Hearing Liu Boyang's words, Yang Lin was slightly startled, and the expressions of the brothers also became wonderful... They had never seen Liu Boyang really fight with Yang Lin, could they finally see it now?

Yang Lin hesitated for a moment, nodded with a smile and said: "No need to rest, I can compete now!"

Liu Boyang smiled and said: "Okay, let's go back to the open space over there first!"

Liu Boyang wanted to fight Yang Lin, and even the Nine Great Strange People were aroused. In their minds, whether the senior brother Smiling Buddha is more powerful, or the second senior brother Lan Fengtu is more powerful, they have never come to a conclusion. At the moment, the two of them are more powerful.

The senior disciples are actually going to compete, which can actually indirectly verify which of the two senior disciples is more capable.

Everyone was watching from a distance, only Liu Boyang and Yang Lin stood in the center of the field.

Liu Boyang looked at Yang Lin who was still blushing after defeating Hu Zi and said: "Second brother, do you really don't need to slow down?"

Yang Lin smiled and said: "No need, just do whatever you want!"

Liu Boyang nodded appreciatively and said: "Okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped talking.

For a moment, the two people looked at each other face to face and fell into silence at the same time. A gust of wind blew over quietly, causing tiny ripples between the two people.

Liu Boyang lightly rolled his toes, and Yang Lin retained a smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Liu Boyang's foot movements. Suddenly! Liu Boyang moved! But it wasn't his feet that moved first, but the knife that moved first!

Soon after, Liu Boyang suddenly threw the sky-splitting knife in his hand. This sixteen-forged peerless sword flew through the air at the speed of a meteor, swirling all the way. Yang Lin was suddenly shocked. He was thousands of times shocked.

No matter how much he calculated, he never expected that Liu Boyang would use such a method to preempt someone. When he saw the air-splitting knife flying to his face and slashing at his head, Yang Lin raised his sword, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he realized that Liu Boyang had also rushed forward with the speed of lightning.

When he came up, he didn't let the knife fall on Yang Lin's head at all. He grabbed the handle of the Kongkong knife in mid-air and slashed it down hard. With a sound of "Dang!!", Yang Lin was killed on the spot and fell to one knee.

On the ground, he struggled to press the ruthless sword against Liu Boyang's blade. The blade was as heavy as a stone, and it pressed his blade down hard!

Liu Boyang's skills displayed in the sparks of calcium carbide were enough to make all the brothers watching stunned. They didn't even know how Brother Yang achieved such amazing speed. He was really faster than lightning!

Yang Lin gritted his teeth to block Liu Boyang's pressing blade, ducked and dodged Liu Boyang's fierce kick, turned around to avoid Liu Boyang's knife pressure, turned around and swung away Liu Boyang's pursuit and slash.

He stepped on several points under his feet, turned around and stabbed. As expected, he was met by Liu Boyang who was following closely like a cone with bones. The two swords intersected. At the moment of collision, Liu Boyang punched out and hit Yang.

Lin's chest directly caused Yang Lin to stumble back more than ten steps, and the soles of his feet were heated by the ground!

Yang Lin frowned and rubbed his chest, nodded and praised: "What a skill! Brother Yang, you don't run 10,000 meters in vain every day. The strength and speed you show are really amazing!"

Before Liu Boyang could speak, Lan Fengtu said calmly: "Use sword skills and less fists!"

Liu Boyang nodded. The lightning punch just now was just his subconscious impulse. In fact, he also knew that he had learned more Fang Xiaoxi than Yang Lin. Yang Lin was now unparalleled in swordsmanship, but in addition to his amazing swordsmanship, he was also good at close range.

Fighting boxing should not be underestimated. This is a "two against one" to a certain extent. Even if you win, you won't win!

The Smiling Buddha was also a person who wanted to save face, so he immediately said: "It doesn't matter! You can use it no matter how many novels you have learned. Yang Lin, don't let him go just because he is your eldest brother. I just taught you these few novels."

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Yang Lin raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I know!"

