Zhang Baoliang got up from the ground and found out that the Yang Haocheng he met was not a demon who used magic, but a super expert with peerless magic skills.
No, it's the hand of God.
Because he knew very well that the power of the sword he had just made was something he had never shown in his life. The sharp sword aura was the achievement he had dreamed of practicing swords throughout his life. However, Yang Haocheng just waved his sword to seal it in a diagonal way, and without seeing how to act, he had already sealed his invincible sword. Even the overwhelming momentum that was swinging the sky and swallowing thousands of miles was sealed, and even all his back momentum was sealed.
With this move alone, Zhang Baoliang knew that even if he practiced for another 30 or 300 years, he would not be able to break it. What's more, the other party then waved his palm and slapped it, blocking the fast horse that was running away, and hitting the horses soaring backwards. The powerful palm power could be easily retracted and released. Even the magic of immortals was just like this.
But there are really gods in this world?
When Zhang Baoliang was still wondering whether Yang Haocheng was a man or a god, Zhang Hongxin had already set off his posture, and the world was full of murderous death.
Yang Haocheng is not surprised when he stands, just like a general descending to earth!
The whole audience was silent and the needle could be heard.
The scorching sun is in the sky, and the earth appears bright under its illumination.
Rather than saying that this is a battle that determines the fate of the two, it is better to say that it is a battle that Yang Haocheng wants to kill or not.
The cold wind is strong, and under the scorching sun, it forms an unprecedented contrast.
Zhang Hongxin had a long sword in his hand, and looked at Yang Haocheng ten feet away, and suddenly said with a long smile: Happy Ah!I, Zhang Hongxin, have never met an opponent in more than 30 years, and I can have a good fight today!When the three thousand imperial guards Feilong disciples saw Zhang Hongxin's heroic attitude, they couldn't help but be ambitious and shouted and shouted, and their voices were shocked on the spot!
Yang Hao was calm and composed, and the Xuanyuan Sword was still in the sheath.
Zhang Hongxin shouted loudly, and immediately overwhelmed the three thousand cheers that cheered for him. He then shook his wrist and turned into a series of cold lights. He flew wildly in the space two feet in front of him, pushing towards Yang Haocheng step by step.
He used his subordinates to cheer and attacked with a thunderous posture.
It is impossible not to say that Zhang Hongxin, the 800,000 imperial guards coach, is not at all good. Judging from his posture, he can at least be among the top martial arts masters. Even compared to Qiao Feng and Murong Fu and others, he might as well give in.
No wonder the palace can always be kept from invasion by martial arts people. It seems that the imperial guards are still a place where the tigers and dragons are crouched.At least Zhang Hongxin in front of Yang Haocheng is not simple.
One zhang distance passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Hongxin's big sword transformed into many sword shadows, covering every key point of Yang Haocheng.
The big knife broke through the wind and shocked the audience.
Each knife is filled with Zhang Hongxin's invincible amazing qigong.
The three thousand flying dragon disciples were crazy and the sound of cheering was deafening.
Sun Yànting was so nervous that she was silent. Although she had confidence in Yang Hao, the immersed people still had to worry about Yang Hao. It was because there were no empty scholars under her reputation. Zhang Hongshen was the chief in charge of the 800,000 imperial guards. The palace has not been invaded by outsiders for many years. In addition to tens of thousands of elite soldiers, it was indeed because Zhang Hongshen had excellent skills and was alone, which made those powerful people in the world helpless.
Yang Haocheng always takes action, which has become his habit.
In front of Zhang Hongshen's overwhelming offensive, Yang Haocheng was like a strong grass in the wind, allowing the strong wind to blow.
In an instant, a change occurred in Yang Haocheng.A seemingly inaudible low moan sounded in Yang Haocheng's hand, and even the powerful sound of the big sword breaking the wind could not be covered.
The Xuanyuan Sword emerged from the sheath, like a green dragon ascending to the sky, and the great roc spread its wings. First, a ball of light suddenly exploded, turning into a day of light rain, facing the sword shadow that was slashing everywhere.
