Chapter 161： Quick Sword and Sword Intent (2/2)

In the next moment, the sword aura that filled the sky in Yang Jie's body was like tens of thousands of flying swords. The speed skyrocketed, and the circular sword rain directly rushed towards Mo Yang.

At the same time, the sword beams around Mo Yang's body were so fast that they all flew towards Mo Yang.

Ding Ding Ding...

A weird voice sounded all over Mo Yang, and those sword glows dashed towards Mo Yang.

Seeing that there was nothing in front of Mo Yang, only a sword suspended quietly, but Yang Jie's sword light could not break through that defense.

”Damn it!”

Seeing this, Yang Jie's face turned white, and he whispered inwardly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and in that moment, the sword light all over the sky turned blood red.

Hum...

After a step back, facing the blood-red sword light, Mo Yang's expression changed and he stepped back.

”Although I can't kill you, but the sword intent accumulated now is enough to seriously hurt you!”

Mo Yang let out a low drink, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed direction.

The long sword that was originally upright became horizontal, with the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Jie.

”The game is over!”

The corner of Mo Yang's mouth rose slightly, and the sword suddenly pierced out.

Wow...

In an instant, after receiving the sword rain from the sky, it fell directly like a heavy rain.

At this moment, the sky was full of sword light, and it was rushing towards Yang Jie. This time, the sharpness and density of the sword light were more than ten times stronger than before. It was only the target of the attack, but it became Yang Jie.

Puff puff……

The sword rain poured down, Yang Jie wanted to hide, but at this moment, there was nowhere to hide.

Sword rain all over the sky, all targets are him!

”Damn it!”

Seeing the sky full of sword rain, Yang Jie cursed, but to no avail.

He could not resist at all.

Bang...

In the end, a bang sounded, and Yang Jie's body fell to the ground, fainting completely.

And on him, a series of thin sword marks, like an ant crossing a river, made people feel terrified.

In the first game, Class Nine won.

Mo Yang once again demonstrated his powerful swordsmanship.

Peak sword intent, extremely powerful.

”Yang Jie!”

Yang Fan stepped directly onto the ring and hugged the fainted Yang Jie from the ring.

”Advanced Class 9, next, who dares to challenge!”

Seeing that his younger brother was wounded in this way, Yang Fan was angry.

”I'm coming!” Lin Zhi responded.

”Let me come!” On the other side, Xiao Qingyu took the initiative to invite Ying.

”Yang Fan's swordsmanship is extremely overbearing. It's the same as your marksmanship. However, his realm is higher than yours after all. I will come to this battle. With my fire control technique, he wants to get close to me. It's not that simple.”

Several people looked at each other and finally nodded.

Now there is no one Mu Fengxing in the team, and they have to think about it every time they fight.

In the second game, Xiao Qingyu played.

Yang Fan's strength is recognized as the number one in the senior four classes. The swordsmanship is natural, open and close, and every sword has a domineering spirit.

Seeing Xiao Qingyu playing, Yang Fan sneered in his heart.

Xiao Qingyu only relied on the blood of the sacred beast and attacked with the beast fire of the jade fire unicorn. It was nothing to worry about.

In his eyes, only Mo Yang could be called an opponent.

”Three tricks to defeat you!”

Looking at Xiao Qingyu, Yang Fan snorted coldly.

”Think beautifully!” Xiao Qingyu became angry when Yang Fan said so.

In Class 9, he is indeed not the most prominent one, but it is impossible to defeat him easily.

The students in the first five classes are more arrogant than the other, which really makes people look unpleasant.

The eyes of these people have grown to the ceiling!

”Start!”

The referee gave an order, and Yang Fan, with a large sword more than one meter long in his hand, struck Xiao Qingyu directly without saying a word.

”Fire Spirit Dragon!”

Xiao Qingyu could back up, two fire dragons sprang out between his hands.

One trick is fresh, eat everywhere.

Xiao Qingyu relied on the communication with the green jade fire unicorn to control the beast fire more and more handily.

Two fire dragons, one attacking, and one surrounding his body tightly.

One offense and one defense, Xiao Qingyu saw thoroughly.

This Yang Fan is extremely fierce and hard to fight with him, it will definitely be thankless, but even if he is a long-range attack, the combination of fireball and fire dragon does not give Yang Fan a chance to get close.

Being played with by Xiao Qingyu, Yang Fan's heart rolled with anger, and gradually, his broad sword became faster and faster.

The knife style is getting stronger and stronger.

”The eighteenth style of the mountain!”

With a low cry, Yang Fan slashed against Xiao Qingyu's fire dragon with a big knife in his hand.

Every time he cuts, the big knife in his hand rises by one point.

Gradually, the long knife in Yang Fan's hand was flushed red like a soldering iron, with a powerful blade, matched with the domineering style of the knife, and after the last split, a fire dragon beside Xiao Qingyu was directly split apart.

The fire dragon disappeared, Xiao Qingyu hurriedly backed away, sending out several fireballs one after another, blocking Yang Fan's attack.

Everyone understands the principle of fighting against warriors and avoiding weaknesses.

At this moment, Yang Fan didn't have any desire to evade at all, relying solely on his own strength, he carried the flames and heat.