When Concubine Su Xiang asked Yang Haocheng playfully if he was moved, he, who had always been unscrupulous, became embarrassed.
Seeing Yang Haocheng's embarrassment, Concubine Su Xiang smiled and said with a princess: I'm teasing you, come on, let's gesture.I haven't had a fight with anyone for a long time, and my hands are very itchy. I heard that your swordsmanship is very powerful. If you don't break it with you for hundreds of rounds, it will be hard to bear it. You have to do your best and you must beat me to make my whole body comfortable, otherwise... Otherwise... she felt embarrassed to say this.
Hearing such ambiguous words and his voice was so delicate, Yang Haocheng couldn't help but feel his heart waving, his eyes fixed on Su Xiangfei's delicate face.
Take the call.
While Yang Haocheng was still in a daze, Concubine Su Xiang's sword had already arrived in front of Yang Haocheng. Fortunately, Yang Haocheng's reaction was not comparable to that of ordinary people. He looked slightly sideways, flashed across the sword's edge, and shouted: Good come.
Card!
Yang Haocheng naturally couldn't use the Xuanyuan Sword to deal with such a beautiful beauty. He gently folded the branch on the tree and had an extra trunk in his hand.
When Concubine Su Xiang saw it, she couldn't help but say: What?You just use this to fight me?What I have in my hands are the famous swords and phoenixes of the world.
Yang Haocheng smiled and said: Although swords can increase the power of swordsmen, the real swordsmanship means that there is no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart. Everything in the world can be a sword!Haven't you heard of it?
Concubine Su Xiang said in surprise: Have you reached the unity of man and sword?Then I need to ask for advice even more.As he said that, he flew with the phoenix sword in his hand, and suddenly he realized that it was boundless...
The Heluan sword in Su Xiangfei's hand was like black lightning after black lightning that tore up the sky, containing the power of ten thousand pounds quickly slashing towards Yang Haocheng. The power of each sword was the same, not increasing a point, not missing a little.
With endless changes in the sword trajectory, Yang Haocheng's branches never touched it and was always dodging.
Every time Su Xiangfei waved her sword move, she and the Luan Sword were like the fairy dance in a girl's light dance, elegantly and movingly breaking out a dazzling offensive, and Mo Ze kept searching for Yang Haocheng's flaws.
No matter from that point of view, Yang Haocheng could knock down Concubine Su Xiang without three moves, but he was willing to play with the other party and blindly defend but not attacking.
There is no absolute flawless defensive in the world. Concubine Su Xiang is also a smart person. Every fencing blows by like a breeze, and she spares no effort to find every weakness of Yang Haocheng.
Concubine Su Xiang is worthy of being one of the seven princesses in the Black God Concubine Palace. She shouted loudly, shouted and attacked again with Luan Jian.
She cut it out with one sword, as if it was thunder and lightning.
The tip of the long sword buzzed and vibrated, and suddenly it turned into a crowd of numerous spots, which was better than the dazzling sword rain that was raining rain.
Yang Haocheng closed his eyes with a smile, time seemed to have stopped completely, and he seemed to dissolve into a vast ocean, clearly reflecting every ups and downs, fluctuations and ripples of the sea water.
Concubine Su Xiang's sword energy and sword shadow had already enveloped the entire world. In a solemn environment, Yang Haocheng did not move at all.
The trees are quiet, the wind does not stop.
The branch in Yang Haocheng's hand suddenly shook lightly and hit it out for the first time.
The branches hit Su Xiangfei's long sword and rushed through the void and broke through the airflow. The branches were like spiritual energy everywhere, with blue lights flourishing, and then the light gradually became brighter and brighter than the sun.
Concubine Su Xiang's endless sword rain suddenly disappeared without a trace, as fast as if she had never happened before.
Concubine Su Xiang stepped forward several feet quickly, and her footwork and directions changed one after another, making it impossible to understand where she finally positioned. The long sword came out quickly and stabbed directly towards Yang Haocheng.
The sword is dying and murderous.
Every sword was shot, and he could not avoid Yang Haocheng's touch. He held the tree trunk in his right hand and blocked it down. With a tingling sound, time was just right and hit the tip of her sword.
Then his shoulders sank and he rushed towards her face.
The action was done in one go, coherent and flawless.
Under the impact of huge force, Su Xiangfei's delicate body trembled, and the sword style could no longer be extended. She twisted her waist and flashed to the side with an extremely graceful and graceful posture, looking for another opportunity to draw the sword.
Yang Haocheng ignored it and stood quietly again.
Su Xiangfei's long sword suddenly burst out again with a gorgeous sword shadow all over the sky. A long sword seemed to have turned into thousands of sterns, and it was painted with clever and exquisite arcs in the air. There were blooming beautiful sword flowers on all sides, so beautiful that they could kill people.
Seeing this scene, Yang Haocheng couldn't help but exclaim, not because of how powerful she is, but because of her charm and beauty when she danced in the sword, which was natural.