A series of sounds sounded like a sudden rain hitting the wind chime.
Crispy.
moving.
Countless impacts.
Flashing with intoxicating dreams.
Every little light rain, Xuanyuan Sword hits the tip of countless sword shadows like a dream.
Point the tip of the sword to the tip of the knife.Zhang Hongxin shouted loudly, and his body moved rapidly to the left and right lightning. Every change brought about a sword shadow all over the sky, like heavy rain and strong wind, attacking Yang Haocheng from different angles.
Yang Haochengzhuo stood still, but no matter how Zhang Hongxin attacked, the sword rain that exploded from his hand could always be pointed at the shadow of the sword and blocked the sword force.
Yang Haocheng, I will kill you!!Zhang Hongxin yelled in anger.
A loud roar completely changed his destiny.
Yang Haocheng, who originally intended to give him a way out, suddenly his face became dark. His hands were covered in blood. He wanted to create a seventh-level pagoda and let Zhang Hongxin go.
But he insisted on seeking death, which was really a sin and could not survive.
While blocking Zhang Hongxin's sword, Yang Haocheng said coldly and hatred: Zhang Hongxin, today is your death date!
Zhang Hongxin smiled at the sky and before he could answer, he strode a sword and attacked Yang Haocheng, shouting: Yang Haocheng, I, Zhang Hongxin, are not a vegetarian, I, look at me, take your life.
Yang Haocheng didn't expect Zhang Hongxin to rush to fight desperately.It all happened too quickly, and it started suddenly.
The sword force brought up the sand and dust in the square, and everything felt a suffocating pressure. Yang Haocheng and Zhang Hongxin were at least dozens of feet away from the center of the fighting arena, and they still felt the might of this sword. The pressure Yang Haocheng, who was attacking the core, can be imagined.
When the long sword was only four feet away from Yang Haocheng, Zhang Hongxin shouted loudly, gathered his skills and attacked at full speed.
This is the essence of Zhang Hongxin's sword skills throughout his life.
He has been famous for many years and has been casting internally forty years. He knew that Yang Haocheng's Xuanyuan Sword was extremely smart and clever. If he competed with Yang Haocheng in this regard, he would undoubtedly seek death. Therefore, he turned tricks into clumsiness. This sword was hard to attack and won with speed, angle, and momentum, which was very fierce.
Heaven and earth change color.
All the onlookers stopped breathing, only thousands of hearts beating with nervousness.
Yang Haocheng then moved.
As soon as the Xuanyuan Sword was moved, it slashed on the big sword that was slashing horizontally at high speed.
Xuanyuan Sword uses clumsy to control clumsy and has no tricks, and it cuts sideways about an inch behind the tip of the knife that Zhang Hongxin stabs.
A dull and uncomfortable sound came from the sword and sword fighting, and the sound waves shot into the eardrums of everyone around him, making people's heartbeat.
Zhang Hongxin watched the long sword about to hit Yang Haocheng, and his eyes flashed. Yang Haocheng's Xuanyuan Sword had already hit the big sword that had been drinking blood for many years at a speed that was difficult for his naked eyes to detect.
Zhang Hongxin knew something was wrong, so he used his divine power to shake the sword open and he picked it up forward. But he knew that Yang Haocheng's sword seemed clumsy and clever, and the changes were subtle. Although it was a horizontal slash, it was a shocking force hidden.
Bang!!
The Xuanyuan Sword did not pierce Zhang Hongxin's chest and hit Zhang Hongxin's long sword.
The long sword just touched the Xuanyuan Sword and was shaken away.With the long sword removed, Zhang Hongxin realized that the gap between him and Yang Haocheng was more than 100,800 miles, and it was simply impossible to measure it by distance.
Zhang Hongxin instantly had a strange feeling, death, so close.
Yang Hao inherited the Xuan Yuan sword like a white rainbow, and everyone suddenly felt the silver light in their eyes, as if they saw a sword flying from the immortal.
A sword shook the clouds.
