I, Yang Jian, devour billions of systems

Not only high and low, but also life and death!
As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted warm applause from the audience, and the sound was loud!

The previous competitions were basically the same as the unlimited fighting competitions outside, and there were a few of them that were not as exciting as the fighting competitions. Many spectators were lethargic and disappointed after watching them.

But today's real sword duel is obviously much more intense and exciting, especially the sentence "It is also a matter of life and death", which has already established the tone of this competition, and it must be endless.

Feeling the oncoming bloody aura, all the audience present were engrossed in looking at the ring below, waiting for the start of this peerless battle.

As soon as he heard that the great friend Zhengsan was entrusted by others, Yang Xuan immediately gave a wry smile, and turned his head to look at Huangfuxiong on the second floor.

At this moment, Huangfuxiong was also looking at him, and the eyes of the two met, and Yang Xuan immediately felt the murderous intent in Huangfuxiong's cold eyes.

"It seems that this guy doesn't know the news that I'm about to be released from prison. It's really interesting to want to kill me right here."

Yang Xuan smiled calmly, and pointed the simple knife in his hand upwards, pointing directly at Huang Fuxiong. This disrespectful behavior immediately caused the audience to exclaim, and the audience immediately reprimanded Yang Xuan loudly.

A small move by Yang Xuan caused the whole floor to erupt, but he, the instigator, didn't have the slightest intention to back down.

Looking at Huangfuxiong's provocative eyes, Yang Xuanmeng swung the simple saber, turned around and faced Otomo Masamune.

"The old man is only half a year away from being released from prison, why bother to wade into this muddy water?"

Yang Xuan stood Pu Dao beside him, and said softly to Otomo Masamune.

Otomo Masamune just sighed when he heard the words, shook his head silently, and looked up at Gu Xingye upstairs, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"You don't need to ask any more, no matter what the reason is, you and I will have this battle!"

Otomo Masamune couldn't speak, so he simply waved his hand and stopped giving Yang Xuan any chance to ask questions.

With one hand, he put the short sleeve on the root of the Dao Dao blade and held it, while holding the handle tightly with the other hand, he bowed slowly, assuming an offensive posture.

When Yang Xuan saw this, he didn't want to say much, he just held Pudao horizontally in front of his body, stared at Otomo Zhengsan with piercing eyes, lightly raised the tip of the knife, and signaled Otomo Zhengsan to make a move!

"Hi!"

Hearing Otomo Masamune's loud shout, he quickly stepped forward with the saber raised, and struck heavily from top to bottom. The Otachi that was grown by one man seemed to have immense strength, with a shrill sound of piercing through the air, Go straight to the top of Yang Xuan's head and chop it off!

This move looks simple and unpretentious, but the strength and precision contained in it are astonishingly high. At first glance, one can tell that it is a fierce killer move honed through countless duels!
Seeing the Da Tai Dao slashing down, Yang Xuan immediately dodged sideways, set up the Pu Dao obliquely in his hand, abruptly blocked the Da Tai Dao's slashing to the side, and then took advantage of the situation with a backhand slash, the sharp blade of the Pu Dao went straight to Otomo Shozo's Cut off the throat!

Otomo Masamune reacted in a timely manner. Seeing the blade attacking, he quickly picked it up with the handle of the blade and pushed it against the blade of Pu Dao, blocking the fatal blow.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought one after another, and each move went straight to the point. The audience was dazzled and watched every fight with bated breath, for fear of missing a detail.

The two of you came and went, and the two spears kept colliding in the air, and the piercing metal friction sounded one after another, which made people subconsciously cover their ears.

"Chong!"

After the two of them fought each other, Yang Xuan stood with the sword in his hand, and the smile on his face became more obvious.

Shocked by the residual force of the blow, Otomo Shozo retreated again and again. Seeing that he was about to touch the thorn fence, he quickly inserted the Odachi into the ground of the ring, barely maintaining his figure.

After standing still, Otomo Masamune's chest was heaving and heaving, he was panting heavily, fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead covered with horizontal stripes, and his physical strength was a little exhausted.

The big sword in his hand is made of black steel, and it weighs twenty or thirty catties.Now that his cultivation has been suppressed to the point where he is no different from ordinary people, it is impossible to fight for a long time with such a heavy sword.

Seeing that more than a dozen gaps had been cut on the blade of the Odachi, Otomo Shozo sighed softly, his eyes full of sadness.

"Old friend, I'm afraid you and I are already old!"

After a murmur, he looked up at Gu Xingye on the second floor. Otomo Zhengsan covered his mouth and coughed, taking advantage of the opportunity to swallow the pill that had been hidden between his fingers for a long time.

This is the secret medicine Gu Xingye gave him before going on the field, specially prepared for him to fight Yang Xuan.

After taking the secret medicine, Dayou Zhengsan felt that his primordial spirit was heating up continuously, as if it was about to burn. Countless spiritual power overflowed from the primordial spirit, and an infinite force surged all over his body in an instant!

Burn the soul!

Dayou Zhengsan was taken aback, he never thought that the secret medicine Gu Xingye gave him would burn his soul, and immediately stared at Gu Xingye on the second floor with wide eyes.

On the other hand, Gu Xingye showed him a cruel smile, raised his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck, signaling him to act as soon as possible.

With a desperate look in his eyes, Otomo Masamune immediately put the Datachi on his shoulders, looked at the divine soldier in his hand who had spent half his life with him, gritted his teeth and rushed towards Yang Xuan!
The matter has come to this point, he has no way to retreat, he can only follow the requirements of taking care of Hoshino!
"Let's fight to the death!"

Otomo Zhengsan yelled violently, bursting out with an extremely ferocious fighting intent, stepped forward and leaped high, poured all the strength of his body into the big sword, and went straight to Yang Xuan to slash!
A jump and chop exhausted the cultivation of Dayou Zheng's life, and there was a faint light on the long knife, which caused the wind to blow up and blow Yang Xuan's prison uniform close to his body.

"it is good!"

Yang Xuan responded, swung the simple sword in his hand, and faced Otomo Masamune's offensive, he jumped up high, and the two divine weapons collided again!
"Chong!"

The figures of the two crossed in mid-air, and a dazzling light burst out when the magic soldiers were handed over, stabbing everyone present to shut up immediately.

When the audience opened their eyes again, they found that the two had landed on the ground, still maintaining the posture they had when fighting in the air, standing back to back on both sides of the ring.

Dayou was holding the sword in three hands, the tip of the sword had penetrated into the ground, the hand holding the hilt had already started to tremble, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

The smile on Yang Xuan's face had disappeared, and he looked at his simple knife with a very complicated mood.

A drop of blood slowly dripped from the blade of the Pu Dao.

When the two collided in mid-air, Yang Xuan felt that Otomo Masamune's soul was burning, and he was able to fight back by relying on this powerful explosive force.

But the consequence of burning the primordial spirit will be the loss of his skills. No matter whether he wins or loses today, he will become an ordinary person, and everything will have to start from scratch.

"Why bother?"

Yang Xuan flicked the simple knife, wiped off the blood on the blade, then turned around and said to Otomo Masamune.

But at this moment, Otomo Masamune could no longer hear his question, his eyes had gradually froze, and he looked up at Gu Xingye full of unwillingness until he stopped breathing.