reborn as emperor

Chapter 418 417. One-stroke battle! 【First update】

"Holy!"

At this moment, Lu Yaoer clenched her fists, worried.

Everyone's hearts were inexplicably mentioned in their voices.It's not that they don't have confidence in Yang Mucheng, but that Fang Baiyu's move is too gorgeous.The endless gun light, like the stars falling from the sky, actually brings people a posture of inescapable and inescapable!
Yang Mucheng smiled faintly.

I saw his right hand was held empty, grasping the Holy Dragon Blood Sword, facing the sky-filled gun light, he did not retreat but advanced at this moment, and rushed away swiftly.The light of the sword in his hand surged, and in an instant, it brought a monstrous bloody light.

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"...

Swords and guns collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

In the eyes of everyone, there was almost no way to hide, and the inevitable star spear light was actually blocked by Yang Mucheng in an instant.

What's more, while Yang Mucheng resisted the gun light, the holy dragon blood sword in his hand flashed twice again, and shot towards the front.This sword, like thunder and lightning, directly brought the swiftness of Kuang Lei's fighting spirit, and counterattacked Fang Baiyu.

"hiss~"

"What a fast swordsmanship!"

At this moment, the situation reversed.

Yang Mucheng's unbelievable counterattack made Fang Baiyu's complexion change drastically.He had no time to resist when his gun was exhausted, so he could only shoot back towards the rear.Although his reaction speed was already very fast, the sword still left a bloodstain on the center of his brow.

"how is this possible?"

Seeing that Fang Baiyu was still injured after retreating violently, Master Ziyang also cried out.Frowning slightly, he looked at Fang Baiyu worriedly.How could he not know that if Fang Baiyu moved a little slower before, he would have been split in the head by Yang Mucheng's sword!

"Fang Baiyu!" Master Ziyang shouted in a deep voice: "Don't delay any longer. Although the other party's cultivation base is not as high as yours, and his fighting spirit is not as high as yours, his strength is not weaker than yours at all."

Teng!
Fang Baiyu, who fled violently, slowly landed on the ground.

The bloodstain between his eyebrows made him seem to have a third blood pupil opened, and his whole body appeared extremely ferocious.Hearing what Master Ziyang said, he narrowed his eyes and became more and more annoyed.

"I do not believe!"

boom!
With a roar, he quickly rushed towards Yang Mucheng.

The tiger head Zhan golden spear in his hand burst out with a more ferocious gun light than before, and Yang Mucheng rushed forward without the slightest fear.In an instant, the two quickly fought into a ball.The crashing sound, which was several times denser than before, immediately resounded throughout the audience.

The warriors around couldn't even distinguish the figures of Yang Mucheng and Fang Baiyu.

One could only see that Fang Baiyu, who had already exploded into a fierce offensive, had even turned into afterimages in the continuous attacks.But Yang Mucheng, under this berserk attack, did not appear to be in the slightest backward state, he also turned into an afterimage of dao dao dao, defending against Fang Baiyu.

The two have completely exploded!

"Fang Baiyu's offensive is terrifying. As expected of Ziyang Daoist's disciple, he has such great strength before entering Tuotian Palace!"

"But Emperor Yang is the most terrifying! Not only did he catch all of Fang Baiyu's attacks, he was even able to counterattack quickly, completely suppressing him."

There was an uproar among the crowd.

Fang Baiyu not only increased the explosive attack, it shocked everyone.

But before, Yang Mucheng, who was not good-looking to everyone, was able to not lose the wind in the slightest, which shocked them even more.

boom!boom!boom!
The terrifying offensive that erupted from both sides even completely destroyed the huge arena.The dissipated sword energy and gun light fell on the ground, creating a terrifying deep pit.The onlookers had to retreat again and again, even to the edge of the arena.

Even the real Ziyang had to open the protective cover to prevent the aftermath of the battle between the two from spreading to the entire Tuotian Palace.

"How can it be so strong?"

The more Fang Baiyu fought, the more frightened he became.

It never occurred to him that he had tried his best to suppress the opponent.He has even used all kinds of fighting intentions, but no matter what kind of attack, the opponent can resist and resolve it.Previously, the pride of being the prince of the Tianhu Dynasty made him unwilling to admit it.

But now, he has to admit what Master Ziyang said - Yang Mucheng's strength is not weaker than his own!

"Could it be that you can only use that trick?"

An idea suddenly flashed in Fang Baiyu's mind, and then this idea quickly occupied his mind.

Teng!
With a little tiptoe, Fang Baiyu stepped on the void and quickly retreated directly from the battle group.

"how?"

"This is?"

"Is it over?"

Seeing Fang Baiyu withdrawing, everyone couldn't help being puzzled.

If the two of them don't fight, they think that once they make a move, it will be an endless situation. How could they stop suddenly.Is this the end?

Just when people were in doubt.

But he saw that Fang Baiyu raised his head slowly, and looked over with a pair of eyes full of cold light. "Yang Mucheng, if we continue fighting like this, we won't be able to tell the difference in three days and three nights. If you can accept my last move, admit defeat yourself!"

really!

Hearing Fang Baiyu's words, instead of being surprised, everyone was as expected.

As the prince of Tianhu Dynasty, Fang Baiyu has always regarded himself very highly, how could he think highly of Yang Mucheng who was born in the ordinary world.But now he can't suppress Yang Mucheng, how can he swallow this breath?
"Have I ever been afraid?"

Yang Mucheng smiled lightly, and said: "Just let the horse come over, I will follow."

Fang Baiyu's strength is similar to that of Lin Chuhao before.

At the beginning of the Holy Qing Dynasty.Yang Mucheng still has some difficulty in dealing with an opponent of this strength.But now that his cultivation base has reached the middle stage of Xuanhai, his strength has improved several levels compared to before, how could he not be able to suppress the opponent?
At this time.

Master Ziyang, who had been frowning silently, suddenly said, "Fang Baiyu, are you planning to use that move?"

"That's right!" Fang Baiyu nodded heavily, his eyes turned, he clenched the tiger-headed golden gun tightly, and said: "Although I haven't fully mastered this move, it is enough to kill you I don’t know if you can survive!”

Yang Mucheng raised his head and looked directly at Fang Baiyu, his eyes were as sharp as a sword:
"Make a move!"

Fang Baiyu didn't make a move immediately.

Under the eyes of everyone, Fang Baiyu slowly soared into the air under a strange force.It's not inner strength, not qi and blood, but a kind of power of heaven and earth.This inexplicable gesture made Fang Baiyu much stronger than before.

When the people around saw this scene, they all became serious.

Fang Baiyu agreed on this last move, even if he has not mastered it proficiently, it will definitely not be a simple move, and it will definitely surpass the previous martial skills.It is even possible to reach the low grade of the Xuan rank, or even the middle rank of the Xuan rank!
(End of this chapter)