110: C110 They Were Evenly Matched

C110 They Were Evenly Matched

Crazy!

The disciples of Flying Immortal Sect who were watching the show turned pale. Zhou Yang was simply courting death by using his physical body to fight against the incomparably powerful sword Qi?

This Zhou Yang was definitely crazy...

"Hmph, you can't blame me for this. You could have chosen to dodge it."

Miao Hong stood at the side with a purple longsword in his hand. There was a look of pity on his face, but he still didn't make any other moves.

Zhou Yang had broken through his nine sword Qi with just a wooden stick. This strength was indeed able to show off in front of Miao Hong, but he actually chose to use his fist to receive it. Hehe, I'm afraid he doesn't know how sharp this sword qi is!

Just as they thought that Zhou Yang's arm would be cut off by the sword qi, something strange happened again. Even Miao Hong's facial expression changed suddenly and became somewhat ugly.

"Bang!" Zhou Yang's punch dispersed the sword Qi that filled the sky, turning into gusts of wild wind that swept across. When the dust settled, everyone found that Zhou Yang was standing in the middle of the battlefield, but his fist was unharmed.

"This is impossible..."

"Why is he so strong?"

"He even dared to take Eldest Senior Brother's sword Qi head on?"

"He has some ability!" Miao Hong sneered. He drew a circle on the spot with his sword. He pointed at the sky. Three more sword energy swept towards Zhou Yang. It was even more powerful than before.

Zhou Yang focused his mind and drew two punches in the air. Two wind blades flew toward the sword energies, and then he moved his feet. Facing the other sword Qi, he didn't retreat at all. His expression was very calm.

"Clang! Clang!" The two sword qi that Miao Hong sent out turned into specks of starlight and dissipated in the air. Everyone was shocked. They had no idea how Zhou Yang managed to neutralize Eldest Senior Brother's sword energy. They had only seen him swing his fists twice, but the two sword energies had been broken.

However, it seemed like everyone was already used to Zhou Yang's movements. Some of them were even a little excited. Eldest Senior Brother hadn't used his full strength for a few years. It seemed like today would be a great battle.

White-haired old man had also come to Guyu's side. Guyu's heart skipped a beat. She looked at white-haired old man and said, "Master, don't let them fight."

"Ha, Lil 'Yu, don't worry. Zhou Yang has suppressed his realm. It was for the sake of fighting Miao Hong. This wasn't just a challenge to Zhou Yang. This is also an opportunity for you, Eldest Senior Brother. We just need to wait and see. I will attack when the time is right. "

White-haired old man twirled his beard and said to Guyu with a smile, indicating that she should not be anxious. After that, he found a rock and sat down, watching the fight between Zhou Yang and Miao Hong seriously.

The move Zhou Yang used to break Miao Hong's sword Qi should be unique to the immortality cultivator. It was very powerful and silent, and it was more lethal than the sword Qi. Without the Divine Sense, it was basically impossible to catch the movement of Zhou Yang's attack.

Originally, Zhou Yang thought that as an immortality cultivator, he was not proficient in the martial arts of the mortal world. But looking at his punches and kicks, they actually looked like they were real. Furthermore, there were a few moves that seemed to be the moves of the Flying Immortal Sect. This really surprised white-haired old man. His eyes swept across Guyu, who was worried about the two of them, and he knew the reason behind it in his heart.

Zhou Yang dispelled the three sword energies. Not only did he not retreat, he even rushed towards Miao Hong. A faint Genuine Qi was hovering around his body, making Zhou Yang look like an invincible war god.

The moves Guyu taught him surfaced in his mind. Zhou Yang did not choose to continue using the Wind Blade moves, but instead engaged in close combat with Miao Hong.

This had always been Zhou Yang's weakness. He had an idea a long time ago, to combine the immortality cultivator with the advantages of ordinary warriors. Now it seemed that he adapted very quickly.

Miao Hong did not expect Zhou Yang's martial arts to be so powerful. He exchanged a few punches with Zhou Yang. He vaguely felt that his fists were in pain, and he was even more shocked in his heart. No wonder he dared to receive his sword qi with his bare hands. With Zhou Yang's body strength, it was no wonder that he dared to receive his sword qi with his bare hands. He was simply a freak.

Miao Hong exchanged another punch with Zhou Yang. He took the opportunity to widen the distance between them. The long sword rushed towards Zhou Yang's body like a venomous tongue. A few sword lights blocked Zhou Yang's path of retreat. The long sword pierced towards Zhou Yang's shoulder.

Guyu and the others were also shocked. Eldest Senior Brother's strength had improved a little. But Zhou Yang was not bad either. This battle was like a magnificent show. Both of them saw each other's moves, and they fought with great difficulty, even though there were some parts that they couldn't understand. However, after watching it for a while, they also benefited a lot from it.

Zhou Yang saw that his escape route had been sealed. He grinned and faced the long sword that was aimed at him. He was very calm in his heart. Both of his hands were like a storm as they struck out several palm strikes, disrupting Miao Hong's rhythm.

Miao Hong was shocked as well. He didn't expect Zhou Yang to still have some strength left. The purple-green long sword in his hand pulled back and forth, cutting off all of Zhou Yang's palm strikes. When the sword was less than one meter away from Zhou Yang's shoulder, Zhou Yang took two steps forward. He dodged Miao Hong's attack sideways and raised his right hand. Two fingers grabbed Miao Hong's sword.

"Hmph!"

Miao Hong could not pull his sword back. He kicked at Zhou Yang's lower body. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang seemed to know what he was doing. He also kicked back at Miao Hong's chest.

"With a bang, Zhou Yang and Miao Hong separated from each other. Zhou Yang twisted his waist. Miao Hong was quite fierce, but with Zhou Yang's physical fitness, he wouldn't have any major problems.0

Miao Hong, on the other hand, was different. He mainly focused on swordsmanship and lightness skill, so he did not want to fight Zhou Yang. He wanted to distance himself from Zhou Yang and teach him a lesson, but Zhou Yang did not give him the chance.

Zhou Yang kicked his chest. Although Miao Hong put his left arm in front of his chest in time, he still felt a dull feeling in his chest.

The two of them looked at each other. They could see the fierce fighting spirit in each other's eyes. Without saying anything, they attacked each other again.

Sword lights shot out in all directions. Zhou Yang's figure suddenly moved left, right, up and down. The others were stunned by what they saw.

"I say, junior brother Wan, senior brother has encountered an opponent. He couldn't defeat that guy even after using all his strength. Don't tell me..."

Junior brother Wan said slowly with a strand of dog tail grass that he had pulled out from nowhere in his mouth. " Don't worry. In my opinion, Eldest Senior Brother and Zhou Yang have been going back and forth. If a victor is really decided, I'm afraid that both sides will suffer heavy losses. Isn't Master still here? Just put your heart in your stomach. Rest in peace and learn how to use a weapon and movement technique from an expert... "

Miao Hong's movements were extremely slow in Zhou Yang's eyes, which made Miao Hong have an illusion. Could it be that Zhou Yang could predict what moves he was going to use every time? This feeling made him feel very aggrieved. When it seemed like he could defeat Zhou Yang, he took on his next move.

This made Miao Hong wonder if Zhou Yang had used his full strength. He had fought for more than twenty minutes, and there was no sign of fatigue on his face. He was able to deal with Miao Hong with ease.

Guyu seemed to have noticed something. Zhou Yang's entire temperament seemed to have been sublimated. She had an indescribable feeling and could not help looking at her master doubtfully.

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