After saying this, he danced the sword with his left hand, flowing smoothly, just like the ancient literati and poets splashing ink and writing. His feet gradually moved and moved, and he stepped on the gang step to fight. But after performing a few tricks with his left hand, he took the hilt of the sword with his right hand and started to play again, with his feet

The pace of the sword is also completely different from that of the left-hand sword. He steps in reverse and steps on the gang, just swapping the left and right hands. It seems ordinary and the sword moves are not sharp, but Yang Lin's movements speed up unknowingly.

It was eloquent and slow, and then the movements were fast, swish, swish, and sword style!

Liu Boyang didn't notice the mystery of Yang Lin's left-right swordplay at first, but just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly realized that Yang Lin's movements were very fast, and the left and right swords were interchanged irregularly, and his body shape and footwork were constantly changing.

In this way, for a moment he didn't know how to hurt Yang Lin!

All the brothers watched intently as Yang Lin's movements became more and more weird. In an extreme period of time, there was a wind blowing around. To be exaggerated, it was all Yang Lin's sword wind, and countless flying grasses were flying around him.

The rocks were all spinning, like wisps of tornadoes, approaching him quickly. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the fallen leaves were flying all over the sky. It was so blowing that it made people unable to open their eyes!

"This guy is pretty good. He can even swing your 'Afterimage Sword' to this level at such a young age. He will be very successful in the future." At this moment, Lan Fengtu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said lightly.

The Smiling Buddha said disapprovingly: "It took so long just to raise the sword, and the fire is still far from enough. Your disciple has never seen this move, and he doesn't have any real ability to fight him, otherwise he'll

Raising the sword won't go so smoothly."

The two of them were talking here, and Yang Lin, who had already reached a certain level of swordplay in the field, suddenly shouted: "Go!!" The tip of the sword in his hand pointed towards Liu Boyang, and there was a "Boom!"

, an audible gas explosion sounded in front of Liu Boyang's eyes, and in an instant he saw a sharp sword light squeezing the air and flying towards Liu Boyang, how shocking it was to hear it!

Liu Boyang couldn't even hide. He tilted his head, and a small bloody mouth appeared on the side of his cheek. Yang Lin's sword shot forward like a bullet. Liu Boyang was shocked and before he could recover, he saw that Yang Lin had already moved.

His speed turned out to be even more perverted than when Liu Boyang made the move. He moved from the opposite side, and it was impossible to see how he ran with the naked eye. It was as if he teleported in several segments, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Suddenly, a shadow rushed in front of Liu Boyang and stabbed him with a sword. The hair on Liu Boyang's body exploded, but for some reason, he felt that the source of the crisis was not in front of him, but behind him!

The lightning sword was blocked backwards, and a "Dang!!" sound made his arms numb. As expected, Yang Lin appeared behind him like a teleport, and almost stabbed him away with a sword. Yang Lin's eyes lit up, and his figure

He flashed again, and in an instant Liu Boyang blocked to the left. As expected, Yang Lin appeared on the left again, and then disappeared again. "Swish, swish, swish!" flashed around Liu Boyang at an extremely fast speed. At first, Liu Boyang could still block the sword.

But later on, he was dazzled and couldn't focus. He could still block it, but he couldn't keep Yang Lin away. His clothes had been stabbed several times by Yang Lin, and blood seeped out from many places!

The brothers looked on with dumbfounded eyes, not daring to breathe. Liu Boyang could only stumble back after being stabbed by Yang Lin, while Yang Lin was like a ghost, flashing around Liu Boyang without interruption, "dinging, clanging, clanking".

The sound of the knife tip clashing is constant!

Huzi was completely convinced now. Sure enough, the second brother had already reserved his hand in the move he had just made. If he used this move, he really wouldn't be able to parry it!

Another sound of "Bang!!" was heard in the field. After countless swords failed to hit Liu Boyang's vitals, Yang Lin suddenly appeared in front of Liu Boyang. He held the hilt of the sword and punched Liu Boyang away. Liu Boyang fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!