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Four hundred and twentieth chapters that sword

Chapter 425 That Sword

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"You...you dare to take action?"

Sikong Xuan's face was pale. This master in the fourth-level realm could not even support a round, let alone him. He was only at the third level of Tongtian. Yang Yi could kill him in an instant. Thinking of this, Sikong Xuan's face turned pale as paper.

"Is this how your Martial Palace disciplines disciples?"

Sikong Xuan sternly said to the elders behind Yang Yi.

However, these elders were indifferent, but they looked very impressed by Yang Yi. The arrogant look of Sikong Xuan just now was also very angry, but they could not do it easily. They were elders, and they could not do it at will to the younger generation, otherwise they would be spread and the reputation of the Martial Palace would not be good.

However, they are inconvenient to take action, but it does not mean that Yang Yi cannot take action. Yang Yi is just a disciple. It is reasonable for him to take action, and no one said anything, so it will not harm the Martial Palace.

"Haha, okay, okay, this is my disciple of the Martial Palace! Sikong Xuan, now Yang Yi is here, and you can repeat what you said just now."

These elders were in a good mood and said with a smile, their faces full of smiles.

Sikong Xuan's face was gloomy and he remembered the explanation of his father's war when he came to the Martial Palace. He immediately endured his anger and said to Yang Yi coldly: "Yang Yi, Sikong Hao was killed. Although he used his means to seize treasures, you still killed him even though you knew that Sikong Hao was the prince of my Tianhong Empire. This incident angered the father's thunder. However, since the elders are unwilling to hand over Yang Yi easily, the father also gave a compromise solution. If Yang Yi was willing to accept the challenge of a four-level guardian of his father, no matter what the winner was, the father would no longer pursue this matter, what do you think?"

After Sikong Xuan finished speaking, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was sure to win.

"Challenge? What exactly does Sikongqi want to do? Is his guard really so strong that he can defeat Yang Yi?"

"I'm afraid there are some problems here. Yang Yi's strength has almost reached its limit. It's hard for anyone to be able to kill him in the fourth level of Tongtian. Since Sikong Qi has this proposal, he must be prepared, and at least he has a few chances of winning."

"Yes, we must not act rashly, we cannot agree easily!"

"If you don't agree, I'm afraid our martial arts palace will become a laughing stock. I think it's better to leave this matter to Yang Yi himself to make a decision?"

After hearing Sikong Xuan's words, these elders frowned slightly, as if they were undecided. They all looked at Yang Yi and then said, "Yang Yi, this matter is also caused by you, so you should decide on this matter?"

Yang Yi didn't even have to think about it, and took a step forward suddenly, looked at Sikong Xuan with bright eyes and said, "Sikong Xuan, no matter who you send, you are destined to return in failure. Elders, Yang has never been afraid of challenges since he grew up, let alone a master of the fourth level of the realm of Tongtian. Yang asked himself that he was not inferior to anyone, and Yang was willing to accept the challenge!"

The elders also nodded slightly, their eyes turned cold, and they looked at Sikong Xuan and said coldly: "Hmph, Sikong Xuan, today we all agree to this, because of Sikong Qi's face, fighting here. If the person you brought to die, don't cause trouble again, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite."

"Haha, that's natural. My father is also a person who promises a lot of money. How could he break his promise and become fat? No matter whether this challenge is win or lose, my father will not pursue this matter again!"

Sikong Xuan said loudly, and many elders could hear it clearly.

Yang Yichan heard a feeling of confidence inside, which shows that Sikong Xuan was very confident about the guard.

"Jianfeng, come out to fight!"

With Sikong Xuan's shout, a cold-faced man appeared in front of Yang Yi.

The only feeling of this man just appeared was that Yang Yi was cold, extremely cold. This was not indifference, but the kind of lifeless coldness, as if he had no trace of emotion, just like a cold stone.

This was the first time Yang Yi saw such a person, and he felt a little alert in his heart.

"Jianfeng? This name is good, but even the sharpest sword will be broken today!"

Yang Yi's eyes also shone with confidence.

He believed that he was not afraid of any master in the fourth level of Tongtian, and he also had his confidence and pride.

However, when this extremely cold monk came out, the elders behind Yang Yi frowned slightly, looking a little hesitant.

"This monk is really weird. It makes us all feel a dangerous aura. How is this possible?"

"Yes, we are the dignified realm of the realm. No matter how powerful he is, can he still tear the world? But since we have even a warning sign, this monk is definitely not simple. We need to be vigilant. If Yang Yi is in any danger, we must save Yang Yi."

