: Useless to give to his body

The Condor Sword, let’s call it the Condor Sword!

The sword held in Yang Jun's hand was extremely thin, as thin as a leaf, and at most only two fingers wide, about 1.2 meters long. The sword body was as dark as ink.

As soon as the sword was held in his hand, Yang Jun's momentum changed immediately.

The originally calm and neutral expression seemed decisive because of the tight purses of lips; the eyes that had been calm and unpredictable suddenly became fierce and sharp.

"Ha! It's interesting!"

Hei Ye Bingliang chuckled and waved his left hand. August Feng Feixue and Yayan immediately retreated more than 20 meters away. When the other onlookers saw it, they quickly retreated twenty or thirty meters away, giving up a large circle with a radius of seventy or eighty meters to Yang Jun and Hei Ye Bingliang.

The smile on the black night's face slowly closed, and the heavy single-edge sword in his right hand pointed diagonally at the ground behind him.

Ready to go!

"I have never seen him do what he does, right?"

Hei Ye Bingliang suddenly made a sound. After asking, before Yang Jun could answer, his two strong and slender legs were bent and thrust, and his whole body suddenly rushed out like a wild cheetah. His big feet only kicked two feet on the ground, crossing the distance between him and Yang Jun by more than 20 meters.

With the sound of whining through the air, the heavy single-edge sword in his hand suddenly raised over his head and slashed it in the air with all his strength. He actually made the sword more violent and domineering than the big sword!

Is this the Murong family’s sword technique?

Yang Jun had questions in his heart, but hesitated, and he pushed his right foot to the right, and his body immediately jumped to the cold right of the night.

"call out……"

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Yang Jun suddenly kicked forward, and the dark and sharp vulture sword immediately stabbed towards the right arm of the sword holding the black Yebingliang. As long as he stabbed, he would win this battle!

"Woo!!!"

Hei Yebingliang kept rushing forward, and the sword that Yang Jun stabbed his arm suddenly fell into nothing. Before Yang Jun could change his move, Hei Yebingliang looked back and the heavy single-edge sword that had just slashed down suddenly swept Yang Jun's waist and abdomen with his eyes.

Yang Jun's left leg exerted force instantly, and his body suddenly rushed to the left of the night Bingliang. The night Bingliang's single-final sword immediately swept across the air, leaving the single-final sword facing Yang Jun without opening.

Chance!

Yang Jun kicked the ground with his feet, and immediately rushed towards Hei Ye Bingliang. With a finger of the vulture sword in his hand, he stabbed the empty door exposed by Hei Ye Bingliang - under the ribs.

Unexpectedly, when the Black Night Bingliang Sword was used, the old queen seemed to have no time to return to stop Yang Jun's vulture sword, he did not turn around the sword edge, but just pulled the hilt backwards.

"bite……"

A small splash of sparks flew everywhere, and the sword stabbed out by Yang Jun, and the sword tip was at the end of the hilt of the single-final sword.

Blocking this, the cold Danfeng sword of dark night immediately turned back. He suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Look at me!!!"

The loud shouts shocked people who were dozens of meters away and felt a buzzing sound in their ears.

With the loud shout, his single-final sword suddenly became lighter and more than ten times lighter, and immediately became lighter and more agile. The hilt of the sword pressed down, the tip of the sword immediately jumped up, and the thick right arm was pushed forward, and the tip of the single-final sword quickly stabbed Yang Jun's right ear.

Yang Jun's vulture sword had no time to resist, so he had to take a step back to avoid the sword.

"Look at everything!!!"

Hei Ye Bingliang shouted again, strode forward, and the single-front sword in his hand followed Yang Jun's retreat and stabbed Yang Jun's right eye.

He stepped forward, and Yang Jun retreated, and his speed was definitely not as fast as him. So this time, Yang Jun still couldn't pull back the vulture sword in his hand, so he had to take a step back again.

The dark night Bingliang followed with a big step and shouted again.

"sweet Nothing!!!"

The tip of the sword was slightly lowered down, and this time it was Yang Jun's mouth.

Yang Jun retreated again.

"It's beyond the reach of the world!!!"

The dark night was so cold that it was unforgivable. He followed a big step again and lowered the sword tip again. This time it swept Yang Jun's retreating legs.

The vulture sword in Yang Jun's hand suddenly penetrated downwards nearly half a foot into the soil in front of his legs.

"clang……"

The single-final sword swept heavily on the Condor Sword. The Condor Sword and the single-final sword were hit and bounced away at the same time. However, this little power was nothing to Yang Jun or the cold night. So although their swords were swept away, they were still stable. Yang Jun even stabilized his steps that had been retreating.

"Seven Swords Ring Finger!!!" Yang Jun's footsteps stabilized and heard Hei Ye Bingliang roar again, and the single-strike sword in his hand slashed quickly and heavily.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

A series of seven swords and swords collided with each other. Yang Jun tried his best to resist, but was killed by the cold series of seven swords in the dark night and took seven steps back.

After the seven swords, the dark night suddenly took two steps back, stood there holding the sword, with a gloomy expression on his face.

It can be seen that he was a little poor in his skills for a while.

Yang Jun looked at him and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Is this what you let me see and give to that body?"

As soon as this question was asked, Hei Yebingliang's face was instantly flushed. Then he suddenly raised his head and stared at Yang Jun's eyes and asked loudly: "What kind of sword technique are you practicing? Why are there not in the Shishui Pavilion in the Murong family?"

Yang Jun was stunned, then chuckled and said sarcastically: "What? You haven't seen the secret of my sword technique, so you can't use the other person to use the other person to do it? Just like Murong Fu and Murong Bo in "The Legend of the Dragon and Eighteen Palms" face Duan Yu's Six-Meridian Divine Sword and Qiao Feng's Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing, they can never use the other person to do it, right? Because they have never seen the secret of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword and the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing? Hum?"

Yang Jun said it well, his legs suddenly exerted force, and his figure flashed in front of Hei Ye Bingliang. The vulture sword in his hand pierced at Hei Ye Bingliang's neck with a squirm.

The night was naturally unsuccessful and it was not solved so easily. With a single-finished sword, it would slash Yang Jun's vulture sword. Both swords were almost lightning. The moment the single-finished sword was about to hit the vulture sword, the vulture sword suddenly flashed with a black light and suddenly shrank back. The single-finished sword that did not hit the vulture sword naturally slashed the air, and the sword body was slashed over the head.

At this moment, Yang Jun's arms suddenly turned into a pair of sharp eagle claws and grabbed Hei Yebingliang's neck, and grabbed both claws with force...

"Crack!"

...

Everyone around was stunned by the sudden decision. The two people who were evenly matched just now actually decided to win and die in just a moment.

The dark night's bright black and white eyes looked at Yang Jun's face in a daze, and his claws were retracted without changing. As his claws turned back into human hands, he opened his mouth, but without saying anything, he turned into a white light and disappeared into the air.

The thick single-edge sword fell heavily to the ground, splashing a few points of dust.
Chapter completed!