Myriad Realms Summoning System

"He actually hid the sword energy behind him!"

Feng Yang, who was seriously injured by Song Yuanqiao's sword, slowly fell to the ground with blood spurting out of his mouth.

With a hint of fear in his eyes, he looked at the extremely elegant Song Yuanqiao, who was holding a sword in one hand in the sky.

The moment Song Yuanqiao drew his sword, Feng Yang sensed a strong sense of crisis, but he was unable to determine where the danger came from. Perhaps it was because Song Yuanqiao's sword was too well hidden!

The lower part was exactly where Feng Yang's protective Qi was weak, and it was torn open by the sword energy, causing him to suffer serious internal injuries.

"He actually hid the sword energy behind his back! How clever!"

Chi Feng couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. In the normal people's cognition, all sword energy can basically only fly out towards people head-on, but this was the first time he saw someone hiding the extremely swift sword energy behind his back out of thin air.

"How come I've never seen this kind of swordsmanship before? Where on earth did this person come from?"

Long Fei also looked at Song Yuanqiao with fear. It was rare to find someone who could kill Feng Yang with one move.

The people of Tianluo Continent naturally had never seen Tai Chi swordsmanship, which was why they were curious about why Song Yuanqiao's swordsmanship was so mysterious.

Tai Chi swordsmanship uses the sword in the hand as a weapon, which can be released from the hand and moved far and near at will.

Tai Chi sword brings together the energies of both yin and yang, is light, soft, continuous, emphasizes intention over force, and is graceful and unrestrained.

Song Yuanqiao used the weight of Yang Qi to condense the sword Qi, hiding the heavy sword Qi behind him, and then possessed by the Yin Qi, quickly approached Feng Yang, covering up the sword Qi.

Song Yuanqiao, possessed by the feminine energy, was much faster than the sword energy condensed from the thick yang energy, allowing him to perfectly hide the yang sword energy behind him.

When he was close enough to Feng Yang, the Yang sword energy behind him also approached Feng Yang. At this time, he dodged and killed Feng Yang unexpectedly.

"I didn't expect Tai Chi swordsmanship to have such wonderful uses. Coming to Tianluo Continent, everything is truly changeable!"

Seeing Song Yuanqiao's exquisite swordsmanship, Xiao Chen couldn't help but sigh. It was worthy of being the Tianluo Continent where the level of martial arts far exceeded that of the martial arts world. Even the sword moves had undergone such a big change, which was really surprising.

After a successful strike, Song Yuanqiao did not intend to let the opponent take a break. He swung a huge light blue sword energy at Feng Yang who was gasping for breath on the ground.

The sword energy spiraled upward, and the twisted airflow formed a spectacular wind dragon, which blasted towards the opponent.

"Hmph, a mere trifle. Now I'll let you know that even if I'm injured, I can still kill you easily!"

"Blood Eagle Sky Slash!"

Feng Yang sneered, and the long sword in his hand drew three streams of light at Song Yuanqiao in the air. He swung out three swords in a row, which was extremely dazzling.

These three sword energies, two above and one below, the two above were like the wings of an eagle, and the lower one was like the sharp claws of an eagle, rushing towards the wind dragon.

The wind dragon condensed from Song Yuanqiao's sword energy was instantly broken into three parts by the impact of the eagle condensed from Feng Yang, and turned into air and pure true energy and scattered.

"The second rank of Martial King has reached perfection. This person should not be underestimated!"

Song Yuanqiao himself was also a perfect second-level Martial King. He was very familiar with Feng Yang's aura. He did not dare to delay and moved at high speed, rushing towards Feng Yang.

"I really didn't expect that Song Yuanqiao actually has such a high level of cultivation, and has even reached the perfection of the second level of Martial King!"

Chi Feng is also a powerful warrior who has reached the perfection of the Martial King, and he is also very clear about the division of the perfection of the Martial King.

As for the others, they only felt that the strength of the two people fighting was simply earth-shattering.

"die!"

Feng Yang sneered, and a blood-red Qi eagle flew out of his body, heading straight into the sky.

Phew!

The residual image of the true energy was torn into pieces, and Song Yuanqiao's real body was less than ten meters away from Feng Yang.

"Cloud Sword!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Song Yuanqiao suddenly stabilized his body, held the sword with both hands, and slashed from top to bottom.

call out!

A light blue sword energy flashed by, drawing a light blue line in the void, extending straight towards Feng Yang.

“So fast!”

Feng Yang was shocked. This was not the first time he had seen such a fast sword energy. However, the sword energy that Song Yuanqiao swung out seemed very slow, but it arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

This was the first time he had seen such a strange phenomenon, and it was obviously too late to avoid it.

Feng Yang roared, and he also gripped the sword tightly with both hands, then slashed out with the sword.

Bang!

When the two sword energies collided, a terrifying shock wave erupted instantly, and several deep pits suddenly appeared on the surrounding mountain walls, with spider-web-like sword marks on the edges of the pits.

Feng Yang's body on the ground was blown away by the shock wave, and his face turned even paler.

His originally handsome face now became hideous and ferocious, completely losing the demeanor of a master.

Song Yuanqiao, on the other hand, was looking at Feng Yang unharmed in the sky, with silence in his eyes.

"Oh my god, Feng Yang is actually at a disadvantage."

"Who is this person? Could he be one of the top ten masters? Otherwise, how could he be so strong?"

…

Song Yuanqiao had the upper hand, causing the spectators to exclaim in surprise, and Feng Yang's expression became increasingly gloomy.

"Very good. I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be a perfect second-level Martial King. However, no matter how powerful your methods are, you will not be able to escape death today."

Feng Yang was indeed surprised. Although he was injured by Song Yuanqiao's hidden sword energy before, his combat effectiveness was not reduced much, at least about 80%.

With 80% of his strength, he is not afraid of any second-level Martial King. He has the ability to fight against opponents of higher levels.

But now he understood that the middle-aged man in front of him was also a sword master who could challenge opponents of higher levels and could not be compared with other warriors.

boom!

With one foot, the ground cracked open. Feng Yang stared at Song Yuanqiao as if he were a dead man. He held the sword with both hands and thrust it into the ground fiercely!

"Sword energy soars into the sky!"

"Danger!"

The moment Feng Yang inserted the long sword in his hand into the ground, Song Yuanqiao felt that there was a powerful and fierce sword energy brewing underground.

Once this sword energy explodes, it will be enough to cut him into pieces, leaving no room for luck.

Song Yuanqiao's figure flashed repeatedly, and three afterimages of true energy were instantly separated.

In an instant!

The ground suddenly cracked, and blood-red light pillars several meters thick broke out of the ground! They easily penetrated the body of the true energy afterimage and chased after Song Yuanqiao's real body without any rules.

However, thanks to the flexible dodging skills of Tiyunzong, Song Yuanqiao managed to avoid danger several times.

"Damn it, what kind of body movement technique is this? Can one move to any direction in an instant and avoid the location where the sword energy bursts out?"

Feng Yang opened his eyes wide. He couldn't dodge the sword himself, and he thought Song Yuanqiao would not be able to dodge it either.

However, this strange Tiyunzong technique once again made him suffer a setback, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The true energy flowed away like water. At this moment, Feng Yang gritted his teeth, poured half of the true energy into the sword, and then rushed towards the ground.

Boom!

A blood-red beam of light more than 20 meters thick, covering Song Yuanqiao's escape range, shot up into the sky.