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"Clang!"

Although Huang Kong knew about sword kinesis, it was obviously not as good as Xue Yang's.

The stick had never held the upper hand.

Seeing Huang Kong spitting out blood, Xue Yang immediately dropped to the ground, took a step forward and anxiously asked: "Sorry, my attacks were too heavy, I never thought that since you know how to use the Imperial Sword Technique, you would still be able to use such a weak stick … … "I am truly sorry …"

Of course, Xue Yang was a little worried, he did not want to encounter such a thing the moment he entered the A Class Special Guard. This would likely make it difficult for him to fit into the group, but the others only thought that Xue Yang was mocking him for his trump card.

The guy dressed in Ultraman's clothes bellowed and rushed towards Xue Yang.

The moment his fist swung out, there was actually a sonic boom.

"The charge punch of the Meng Clan of Hedong City!"

Lin Tiantian's eyes lit up, and said: "Although the Meng family has only risen to prominence in the last twenty years, and the charge punch is also a fist technique that has just risen to fame, but this charge punch is not soft at all! Just as the name implies, the charge punch has the ability to charge into battle.

For a person like Lin Tiantian to praise the charge punch so highly, it could be seen that it truly had its own pride.

It was just that Xue Yang knew some fist techniques.

Xue Yang threw the flexible sword at Lin Tiantian and bellowed, he had already activated Dragon Fist.

After coming in contact with the Divine Dragon Great Art, Xue Yang knew that the Dragon Fist had three levels as well.

The overbearing and mighty Yellow Dragon Fist.

His moves were nimble but they carried a heavy Celestial Dragon Fist.

The Divine Dragon Fist combined all of the advantages of the Yellow Dragon Fist.

Xue Yang was currently using the Yellow Dragon Fist.

When the Yellow Dragon Fist and the charge punch met, both of their bodies simultaneously trembled.

Xue Yang felt that terrifying force, and his eyes lit up as he said: "As expected of the charge punch, what a hard fist!"

Xue Yang had never seen anyone who was able to compete with the Dragon Fist in fist techniques.

"The good ones are yet to come!"

Altman let out a cold snort. His previously tyrannical fist suddenly underwent a tremendous change.

The domineering aura suddenly turned soft, and the charge suddenly became endless.

Someone from the surrounding immediately exclaimed: "This is the true essence of the charge punch! Although it had the power of a charge, it contained endless changes! When the transformation was combined with the charge, it formed an unparalleled boxing style! charge punch is indeed one of the top ten fist techniques! "

Lin Tiantian's eyes lit up, and said: This time, I'm afraid that he will escape by flying into the sky!

Not only did Lin Tiantian think so, everyone else, even the vice-captain thought the same.

What surprised everyone was that even Xue Yang's fist technique had changed.

Xue Yang's fists suddenly became soft, suddenly became endless, and suddenly became light and orderly!

This was the Celestial Dragon Fist!

Thus, the charge punch and the charge punch became entangled.

There was no way to tell who would win or lose!

The surrounding people's eyeballs were about to pop out from their sockets.

No one could believe what made Xue Yang become such a prodigy.

He actually had the same fist technique as the charge punch?

Oh no, it's not the same.

In the next moment, everyone suddenly realized that Xue Yang's fist techniques were completely different from the charge punch.

Because Xue Yang's fist technique had changed once again.

This time, Xue Yang's fist techniques were not only overbearing and powerful, but also agile and orderly, unexpectedly combining the first two changes perfectly!

Altman's eyes froze. Before he could even react, Xue Yang's fist had smashed into his chest, and he was sent flying.

"Hua!"

This time, the uproar was finally completely set ablaze.

"Where the hell did this guy come from?"

"Yang Hu is the fastest, not as fast as him."

"Er Ying can fly, but not as fast as him."

"Huang Kong can control the sword, but not as well as him."

"Guanghong's charge punch is so brave and ferocious, it is listed as one of the top ten fist arts. It's not even comparable to his fist arts."

"How can there be such a monstrous person in this world?"

At this time, the Paladin, who had not made a move all this time, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes shot out a sharp ray of light and fiercely kicked the bottom of the white horse, which immediately scurried out like lightning. The white horse raised the Holy Sword in its hand high up, and under the light of the sun, it exploded with a dazzling light.

Everyone was intimidated by this honorable sword strike!

"Worthy of being the strongest member of the [A] class special forces, what a tyrannical strike!"

Xue Yang heard the discussions around him, but he did not care, because he was completely focused on this sword, his mind was already focused.

Xue Yang had to concentrate because he could feel a terrifying killing intent from this sword.

Even though he was a master at the peak of the Dragon Mark Realm, he still felt scared.

The strongest member of the [A] class special forces was actually this powerful.

The sword slashed down majestically, as if it had locked onto Xue Yang.

All of Xue Yang's escape routes were ruthlessly slashed apart by the sword at the same time.

Xue Yang could neither move forward nor retreat. He could neither move towards the left nor move towards the right.

The only thing Xue Yang could do was to use violence to suppress violence and become stronger.

"Go!"

Xue Yang's eyes flashed, and a purple sword appeared in his hand.

Purple was the color of an emperor.

Purple also meant that it was powerful and domineering.