A sword to seal the throat!
Zhang Hongxin let out a miserable hear, and the big sword flew out of his hand and flew more than three feet in front of him. However, his body rushed back, and a blood arrow spurted out from his throat and mouth. With a blast, he fell to the ground and died on the spot!
The whole audience was silent.
The three thousand imperial guards also caused this tragic change in an instant, shocking everyone's faces changed drastically and could not speak.
Seeing that the eldest brother was dead, Zhang Baoliang felt so sad that he could not help but let out a long roar and shouted: Brothers, kill this demon together to avenge the eldest brother!!
kill!
Kill this demon!!
Three thousand imperial guards rushed forward with their horses and rushed towards Yang Haocheng with an irreversible aura.
But everyone knows that this is just a moth to the fire, and there can only be one ending.
When Xuanyuan Swords fly, three thousand iron cavalry flew with blood and corpses are everywhere in the city!
On March 27th, the noble god will be in the southeast and the south will be in bad shape, and everything will not be appropriate.
According to later recollections, the city of Bianjing in the Song Dynasty turned into a purgatory on earth that day...
However, in the martial arts history in later generations, this is a great deal. In the martial arts world, some people finally achieved unprecedented feats.
Using force to challenge the supreme authority, defeating the imperial guards who are most proud of the palace, and greatly increasing the ambition of the wilderness of the world.
Every world who hears the news of Yang Haocheng making a big fuss in Bianjing is proud and cheers for it. Since ancient times, the government has been incompatible with each other...
The world is laughing, and everyone is cheering!
When grudges are gone, people will laugh, laugh at the sword, laugh at the world, laugh at the lonely heart, your heart is too high, you can't reach it; when the bright moon shines, the road is long, people will grow old, your heart will never grow old, you can't love, let go, you can't forget your goodness.It seems that flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, the surging rivers cannot be kept, they are full of ambitions and a proud and proud man, it turns out that heroes are lonely.Love freely, the piano is shining, the wine is poured, and I smiled at the sky, and I forgot all. The wine is as light as the wind, and I don’t want to love or hate...
No, it's the hand of God.
Because he knew very well that the power of the sword he had just made was something he had never shown in his life. The sharp sword aura was the achievement he had dreamed of practicing swords throughout his life. However, Yang Haocheng just waved his sword to seal it in a diagonal way, and without seeing how to act, he had already sealed his invincible sword. Even the overwhelming momentum that was swinging the sky and swallowing thousands of miles was sealed, and even all his back momentum was sealed.
With this move alone, Zhang Baoliang knew that even if he practiced for another 30 or 300 years, he would not be able to break it. What's more, the other party then waved his palm and slapped it, blocking the fast horse that was running away, and hitting the horses soaring backwards. The powerful palm power could be easily retracted and released. Even the magic of immortals was just like this.
But there are really gods in this world?
When Zhang Baoliang was still wondering whether Yang Haocheng was a man or a god, Zhang Hongxin had already set off his posture, and the world was full of murderous death.
Yang Haocheng is not surprised when he stands, just like a general descending to earth!
The whole audience was silent and the needle could be heard.
The scorching sun is in the sky, and the earth appears bright under its illumination.
Rather than saying that this is a battle that determines the fate of the two, it is better to say that it is a battle that Yang Haocheng wants to kill or not.
The cold wind is strong, and under the scorching sun, it forms an unprecedented contrast.
Zhang Hongxin had a long sword in his hand, and looked at Yang Haocheng ten feet away, and suddenly said with a long smile: Happy Ah!I, Zhang Hongxin, have never met an opponent in more than 30 years, and I can have a good fight today!When the three thousand imperial guards Feilong disciples saw Zhang Hongxin's heroic attitude, they couldn't help but be ambitious and shouted and shouted, and their voices were shocked on the spot!
Yang Hao was calm and composed, and the Xuanyuan Sword was still in the sheath.
