Yang Yu?

Everyone has different expressions.

The battle at Mulin Mansion lasted only a few days, and some people may have known the news, but it was obvious that no one present had received the news.

However, no matter whether he knows it or not, no one dares to underestimate him simply by looking at the momentum of his appearance.

"It's him……"

Yu Changjing recognized the person and felt even more incredible.

A few months ago, he passed by Mulin Mansion and saw a young master coming across the river. With his sword and arrow, he defeated the head of the Liu family who had been famous for many years and even had a breakthrough.

At that time, he could clearly see that this young man was strong, but his inner energy was thin, so even if he fought, he might not be much stronger than him.

But looking at it now, it’s several times better than it was back then.

"Six-door prison?"

Jia Qing clenched the sword at his waist, narrowed his eyes, and his mind was spinning, as if he was thinking of such a person.

In his impression, Yang Yu was just a small character in the Six Gates of Qingzhou.

But this person...

"Yang Yu? He is Yang Yu?!"

Luo Lie's pupils from the Iron Sword Sect shrank, and murderous intent and fear filled his heart.

"Amitabha."

Jiese clasped his hands together, his face was moved, his heart was full of joy and surprise.

Donor Yang is stronger than before...

The gentle summer wind blew the corners of my clothes.

"A long-term stay? It seems that you came just in time."

After scanning everyone, Yang Yu knew it clearly.

This group of fierce bandits really dared to come to Qingzhou City to act recklessly, and their purpose in coming to this refugee town is not obvious.

No matter how stupid you are, you will never dare to face the thousands of divine arm crossbows in Qingzhou City.

Whoosh!

Looking at the young man slowly emerging from the smoke, under the dim light of the night, everyone felt a chill rising in their hearts, which soon turned into a dense cold wave, freezing to the bone.

That was undisguised murderous intent.

"It doesn't matter who you are! Pretending to be a ghost, kill me!"

Feeling the undisguised murderous intent of the visitor, and seeing the demeanor of his subordinates drop, Jia Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he took a step forward.

boom!

It was like a thunderbolt, and the ground exploded.

Draw your sword and kill.

This sword is extremely sharp.

I have seen Yang Yu's amazing archery skills. His one shot was a sure kill. His inner energy was surging, his blood was on his face, his sword was suffocating, and he couldn't let the arrow fly!

"kill!"

As soon as Jia Qing took action, all the gangsters from Changliu responded one after another. They were used to licking blood from the edge of a knife, so why did they care who came?

After being frightened, violence and anger emerged.

What you are doing is the business of beheading, so how can you be timid and timid?

Zhengzhengzhengzheng~

There was a loud sound of swords, and all the imperial guards came to their senses. They raised their swords one after another and attacked the violent bandits.

Suddenly, the killing spirit became strong.

Only Yu Changjing and other sect masters, although they also made movements, did not move forward, but retreated without a trace, and their attention was completely attracted by Jia Qing's sword.

Jia Qing was born into a noble family, and was sent to the Sword-making Villa to learn martial arts at a young age. However, when he was young, his family fell into trouble due to some circumstances, and his parents, relatives, and friends all died tragically.

In a fit of rage, he killed the city's superior officials and became a bandit.

In the past few decades, he traveled to three states and killed countless people. His swordsmanship was extremely famous. Before Ji Longshan made his debut, he was the most famous bandit in Qingzhou.

This sword demonstrates his tyrannical strength that has dominated the state capital for decades.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, a line of lightning cut through the air, tens of feet in diameter in an instant, and the sword was silent, as if even the sound of the sonic boom was far behind.

Only the line that the sword light cut through was like a vacuum-like passage slowly lingering.

This is one sword, but it is more than one sword.

As the sword gleamed, it evolved into thousands of cold rays, like stars falling, filling the sky and the earth, dotted with stars, but in an orderly manner.

It's not just a straight thrust of sword light, but a sword formation that can be used by one person to activate several or even ten people!

Any bit of cold light is not a false move, and it is all a false move.

The real killing move is hidden in it, implying a sure kill, but yet concealing it, there is really no trace to be found.

All the masters who were watching the battle felt chilled. They felt that they were on the opposite side. Facing this sword, they had no choice but to avoid the vital points and give way in exchange for injury.

when!

However, in the next moment, all the sword light in the sky had disappeared.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat when they saw a straight sword thrust out flatly, no more and no less, but it hit the tip of Jia Qing's sharp sword.

"Um?!"

Jia Qing's pupils shrank, and he felt as if a sword was stabbing the mountain. The surging sword light was swallowed up and crushed in an instant, and the trembling sword almost bent down.

"Not bad swordsmanship..."

Yang Yu pushed the long knife flat with one hand, his eyes bright.

Even after going through many sword fights in the Tianhai Realm to defeat Qixing Longyuan, this sword was still not bad in his eyes.

But it's just not bad.

The seven-layered sword circle formed by the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword, any sword in it can use a sword technique that is even better than this sword.

It’s not about the level of swordsmanship.

It's the difference between a flesh and blood body and a flying sword without any constraints.

When a person presses the sword, no matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it is still limited by the human body. There is no antelope hanging the horns of the flying sword, and no trace can be found.

After being tested by Qixing Longyuan, although he used more swords, in terms of swordsmanship, he already surpassed the big bandit in front of him by an unknown amount.

"good?!"

Hearing a sound of approval in his ears, Jia Qing was furious. As he thought, the curved sword suddenly raised its head like a curled up dragon.

Immediately, as he turned around, the sword light moved with him, and started to rotate at an extremely fast speed, like a poisonous dragon with its fangs exposed, swallowing the enemy on the opposite side.

"The swordsmanship is good..."

The sword light slashed down again, but Yang Yu remained motionless. He just turned his wrist and the sword light shot up into the sky, then fell down, just like the moonlight flowing down and mercury pouring down the ground.

In an instant, the slashing sword light was completely submerged like a river tide:

"The people who use it are average."

boom!

boom!

There was a loud bang that echoed through the night.

Countless amounts of sand, earth and rocks rose into the sky in an instant, and the turbulent air waves immediately exploded, flying in all directions in layers.

With one slash, it was like thunder exploding.

This is not only an explosion of inner Qi Gangfeng, but also an explosion of pure power that goes beyond the limits of ordinary people and is pure to the extreme!

Bang!

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other.

Jia Qinghua leaned back, his whole body staggering back as if struck by thunder, visible air waves exploded around him, and his clothes were torn apart inch by inch.

This sword was like a mountain pressing down horizontally.

There was no sword light, no sword energy, but the simple burst of power caused his expression to change drastically.

I couldn't help but think of a figure in my mind.

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out along with a roar:

"No more than four images?!"
To be continued...