Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 126

"Roar!" As soon as it landed on the ground, the two tigers stared at Teng Jiao and roared, their fist-sized tiger eyes were full of cold light, and they leaned slightly, as if they would pounce on them at any time.

Seeing that no matter whether it was the Tengjiao or the fierce tiger, they couldn't stop roaring for a while, Fang Chen finally had a smile on his pale face, "Really?"

After all, Fang Chen swung several sword qi at the two tigers and Jiang Yang one after another, and then slashed at Jiang Yang amidst the furious roar of the tiger.

"Hmph! Seeking death!" Jiang Yang slammed his fist on the point of the sword that was stabbing straight at him. Looking at Fang Chen who was knocked back a few steps, he couldn't help but feel a sense of arrogance in his heart. A waste is a waste, a little fighting common sense Not at all, this Guiyuan sword can fall into your hands, it is simply God blind!
He punched out several times in a row, seeing that Fang Chen's aura was getting weaker and more blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, Jiang Yang recalled the calculation he had suffered before, so he couldn't help but put away a little bit of strength, "Do you remember? ? I said before, I have to ravage you, ravage you, and then let you fully understand what true despair is!"

Fang Chen stopped his retreating figure, the sternness in his eyes flashed away, and when he raised his head, his face was full of fear, "You, aren't you afraid of retribution like this?!"

"Retribution? Hmph! That's just a reason for a weak person like you to comfort himself!"

Seeing that Jiang Yang was already holding the winning ticket, although Fang Chen's face was full of horror, he couldn't help sneering in his heart. It's a pity that you didn't witness how Wen Qianzhuo died, otherwise you probably wouldn't either. would be so arrogant!
"Roar!" Facing the fight between the two fierce tigers, the two huge Tengjiao roared again and again, but there was nothing they could do. The tigers seemed to be solidified and extremely agile. Claws or teeth caused serious damage to Tengjiao.

"In the face of absolute strength, even struggling is futile." Jiang Yang looked at Fang Chen with the attitude of a winner and said, "Just like you!"

At this moment, Tengjiao frantically swung its tail and rushed towards the tiger, wanting to fight back, but the tiger leaped to the side of Tengjiao, opened its bloody mouth and bit the Tengjiao's neck, hitting it instantly. Then it was violently torn.

Teng Jiao roared again and again, but there was nothing he could do. As the tiger tore at him, Teng Jiao's huge body gradually became blurred.

Finally, with an unwilling roar, Teng Jiao's figure suddenly turned into fragments and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

However, Jiang Yang, who was proudly admiring this scene at the moment, didn't notice the coldness that flashed in Fang Chen's eyes the moment Teng Jiao disappeared!
"How? Are you still struggling to die?" Jiang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, "If you are willing to hand over the Guiyuan sword obediently, I may let you live."

"Bah!" Fang Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of resignation and determination, even the whisper of Guiyuan Sword at this time seemed extremely desolate.

"I don't know what to do!" Seeing Fang Chen attacking with the mentality of dying, Jiang Yang threw a punch casually, knocking him back, with even more contempt on his face.

After attacking again and again, being knocked back again and again, Fang Chen's figure began to falter.

Feeling that Fang Chen's attack was getting weaker and weaker, Jiang Yang didn't say any more sarcasm, but the contempt in his heart was vividly expressed. He even put his hand behind his back, and only waved it when Fang Chen attacked. Punch.

Seeing that Jiang Yang didn't pay attention to his attack at all, Fang Chen's face was full of anger, but his steps were beginning to be a little vain, his eyelids seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties, and he couldn't even hold a sword steadily He looked like a man, but he still staggered and attacked Jiang Yang.

Looking at Fang Chen who looked like a drunk, Jiang Yang seemed to have no interest in punching this time. With his appearance, it would be considered good to be able to walk in front of him. As for the attack, it was simply a joke.

At this moment, Jiang Yang suddenly felt like a light was on his back, as if he was being stared at by something, a chill suddenly rushed into his heart, and then he didn't even look at Fang Chen who had already walked in front of him, and waved With a palm, it was like chasing away flies, and then he turned his head to look around, looking for the source of the chill.

"Death!" Seeing that Jiang Yang had completely lost his guard against him, Fang Chen suddenly exploded the moment he walked in front of him, and the aura that he had concealed before suddenly burst out. It just penetrated Jiang Yang's waving palm and stabbed him in the chest unabated.

Just as Fang Chen was holding the Guiyuan sword and was about to go further, piercing his heart, Jiang Yang groaned under the severe pain, and when he turned around, he saw Fang Chen with a face full of sarcasm. It was a sudden punch, but for some reason, when he saw the cold light flashing in Fang Chen's eyes, he suddenly felt uneasy.

"Yin!" A sword cry suddenly sounded in my ear, and then I felt something pierced into my heart. It was cold for a while, and then a sharp pain hit, and then the force of weakness quickly took over. His body stopped for a moment after the punch, and Jiang Yang looked down at the large sword body exposed from his chest, his face was filled with astonishment and fear.

A cold light flashed in Fang Chen's eyes, and the giant Guiyuan sword on Jiang Yang's chest disappeared without a trace. Then he drew the sword back and looked at him coldly, "What? The bitter trick you used just now, you forgot ?”

This pumping seemed to drain his strength in an instant. Jiang Yang knelt on the ground on one knee, looked at Fang Chen who was still cautious until now, and said: "I didn't expect... I calculated so much... ...It turned out that it still fell on your hands."

"No, you didn't fall into my hands, but into your own hands!" Obviously Jiang Yang was dead at this time, but for some reason, Fang Chen's heart was still full of a sense of crisis , as if there is a greater danger coming.

"Yeah, ahem... Is this... Guiyuan Sword's... secret? When did this sneak attack... start?" Jiang Yang covered his chest and opened his mouth wide to breathe, but But blood kept gushing out from his nose and mouth.

"In the beginning, before I made a move, with the sword I swung, since you didn't notice it, the result has been doomed since then." Fang Chen carefully looked around, and at this moment he could vaguely guess. Here comes the source of this sense of crisis.

The reason why he did not hesitate to expend his profound energy just now to use his sword intent to transform the two flying flood dragons was to make the movement bigger. After all, he was not sure of winning at that time.

"did not expect……"

Hearing this, Jiang Yang slowly closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, but just when he was halfway through his words, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

(End of this chapter)