Yang Tian's arrogant, domineering, and cold words were like an unsheathed sword, carrying a compelling cold air and sword radiance. A powerful and unparalleled momentum emanated from his body, and the golden fighting spirit was like
The sea burst out from his body like a dike, filling his body surface...
Originally, everyone was confused and surprised when they saw Yang Tian's old-fashioned sword-holding posture like "a farmer holding a hoe", but at this time, under Yang Tian's powerful aura, everyone's eyes widened and they said
I'm speechless! No one doubts that a master with the strength of a mid-stage sword master can easily kill everyone with just a branch!
While speaking, Yang Tian slowly raised the Black Iron Sword to a height of about forty-five degrees downwards. The tip of the sword tilted slightly downward and pointed at Yin Ping El.
"Who are you?" Yin Ping Aier suddenly said coldly to Yang Tian. His face was full of anger.
Yin Ping Al is indeed very angry, not ordinary anger.
The purpose of his coming to Shenglong Academy today was to find two people. One was Yang Tian, the champion of the freshman competition, and the other was the iceberg beauty Long Qingbing, the runner-up in the freshman competition.
He wants to take the two of them under his banner. Although Yang Tian and Long Qingbing's current strength is still vulnerable to him, their development potential is huge and immeasurable. Especially Long Qingbing's
, he is even more determined to win, not to mention Long Qingbing's powerful strength, but just with his peerless appearance, Yin Ping Aier's heart is moved.
However, he, who has always been confident, thought that he could easily defeat Long Qingbing with his own charm, but he didn't expect that when he saw Long Qingbing, before he knew what was going on, she started attacking like crazy. She didn't even explain.
There is no chance.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that today, all of you who came in vertically will have to go out horizontally for me. What's more, you don't deserve to know my name." Yang Tian said equally coldly.
But he felt a little strange in his heart. It seemed that this guy was not affected by his momentum. He did have two brushes.
Yang Tian didn't know that the blue sword in Yin Ping Al's hand, and the bluer magic core on the hilt, were constantly emitting blue light waves, passing through the hilt.
entered his body.
"Haha... Is there anyone in the world who is not worthy of me, Yin Ping. Al knows? Boy, I have to say, you are a talent, no, a genius. Judging from your age, you should not be old. But you actually have the Sword Master
The strength in the mid-term is very strong, really strong! I should have recruited you as my disciple. I have always loved talents. Unfortunately... you shouldn't regard her as your future woman, because... she - is -
I--!" Yin Ping Aier said word by word. After finishing speaking, he waved his hand gently and took a few steps back.
He usually does this. As the boss, of course he can't take action as soon as he comes up, otherwise it will be too cheap. Every time he waves his hand, his men will swarm up, and it is absolutely impossible not to beat the opponent half to death.
Will let go. Although today's opponent is very strong, as strong as the mid-stage Sword Master, he is confident that if his subordinates work together, they can still get it done.
But what surprised him was that his men didn't seem to notice his gesture, and they still stood without moving!
"Come on, fight me. Isn't he just a mid-term sword master? Your equipment is all top-notch, and your strength is not much different." Yin Ping Al said loudly.
But his men still didn't move, not even blinking, and drops of cold sweat flowed down their faces.
Yin Ping Al finally noticed something was wrong. After frowning slightly, he seemed to suddenly think of something. His eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light, and he looked at Yang Tian.
"It seems I still underestimate you!"
At the same time that Yin Ping Al said these words, the blue sword in his hand suddenly emitted a blue light curtain, separating Yang Tian from his men!
At the same time, his subordinates suddenly felt relaxed, and the feeling of being completely locked disappeared immediately. Without any hesitation, each one of them began to increase their momentum crazily. At the same time, they divided into several directions and rushed towards each other.
Towards Yang Tian!
Several magicians retreated behind the warriors and began to sing.
Yin Ping Al nodded with satisfaction. However, the shock in his heart still did not fade away. He could not have imagined that Yang Tian could completely lock his men just by relying on his Qi. This was indeed amazing. He did not dare to
Imagine what it would be like if he didn't have that blue sword in his hand?
"Interesting! Today I will let you see what a real warrior is!" After watching the blue light curtain cut off his momentum of locking everyone, Yang Tian's face hidden behind the mask showed an evil smile.
, after taking a look at the azure blue sword in Yin Ping Al's hand, he said playfully.
As Yang Tian finished speaking, his figure also moved at the same time. The golden fighting energy spurted out from his feet like a suddenly burst faucet, and suddenly turned into a powerful force, "booming"
With a sound, his figure was like a sword, and he shot towards the soldiers who surrounded him and were about to attack!
"So fast!" Everyone who saw this scene was shocked and couldn't help but say.
The moment he approached his opponent, the black giant sword passed through a black screen of light. Without any fighting spirit, it stabbed directly into one of the warriors, as if it had merged with the heaven and earth!
Simple, straightforward and nothing fancy!
Everyone was shocked, what kind of attack is this? A sword master's attack, but there is no fighting spirit on his sword? Is this possible? Will an attack without fighting spirit be powerful? Question marks appeared in everyone's mind. But
, before they had time to think about it, a strange scene appeared in their eyes!
With a crackling sound of "hiss" and "hiss", the black giant sword without any fighting spirit actually penetrated the warrior's physical shield of fighting spirit with overwhelming force, sparking countless sparks!
"Poof!" The black giant sword penetrated the warrior's shoulder before he could react.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw an even more incredible scene. The masked man with flowing blond hair drew out the black giant sword without any hesitation at all. At the same time, he bowed his legs and his body bounced up like a cannonball. The golden fighting spirit erupted.
His right foot drew a beautiful arc and kicked the warrior directly in the chest with lightning speed...
A shrill scream came from the soldier's mouth. His body flew dozens of feet away like a scarecrow. He didn't stop until he hit a solid building and remained motionless. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
There is a clear footprint printed on the armor on the chest...
"Suck..." A gasp of air came from the crowd of people watching.
They had never seen this strange fighting method before.
But they knew that the masked man with long blond hair had been merciful just now, otherwise the sword would not have penetrated the shoulder, but the heart, and the kick would have struck not the chest guarded by armor, but the chest without any armor.
Protective face!
Before everyone could calm down the excitement in their hearts, Yang Tian's black giant sword had turned into strands of black light that were integrated with the heaven and earth.
The fighting spirit and magic protection penetrated into the enemy's body, and the position of the penetration was exactly the same every time!
What's surprising is that the speed of Yang Tian's legs is getting faster and faster every time, and it has improved to an astonishing level. The only thing everyone can see is the clear footprints on the chest armor of the unconscious guys lying on the ground.
!
Yin Ping Al's men are not idiots. On the contrary, they are all masters. Although they have not reached the level of sword master, they are all at the level of great swordsman and magister, but they have no power to fight back!
"UI."
Yang Tian used Kuai Zi to the extreme, causing the enemy's attacks to fail one after another, but he was like a ghost, not a single move failed!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
There were several explosions in succession, mixed with the sound of cracking bones and the screams of the enemy. In just a moment, almost all of Yin Ping. Al's men lay motionless on the ground.
The reason why I say almost the same is because, besides Yin Ping Aier, there is another woman who has not fallen. Yang Tian has always been tolerant of women, not to mention that although this woman pretended to be very good, she wanted to escape.
With Yang Tian's eyes, that's almost impossible.
The white hat covered her black hair, and the pink silk scarf covered her mouth, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes.