Chatper 43 (1/2)

"I said that your strength is too weak, but you don't believe it. Now you know the gap between you and me, right?" Yang Xuan shrugged, looking down at Tang Ming in front of him, and said mercilessly.

"Cough cough, this time I'll admit it." Tang Ming coughed blood, and his face became grayer.

"Looks like you're a man. Today, my lord, I'll leave the net and kill you." Leaving the sentence, Yang Xuan turned around and left.

"Hey!"

But before he took a few steps, the sound of sharp blades piercing the air came from behind him.

"Looking for death." Yang Xuan was furious, stepped on his foot, and quickly ducked to the side, just avoiding a knife light.

"What, this is all dodged!?" Tang Ming cried out in disbelief.

The crowd couldn't believe it. Tang Ming attacked Yang Xuan with a knife just now. They all thought that Yang Xuan was dead. Who knew that Yang Xuan seemed to have eyes behind his back and easily avoided it.

"Fighting a snake doesn't kill you but suffers from it. Thank you for teaching me a lesson."

Yang Xuan's eyes froze, staring at Tang Ming, his whole body surging with killing intent.

He was really angry. He didn't expect that he was kind enough to surround the opponent without dying, in exchange for the opponent's sneak attack. If he hadn't awakened the memory of his past life and had rich combat experience, he would have already become the soul of Tang Ming's sword.

Feeling Yang Xuan's killing intent, the surrounding crowd felt chills, and everyone retreated all the way.

"Little devil, do you still dare to kill me?" Tang Ming shouted angrily, but he was obviously lacking in energy. He had already seen that Yang Xuan really dared to kill himself.

Yang Xuan is indeed going to kill someone. After the sneak attack just now, he will never be merciful from now on, but he must kill any enemy mercilessly.

At this moment, he didn't speak, he held the sword hilt around his waist with his right hand, and strode towards Tang Ming.

"You..." Tang Ming was terrified and kept going backwards.

"Why, now I know I'm afraid, where is the spirit when I attacked me just now?"

With a loud shout, Yang Xuan's speed skyrocketed, and he came to Tang Ming in a blink of an eye.

"I fought with you." Tang Ming went crazy, and he chopped off with a knife.

"It's over." Yang Xuan snorted coldly, and with his right arm, he suddenly pulled out the golden lightsaber from the iron sheath around his waist.

Click!

A sharp and eye-catching sword light flashed, the long knife was broken in two, and Tang Ming's throat was also swept away by the tip of the golden light sword.

However, this sword was so fast that even Tang Ming didn't realize it, he froze in place, looked at the broken sword in his hand, and then looked at the golden light sword in Yang Xuan's hand, and said in a trembling voice, "You, The sword in your hand is a treasure!?"

Only a treasure can easily cut off the fine iron long sword in his hand.

Hearing his words, the nearby crowd all turned their attention to the golden lightsaber in Yang Xuan's hands, each with a wonderful expression, some in shock and some in disbelief. They could all see that the golden lightsaber was most likely a treasure. device.

In Luoshui City, treasures are definitely in demand. Every time a treasure appears in the largest auction house in the city, Tianfeng Auction House, it will attract all parties in the city to spend a lot of money to fight for it.

"Yes, it is indeed a treasure, and it is a mid-grade treasure."

"Medium, middle grade treasure!"

"Okay, you're almost dead." Yang Xuan stopped talking nonsense, flicked his wrist, returned the golden lightsaber, and spit out a cold sentence.

"What did you say?" Tang Ming opened his mouth, and immediately felt a sharp pain in his throat. He reached out and touched it, and found that his hands were covered in blood.

"You, you..." A face turned pale, Tang Ming was completely terrified, and at the same time, an unusually striking red mark appeared in his throat, and the red mark quickly enlarged and split open. Blood spurted out.

"Ah..." He screamed and covered his neck with his hands, but the blood still couldn't stop gushing out.

Soon, a strong sense of suffocation came, he shook a few times, and fell in a pool of blood unwillingly.

"Dead!?" The crowd gasped, and someone shivered and said, "He, how did he do it? I, I obviously didn't see him make a move!"

"Did you forget the sword he made just now?"

"What, you mean that sword already killed Tang Ming!?"

"That's right, a sword seals the throat!"

"This, what kind of swordsmanship is that, we didn't even see it just now."

"Even Tang Ming didn't see it, how can we see it? That sword was too fast!"

The crowd whispered, and everyone looked at Yang Xuan with horror.

It was so terrifying, no one would have thought that Yang Xuan's swordsmanship would be so terrifying, that he would kill Tang Ming with one sword.