Nangong Cheng's long sword in his palm was slightly slanted, and he was expressionless and said, "Please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Guang had not yet returned the gift, he felt that the other party had turned into a afterimage, and the sword light flashed and had already hit his chest and abdomen.

This is the mountain gate sword of the Yuhuang Sword Sect. Ximen Guang once saw Xinyan performing it at Luofeng Academy and recognized that this move was the sword-bright style of the mountain gate sword.

This move was originally the introduction of the entire set of sword techniques. After the move was used, the subsequent sword moves could be followed and then the enemy could be attacked continuously. However, when used in Nangong Cheng's hands, it also has the effect of attacking.

Ximen Guang's eyes couldn't help but condense. He took a breath, and the copper stick swept out a shadow of stick all over the sky. Yu Liaoluo's sword light directly looked for the opponent's sword body, trying to fight his opponent's true energy.

"Clang, tanglang, tanglang, tanglang..."

With a loud bang, Nangong Cheng actually used more than ten changes in the sword-brightening style, and he ran into Ximen Guang's bronze stick dozens of times, and forced him to take a few steps back.

Nangong Cheng had a little advantage with one move, and the sword was not polite. His right hand was slightly sunk. With the sound of the "hissing" sword energy, he combined two extremely aggressive sword moves from the moon and the steep mountain across the sky into one, and attacked Ximen Guang again, with a sharp castration!

Although Ximen Guang took a few steps back, his feet were not confused at all. Seeing that the other party was coming fiercely, this tactic was actually very favored by his heart. He did not avoid or dodge, and danced the copper stick into a golden disc. In an instant, the wind in the battle circle was loud, and the two of them had sharp true energy overflowed, shooting on the barrier set up by the Chaoyang Palace Master, and countless ripples appeared out of thin air.

Seeing that the other party was deliberately fighting head-on, a brave aura surged in his heart. He let out a clear roar, and his long sword hit the central palace, violently intercepting the other party's copper stick disc!

The extremely dense sound of gold and iron fighting continued. The sword light and stick shadows between the two became a dazzling white light, which made everyone watching the battle suddenly lit up, and then became dim again in an instant.

"Bang!"

A loud noise was not the intersecting of swords and sticks, but the intersecting of two fists and palms.

After this sound, Nangong Chengningli had not moved in place, but Ximen Guang retreated seven or eight steps away before he stood still.

After standing still, Ximen Guang's face was calm, and a trace of white air appeared above his head. There was a clear crack on the hem of the courtyard robe, and his eyes were greatly increased.

A strange color flashed across Nangong Cheng's eyes. He just made three sword moves in a row, but he didn't hold back his hand in the last palm. He could only cut off his opponent's robe and make him take a few steps back, without any damage. This surprised him, thinking that the mysterious martial arts of this demon clan are really so magical? It can actually increase the combat power of the demon clan boy of ordinary bloodline to this level?

The other three swords of Yuhuang saw that Nangong Cheng's reputation and sword cultivation had a little advantage, but the opponent did not show any obvious defeat. They were surprised and felt a little displeased, and their faces darkened.

The two attacked each other three times, changing one palm and one punch. Although it was short, it was sharp. Xinyan, Qiuhong and Murong Qianfan were both worried about Ximen Guang.

Zhao Hanyu had something else in his mind. He knew that Ximen Guang had only learned martial arts at present, but he had not practiced those powerful sword techniques or other weapons techniques. He only used the powerful demon Yuan to smash them in a row with the bronze stick in his hand to fight against the exquisite sword techniques of the Yuhuang Sword Sect. This is his innate deficiency.

He thought in his heart that after the work tonight, he would ask Master Qiu Feng to try to go to the Jingyang Sect as soon as possible to find Ximen Guang's fourth senior brother's Heavenly Thunder Hammer Method. Well, he would also have to ask Murong Chuanxin to go home and get him a handy sledgehammer. Otherwise, even if he encounters an opponent of the same level in the future, Ximen Guang will be defeated due to the disadvantage of the attack method.

All the big figures on the host stage saw that Ximen Guang was in an unfavorable situation, but seeing that he was very fighting spirit, extremely fierce in combat, and had a brave and heroic aura, they all nodded to express their praise in their hearts.

The other students in the hall were not surprised that Nangong Cheng had the advantage. They were very surprised that Ximen Guang showed the level of battle, especially the teachers and students of Qingxu Villa. Although the dean's realm was far higher than the two in the field, he had a headache for Ximen Guang's meridians. He was still very surprised at this time, and his face was always filled with an incredible look.

The strongest man in Qingxu Villa, Liu Ming, had a simple exchange with Ximen Guang. When he discovered that the simple, honest and honest demon boy, who was under the realm and combat power, was able to improve to this level in just a few months. He was shocked, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Hanyu seriously again, with a more profound meaning in his eyes.

At this time, Nangong Cheng's expression was much more serious than before. He pointed his sword at the ground, looked at Ximen Guang with a gloomy look, and said, "Next, I won't hold back anymore, you have to be careful."

Ximen Guang looked at the other party, silently recited the mantra in his heart, and then nodded.

When everyone in the field saw that the two were about to fight again, they stopped talking and waited for the two to take action.

Nangong Cheng let out another clear roar, his body swept out, and instantly reached Ximen Guang's head.

The long sword in his palm made a shrill cry, and the sword light spitted slightly, piercing Ximen Guang's throat extremely sharply!

"Ah? This is the Hunyuan Yiqi Sword?!"

"Not bad! It's the sword technique that is as famous as the Wentian Guiyuan Sword Technique!"

"This move is the first time chaos is started?"

"Can Nangong Cheng already use this kind of sword technique?"

Some knowledgeable people in the hall shouted out in surprise, which attracted more surprises.

Zhao Hanyu has read the collection since he was a child. After coming to Luofeng Academy, he has studied sword skills carefully. He is already very knowledgeable in the swordsmanship. He naturally recognizes this swordsmanship and knows its power. Seeing that Nangong Cheng can actually use this set of unique skills of the Yuhuang Sword Sect, he frowned and was a little worried about Ximen Guang.

When Qiu Hong saw the appearance of this sword, he secretly guessed Su Yang's realm in his heart, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

Nangong Cheng's true sword was fully revealed, and the sword intent was as if a ray of light was drawn from the chaos, with a faint momentum of opening up the world!

This sword was so fast and so sharp that it seemed to have locked Ximen Guang firmly and vowed to pierce him with one sword!

The crowd watching the battle was also intimidated by the momentum of the sword, and all thought in their hearts that the seven swords of Yuhuang were indeed amazing. Even the fifth-ranked disciples could use such powerful sword skills, and the cultivation level of the other numbers could be imagined!

The sword intent rushed towards him, and Ximen Guang's already tattered robe was blown by the sword wind. He was not afraid of his face, and he swept over his head with a stick in one hand, and quietly formed a handprint behind his back.

The sword sticks finally intersected, and the sound made the eardrums of the people in the hall hurt, which was shocking.

Nangong Cheng felt the power of the countershock uploaded by the sword in an instant, and suddenly felt something strange in his heart. Looking at him, Ximen Guang and the bronze stick in front of him were gone!

He was shocked, and then turned his head and found that Ximen Guang had somehow been able to turn six or seven feet behind him, looking at him with a slight breath.

“Huh?”

"What's going on?"

"He avoided it?!"

"How did he do it?"

......

......

Seeing this strange situation, several big figures on the host stage showed a look of surprise.

The teachers and students from many colleges were also very surprised, as if they thought they were confused.

Qiu Hong and Zhao Hanyu changed their eyes, and they knew it in their hearts, and they smiled without saying a word.

Murong Qianfan and Xinyan didn't know the mystery and were a little speechless.

Lin Wu and Nan Yuan looked at each other, and both of them nodded silently.

Su Yang and the two junior brothers around him discussed a few words in a low voice, but they couldn't figure it out. Then he shook his head slightly at Nangong Cheng, who was inquiring eyes in the battle circle.

Ximen Guang was breathing and closed his breath. He shouted suddenly, kicked hard at the floor, jumped out like an arrow, swept out with a stick in one hand, and hit Nangong Cheng.

A heavy golden stick shadow, accompanied by a heart-pounding and violent wind, came towards Nangong Cheng overwhelmingly.

At this time, Nangong Cheng was very angry. You should know that the Chaos Yiqi Sword Technique is really extraordinary. It can be regarded as the unique skill of the Yuhuang Sword Sect. With his current realm cultivation, he can only use three moves at best. From then on, the true energy will be exhausted and there will be no combat power for a while.

Just now, in order to fight quickly, he used the move to use the Chaos to start. Unexpectedly, the spirit of the sword fell into the air. Before his lost mind could recover from peace, the true energy also became a little stagnant. In this state, he had to face Ximen Guang's powerful offensive like a storm, so how could he not be depressed and angry!

He made a mistake in his step, and now he could only bear the anger in his heart, hold the sword and take the defensive moment, deal with the moves, secretly adjust the true energy in his body, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

Ximen Guang swung several sticks in succession, and Nangong Cheng either used his skillful force to relieve his strength or used his skillful body skills to dodge, and did not fight against the opponent.

Ximen Guang was forced back by his opponent just now. Although there was no strange sound in the field, he felt that his face was dull. At this time, he saw that the opponent was blindly dodging and had fallen into a downward trend. His heroic spirit surged up, and his subordinates could not be sympathetic. He shouted loudly, and the demon essence in his body was running at a rapid speed, and the stick shadow in his hand swept towards the opponent with a storm of overwhelming force!

For a moment, the shadow of the stick became denser and the wind became louder and louder. The floor within ten feet of the two of them had added countless cracks, densely packed, which was shocking.

As the two people's true energy continued to overflow, the ripples on the barrier became increasingly dense. Everyone heard Ximen Guang shouting and fighting fiercely, and the bronze stick swept and beat him hard. His momentum was like a mad demon, which was really unstoppable!

Nangong Cheng tried his best to dodge and move in the shadow of the stick all over the sky, like a lonely boat in the terrifying waves, floating in a stalemate, the situation was extremely thrilling and in a very embarrassing situation.

Seeing that Ximen Guang became more and more brave as he fought, his burly body and domineering aura were like a god descending to earth, forcing Yuhuang's disciples to a great extent, they couldn't help but cheer.

You should know that in recent years, the reputation of the Yuhuang Swords has been too loud. In addition to the transcendent Jingyang Sect, its popularity has even surpassed most of the young geniuses in the Middle Earth. Everyone has been suppressed and cruel. Now, when he finally saw his disciples being defeated, he is filled with joy and a sense of pleasure.

When Zhao Hanyu and others from Luofeng Academy saw that Ximen Guang was so brave, they were full of praise on their faces.

Seeing this, Su Yang and several other Yuhuang disciples knew in their hearts that Nangong Cheng had no choice but to deal with it in this way because of the failure of his sharp sword and his true energy was exhausted, their expressions were quite ugly.

As for Nangong Cheng himself, he was even more ashamed and angry now. When he heard the cheers of everyone, a sudden aura of resentment suddenly arose in his heart.

His eyes were bleeding and red, and he suddenly retreated seven or eight feet apart, leaving Ximen Guang's stick shadow.

Despite the stagnation of the meridians, he took advantage of Ximen Guang's slight moment and forced all his true energy to rush forward at a high speed, and then slashed down with a sword!
Chapter completed!