unprecedented fighting spirit was aroused at this moment.

The vast internal force around him formed barriers, firmly blocking Yang Ming's attacks.

He raised the Nine Song Sword high above his head, and another strong wind hit him.

It's just that this strong wind was accompanied by bursts of mourning and wailing.

The sound was endless, and Yang Ming also felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, like the souls of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, constantly impacting Yang Ming's soul.

"Little trick!" Yang Ming's aura became even higher.

At the same time, all four long swords returned in front of him.Throwing it away, the Heart Sword returned to Lei Wujie's scabbard.

"Luo Qingyang is so strong. Facing the strangulation formation just now, he relied on his own strong strength to completely tear the sword formation apart." Lei Wujie stared at the scene in front of him intently.

At this time, Xiao Se's expression tightened and he frowned: "Yang Ming didn't make any mistakes just now, nor did he hold anything back. It's just that Luo Qingyang's response was beyond his expectation."

"Not bad." Xie Xuan interjected: "If my guess is correct, this is Luo Qingyang's Nine Songs Sword Dance. The real pinnacle battle of swordsmanship officially begins at this moment."

Xie Xuan's heart suddenly surged as he looked at the scene in front of him, and the handwriting under his ink pen gradually became more elegant.

"Hmph!" Yan Zhantian snorted coldly: "Is this how you broke through the strangulation formation? It means that the victory was because Yang Ming didn't know your sword moves, so he suffered a hidden loss. If they fight for the second time, your sword moves will It might not work."

"Brother Zhantian, even if we fight again, Brother Qingyang must have a way to deal with it! Brother Zhantian should improve his strength honestly, otherwise he will really have no chance."

Yan Zhantian spoke in a loud voice, and Xie Xuan also gave him a rare tease.Yan Zhantian's face was full of anger, and he cursed at Xie Xuan: "Stupid scholar, I think you deserve a beating, how about I compete with you!"

"No need!" Xie Xuan said with a smile: "I still have something important to do. If you want to compete, go find Yan Xiluo."

"Damn it!" Seeing that he was lying on the gun for no reason, Yan Xiluo immediately replied: "Well, Xie Xuan, I'm still here, so you just make an enemy for me. When senior brother's competition is over, let's see how I deal with it. you."

Hearing this, Xie Xuan smiled and didn't reply, but the handwriting in his pen became more and more elegant.

"The shadow of the green dragon, the curtain of the great phoenix, the long sword piercing the air, the holy shadow of the Fire Emperor!"

Four swords were fired in a row, and each sword was a full blow from Yang Ming.

With the Zhishui Sword raised, a series of green dragon shadows solidified behind Yang Ming.The Phoenix Sword stabbed down, and a phantom of a fire phoenix appeared. The fire phoenix spread its wings, dragging raging fire under the wings, blocking Yang Ming like a curtain.

Qu Yunjian cut through the sky, falling rapidly like a meteor.

The last Liuyun sword stood in front of Yang Ming. The sword was filled with fire, and a huge humanoid shadow formed by the flames enveloped Yang Ming.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Luo Qingyang was not afraid at all, but shouted loudly: "One sword rises to the sky!"

The Jiu Ge Sword and Luo Qingyang's body rose through the air and landed on top of the clouds.

Luo Qingyang swung his sword, and the sky surged with white clouds.

Take advantage of the power of heaven and draw your sword to kill him!
"Roar~~~" Qinglong took the lead in charging into the formation, breaking Luo Qingyang's defense for Qu Yunjian.

The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger; the green dragon that penetrates deep into the clouds is like a big fish entering the water, unstoppable.

"Open the sky!"

Luo Qingyang slashed towards the dome with his sword.

Silence, deathly silence, everyone on the ground, including Yang Ming, could not hear the sound at all.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light fell from the sky, covering Luo Qingyang.

"To be able to borrow the power of heaven, Luo Qingyang has also found a way!" Yang Ming frowned.He is most familiar with this kind of power, and his Great Desolate Prisoner's Sky Finger borrowed the power of heaven to have such lethality.

Before he had time to think, Luo Qingyang had already struck him with a sword.

The green dragon shattered instantly, the fire phoenix let out a mournful cry and dissipated between heaven and earth, and the Quyun sword was bounced away by the golden light.

The humanoid shadow on Yang Ming's body was his last defense.

The golden light fell, and even if Yang Ming tried his best, he still could not stop the golden light.

"Cough cough!"

There was a sweetness in his throat, and Yang Ming fell to the ground.

At the same time, the golden light on Luo Qingyang's body had dissipated, and similarly, his figure also fell to the ground.

Yang Ming touched the ground with his sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then stood up.

"Since we can borrow the power of heaven."

Luo Qingyang looked a little weak and said: "I still have a sword!"

"What a coincidence, I also have a sword!" Yang Ming said solemnly.

"Let's decide the outcome!" Luo Qingyang said.

"Exactly what I want!" Yang Ming nodded.

(End of this chapter)