Dragon Sword God

Chapter 15

Yang Feng's expression was full of disdain, and he was so confident that he was almost arrogant.

"The burial place of the gods didn't take your life. You should cherish it. Seeing you rushing to fight so impatiently, you must have had some adventures and be able to practice, right? Boy, I advise you to cherish it, don't let it go!" I missed my future." Yang Feng put his hands behind his back, completely ignoring Xiang Hao.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiang Hao's reaction was not intense, but his words made the muscles on his face tremble.

"When someone calls you Crazy Yang, that's not to praise you. To say that you are a villain and succeed is to flatter you."

Xiang Hao said lightly, the sword was broken in his hand, and there was a faint red light flowing, if it wasn't for the incomplete sword, it must be absolutely beautiful.

The corner of Yang Feng's mouth twitched, his eyes sharpened in an instant, he stared at Xiang Hao with a murderous look, and said: "The poor bastard who was beaten by me for half a month and couldn't get up, dared to come in front of me today It's okay, as a senior brother, I have to give you a few tricks today."

"Practice field, see you in the arena, fight to the death, I'll wait for you." Xiang Hao turned around directly and strode towards the practice field.

boom.

The place shook suddenly, Xiang Hao actually asked to be in the ring?

In the Luoxia Sect, there has always been a rule that if there is a conflict among disciples that cannot be resolved, they can go to the arena to have a showdown. In that ring, no matter what happens in the arena, the high-level sect will not intervene. This rule has advantages and disadvantages , Not everyone dares to ask to be in the ring.

Xiang Hao took the lead on the black ring, with a tall and straight body like a sword, with flying black hair, and a heroic appearance, which was still a little bit decadent before, which made many female disciples present feel confused.

With a gloomy expression, Yang Feng also stepped into the ring. He didn't need any words, the two were on the verge of breaking out.

Indeed, Yang Feng was really strong. He didn't use any weapons, and he loved boxing. At this moment, he used a boxing called 'Screaming Tiger', which was very powerful.

As Yang Feng roared and swung his fists, a domineering golden spirit suddenly swept out, making a whistling sound, as if tearing the void all the way, and fiercely hit Xiang Hao.

"I'll kill you with one punch." Yang Feng growled, extremely confident.

Xiang Hao didn't talk nonsense, raised his broken sword, and unleashed the first sword of Misty Thirteen Swords.

Boom, a ten-foot-long red light bloomed in an instant, and the more domineering dragon spirit turned into fierce sword energy through the sword move, and roared out.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided together.

At the moment of the collision, Xiang Hao's sword energy directly gained the upper hand, firmly suppressing Yang Feng's golden stellar energy.

Yang Feng's expression changed, and he stared at Xiang Hao in disbelief.

Xiang Hao sneered, and took a step forward, the bright red sword energy immediately defeated Yang Feng like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Yang Feng stepped back, his face pale.

"Linggang? You have also reached the fourth level? Impossible, this is impossible." Yang Feng screamed, as if he had seen a ghost, it was only a few days, and before Xiang Hao left, he knew that he could not even absorb the spiritual energy.

Was Yang Feng the only one who was shocked?Among the thousands of people present, I am afraid that no one can keep calm.

"Didn't you say you want to kill me with one punch? I just said, you are arrogant like a fool." Xiang Hao mocked, but his eyes were cold. He remembered the scene of being beaten and humiliated by this person. , cannot be forgiven.

Yang Feng gave birth to a bit of chills. The young man who used to beat and bully himself has become a little unfathomable now.

"What if you have reached the fourth level? The combat skills I have mastered are enough to crush you." Yang Feng said coldly, and took the initiative to attack again.

This time, Yang Feng changed to other boxing techniques, but they all followed the domineering route.

So far, Xiang Hao only knows the Misty Thirteen Swords, and he only knows superficially, but Xiang Hao firmly believes that it is enough to defeat Yang Feng with the combination of Longling Gangqi.

"The second sword." Xiang Hao murmured silently in his heart, recalling Mo Ye's movements when he used this sword, and suddenly drew the sword.

The sword energy erupted immediately, rushing two feet away, gorgeous and dazzling.

Yang Feng was using boxing techniques, but he couldn't get close to Xiang Hao, his power dropped sharply, he was knocked back by a sword, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

The spectators were all moved when they saw this, is Yang Feng going to lose?

At this moment, a group of rather embarrassed people came to the practice field, the leader was Mo Ye, next to Mo Ye was Ye Rou, and behind were Ye Tianjiao, Dongfang Yue and others.

"Xiang Hao." Seeing Xiang Hao on the ring, Ye Rou couldn't help shouting excitedly.

Xiang Hao turned his head to glance, slightly distracted.

boom.

Yang Feng was extremely fast, taking advantage of the moment Xiang Hao was distracted, he punched Xiang Hao in the heart. Xiang Hao was punched back nearly ten steps, almost fell off the ring, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

In fact, Yang Feng's people were still ten feet away, and it was Yang Feng's spirit gang that hit Xiang Hao, hurting people from a distance, which is also the strength of the spirit gang.

Ye Rou in the audience screamed in shock, and quickly reacted, not daring to speak anymore.

"Is that your woman? She is so beautiful. After you die, I will take care of her for you, haha." Yang Feng laughed.

"You're courting death." Xiang Hao's blood boiled violently.

Boom, in an instant, Xiang Hao noticed that the not so strong Chaos Qi was swimming in the dragon veins in his body. Although there was only a small trace, the fluctuations it emitted were more domineering than the Dragon Spirit Gang Qi.

Xiang Hao's mind moved, stirring up this chaotic energy.

"It's not good for you to provoke me." Xiang Hao really wanted to kill him, and he didn't use Misty Thirteen Swords any more. The sound is majestic, and the bright red dragon spirit is even more ferocious than ever before.

Yang Feng's face changed completely. This time, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if he was facing an ancient god-king.

"Death." Xiang Hao roared, mobilizing the chaotic energy in the dragon's veins.

Yang Feng also used the strongest combat skills to fight, but this time he miscalculated and just collided. He was shocked by Xiang Hao's dragon spirit and the trace of chaotic energy that was invisible to the naked eye, and his body split open. Blood splashes.

The terrified Yang Feng was still falling, but Xiang Hao charged forward, mobilizing the terrifying dragon spirit, his black hair danced wildly, like a god of anger, he roared and cut Yang Feng's body in two with a sword.

Yang Feng died immediately.

The huge practice field was silent for a while, and everyone stared blankly at the slender figure on the ring. He won, and he actually won, beheading the mighty Yang Feng.

There is no doubt that Xiang Hao's rise in the first battle will definitely rank among the top ten among the outer sects.

But Xiang Hao walked off the ring in silence, no joy after victory could be seen on his face.

Farewell to the humble past.

No one can bully Xiang Hao in the future.

Xiang Hao shouted in his heart, his eyes were firm, and his belief in becoming stronger was unbreakable.

(End of this chapter)