Chapter 1151 Master, He Hit Me!

With one strike, who would have thought that Luo Shanyang's face would be swollen from Yang Zhen's strike.

Li Qingfeng was dumbfounded, Fu Yao was dumbfounded, the Holy Master of Tianshan was dumbfounded, and the Holy Lord of Nine Dragons was also dumbfounded.

Even the mighty Sword Demon looked at his precious apprentice covering his swollen face with a dazed expression, and didn't react for a while.

The corners of Shengzi Yaoguang's eyes twitched wildly, he knew this would be the result.

The whole mountain was boiling again, and everyone looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, what did they say to make a difference?

What about the agreed-upon battle with swords and swords, and the waves are monstrous?

With one strike, Luo Shanyang couldn't bear even one strike, his face was swollen?

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Luo Shanyang became angry from embarrassment, rumbled towards Yang Zhen with heavy steps, and even the Liu Xinjian in his hand turned into a Liu Wuxin sword. All the seniors shook their heads when they saw it. Is Luo Shanyang the sword idiot who has been an ant for generations?

Snapped!

There was a sound of shaking the mountain, and Luo Shanyang flew towards the same direction again, and landed at the same place, the other half of his face was swollen.

Luo Shanyang got up again with a grunt, looked at his sword demon master with a confused face, and yelled strangely: "Master, he hit me!"

The Sword Demon snorted coldly and said, "This old man hit you too!"

That's right, the slap just now was slapped by the old sword demon, and the slap was so natural that many monks suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder immediately felt comfortable.

Both sides are swollen, this is comfortable!

"Then... how can it be the same?" Luo Shanyang was really confused, he was beaten, the master didn't teach Yang Zhen a lesson, but came to teach him instead?

Is this still dear master?

The Sword Demon snorted coldly, ignored Luo Shanyang, and walked towards Yang Zhen step by step.

A powerful aura erupted from the sword demon, and the terrifying aura of the sixth heaven spread out. Yang Zhen raised his foot, but he couldn't get down no matter what.

"Boy, teach the old man's apprentice in front of the old man, how brave you are!"

There was a trace of cold sweat on Yang Zhen's face, and he landed his foot heavily on the ground, stomping on the rocks and ground, slowly turned around, with a harmless smile on his face, and said: " What are you going to do, senior?"

The Sword Demon narrowed his eyes, took a deep look at Yang Zhen, and said, "If you hit a young one, it will naturally grow old. Don't you know this bit of common sense?"

Yang Zhen let out a yell and said, "I know, I know more than I know. This kind of thing is common in our village, but... Senior, you seem to have forgotten that there are people standing behind me, and there are two of them!"

When Jiulong and Tianshan Holy Master heard Yang Zhen's words, they reacted from their surprise and looked at each other. Jiulong smiled wryly and said, "This bastard!"

As he said that, Jiulong came to Yang Zhen with a foolish look on his face, stared at the sword demon and said, "Old man, what do you want?"

Yang Zhen's eyeballs almost popped out. He never expected that the old guy in Jiulong would be so disrespectful, and he would be so handy, but his attitude of protecting the calf is real!

The Holy Lord of Tianshan held back his smile, came to Jiulong with gentle lotus steps, and said slowly: "Senior Sword Demon, today is a contest between juniors, there is no need for us to intervene, right?"

There is really no need to intervene, this is something that has been agreed by many strong people since the appearance of the sword spirit.

Let the disciples of the sect fight to try, and the older generation will not make a move.

Because once the older generation makes a move, no matter how accomplished they are in the way of swordsmanship, they will not be recognized by the sword spirit, but will anger the sword spirit. Anyone who takes away the sword spirit will be a sinner, but anyone who participates in this conquest All the major forces in the sword spirit operation will not let this person go.

What can the older generation do, they have to watch honestly in front of the brat sword spirit!

The sword demon snorted coldly, glanced at Jiulong and Tianshan Holy Master, and said, "Okay, I can wait!"

Killing people is not in a hurry. Although the sword demon is called a demon, he is not stupid, let alone impulsive.

