Based on his vision and judgment, Yang Jie can be said to be a master swordsman. The sword never leaves his body, and his palms have a thick layer of calluses. This is something only seen in the hands of swordsmen who have been using swords for many years.

And he also knew something about Yang Jie.

In Leifeng Courtyard, the Yang brothers are said to be united in swords and united in heart.

Yang Fan is good at using a knife, while Yang Jie is good at using a sword. Yang Jie's sword is called a fast sword.

UI.

When the speed reaches a certain level, pieces of paper can penetrate mountains.

Yang Jie's fast sword is said to be unstoppable.

The battle between quick sword and sword intention is destined to be very exciting.

Yang Jie's strength is obvious to all, and Mo Yang, from the beginning to now, although he has rarely used his sword, he will win with his sword.

Two genius swordsmen, who can win the game?

"Hehe... A genius who has understood the peak sword intention. I really want to know whether your sword is more powerful or my fast sword is better."

"I want to know too!"

Yang Jie smiled again and said: "I compliment you a lot, you really take it seriously. Ever since I, Yang Jie, started practicing swordsmanship, no one has been able to beat me in the art of swordsmanship."

"That's because you didn't meet me!"

Miso miso......

After the words fell, two clanging sounds sounded, the sword came out, and the person moved!

The sword in Yang Jie's hand was only two fingers wide, but as soon as he stepped onto the stage, the long sword emitted a sword light. Just by pulling out the sword, it was already too fast to see clearly.

At the same time, Mo Yang put away all his emotions and held the Green Dragon Sword in his hand.

This battle is the most difficult battle for him to this day. Yang Jie should not be underestimated.

But he is not a vegetarian either.

Two clanging sword sounds sounded, and two figures in the field collided instantly.

"Yang Fan, in your opinion, can Yang Jie defeat Mo Yang?" Xiao Buyu stood under the ring and said.

"Disaster!"

Yang Fan said directly: "Yang Jie's fast sword is indeed unstoppable, but Mo Yang's peak sword intention is even more terrifying and difficult!"

"But..." Yang Fan turned around and smiled: "If Yang Jie wants to win, he will definitely use his most proud move, and Mo Yang will definitely lose."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Xiao Buyu smiled slightly.

Three months ago, he lost face in front of Class Nine, and now, it was time to regain his face.

No matter what, Team Four will definitely win this battle.

His target is Senior Class Three, Wang Xinyu.

If he didn't take care of that girl, Xiao Buyu would never have peace in his heart.

Ding ding ding…

At this moment, on the ring, two figures were shuttled back and forth, with heavy shadows of swords.

Yang Jie's sword is very fast. He draws the sword quickly and retracts the sword even faster.

But what surprised everyone was that Mo Yang's sword was also extremely fast.

"Pastor, look, Mo Yang..."

"Of course I don't doubt Mo Yang's swordsmanship, but he lacks much fighting experience compared to Yang Jie. Even if he wins this battle..." Mu Yun did not say the next words.

Even if he wins this battle, Mo Yang will probably pay the price.

But now, everything is undecided, and human potential is unlimited. How far Mo Yang can grow depends entirely on himself.

"Nine Heaven-Slaying Styles, Heaven-Destroying Styles!"

With a low shout, the green dragon sword in Mo Yang's hand moved like a dragon and a snake, the sword light poured out, and an invisible artistic conception enveloped the entire arena.

Sword intent!

The power of the sword intention not only improves the progress of the warrior's own realm, but at the moment when the sword intention is displayed, the entire world becomes the swordsman's world. In the area covered by the sword intention, the swordsman is the supreme and invincible.

As soon as the sword intention came out, Yang Jie, who was surrounded by Mo Yang's sword intention, became sluggish in his sword movement.

Naturally, Mo Yang would not let go of this moment.

With a puff, catching Yang Jie's mistake, Mo Yang stabbed out with his sword, and blood flowed down Yang Jie's arm.

Looking at the blood on his shoulder, Yang Jie smiled and slowly lowered the sword in his hand.

"You hurt me? How dare you hurt me!"

Yang Jiejie smiled strangely. The speed of the long sword in his hand changed, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, like a butterfly dancing, light and ethereal.

"Originally I wanted to play with you, but now, it's no longer necessary."

Yang Jie shouted loudly and roared: "The dragon roars for nine days, the phoenix roars for thousands of miles, and the killing god Thousand Feather Sword!"

Following this low shout, Yang Jie's entire body rose into the air.

The swishing sword energy was getting faster and faster with the swing of his arms.

"That's it!"

When Yang Fan saw this scene, his eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

Swish, swish, swish...

On the ring, Yang Jie's figure flew up, sword after sword, each sword was faster than the other, the speed was getting faster and faster, and sword energy was shot out from the tip of the long sword.

Those sword energies were accumulated together and did not shoot towards Mo Yang.

At this moment, seeing this scene, Mo Yang's expression changed.

The green dragon sword floated slowly in his hand.

There were no gorgeous moves or dazzling sword light. The green dragon sword circled around Mo Yang's body and then floated in front of Mo Yang quietly.

At this point, Mo Yang stood still, motionless, just looking at Yang Jie in front of him.

Most people in the field looked at the two people in the field strangely, and only a few people understood that the two were now engaged in a final competition.

Who wins and who loses is determined by one move.

"The Killing God Thousand Feather Sword!"

"The words of the Sword God!"

Two low shouts sounded at the same time.

The next moment, the sword energy that filled the sky around Yang Jie surged in speed like thousands of flying swords, and a circular rain of swords rushed directly towards Mo Yang.

At the same time, the sword light around Mo Yang reached extremely high speed and all flew towards Mo Yang.

Ding ding ding…

Weird sounds sounded around Mo Yang, and those sword lights rushed forward one after another, approaching Mo Yang.

Seeing that there was nothing in front of Mo Yang, only a sword floating quietly, but Yang Jie's sword light was still unable to break through the defense.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Yang Jie's face turned pale, he cursed secretly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. In an instant, the sword light in the sky turned blood red.

Bang...

Taking a step back, facing the blood-red sword light, Mo Yang's expression changed and he took a step back.

"Although I can't kill you, the sword power I have accumulated now is enough to seriously injure you!"

Mo Yang shouted low, and the sword in his hand suddenly changed direction.

The long sword that was originally standing upright became horizontal, with the tip pointing directly at Yang Jie.

"The game ends here!"

The corners of Mo Yang's mouth raised slightly, and the long sword suddenly thrust out.

Wow…

In an instant, a rain of swords fell directly from the sky, like heavy rain pouring down.

At this moment, the sky was full of sword light, approaching Yang Jie. This time, the sharpness and density of the sword light were more than ten times stronger than before, but the target of the attack became Yang Jie.

Puff puff……

The sword rain poured down, Yang Jie wanted to hide, but at this moment, there was nowhere to hide.

The sky is full of sword rain, and all targets are him!

"Damn it!"
To be continued...