Creation Scripture

Chapter 90 Drawing the Sword

At this time, the Ziyun Sword had already been unsheathed, as if it had not been unsheathed for a long time. After being unsheathed, Fang Yu's Yuan Power poured into it, and the sword actually made a clanking sound.

Purple light flashed on it, and the cold light seemed to be impatient to fight with others.

Everyone looked at Fang Yu at this time and looked at the Ziyun Sword in Fang Yu's hand, and their eyes couldn't help but froze slightly.

Then he came back to his senses.

"I assume he is a swordsman."

"Bullshit, doesn't everyone know this?"

"Take a heavy sword. I did it in the first place. I am not a swordsman. I will chop off the head and let you kick it as a ball."

"You were not like this before. You Huanyu just now was majoring in body cultivation."

...

The gamblers in the surrounding spectator seats looked at Fang Yu and instantly became excited.

At this time, Su Ye looked at Fang Yu, his face full of fighting spirit.

"Okay, I'll practice the art of swordsmanship, and you can practice the art of swordsmanship, so that we can have a hearty fight. Just now, you fought me with your bare hands, and I felt it was boring."

Su Ye looked at Fang Yu and said excitedly.

Fang Yu looked at Su Ye and said with admiration.

"That sword strike just now was very strong. You probably haven't used all your strength yet. Come on, strike with all your strength. My sword has not encountered a strong opponent for a long time."

After arriving in the City of Chaos, Fang Yu could not meet anyone who could make him attack with all his strength in this real martial arts field.

His background is too strong. The foundation of the extreme realm gives him extraordinary combat power. And those who come to this chaotic city and enter the chaotic arena are basically casual cultivators, or some arrogant sects, and some big ones. A disciple with relatively average power and qualifications.

Because Jiao with extraordinary qualifications, such as those Jianzi from Jiange and Mu Wange, they simply don’t bother to come to this chaotic city to compete for places in the chaotic trial, because the resources given to them by the sect are far more than those in this chaotic city. Gained by the capital.

After all, Juefeng has been silent for five hundred years, and Juejian Sheng only has a remnant soul left, guarding the world of Yuanshen to survive.

And Jiange wouldn't even let him inherit Juefeng, so naturally it wouldn't devote resources to training him.

Therefore, Fang Yu could only rely on himself, and Jue Jian Sheng also knew this, which was one of the reasons why he asked Fang Yu to come to Ci.

Su Ye now is considered the strongest among his peers in this chaotic arena.

Although the two of them only exchanged one move just now, Su Ye's sword attack had already demonstrated his strength.

Even an ordinary fourth-level martial artist might not be able to easily catch the sword strike just now.

"You are also very strong. That dragon fist just now forced me to use my unique martial arts skills."

Su Ye also knew that Fang Yu was extraordinary, and then he directly used his nine unique skills of the sword.

If he hadn't used the Nine Sword Styles of the Dragon Fist that Fang Yu had just performed, he was confident that he could catch it, but it would take a lot of effort, so he directly used the Nine Lian Styles.

"Fight. Why are we still talking?"

"Yeah, let's start a fight. Hurry up and stop talking."

"You two, just pretend we don't exist."

...

Many gamblers in the spectator seats looked at Fang Yu and Su Ye and spoke one after another.

Fang Yu smiled slightly when he heard the shouts around him.

Then he looked at Su Ye and said with a chuckle.

"Those who fight are not in a hurry, but these people who eat melon are in a hurry."

After that, Fang Yu didn't give Su Ye a chance to speak. He used his sword step and his figure disappeared from the place. Everyone saw a sword light flashing through the air.

When Su Ye saw this sword light, his pupils trembled slightly.

quick.

There was only one word in Su Ye's mind.

Su Ye hurriedly raised the long knife and slashed it out.

"Keng."

The swords collided, sword energy flew, air waves surged, and Fang Yu's figure was revealed.

But the sword in Fang Yu's hand quickly changed its form, and the Ziyun Sword turned into an afterimage and stabbed towards Su Ye's chest.

Su Ye blocked it with a backhand.

But before Fang Yu's sword touched the knife in his hand, it had already changed shape again and turned into afterimages.

"Kengkeng..."

The two kept moving around on the gladiatorial stage, their swords kept clashing, and they were going back and forth. It seemed that the two of them were fighting equally.

But what many gamblers on the viewing platform saw was that Fang Yu's Ziyun Sword was already suppressed by Su Ye.

Su Ye was at a disadvantage.

"Basic swordsmanship, transformation."

"That's right, Yu actually practiced that basic swordsmanship to the realm of transformation."

...

Everyone around looked at Fang Yu, widened their eyes and said.

At this time, it was on the top floor of the arena.

"Basic Swordsmanship Transformation Realm? Where did he come from? With such talent, such foundation, and such combat power, he cannot be a casual cultivator."

The young man looked at Fang Yu and frowned and said to himself.

At this time in the arena.

Su Ye naturally knew his predicament.

But he had no choice, Fang Yu's movement and sword were too fast.

"Nine Knife Styles: Wind and Cloud Break and Kill."

Su Ye and Fang Yu exchanged dozens of moves, and couldn't bear it anymore. The sword energy in his hand rose, and the sword force in his body exploded.

"boom."

The long knife was wrapped with thick and sharp sword energy, and it was slashing towards Fang Yu. Fang Yu saw Su Ye performing martial arts, smiled slightly, and dodged the knife like a ghost in his hand.

"boom."

As Fang Yu dodged the sword, the sword energy instantly struck the ground behind Fang Yu.

Directly cutting a gully several feet into the ground.

Su Ye saw Fang Yu duck and avoid his own knife.

His face darkened, and the aura around his body surged wildly. The long knife in his hand did not stop at all. He used his body skills and made another slash with the long knife in his hand.

"Nine Knife Styles: Chasing the Stars and the Moon."

On the long sword, the sword energy flickered with this cold light, carrying Senhan's murderous aura, and slashed towards Fang Yu.

When Fang Yu saw this sword, the Ziyun Sword in his hand trembled slightly.

"it's over."

Fang Yu whispered to himself.

The energy in the body surged and poured into the Ziyun Sword, and the sword energy on the Ziyun Sword began to surge.

There were many gamblers in the surrounding spectator seats, many of them with good abilities. At this moment, they looked at the sword in Fang Yu's hand, and their expressions froze slightly.

"I'm afraid this battle is about to end."

A middle-aged man looked at Fang Yu and spoke softly.

On the top floor of the arena, the young man's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly when he saw the sword in Fang Yu's hand.

"When I untie the sword, it's the day when I'm crowned emperor, and the throne's gaze is like a torch. I'm still too far behind."

The young man whispered to himself.

On the gladiatorial platform below, Fang Yu, who was originally standing motionless, finally moved the Ziyun Sword in his hand under the gaze of everyone.

This time Fang Yu didn't make any movement, just a simple swing of his sword.

He raised his right hand and slashed with his sword.

The movements are unpretentious and extremely simple.

But just this simple sword strike shocked Su Ye on the other side.

If he hadn't taken action in advance and saw Fang Yu's sword, he would definitely not have chosen to confront him head-on.

But at this time, there was still no turning back when the bow was fired.

"boom."

The sword energy and the sword energy collided together, and the sword energy instantly tore the sword energy into pieces.

The Ziyun sword collided with the long knife in Su Ye's hand.

"Keng."

The long knife shook slightly, flew out of Su Ye's hand, and flew to the side.

Su Ye's figure leaned forward involuntarily.