C2022 Transformation(part Iii)
"Please!" Feng Po Long was not surprised at Chu Yang's transformation. In the sword world, he was not the only one who was serious and serious. The Buried Sword was also very serious. Of course, Chu Yang was the same. Every outstanding swordsman, Feng Po Long thought so.2
On the stage, the two of them faced each other with their long hair fluttering in the wind. The atmosphere was tense to the extreme in an instant. Perhaps in the next moment, the winner would be decided and there would be death.
Swordsmen's battles were often the most dangerous!
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, waiting for that moment to come.
A clanging sound was heard, causing everyone to be greatly shocked. Only then did they realize that it was just a false alarm.
The Contradictory Sword in Chu Yang's hand had already been unsheathed and was pointed straight at Feng Po Long. It was extremely straight, as if it was aimed straight at his heart.
Feng Feiyun also held a sword in his hand. The only difference was that there were nine hundred and ninety-nine swords behind him. They were arranged like stars in the sky and were ready to move at any moment.
One person wielding a thousand swords, this was the path of Feng Po Long's sword. His sword was limitless, with numbers as the king.
The two of them shone their swords, and in an instant, their sword auras spread out in all directions. There were swords everywhere in the sky, and everything had turned into swords. The crowd below the arena only felt that they were in the middle of the Stellar Transposition. They were already in the middle of the forest of swords and mountains, and in the next moment, their flesh and blood were about to be lacerated.
At this moment, everyone felt death approaching, and they even heard the footsteps of the god of death.
Clatter!
Clatter!
Clatter!
It sounded like the footsteps of a god of death, or the sound of time passing by, or the countdown. To everyone's senses, such a sound could be heard. When the third step arrived …
Chu Yang moved!
Feng Po Long also moved!
The two of them moved at the same time.
Chu Yang's sword did not have any fancy style or technique, it just directly stabbed forward, but it gave off the feeling of eating with chopsticks, cutting grass with a sickle, and chopping trees with an axe.
This sword also seemed to state a certain kind of principle that would never change.
However, it was not the same for Feng Po Long. He thrusted out his sword, and seemed to be displaying a thousand different sword techniques in an instant. Different people would be able to see different sword moves. The nine hundred ninety-nine swords behind him were like ten thousand swords that had returned to their respective sects. They whistled as they brought forth an endless amount of power as they pierced towards Chu Yang.
Dang, dang, dang, dang!
Chu Yang's sword was like a tyrant killing his way into the enemy, the ninety-nine swords of Feng Po Long flew away the moment they touched his sword, he unleashed a thousand different sword techniques, they seemed like decorations, the extremely weak defense was directly pierced through.
The Overlord had single-handedly charged into the midst of thousands of soldiers and horses. No one could stop him, no one could stop him, he had taken the general's head in an instant!
Chu Yang's sword was like this, his sword was already at Feng Po Long's throat. The sword beam shot out and landed on Feng Po Long's throat, making him feel goosebumps all over his body.
In the blink of an eye, it had already started and ended. Everything was as everyone had expected, and the outcome was decided in an instant. However, the difference was that neither Chu Yang nor Feng Po Long died.
This could only mean that Chu Yang was amazing. In such a dangerous battle between swordsmen, he had completely suppressed Feng Po Long and completely eliminated the so-called danger.
It was definitely not easy to do something like this, especially when his opponent was Feng Po Long, the Heavenly Sword Academy's Feng Po Long.
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