Although these words were said, it sounded a bit cowardly, but everyone present could see that Yang Zhen was dead.

Once the matter of subduing the sword spirit is over, no matter who the sword spirit falls into, the sword demon will do it. This can be clearly seen from the eyes of the sword demon looking at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen is not afraid at all, and even wants to laugh a little.

With Nine Dragons and the Holy Lord of Tianshan, Yang Zhen is not afraid of anyone, even if the Great Sage Feng Li comes, Yang Zhen is not afraid.

Even without the Nine Dragons and the Heavenly Mountain Lord, it would not be so easy for the Sword Demon to keep him, so what is there to be afraid of?

This is the feeling of being confident. When Yang Zhen left, his steps were disrecognized by his relatives. The corners of the sword demon's eyes twitched wildly, and he almost couldn't hold back his attack on the spot.

The Holy Master of Tianshan stared blankly at Yang Zhen's swaying appearance, and glared at Jiulong.

Jiulong was also shot while lying down, so he could only curse this little bastard with a wry smile!

In terms of ability to do things, Yang Zhen has never lost a battle!

Subdue the sword spirit?

Yes, subdue the sword spirit!

Luo Shanyang's eyes lit up, and he looked like he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't at all, but he was worthy of being a genius of heaven and earth. In such a short period of time, both faces were almost swollen.

Everyone came here to subdue the sword spirit. Anyway, Yang Zhen had already offended the master to death, so could he still be arrogant?

Luo Shanyang really didn't expect that a young monk of the same generation would blow him away with a single strike. Under that strike, Luo Shanyang could feel that the strength in Yang Zhen's body was no worse than him, even stronger than his Even a little bit higher.

But so what?

Today's Luo Shanyang is no longer the original Luo Shanyang, and he will never say that his generation is all ants.

After comprehending it, Luo Shanyang was ready to have someone outside of him, but...

It's just that Luo Shanyang always believed that, apart from his master, everyone else is a younger brother when discussing swordsmanship!

Isn't it just subduing the sword spirit?

If you can't beat Yang Zhen, then from the matter of subduing the sword spirit, you will trample Yang Zhen under your feet, making him feel depressed when he dies.

Thinking of this, Luo Shanyang took a deep breath, his expression sharpened, his eyes were like a long sword, and he stared at Yang Zhen's back.

"Seriously, Luo Shanyang is serious!"

"Can you not be serious? In terms of swordsmanship, if Luo Shanyang is ranked second, no one in his generation dares to be number one."

"I just don't know how long Yang Zhen can last!"

Everyone was discussing and watching the two tall and straight figures gradually walking towards the top of the mountain.

Luo Shanyang laughed loudly, and said: "Yang Zhen, I have established contact with the sword spirit. If you hadn't come out of nowhere, the sword spirit might already be in my pocket. I hope you don't lose too badly."

Yang Zhen glanced at Luo Shanyang, shook his head and said, "How many times can I tell you before you can understand? I am here to subdue the sword spirit, not to compare with you, but you can do it... "

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he said: "The Liu Xinjian in your hand is a good thing, do you want to take it out for a gamble?"

"You..." Luo Shanyang glared at each other, and said, "You want Liu Xinjian because of wishful thinking?"

Yang Zhen thought for a moment, then said: "Well, I have a few swordsmanship here, which are all inherited from the prehistoric era, such as Qinglian Sword Song, Dugu Nine Swords, Taiji Sword and Dragon Subduing Eighteen Swords. "

"Is...is this true?" Luo Shanyang deserved to be known as a sword idiot, his eyes lit up on the spot when he heard the names of these sword techniques.

Listen, what a great name, it must be a great swordsmanship, which is much higher than those swordsmanship names with big sun, thunder and wind.

"Qinglian Sword Song?" In the crowd, the Sword Demon narrowed his eyes!

"Qinglian Sword Song?" Jiulong gasped and muttered to himself, "How much does this bastard know?"

"Qinglian Sword Song?" The Holy Lord of Tianshan whispered, "I didn't expect anyone to remember this name!"