Look at the trick!Seeing that Yang Haocheng was so calm, Concubine Su Xiang couldn't help but shout.
Yang Haocheng smiled slightly, the tree trunk shook, slowly passed through the layers of sword rain blade shadows, and accurately hit the sword. Although the speed was not as fast as her lightning, it could make the opponent's weapon come up as if it was on his own.
If it were ordinary people's thinking, using tree trunks to block sharp swords, even if there were a hundred pieces of them, they would not be enough to cut them.But the fact is not the case. The tree trunk in Yang Haocheng's hand was not cut off, but instead shocked Concubine Su Xiang's arm to numb.
Yang Haocheng smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, and his unusual senses sensitively detected that the other party's momentum had declined, and he was no longer as strong as before.
The true energy penetrates the tree trunk, making a buzzing sound of soul-catching from the inside.
Yang Haocheng suddenly lifted the tree trunk and drew a beautiful arc, slashing it out fiercely, with a faint sound of wind and thunder, and devoted himself to the sword.
Using the trunk of a tree as a sword is actually more powerful than any sharp sword in the world. I am afraid that only Yang Haocheng can do this.
The extremely sharp sword that fell in Su Xiangfei's eyes seemed to contain thousands of thunder, but it also had a flowing and light wind. The tree trunk without sharp edges and blades seemed to change thousands of tiny angles like lightning, making her unable to figure out where the other party's final sword drop would be.
Concubine Su Xiang had long lost her confidence, so how could she dare to easily block her sharpness? She swung her long sword and her sword rain wanted to confuse Yang Haocheng's eyes were dazzled and his delicate body moved northward.
Snow is flying all over the sky!
Concubine Su Xiang shouted softly. Under the strong wrist force, the sword tip exploded with colorful snowflakes blooming all over the sky. Each snowflake was turned by her hand that was not as powerful as the naked eye, creating a suction force, trying to lead Yang Haocheng's trunk to the side.
The trunk in Yang Haocheng's hand was like a fish in water. Instead, it followed the vortex suction of the snowflakes and turned around and wrapped around the long sword in Su Xiangfei's hand.
Be careful!Yang Haocheng suddenly screamed, then laughed, and the tree trunk unexpectedly suddenly left his hand.
when!The trunk hit He Luan Jian, and Concubine Su Xiang's hand was shocked, her whole body was numb, and the He Luan Jian fell in an uproar in his palm...
Losing, so natural.
In the eyes of Concubine Su Xiang could no longer say anything except endless admiration.
Seeing Yang Haocheng's embarrassment, Concubine Su Xiang smiled and said with a princess: I'm teasing you, come on, let's gesture.I haven't had a fight with anyone for a long time, and my hands are very itchy. I heard that your swordsmanship is very powerful. If you don't break it with you for hundreds of rounds, it will be hard to bear it. You have to do your best and you must beat me to make my whole body comfortable, otherwise... Otherwise... she felt embarrassed to say this.
Hearing such ambiguous words and his voice was so delicate, Yang Haocheng couldn't help but feel his heart waving, his eyes fixed on Su Xiangfei's delicate face.
Take the call.
While Yang Haocheng was still in a daze, Concubine Su Xiang's sword had already arrived in front of Yang Haocheng. Fortunately, Yang Haocheng's reaction was not comparable to that of ordinary people. He looked slightly sideways, flashed across the sword's edge, and shouted: Good come.
Card!
Yang Haocheng naturally couldn't use the Xuanyuan Sword to deal with such a beautiful beauty. He gently folded the branch on the tree and had an extra trunk in his hand.
When Concubine Su Xiang saw it, she couldn't help but say: What?You just use this to fight me?What I have in my hands are the famous swords and phoenixes of the world.
Yang Haocheng smiled and said: Although swords can increase the power of swordsmen, the real swordsmanship means that there is no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart. Everything in the world can be a sword!Haven't you heard of it?
Concubine Su Xiang said in surprise: Have you reached the unity of man and sword?Then I need to ask for advice even more.As he said that, he flew with the phoenix sword in his hand, and suddenly he realized that it was boundless...
The Heluan sword in Su Xiangfei's hand was like black lightning after black lightning that tore up the sky, containing the power of ten thousand pounds quickly slashing towards Yang Haocheng. The power of each sword was the same, not increasing a point, not missing a little.
With endless changes in the sword trajectory, Yang Haocheng's branches never touched it and was always dodging.
Every time Su Xiangfei waved her sword move, she and the Luan Sword were like the fairy dance in a girl's light dance, elegantly and movingly breaking out a dazzling offensive, and Mo Ze kept searching for Yang Haocheng's flaws.
No matter from that point of view, Yang Haocheng could knock down Concubine Su Xiang without three moves, but he was willing to play with the other party and blindly defend but not attacking.
There is no absolute flawless defensive in the world. Concubine Su Xiang is also a smart person. Every fencing blows by like a breeze, and she spares no effort to find every weakness of Yang Haocheng.
