Fantasy: The Charming Master Is Sleeping, And The Stick Will Become Stronger

Yu Changye's attack was fierce. Although Yang Haonan and the others had the advantage of suppressing Yu Changye, they failed to gain the upper hand.

After all, Yu Changye is famous for his defense, and he will never give them a chance to fight in close quarters.

The two sides fought back and forth, inseparable.

"Yu Changye, do you only know how to run away? You have the ability to challenge me one-on-one." Yang Xuetong shouted coquettishly.

She was used to the feeling of bullying others with the strength of three people, but today she suffered a great humiliation.

The dignified young lady of the Yang family was toyed with and applauded by a samurai six-dan rubbish, which made her extremely ashamed.

"Miss Yang, are you sure?" Yu Changye smiled.

Yang Xuetong blushed pretty, and said, "Of course!"

"Okay!" Yu Changye agreed immediately.

Not only did he want to get rid of the three members of the Yang family, but he also wanted to take away the secrets of the Yang family. How could he give up this great opportunity?

"Yu Changye, you're crazy!" Seeing Yu Changye agreeing to a duel with Yang Xuetong alone, Yang Haonan's color suddenly changed.

"Second brother, this bitch insulted me, I'm going to kill her!" Yang Xuetong said angrily.

"Both of you hold me back for a while, I'll be right there~" Yang Haonan said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The other two agreed and immediately joined the battle.

Seeing this, Yang Xuetong immediately went up to meet him, and the three of them fought together.

Yang Haonan took this opportunity, turned and left.

He must hurry back to Yang's house to report the news, and absolutely must not let Yang Xuetong die here.

Yu Changye smiled indifferently, and said, "Miss Yang, let me practice with you."

"Shua!" Yu Changye swung his sword straight to Yang Xuetong's throat.

Yang Xuetong quickly dodged sideways, but was still scratched on the shoulder, dripping with blood.

Yang Xuetong's pretty face was extremely cold, and she said coldly: "You really want to die."

"Boom!" Yang Xuetong's aura rose sharply, and the thick vitality was poured into the sword, and he chopped at Yu Changye's head.

"Boom!"

When the two swords collided, Yu Changye remained motionless, while Yang Xuetong was shocked back a few steps.

"Pfft!" Yang Xuetong spat out a mouthful of blood, her expression was gloomy, and she was extremely shocked.

"How is this possible?" Yang Xuetong had an unbelievable expression on his face, when did this Yu Changye become so strong?

"As expected of the young lady of the Yang family, she is really extraordinary." Yu Changye exclaimed: "It's a pity, you met me, and you are destined to perish here today."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Changye rushed forward again.

Yang Xuetong's pretty face was dignified, and she swung a long sword in her hand, fighting with Zhichang.

However, Yang Xuetong is still too young after all, and his foundation is too shallow.

Yu Changye, on the other hand, has shown super comprehension ability since he was a child, and his cultivation speed is extremely fast.

The two fought against each other with only a hundred moves, so Yang Xuetong's disadvantage was revealed.

Finally, Yu Changye seized the opportunity and punched Yang Xuexing in the chest.

"Crack!" Yang Xuetong's ribs were broken, and the whole person flew out like a shell, and fell into the grass in the distance.

"Cough cough cough......" Yang Xuetong coughed violently, her face pale.

She raised her head and stared at Yu Changye, her beautiful eyes showed strong resentment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Yu Changye, how dare you sneak attack me!"

"Sneak attack?" Yu Changye shook his head and said, "You are wrong, I was just defending myself." (Good promise good)

"Whether you admit it or not, you can't change the fact that you attacked me!" Yang Xuetong shouted sharply.

"Really?" Yu Changye suddenly smiled strangely.

Immediately, his figure flashed, appeared beside Yang Xuetong, and grabbed Yang Xuetong's neck.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Yang Xuetong asked in panic.

Yang Xuetong felt the cold touch from his neck, and was frightened out of his wits.

Yang Haonan yelled: "Yu Changye, let go of my sister, or don't blame me for being rude!".