Urban Witcher

Fu Mingzi froze for a moment, and looked at Yun Chunsheng.

Borrowing a sword... This is not a small matter, if you don't return it, this is Xuanqing Mountain's mountain-suppressing magic weapon, and one of the most famous magic weapons in the entire magic world...

"Borrow!" Before Yun Chunsheng could speak, Master Ziyun and the others became anxious and urged: "Anyway, it's your disciple, so what are you afraid of? If you really win, it will also be the glory of Xuanqing Mountain."

"What if we lose?"

"If you don't borrow the sword, then you will really lose!"

When Yun Chunsheng heard these words, his eyes widened, and he said, "Give it to him!"

Without further ado, Fu Mingzi untied the Seven Star Longquan sword and threw it at Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang had paid attention to this side a long time ago, and when he saw him throwing the sword, he immediately used the magic talisman to arrange a few barriers in front of him, temporarily blocking Zhang Xiaohan, and flew to catch the Seven Star Longquan Sword, and then dived into the forest not far away, As soon as he entered the mountain forest, Ye Shaoyang immediately looked at the scabbard in his hand, it was exactly the same... But he didn't draw the sword, but stuffed it into the backpack with the scabbard, and then... Untied the scabbard that belonged to him from his waist Take the Seven Star Longquan Sword.

The sword is psychic. This sword has followed him through hardships, and he has been connected with each other for a long time. Also, he dare not use the sword given by Fu Mingzi, because he always feels that something is wrong. Asking him to borrow the sword is just an excuse to use the sword in a legitimate way. Going into the bushes is also to prevent others from seeing him changing swords...

Ye Shaoyang stroked the blade of the Seven Star Longquan Sword, and murmured: "Old friend, even a hundred years ago, you are still invincible!"

This sentence is said to Baojian, but also to himself.

Holding the Xuanyuan sword, Zhang Xiaohan rushed into the jungle, and when he saw Ye Shaoyang, he sneered and said, "Are you afraid of losing face, so you hid here? It doesn't matter, dead people don't have shame."

Ye Shaoyang looked at him silently, and said, "Before, you had a chance to live."

Going up with the sword, he rushed towards Zhang Xiaohan.

Zhang Xiaohan also stood up with his sword.

The two were fighting in the bushes, but they suffered from the people outside. They wanted to witness a high-level duel, but the two ran into the woods. Looking from the outside, they could only see the soaring sword aura, complementing each other.

The purple one is the sword energy of the Seven Star Longquan Sword, and the dark gold one is the Xuanyuan Sword. The two swords are both treasures of the magic world, and the two of them are also young geniuses in the magic world, the pride of heaven.

This battle is destined to be earth-shattering.

The sword energy became more and more intense, indicating that the battle between the two had entered the most intense time, and everyone was holding their breath, waiting for the final result...

boom……

A violent fluctuation spread from the woods, like a strong wind, blowing past everyone, and then everything returned to calm.

it's over?

Everyone stared at the grove blankly, not daring to make a sound.

A figure came out of the bushes.

"It really is him!"

Zhang Xiaohan. With disheveled hair and wounds all over his body, he limped out with Xuanyuan sword on the ground.

"As expected of Senior Brother Xiaohan!" The crowd burst into cheers.

Sibao and the others felt a little uneasy. However, Zhang Xiaohan didn't go very far, and another figure walked out of the jungle: Ye Shaoyang.

Holding the Seven-Star Longquan Sword in his hand, and making seals with both hands, he silently said:

"The Seven Stars return to the throne, Longquan kills the enemy! Punish the evil!"

The sword in his hand flew out, turned into a purple dragon, and flew towards Zhang Xiaohan.

Zhang Xiaohan turned around hastily, pointing the sword in front of him, countless dark golden sword energy hovered in mid-air, blocking the purple dragon.

The two each controlled the sword in their hands, and they were in a stalemate.

Ye Shaoyang smiled.

"No, no, no, even if I give you the Xuanyuan Sword, it's the same!" Immediately exerting force, the giant dragon uttered a deafening dragon cry, and the sword shadows blocking the front were blown away one after another, and it seemed that it was about to be broken The last line of defense, at this time, Aunt Gui moved, and a ghostly figure flew towards him quickly.

"Well done!"

Four Treasures had been on guard for a long time, and flew up to grab it, and sacrificed the golden bowl, and made a seal with his left hand, a ray of spiritual light soared into the sky, and shone towards Aunt Gui's figure.

boom!

Jin Min's bowl suffered a strong blow and made a buzzing sound, almost flying out of the hands of the Four Treasures.

"Fuck, this old woman is amazing!" Sibao grabbed the golden bowl and staggered back a few steps. Then he stopped and looked intently. Aunt Gui was also blocked by him for a moment. Zhang Xiaohan flew away.

Wu Jiawei rushed up again, blocked it for a while, and was also blown away by Aunt Gui, and then Mao Xiaofang, Daoyuan Daoyuan, and Feng Xi and his wife all tried to block it, but none of them were opponents, but... their kind of wheel battle also gave Ye Shaoyang Gaining the last time, breaking through the last defense in one fell swoop, the Xuanyuan Sword was sent flying with a bang, and was thrown high, before it landed, Aunt Gui flew up and grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand.

Zhang Xiaohan had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Just like Chen Xiaoyu before, when he was about to get up, Ye Shaoyang kicked him over and lay on the ground.

Ye Shaoyang walked over, put one foot on his chest, smiled slightly, and said, "Tell me loudly, who is the number one genius in the magic world?"

This sentence was shouted so loudly that most of the people present heard it.

Zhang Xiaohan's face was ashen.

Everyone's faces were ashen.

These people were shouting for Zhang Xiaohan and mocking Ye Shaoyang in various ways, but now they seem to be dumb, unable to speak a word. Everyone felt their skins burning hot.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!!" Master Ziyun screamed together, grabbed Yun Chunsheng's wrist, his beard twitched, this master who has practiced all his life, at this moment, couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart. "I really didn't expect, I didn't expect, you actually won, you disciple... I'm starting to get jealous!"

Several masters around him also went up to congratulate. Everyone was very excited. Although they didn't know Ye Shaoyang, since they were disciples of Xuanqing Mountain and they defeated the strongest person supported by the Magic Guild in the world, the meaning behind this incident was really too great.

In the magic world of the world, after this battle, the bad breath accumulated for several years finally spit out.

Those disciples who were defeated by Ye Shaoyang before, and Chen Xiaoyu who was deposed, had extremely complicated hearts. On the one hand, Chen Xiaoyu felt relieved: it was normal for him to be no match for an opponent that Zhang Xiaohan could not beat, and at the same time feel hopeless: I didn't expect Ye Shaoyang to be so strong... I have no hope of revenge in this life, and I am afraid that there is no hope for others to take care of him.

In Zhang Xiaohan's eyes, the arrogant look disappeared, replaced by humiliation and despair.