Drawing The Sword - C77

Yue Ming’s sword posture changed, changing from a sword to a chop. Zhao Pingyang dodged Yue Ming’s attack and stabbed his sword right between Yue Ming’s eyebrows. Although Yue Ming was currently infuriated, he didn’t lose his composure.

He turned aside and swung his sword at Zhao Pingyang, aiming for his chest. With Yue Ming’s anger and the speed of the sword, Zhao Pingyang was startled and quickly retreated. The longsword in his hand suddenly exploded as he forced Yue Ming back.

“Broken Moon Sword, Drawing the Saber!” Zhao Pingyang shouted in a low voice. Suddenly, the sword in his hand released a dazzling light. With a sudden increase in his momentum, his figure flashed out, directly slashing his sword towards Yue Ming. A sword light instantly separated itself from the longsword and shot towards Yue Ming.

When Yue Ming saw this, his expression changed. He immediately recognized this to be the Broken Moon Sword Technique, and a grave look appeared on his face. At the same time, he swung the sword in his hand. A red light appeared in front of him. Yue Ming’s Red Leaf Sword Art, Autumn Wind Sweeping the Leaf!

BOOM! Two rays of sword light clashed in the air. Their attacks were annihilated in the blink of an eye. The two of them looked at each other, and without another word, the great sword in their hands struck out once again. The two sword beams whistled as they clashed in the air, making a loud noise.

Seeing that they were unable to do anything to each other, the two of them were not discouraged. He rubbed his body once again, but right now, it was a hundred times more dangerous than before. The swords of the two were constantly emitting sword gleams. If he wasn’t careful, he could be injured by the sword gleams. At this moment, the sword energy around the two collided with the ground, creating large holes several feet deep. The surroundings were filled with holes caused by the two of them and kicked up a cloud of dust.

At this moment, Qi Xing was dumbstruck. Was this the outward release of Sword Qi? Right now, Qi Xing was more aware of his own shortcomings. If he were to fight against a man with the seventh heaven, would he have any chance of winning? The answer would be no! Definitely not!

First of all, his opponent’s movement technique was countless times stronger than his own. In addition, the release of sword energy, let alone getting close to his opponent, even if he got close, he would have to consider whether or not he could withstand that sword light attack. His speed was nothing in their eyes!

At this moment, Zhang Kong, Cheng Xing, and Ge Zhentian were facing off against three experts from Song Royal City. Surrounding them were sword qi, so no one dared to get close to them. The aftershocks of the inner force vibration would occasionally injure the warriors, which was hard to estimate. The six of them fought in an inextricable manner. Qi Xing turned his attention back to Yue Ming and Yu Ming, at the same time carefully avoiding the warriors of Liang Mountain City.

“Zhao Pingyang, look at your Song Royal City warriors. They are already half dead and half wounded.” Yue Ming calmed down a little after going through his initial anger towards his mother. Yue Ming pushed Zhao Pingyang back with his sword and said after noticing the situation.

Zhao Pingyang was shocked. His hands slowed down. Originally, their side was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and losing was only a matter of time. However, as long as they dragged it out to the reinforcements behind them, they might still have the strength to fight back. However, he did not expect the battle to be so intense, with more than half of the casualties occurring so quickly.

Yue Ming’s eyes lit up. An opportunity! Red Leaf Sword Technique, Maple Fire Forest City! A red sword light flashed across the sky and arrived in front of Zhao Pingyang. Zhao Pingyang was furious. Under such haste, there was no time to launch a powerful attack. The sword beam was too fast and there was no time to dodge.

Zhao Pingyang quickly put a light shield around his body. Boom! Zhao Pingyang was hit by the red light and flew several meters away. Puff! Zhao Pingyang fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was extremely pale.

Astral Energy! It was actually a True Divine Spirit, a type of shield formed from inner strength that only a seventh level genius could possess! Qi Xing was shocked, a trace of hope flashing across his eyes!

“Yue Ming, you despicable scumbag!” Zhao Pingyang’s face twisted in anger.

There was a disconnect last night, sorry,