"What I mean is that this challenge was obviously planned by Sikong Qi. He should be a little sure, hum, but it is simply a dream that he wants to avenge his dead son. Once Yang Yi is in danger, even if he completely turns against him, he will save Yang Yi."

These elders were whispering their opinions. They could still tell which one is more important. If Yang Yi was really killed in such a situation, then they would be really embarrassed and even lost a big face. I am afraid that even the Lord of the Palace will not spare them.

Yang Yi and Jian Feng had already confronted each other. Jian Feng had no murderous intent, but Yang Yi felt that this was even more terrifying than those monks who exuded a fierce murderous intent. This was the cold expression that was so cold that it made people feel heart-pounding.

"Hmph, I'm just making a mysterious and mysterious way, the world's millstone, die!"

Yang Yi directly used his powerful martial arts, and a huge millstone appeared in the void. The huge light penetrated the entire void, like a Milky Way, looking beautiful, but it was a sign of death.

The rolling millstone of the world was crushed hard, and the void became a black belt of nothingness, which was extremely terrifying. This was Yang Yi's power of the millstone of the world.

After a thousand years of reversal, his primordial nerves have completely stabilized their foundation. The current primordial spirit is so powerful that it far surpasses Yang Yi's previous power. With a slight slight swallowing and spitting, the power was poured into Yang Yi's arms like a rush. The big millstone in the sky seemed to be even more fierce.

Looking at Yang Yi's terrifying power, Sikong Xuan's face turned slightly pale. In fact, any monk would feel this way when he saw such a fierce power.

But the sword force confronting Yang Yi seemed to be unaware of it, and his expression was still as cold as a mountain, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all. Just as the rolling millstone of the world was about to crush his body, this extremely cold monk finally took action.

"Swords divide the world!"

A shiny light suddenly appeared. The dazzling light was simply unimaginable, and even Yang Yi could not see it clearly. A sharp sword energy slashed hard on his millstone.

"call out"

The sword energy scattered in the void, and everyone could see clearly that it was a long sword, one that almost reached the level of a top-grade magic weapon, and the huge power contained in it was beyond Yang Yi's experience. The sharpness of this sword was something that Yang Yi could not imagine. That sword seemed to be able to really divide the world.

"Click"

Yang Yi felt a trace of yin and cold energy all over his body. It was the sword energy that stimulated Yang Yi's body. His great millstone of heaven and earth, the great millstone of heaven and earth that was invincible, was directly cut into two halves by this sword and completely disappeared into the void.

"What a good sword!"

Yang Yi retreated, but there was no trace of decadence on his face, as if his attack was not just turned into invisible. This sword energy was the real sword master. Yang Yi originally thought that Mao Jianfang was already a master of swords, but now compared with this sword, it was a world of difference. Mao Jianfang seemed to not understand the true meaning of swordsmanship.

Just now, even Yang Yi felt danger under this sword. The sword had even cut on Yang Yi's body, but because Yang Yi had guardian armor and powerful unbreakable body, this little bit of sword energy was nothing.

This strange monk, named Jianfeng, is really unpredictable. He is a real master Yang Yi has met at the moment. Yang Yi has never taken it seriously. Whether it is Yu Tiancheng, Xiang Wentian, or Jun Wudao, they are all defeated by Yang Yishu.

But Yang Yi felt that this sword force was somewhat comparable to him. No wonder Sikong Qi dared to let him fight Yang Yi, and he really had the ability to be unpredictable.

Not only Yang Yi, but even the elders behind Yang Yi were not shocked. There was an incredible look in their eyes, and they were staring at the cold monk named Jian Feng.

The sword just now made them fall into deep thought.

"Terrible, so terrifying. The sword just now was extremely sharp, as if it was about to cut through everything. Such a terrifying sword art only appeared on a cultivator of the fourth level of Tongtian. How did he practice it?"

"I'm afraid this matter is really troublesome. This person's power seems to be no less than Yang Yi."

"Yes, originally we thought there were almost no monks in this world who could defeat Yang Yi at the same level, but now it seems that we are ignorant. Cultivators who can practice this sword to such an extent are definitely not ordinary people, but such people have always been unknown people. The Tianhong Empire is hidden deep enough, not simple."

These elders had already vaguely associated with the Tianhong Empire from this monk named Jianfeng, and a strange light flashed in their eyes.
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