Paladin's sword was straight, Xue Yang's sword was straight as well.

Both swords were very straight.

But Xue Yang was able to strike out ten times in a split-second.

Thirteen Stings of the Dragon Sword.

Xue Yang had already thrusted out the first ten times in an instant.

Xue Yang only knew these ten thorns, and it pierced right through his head.

Paladin's sword was too powerful, he had no choice but to do so.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

Xue Yang's sword was not slow at all, and in an instant, the sound of ten metal clashing became one point.

Yes.

After clashing ten times, there was only one sound, showing just how fast Xue Yang's speed was.

When Xue Yang unleashed his first sword strike, the Holy Sword's power was like a hot knife through butter.

When Xue Yang brandished the sixth sword strike, the holy sword stopped for a moment.

When Xue Yang unleashed the tenth strike, the holy sword's momentum had already reached its peak.

Xue Yang should have been able to escape this time, but he did not do so, because the sword strike from the Paladin had fused his body and mind into the sword.

He felt the first ten stabs of the Thirteen Stings of the Dragon Sword, and saw that the Holy Sword was already an inch away from his head, still thinking about the sword.

In that instant, it was too late for Paladin to retract her sword.

The crowd burst into an uproar.

Although they had been fighting with Xue Yang using their killing techniques from the very beginning, none of them really wanted to kill him.

No one wanted to see Xue Yang's head being sliced open by a sword.

The vice-captain also opened his eyes wide and rushed forward like a bolt of lightning.

No matter what, Xue Yang had been arranged by the vice team leader, so no one could let him die just like that.

However, even if the vice-captain wanted to stop him, it would be too late.

At this time, there was only one person who had enough time to save Xue Yang.

That was Xue Yang himself.

Xue Yang could already feel the pain when the sword wind touched his head, but right at this moment, he opened his eyes wide.

His eyes were filled with joy.

"Eleven!"

In that instant, Xue Yang was enlightened by the Paladin's sword and comprehended the eleventh thrust of the Thirteen Stings of the Dragon Sword.

Xue Yang's purple sword immediately pierced forward like lightning.

This was also an extremely overbearing and honorable strike.

However, no one could describe the speed at which the sword thrust out.

It was like a bolt of lightning that suddenly stabbed out three feet.

What was the speed of lightning?

So when everyone was still worried for Xue Yang, Xue Yang's sword tip had already heavily tapped the Holy Sword's blade.

"Clang!"

"Pah!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out as the Holy Sword was suddenly cut in half. The colossal force that could topple mountains and overturn the seas was immediately dispersed!

Paladin's entire person was almost flipped over by this huge force, the white horses galloping and howling!

"Hua!"

The crowd instantly burst into an uproar.

No one had expected this scene.

The Paladin was an [A] Class expert who was only second to the captain and vice-captain. However, even his openly powerful sword attack was broken by Xue Yang, but Xue Yang was already the [A] Class expert?

Could it be that Xue Yang was even enough to challenge the vice-captain?

Where did this guy come from? How did he possess such powerful strength?

Maybe, he could even join an [S] class expert team?

There were still people at the side wanting to continue challenging Xue Yang, but the vice-captain had already frowned and shouted out: "Enough, isn't that embarrassing enough? With so many people, who can't even beat one person, you still have the nerve to continue attacking!"

Those people all retreated with sullen expressions.

The vice-captain looked at Xue Yang and said, "Follow me."

Although Xue Yang did not know what the vice-captain wanted to do, he nodded and followed the vice-captain over.

Lin Tiantian naturally followed them, the vice-captain did not stop them.

The vice-captain brought Xue Yang and into a building, and then ascended the stairs to the third floor, and entered one of the rooms.

When Xue Yang entered the house, he was immediately stunned.

There were two people sitting in the room.

One of them was the vice team leader of the dragon-group who had met Xue Yang yesterday, and the other one was …

"You are here too?"

Xue Yang immediately shouted out in shock.

There weren't many things that could surprise Xue Yang, but there was one right in front of his eyes.

Because the person who sat with the vice team leader was dressed in white, with an essay on the side of his waist and a smile on his face, causing people to feel like spring breeze. It was none other than the second mister of Hundred Ghosts!

Xue Yang never dreamed that the Second Elder would appear in this place.

The second master smiled at Xue Yang and said: "Please take a seat."

Although Xue Yang hid his stomach of suspicions, he had no choice but to sit down.

The vice-captain also sat down.

This young lady had never cared about such red tape.

The deputy chief smiled amiably and said: "Initially, Second Master bet with me that you would be able to reach this place, but I didn't quite believe him. After all, those kids have more or less some strength, and that Holy Sword of the Holy Sword has even killed countless Blood Clan and undead race souls. I didn't expect you to be able to barge into this place. You have given me a small surprise. "

Xue Yang immediately replied: I don't dare to say it, I don't dare to say it.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

Second Elder suddenly laughed: "Xue Yang, do you know the specific situation of the forces under Big Boss' command?"

Hearing this question, Xue Yang raised his eyebrows: "The big boss has the Hundred Ghosts under his command, the Hundred Ghosts has eleven mister, while the second mister is the strongest, the big boss is only a puppet, he is obviously not as strong as the second mister."