Zhang Hongxin shouted loudly, and immediately overwhelmed the three thousand cheers that cheered for him. He then shook his wrist and turned into a series of cold lights. He flew wildly in the space two feet in front of him, pushing towards Yang Haocheng step by step.
He used his subordinates to cheer and attacked with a thunderous posture.
It is impossible not to say that Zhang Hongxin, the 800,000 imperial guards coach, is not at all good. Judging from his posture, he can at least be among the top martial arts masters. Even compared to Qiao Feng and Murong Fu and others, he might as well give in.
No wonder the palace can always be kept from invasion by martial arts people. It seems that the imperial guards are still a place where the tigers and dragons are crouched.At least Zhang Hongxin in front of Yang Haocheng is not simple.
One zhang distance passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Hongxin's big sword transformed into many sword shadows, covering every key point of Yang Haocheng.
The big knife broke through the wind and shocked the audience.
Each knife is filled with Zhang Hongxin's invincible amazing qigong.
The three thousand flying dragon disciples were crazy and the sound of cheering was deafening.
Sun Yànting was so nervous that she was silent. Although she had confidence in Yang Hao, the immersed people still had to worry about Yang Hao. It was because there were no empty scholars under her reputation. Zhang Hongshen was the chief in charge of the 800,000 imperial guards. The palace has not been invaded by outsiders for many years. In addition to tens of thousands of elite soldiers, it was indeed because Zhang Hongshen had excellent skills and was alone, which made those powerful people in the world helpless.
Yang Haocheng always takes action, which has become his habit.
In front of Zhang Hongshen's overwhelming offensive, Yang Haocheng was like a strong grass in the wind, allowing the strong wind to blow.
In an instant, a change occurred in Yang Haocheng.A seemingly inaudible low moan sounded in Yang Haocheng's hand, and even the powerful sound of the big sword breaking the wind could not be covered.
The Xuanyuan Sword emerged from the sheath, like a green dragon ascending to the sky, and the great roc spread its wings. First, a ball of light suddenly exploded, turning into a day of light rain, facing the sword shadow that was slashing everywhere.
A series of sounds sounded like a sudden rain hitting the wind chime.
Crispy.
moving.
Countless impacts.
Flashing with intoxicating dreams.
Every little light rain, Xuanyuan Sword hits the tip of countless sword shadows like a dream.
Point the tip of the sword to the tip of the knife.Zhang Hongxin shouted loudly, and his body moved rapidly to the left and right lightning. Every change brought about a sword shadow all over the sky, like heavy rain and strong wind, attacking Yang Haocheng from different angles.
Yang Haochengzhuo stood still, but no matter how Zhang Hongxin attacked, the sword rain that exploded from his hand could always be pointed at the shadow of the sword and blocked the sword force.
Yang Haocheng, I will kill you!!Zhang Hongxin yelled in anger.
A loud roar completely changed his destiny.
Yang Haocheng, who originally intended to give him a way out, suddenly his face became dark. His hands were covered in blood. He wanted to create a seventh-level pagoda and let Zhang Hongxin go.
But he insisted on seeking death, which was really a sin and could not survive.
While blocking Zhang Hongxin's sword, Yang Haocheng said coldly and hatred: Zhang Hongxin, today is your death date!
Zhang Hongxin smiled at the sky and before he could answer, he strode a sword and attacked Yang Haocheng, shouting: Yang Haocheng, I, Zhang Hongxin, are not a vegetarian, I, look at me, take your life.
Yang Haocheng didn't expect Zhang Hongxin to rush to fight desperately.It all happened too quickly, and it started suddenly.
The sword force brought up the sand and dust in the square, and everything felt a suffocating pressure. Yang Haocheng and Zhang Hongxin were at least dozens of feet away from the center of the fighting arena, and they still felt the might of this sword. The pressure Yang Haocheng, who was attacking the core, can be imagined.
When the long sword was only four feet away from Yang Haocheng, Zhang Hongxin shouted loudly, gathered his skills and attacked at full speed.
This is the essence of Zhang Hongxin's sword skills throughout his life.
