"Stop!" Yan Nantian exclaimed when he saw that Gu Langyu had indeed taken out the sword, and was about to stop him, but was intercepted by Gu Feng who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Yan Nantian, don't forget, this is someone who signed a life-and-death contract. Do you still want to regret it?" Gu Feng stared at Yan Nantian with a hint of chill in his eyes.
Yan Nantian suddenly became angry, and the innate energy in his body suddenly turned away. He stared at Gu Feng and said coldly: "My Yan family admits defeat and releases them immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Gu Feng's expression instantly became serious. Although he was also a third-level innate warrior, his strength was no worse than that of Yan Nantian.
But Gu Feng doesn't want to really fight with Yan Nantian. It's not that Gu Feng is afraid of Yan Nantian, but that he is a little afraid of Yan Yuyan. Although he doesn't know which sect Yan Yuyan was taken away by, Gu Feng knows that he must
It's not something they, Canglang Pavilion, can afford to offend.
Even the Xuantian Sect behind Gu Langyu would not dare to provoke him easily. At that moment, Gu Feng also softened his tone and said: "Naturally, naturally, as long as your Yan family admits defeat, we will naturally let you go."
"Yu'er, let him go quickly!" Gu Feng turned around and said to Gu Langyu
However, Gu Langyu didn't seem to hear it. The sword in his hand was pointed at it without stopping, and Zhan Ziyang, who seemed to be in a coma, immediately cut off his arm.
Gu Feng's expression suddenly changed, and Yan Nantian became even more furious. The innate Qi in his body also became violent, and he was about to rescue Zhan Ziyang.
"Ding!"
At this moment, a metallic sound suddenly came out
Just now, Zhan Ziyang woke up and rolled around to avoid Gu Langyu's knife.
At the same time, his figure suddenly rose up, and the long sword in his waist instantly appeared in his hand, stabbing towards Gu Langyu quickly.
The long sword can be three feet long and two fingers wide. It is as bright as crystal. The hilt is golden in the shape of a dragon, with the words Yin and Yang engraved on the front and back. The sword body is as black as ink on one side and as crystal clear as snow on the other.
At the junction of the sword body and the hilt, there are two slightly downward curved corners, between which is a strange yin-yang fish pattern.
The long sword was like a dragon emerging from the water. It was very fast and appeared in front of Gu Langyu in an instant.
Gu Langyu's super reaction ability also exceeded Zhan Ziyang's estimation. The cyan sword in his hand instantly resisted Zhan Ziyang's sword.
"Click!"
A faint voice suddenly came out from the cyan sword in Gu Langyu's hand.
A tiny crack suddenly appeared on the blade of the blue sword.
Gu Langyu's face changed slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. Looking at the strange-shaped sword in Zhan Ziyang's hand, he faintly admired and said: "What a sword!"
Zhan Ziyang glanced at Gu Langyu strangely. Although the Yin Yang Sword was dim as a whole, just like ordinary iron, Zhan Ziyang had a strange feeling. The Yin Yang Sword must have something special about it.
But I didn't expect Gu Langyu to be able to see it.
"The sword is naturally a good sword, and your sword is also good. Gu Langyu, don't waste time, show your true skills!" Zhan Ziyang said with a cold tone, his fighting spirit flashing.
However, Gu Langyu suddenly shook his head, showed a strange smile, and said: "No need, since your Yan family has admitted defeat, there is no point in continuing this battle. I want to go back. If there is still another chance,
Given the opportunity, I hope I can fight with you again!"
After that, Gu Langyu, without waiting for Zhan Ziyang's reply, put away his cyan sword amidst everyone's astonishment, walked slowly down the ring, and left the square.
However, when Gu Langyu left, a thick murderous aura suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Brother, you are okay!"
Yan Qingcheng, seeing that the competition between the two had ended, revealed a hint of worry in his eyes, he immediately jumped onto the ring, looked at Zhan Ziyang nervously and asked
Zhan Ziyang's expression looked a little shocked, as if he didn't expect that this eldest sister, who was always cold and frosty, would be so nervous. He said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, little brother, I'm tough. I won't die for a while, don't worry.
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"He's bleeding, and he still says he's fine!" Yan Qingcheng was a bit reproachful and scolded Zhan Ziyang.
After that, Yan Qingcheng took out a white handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Zhan Ziyang's mouth.