Concubine Su Xiang is worthy of being one of the seven princesses in the Black God Concubine Palace. She shouted loudly, shouted and attacked again with Luan Jian.
She cut it out with one sword, as if it was thunder and lightning.
The tip of the long sword buzzed and vibrated, and suddenly it turned into a crowd of numerous spots, which was better than the dazzling sword rain that was raining rain.
Yang Haocheng closed his eyes with a smile, time seemed to have stopped completely, and he seemed to dissolve into a vast ocean, clearly reflecting every ups and downs, fluctuations and ripples of the sea water.
Concubine Su Xiang's sword energy and sword shadow had already enveloped the entire world. In a solemn environment, Yang Haocheng did not move at all.
The trees are quiet, the wind does not stop.
The branch in Yang Haocheng's hand suddenly shook lightly and hit it out for the first time.
The branches hit Su Xiangfei's long sword and rushed through the void and broke through the airflow. The branches were like spiritual energy everywhere, with blue lights flourishing, and then the light gradually became brighter and brighter than the sun.
Concubine Su Xiang's endless sword rain suddenly disappeared without a trace, as fast as if she had never happened before.
Concubine Su Xiang stepped forward several feet quickly, and her footwork and directions changed one after another, making it impossible to understand where she finally positioned. The long sword came out quickly and stabbed directly towards Yang Haocheng.
The sword is dying and murderous.
Every sword was shot, and he could not avoid Yang Haocheng's touch. He held the tree trunk in his right hand and blocked it down. With a tingling sound, time was just right and hit the tip of her sword.
Then his shoulders sank and he rushed towards her face.
The action was done in one go, coherent and flawless.
Under the impact of huge force, Su Xiangfei's delicate body trembled, and the sword style could no longer be extended. She twisted her waist and flashed to the side with an extremely graceful and graceful posture, looking for another opportunity to draw the sword.
Yang Haocheng ignored it and stood quietly again.
Su Xiangfei's long sword suddenly burst out again with a gorgeous sword shadow all over the sky. A long sword seemed to have turned into thousands of sterns, and it was painted with clever and exquisite arcs in the air. There were blooming beautiful sword flowers on all sides, so beautiful that they could kill people.
Seeing this scene, Yang Haocheng couldn't help but exclaim, not because of how powerful she is, but because of her charm and beauty when she danced in the sword, which was natural.
Look at the trick!Seeing that Yang Haocheng was so calm, Concubine Su Xiang couldn't help but shout.
Yang Haocheng smiled slightly, the tree trunk shook, slowly passed through the layers of sword rain blade shadows, and accurately hit the sword. Although the speed was not as fast as her lightning, it could make the opponent's weapon come up as if it was on his own.
If it were ordinary people's thinking, using tree trunks to block sharp swords, even if there were a hundred pieces of them, they would not be enough to cut them.But the fact is not the case. The tree trunk in Yang Haocheng's hand was not cut off, but instead shocked Concubine Su Xiang's arm to numb.
Yang Haocheng smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, and his unusual senses sensitively detected that the other party's momentum had declined, and he was no longer as strong as before.
The true energy penetrates the tree trunk, making a buzzing sound of soul-catching from the inside.
Yang Haocheng suddenly lifted the tree trunk and drew a beautiful arc, slashing it out fiercely, with a faint sound of wind and thunder, and devoted himself to the sword.
Using the trunk of a tree as a sword is actually more powerful than any sharp sword in the world. I am afraid that only Yang Haocheng can do this.
The extremely sharp sword that fell in Su Xiangfei's eyes seemed to contain thousands of thunder, but it also had a flowing and light wind. The tree trunk without sharp edges and blades seemed to change thousands of tiny angles like lightning, making her unable to figure out where the other party's final sword drop would be.
Concubine Su Xiang had long lost her confidence, so how could she dare to easily block her sharpness? She swung her long sword and her sword rain wanted to confuse Yang Haocheng's eyes were dazzled and his delicate body moved northward.
Snow is flying all over the sky!
Concubine Su Xiang shouted softly. Under the strong wrist force, the sword tip exploded with colorful snowflakes blooming all over the sky. Each snowflake was turned by her hand that was not as powerful as the naked eye, creating a suction force, trying to lead Yang Haocheng's trunk to the side.
The trunk in Yang Haocheng's hand was like a fish in water. Instead, it followed the vortex suction of the snowflakes and turned around and wrapped around the long sword in Su Xiangfei's hand.
Be careful!Yang Haocheng suddenly screamed, then laughed, and the tree trunk unexpectedly suddenly left his hand.
when!The trunk hit He Luan Jian, and Concubine Su Xiang's hand was shocked, her whole body was numb, and the He Luan Jian fell in an uproar in his palm...
Losing, so natural.
In the eyes of Concubine Su Xiang could no longer say anything except endless admiration.
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