Chapter 38 Do you still dare to fight?
Recognizing Yang Haoxuan, there was another person, who was Yan Xiang at the beginning. His sharp eyes immediately shot at Yang Haoxuan and calculated in his heart: "It turns out that he is Yang Haoxuan of the Yang family!" Humph, isn't it rumored that he can't be a martial artist? Why is a knife so powerful that day!? When he spoke, he couldn't help touching the black iron spear next to him. Obviously, he was extremely concerned about the humiliation of the sword that day.
Yang Haoxuan's appearance also caused a lot of **. The disciples talked about it a lot. Even the emperor on the viewing platform looked at it curiously. However, Yang Ying didn't know whether he should go up or not. He was punched before, but now he still has a lingering palpit. He didn't expect that the eighth layer of the martial artist who had finally cultivated would be killed in seconds like this, and he didn't even have the ability to take action.
"Don't be afraid!" Yang Jian sat next to him elegantly, took a sip of tea, and looked at Yang Haoxuan below contemptuously: "It seems that he has disappeared for three months, and his cultivation has increased to the ninth or even tenth floor of the martial artist. It's really good. But you take this!"
When he spoke, his spiritual sword was handed to Yang Ying out of his hand.
"Brother! What are you doing! A spiritual weapon already has the emotions between heaven and earth, and the relationship with the master is either good or bad. If you lend it to me, the spiritual sword will be angry and the tacit understanding will be greatly reduced, but it will greatly lose your strength!" Yang Ying was shocked, but her eyes were fixed on the spiritual weapon.
"Ha ha! This spiritual weapon is just a weapon given to me by my master. This time I return to Chongxuanmen, I will become a disciple of the inner door and have a better spiritual weapon. This is nothing!" Yang Jian said indifferently.
When he said this, he did not pay attention to this extremely attractive spiritual weapon in the secular world, especially the indifference and slightly complacency in the words, which made Yan Wuqi's eyes next to him flash with stars and echoed, "Yes! Yang Ying, take this spiritual sword and avenge the day!"
When Yang Ying saw Yang Jian like this, she excitedly took over the spiritual sword, and immediately felt a powerful force coming from the hilt. At the same time, the spiritual sword also came from a burst of resistance. Soon after being suppressed, her face was full of spring and walked down.
"Look! What Yang Ying held in her hand was actually a spiritual sword!" Soon, some disciples saw it, and the voice of surprise immediately spread throughout the field. Even the generals, ministers and even emperors on the viewing platform were surprised. Unexpectedly, a small trial came out with a spiritual weapon.
"It is rumored that a spiritual weapon not only enhances one's own cultivation, but also directly affects one's mind. Although there is no actual breakthrough in the body, it can improve the realm.
"That's right! And it can also cut off other people's weapons in an instant!"
"Yang Haoxuan's hands are empty. He is really arrogant. It seems that he will suffer losses this time!"
"Huh! The last time he beat Yang Ying with one punch, he naturally didn't pay attention to it this time, but he didn't expect that there would be a spiritual weapon. I guess he was regretful!"
"Haha!" Finally, these people's eyes went from shock to ridicule.
"Ignorance!" But they didn't know. Yang Haoxuan, who was standing on the stage, curled his lips lightly and looked at Yang Ying on the stage indifferently. They couldn't help saying, "I've been on the stage for a long time. Are you bored? Why can't you remember being beaten twice by me?"
Yang Ying was furious when he heard the words. Although she did not have full confidence this time, she was full of fighting spirit and said frivolously, "Yang Haoxuan! You are insidious, and if you have revenge, you will be revenged. I don't want to tell you more. Today, in front of so many people, I will compare with you openly. You show your sword!"
Unexpectedly, Yang Ying still had such eloquence. In front of so many people, she set him off as an open and aboveboard person, and did not want to take advantage of Yang Haoxuan's empty hands to attract many disciples to nod and respect.
On the viewing platform, Yang Jian also nodded with great satisfaction, and Yang Wuxie next to him cheered: "Yang Ying said it well! Shame on that shameless man!"
On the upper floor, Yan Tianchi and others also paid a lot of attention to this spiritual weapon. When they heard the words, they also took a good look at Yang Ying. Yan Tianchi was even more curious and asked Yan Ya next to him, "Yan Ya! What do you think will be the result of this game!?
"Huh?!" Yan Ya was uneasy. Suddenly, she seemed to hear someone ask Hua and immediately said, "Father, what are you talking about?"
Yan Tianchi didn't say anything and shook his head.
At this moment, a loud roar broke out on the field!
"Haha! I don't care about hypocrites or villains. If cultivation can't fight for yourself, what's the use of cultivation? If cultivation can't make people live happily by themselves, what's the use!" Yang Haoxuan looked up and laughed, full of a domineering smell. Then he saw him lower his head and said seriously, "If you want me to show your blade, I will fulfill your request!"
While talking, Tang Dao didn't know when to hold his hand.
As soon as Tang Dao came out, Yang Haoxuan's whole popularity was completely different, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and a blood-red breath spewed out of his body and rose to the sky. And the blade of Tang Dao absorbs the surrounding aura crazily, spitting out a blood-red aura around the knife body.
In addition to the different color of the spiritual sword in Yang Ying's hand, this fog is also more pure and strong.
After the wild words, it was such a situation again, which made the court fall into a cold field.
"Spiritual weapon! It's a spiritual weapon, and it's a spiritual weapon!" Immediately, a loveless cry resounded through the sky, lingering, and plunged the whole martial arts platform into a frenzy.
The people on the viewing platform stood up from the chair and poked their heads out. The teacup in Yang Jian's hand trembled even more. The tea wet his trousers. The words in Yan Wujiu's mouth next to him were also abrupt, and the expression on his face was extremely rich.
However, unlike everyone else, a shallow smile flashed on Yan Ya's face, as if she had seen through Yang Haoxuan and laughed at him for being strong in public.
"Do you still dare to fight?" Yang Haoxuan pointed Tang Dao at Yang Ying, and the slightly straight Tang Dao made him indescribably unrestrained.
Yang Ying's whole body was tilted backwards, as if she did not dare to fight with Yang Haoxuan. Her expression was extremely rich, her eyes stared at the cow, and the spiritual sword in her hand was also trembling.
Yang Haoxuan, who came out of his sheath, exuded a sense of killing. Yang Ying had never seen such a situation, and the gap in strength was even more frightening. Especially after two failures, he was scared out of his fighting spirit in an instant.
"Ah!" Yang Ying suddenly shouted in fear, remembering the previous two failures, as if she could see her fate next. She left the spiritual sword in her hand and ran away, which made many people look at each other in con'swoon and haven't figured out the situation.
"Waste!" After Yang Jian was surprised, he saw Yang Ying like this and angrily smashed the teacup on the table next to him. He originally looked at Yang Haoxuan indifferently, full of anger.
PS roar~ roar! Keep a low profile for two weeks, and the results are terrible. This week's recommendation, please give me some strength. As soon as it is on the new book list, it will explode!!