422 large reversal

The earth sword sect is good at endless sword moves.

The sword moves of Huashan sect are very simple, because Tianjian sect advocates the sword idea. But the Dijian sect is different. Every move can evolve into dozens of moves, which makes the sword technique extremely complex.

This set of Huashan sword technique was displayed in yangchunlin, and even Tang Yao couldn't help applauding.

"Yangchunlin is worthy of being my Huashan disciple. His sword skills are excellent."

"Are you still in the mood to praise my disciples?"

Wang runliang sneered, "soon, your disciples will be defeated."

"Don't underestimate Junhua."

Tang Yao didn't worry at all. Instead, he leisurely said, "he is a carefully trained disciple of our school. We believe in his strength."

"You are as arrogant as your apprentice!"

Wang runliang glanced, "Huashan sect will collapse sooner or later if it is managed by people like you!"

"The strength of Huashan sect can last for hundreds of years. Our Kendo is not extinct, which is the reason why we are strong."

"What you say is nonsense!"

Wang runliang snorted, "don't give me a chance. Once you give me a chance, I will defeat you and put you in a hopeless place!"

"You should change your temper."

Tang Yao sat there, laughing and asking Yang Yuansheng, the eldest disciple standing behind him.

"Yuansheng, look at him. Who will win?"

"Although younger martial brother Yang's sword technique is sharp, he is far from understanding the powerful meaning of the sword."

Yang Yuansheng said, "younger martial brother Yang will lose without three moves."

"Nonsense, Chunlin he will win!"

Wang runliang's words had just landed, and Chen Junhua over there had already picked up Yang Chunlin's sword with a sword.

"Your sword has skills but no intention."

Chen Junhua reminded Yang Chunlin, who was half kneeling there, "communicate well with your sword, which is not bad for you."

"Don't worry!"

Yang Chunlin seemed to be a little crazy, "one year later, I will take your head!"

With that, Yang Chunlin didn't even want his sword, and jumped down from the stargazer directly. Although it's a cliff of ten thousand feet, this person's lightness skill is good, and he won't die here.

"Chunlin..."

Wang runliang's eyes were red, but Tang Yao pressed his shoulder.

"It's time for him to experience something."

Tang Yao said, "you have kept him around for too long, Master Wang."

"Damn!"

Wang runliang gritted his teeth. "If something happens to my baby apprentice, I'm not finished with you!"

"Peace of mind, have the magnanimity of a master."

Tang Yao looked, and there were no other challengers on the stargazing platform.

"It seems that the young champion of this session of the sword debate is Chen Junhua of Tianjian school."

"This is the end of the aftertaste program. It's time to get to the point!"

Wang runliang urged.

"Well, well, since leader Wang is in such a hurry, I will officially announce that the sword debate will enter the second stage."

With that, Tang Yao stepped on the lightness skill and fell on the stargazer platform. "This seat will be the challenge leader, and the rest of the challengers, you can go on stage."

With Tang Yao, the elder protecting the sword and the elder holding the sword all flew down and stood on the edge of the stargazing platform. And Wang runliang could not wait to jump onto the stargazer.

"I will be the Lord of the western mountains this year!"

He seemed to win, and the elder holding the sword and the elder protecting the sword came together. The sword elder held Tang Yao's sword, while the sword elder held a silver basin.

"Headmaster Wang, let's start now."

Tang Yao stretched out his hand, first cleaned his hand in the basin of the sword elder, and then was about to take his sword. But at this time, the elder protecting the sword suddenly lifted the basin, and the clear water in it sprinkled on Tang Yao.

Almost subconsciously, Tang Yao threw up his sleeve to block the water curtain. The sword protecting elder directly pulled out Tang Yao's Xiyue sword from the sword holding elder's hand and stabbed at Tang Yao!

The sword elder was immediately shocked and pulled out his sword from behind, ready to help the leader. The leaders of xuanjian sect and Huangjian sect, who had been watching the excitement nearby, flew down one after another, jumped into the arena, and fought with the elder of Zhangjian.

Xia Yi was stunned by the sudden change on the field. Younger martial brother, did what he... Said come true? Elder sword protector, are you really working with the people of the Dijian sect to rebel?

"Jincheng, what are you doing?"

Tang Yao retreated and scolded the sword protecting elder in front of him.

"What are you doing? Do you need to ask?"

The sword protecting elder's voice was cold, and he chased Tang Yao to attack, "I want your life!"

"Sure enough!"

Chen Junhua is about to make a move, and the eldest martial brother Yang Yuansheng is faster!

He jumped up suddenly and jumped towards his master.

"Master, I'll help you!"

He showed his cloud dragon five signs in the air and shouted, "you thief, take your dog's life!"

In the blink of an eye, he had reached behind the sword elder, and a sword stabbed at the sword elder. But the sword guard elder was short and avoided his attack.

Yang Yuansheng fell beside his master and said to him, "master, apprentice, come to help you!"

"Yuansheng, you are not his opponent, hide quickly..."

Before Tang Yao finished speaking, Yang Yuansheng suddenly stabbed him in the ribs!

Tang Yao's eyes widened, and the sword guard elder's sword stabbed Tang Yao's throat!

"Get out!"

Wang runliang, the leader of the earth sword sect, suddenly started. He flew forward, and a record of three friends of old age, flew the sword of the sword elder, and kicked Yang Yuansheng away with one foot.

"Evil beast, unexpectedly kill the master!"

Wang runliang's hair was trembling, and his eyes were red, like an angry lion.

"Runliang..."

"Tang Yao, are you all right?"

Wang runliang held Tang Yao and glanced at his wound with concern.

"It doesn't matter. Why was this seat so fragile?"

Tang Yao stood firm, while Yang Yuansheng patted his kicked dirty clothes and looked at Wang runliang with a smile.

"Master Wang, don't you always want to be the leader of Xiyue? I killed Tang Yao, and you should be very happy."

"Fart your mother's dog!"

Wang runliang angrily scolded, "I want to be the Lord of the western mountains, relying on my skills, my swordsmanship! How could I ever use such a mean means! Thief villain, Tang Yao is not open-minded, how can you raise such a dog!"

"Don't be angry. Wait for this seat to ask clearly."

When Tang Yao and his disciples were talking, Chen Junhua had silently stood beside him, and the disciples of Huashan Tianjian sect and Dijian sect also faced off with the disciples of xuanjian sect and Huangjian sect.

Two disciples of xuanjian sect wanted to catch Xia Yi, but Li Fan kicked her to the ground.

"Younger martial brother... They, are they crazy..."

Xia Yi's face was pale and she didn't believe it. Why did she suddenly become like this?

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Li Fan is protecting Xia Yi, and over there, Tang Yao is still asking his apprentice about his wound.

"Yuansheng, why are you here?"