He has been famous for many years and has been casting internally forty years. He knew that Yang Haocheng's Xuanyuan Sword was extremely smart and clever. If he competed with Yang Haocheng in this regard, he would undoubtedly seek death. Therefore, he turned tricks into clumsiness. This sword was hard to attack and won with speed, angle, and momentum, which was very fierce.
Heaven and earth change color.
All the onlookers stopped breathing, only thousands of hearts beating with nervousness.
Yang Haocheng then moved.
As soon as the Xuanyuan Sword was moved, it slashed on the big sword that was slashing horizontally at high speed.
Xuanyuan Sword uses clumsy to control clumsy and has no tricks, and it cuts sideways about an inch behind the tip of the knife that Zhang Hongxin stabs.
A dull and uncomfortable sound came from the sword and sword fighting, and the sound waves shot into the eardrums of everyone around him, making people's heartbeat.
Zhang Hongxin watched the long sword about to hit Yang Haocheng, and his eyes flashed. Yang Haocheng's Xuanyuan Sword had already hit the big sword that had been drinking blood for many years at a speed that was difficult for his naked eyes to detect.
Zhang Hongxin knew something was wrong, so he used his divine power to shake the sword open and he picked it up forward. But he knew that Yang Haocheng's sword seemed clumsy and clever, and the changes were subtle. Although it was a horizontal slash, it was a shocking force hidden.
Bang!!
The Xuanyuan Sword did not pierce Zhang Hongxin's chest and hit Zhang Hongxin's long sword.
The long sword just touched the Xuanyuan Sword and was shaken away.With the long sword removed, Zhang Hongxin realized that the gap between him and Yang Haocheng was more than 100,800 miles, and it was simply impossible to measure it by distance.
Zhang Hongxin instantly had a strange feeling, death, so close.
Yang Hao inherited the Xuan Yuan sword like a white rainbow, and everyone suddenly felt the silver light in their eyes, as if they saw a sword flying from the immortal.
A sword shook the clouds.
A sword to seal the throat!
Zhang Hongxin let out a miserable hear, and the big sword flew out of his hand and flew more than three feet in front of him. However, his body rushed back, and a blood arrow spurted out from his throat and mouth. With a blast, he fell to the ground and died on the spot!
The whole audience was silent.
The three thousand imperial guards also caused this tragic change in an instant, shocking everyone's faces changed drastically and could not speak.
Seeing that the eldest brother was dead, Zhang Baoliang felt so sad that he could not help but let out a long roar and shouted: Brothers, kill this demon together to avenge the eldest brother!!
kill!
Kill this demon!!
Three thousand imperial guards rushed forward with their horses and rushed towards Yang Haocheng with an irreversible aura.
But everyone knows that this is just a moth to the fire, and there can only be one ending.
When Xuanyuan Swords fly, three thousand iron cavalry flew with blood and corpses are everywhere in the city!
On March 27th, the noble god will be in the southeast and the south will be in bad shape, and everything will not be appropriate.
According to later recollections, the city of Bianjing in the Song Dynasty turned into a purgatory on earth that day...
However, in the martial arts history in later generations, this is a great deal. In the martial arts world, some people finally achieved unprecedented feats.
Using force to challenge the supreme authority, defeating the imperial guards who are most proud of the palace, and greatly increasing the ambition of the wilderness of the world.
Every world who hears the news of Yang Haocheng making a big fuss in Bianjing is proud and cheers for it. Since ancient times, the government has been incompatible with each other...
The world is laughing, and everyone is cheering!
When grudges are gone, people will laugh, laugh at the sword, laugh at the world, laugh at the lonely heart, your heart is too high, you can't reach it; when the bright moon shines, the road is long, people will grow old, your heart will never grow old, you can't love, let go, you can't forget your goodness.It seems that flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, the surging rivers cannot be kept, they are full of ambitions and a proud and proud man, it turns out that heroes are lonely.Love freely, the piano is shining, the wine is poured, and I smiled at the sky, and I forgot all. The wine is as light as the wind, and I don’t want to love or hate...
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