C296 Loser Fang Yi
C296 Loser Fang Yi
When Fang Yi heard this, he became furious in his heart and shouted sternly, "Junior, don't be arrogant! Don't think that you are great just because you defeated Sun Jianmu. He is the weakest among us three! "
As soon as he finished speaking, he formed a hand seal with his right hand. A sword light flashed and a Flying Sword appeared in front of him.
Then, he pointed his right hand forward, and the flying sword in front of him also rose into the air, flying towards Yang Ying.
Yang Ying hurriedly formed a hand seal when he saw this. The Sword Buzheng also appeared in front of him. Immediately, the Sword Buzheng turned into a sword light and faced Fang Yi's flying sword.
The two swords collided. A powerful true essence fluctuation was transmitted from the opponent's Flying Sword.
Yang Ying did not dare to be careless. He also urged the true essence to meet the attack.
The two Flying Sword were entangled in a fight just like that.
At this moment, a trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of Fang Yi's mouth. Another boor!
Immediately after, his right hand moved, and a white light flashed in the air, and it shot towards Yang Ying's chest.
This white light was his other Flying Sword.
Fang Yi had discovered this secret technique in an ancient ruin, and by chance, he had learned this secret technique.
Normally, when an ordinary cultivator was at the Golden Core Stage, they could only use one Flying Sword.
However, this secret technique allowed cultivators to use two Flying Sword at the same time when they were at the Golden Core Stage.
Moreover, the flying sword that he had used as a backup had already considered this situation when he had sought out a grandmaster to refine it. Its size was much smaller than an ordinary Flying Sword.
If one was not completely focused, it would be very difficult for an ordinary Golden Core Stage cultivator to lock onto the trajectory of this Flying Sword.
By relying on this secret technique, he had repeatedly killed opponents whose strength was similar to his. Not long ago, he had even killed a First Peak of Golden Core Stage opponent with his sword.
That was why he was very confident in this technique.
A trace of disdain flashed across his heart. A Minor Early Period of Golden Core Stage warrior is so arrogant! Now, let's go underground and be arrogant!
At this moment, Yang Ying's heart suddenly palpitated!
Something was not right. What was going on?
His heart palpitated violently!
Yang Ying knew that something was not right. He did not have time to think as his entire body began to tense up. At this moment, the Fixed Light Sword appeared in his hand.
At this moment, he discovered that there was a flash of sword light in front of him.
"Hmm? What is this?"
The speed of the sword light was very fast. In a flash, it had already arrived in front of Yang Ying.
Yang Ying was startled, and his hair stood on end.
He moved his body to the side, and then waved his right hand forward.
"Ding!" A metallic sound was heard.
The sword light made a turn in the front and flew towards Yang Ying once again.
Yang Ying saw what was happening. He took a step back with his right foot and waved the Fixed Light Sword in his hand again.
At this moment, he could clearly see that this was a shrunken version of the Flying Sword.
A trace of surprise flashed across Fang Yi's eyes when he looked at Yang Ying.
He never thought that this Early Period of Golden Core Stage Yang Ying in front of him would actually be able to lock onto the path of his Flying Sword.
He formed a hand seal. The shrunken version of the Flying Sword flashed once again, and flew towards Yang Ying.
Seeing this, Yang Ying knew that he couldn't continue like this.
He used the Fixed Light Sword in his hand to block the sword. Immediately after, he stomped his feet and flew towards Fang Yi.
A trace of shock flashed across Fang Yi's eyes. He didn't know why Yang Ying was rushing towards him.
However, a trace of uneasiness flashed across his heart.
The true essence underneath his feet burst forth, and he retreated backwards. At the same time, his shrunken version of the Flying Sword also stabbed towards Yang Ying's back.
Yang Ying didn't hesitate when he saw this. He disappeared from where he stood, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Fang Yi.
Immediately after, the Fixed Light Sword let out a whistling sound as it pierced towards Fang Yi.
When Fang Yi saw this, he had a bad feeling. At this moment, there was no magic weapon in his hand.
Moreover, he had been used to Flying Sword battles for a long time. Hence, he was already unfamiliar with close combat.
His entire body flashed to the side.
Yang Ying saw that his attack did not hit the target, so he took a step forward. Another horizontal sweep.
However, fang Yi didn't react in time. He was struck by the sword, and blood immediately flowed out from his wound.
At this time, his Flying Sword had already arrived behind Yang Ying, but it seemed like Yang Ying did not notice it.
He couldn't help but feel a trace of joy in his eyes.
Yang Ying had already locked onto Fang Yi's Flying Sword a long time ago. At this time, the Flying Sword flew over. He did not turn around but the Fixed Light Sword swept behind him and swept the Flying Sword to the side.
After that, his figure once again disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he was already behind Fang Yi.
"Puff!"
Fang Yi held his chest and looked at the long sword that pierced through his back. He still could not believe it.
Yang Ying pulled out the Fixed Light Sword and made a sword flower before putting it back into its sheath.
"No! Impossible!" Fang Yi looked at Yang Ying with disbelief.
On the platform, the fake image had already stood up.
A hint of anger flashed across his eyes. He did not expect that the kid called Yang Ying, even though he clearly knew that Fang Yi was his son, would still dare to make such a ruthless move!
As he stood up, a wave of pressure came from his body and pressed down on Yang Ying.
Yang Ying felt his body sink, but his heart was shocked.
He never thought that this fake image was also a Nascent Infant Stage!
Immediately, the pressure on his body became stronger and stronger, almost making him want to kneel down.
How could he give in? He gritted his teeth and held on.
When the fake saw that Yang Ying was still standing straight, he became even angrier.
A fierce light flashed across his eyes. After that, an even more majestic Qi emerged from his body and pressed down on Yang Ying.
The Great General frowned and was about to attack.
When the Prime Minister saw this, he looked at the Great General and shook his head.
When the Great General saw this, he forcefully stopped. However, his frown became even tighter.
At this moment, King Yaen Zhao's face sank slightly.
Immediately after, Elder Xia, who was behind King Yaen Zhao, took a step forward and let out a soft snort.
This soft snort sounded by the fake's ear.
The fake image only felt a wave of coldness rushing towards him. Its body could not help but pause, and the momentum of its entire body dissipated just like that.
At this moment, Yang Ying only felt cold sweat on his back. A gust of cold wind blew past, and he couldn't help but shiver.
At this moment, he finally understood the power of a Nascent Infant Stage.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart! He clenched his fists tightly, and the sound of bones cracking could be heard.
I want to become stronger! Become stronger!
At this time, there was already someone jogging all the way down, carrying Fang Yi down.
Yang Ying was furious in his heart. Was he going to go against the rules like this?
Since it's like this, then don't blame me!