Chapter 268 Ci Song, Do You Dare to Take My Sword Again? Ci Yang Is Actually at the Level of a Scholar?

Ci Song looked at Ci Yang quietly and said softly: "Why don't you dare? It's just that this sword has no eyes. I'm afraid of hurting your life and ruining the friendship between our brothers."

After the words fell, he took back the light sword in his hand, then took out an ordinary long sword, pointed the tip of the sword at Ci Yang, and assumed an offensive posture.

Of course, Ci Song didn't mean to let Ci Yang, but if the Hanguang Sword was not blessed by talent, it would not be able to show the blade. He couldn't fight him with the scabbard, right?

As for why Shuihan Sword is not used, the answer is simple: pure abuse of food is boring.

"Ci Song, if you are defeated by me today, then go wherever you come from. You are not welcome in our City Lord's Mansion!"

Seeing this, Ci Yang instantly unsheathed his long sword and also assumed an attacking posture.

What he was wearing today was a blue brocade suit, which formed a sharp contrast with the gray ground in the martial arts arena.

"Brother Ciyang, please."

Ci Song said, holding out a sword flower with his left hand and looking at Ci Yang.

Ci Yang didn't say much, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Ci Song instantly. The tip of the sword had a cold light, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and it went straight to Ci Song's throat.

"A very good offensive." A smile appeared on the corner of Ci Song's mouth. Ci Yang was indeed not an ordinary dude. Just being able to thrust such a sword would be impossible without years of hard work.

When the tip of the sword came in front of Ci Yang, he swung the long sword in his hand instantly to block Ci Yang's attack, and then avoided Ci Yang's attack on one side of his body.

Seeing that the sword missed, Ci Yang swung the long sword in his hand again, but this time it went straight to Ci Song's lower plate.

Seeing this, Ci Song did not fight hard, but dodged again, and then thrust out two swords, one of which was empty and the other of which was real, and went straight towards Ci Yang's arm.

"when"

The swords intersected with each other, making a crisp sound, and then the two of them stepped back at the same time, looked at each other, and then rushed towards each other again.

Ci Song didn't hold anything back, he just needed an opponent to practice with him, Ci Yang just came to his door, just in time for Ci Song to review the vertical sword technique that Ning Ping'an had just used.

I saw the long sword in Ci Song's hand stabbing out several swords in an instant, each sword carrying a fierce attack, forcing Ci Yang to retreat continuously.

"What a fast sword!"

Ci Yang was shocked. Seeing that he was about to be hit by Ci Song, he quickly swung his sword to block, and then dodged the blow on one side of his body.

But when Ci Yang reacted, the long sword in Ci Song's hand was already pressed against his neck, "Cousin Ci Yang, your swordsmanship is indeed very good, and your foundation is also very good, but you lack the guidance of a famous teacher. If Someone has given me some advice. The outcome of today’s competition between you and me is still unknown.”

Ci Song said, slowly taking back the long sword in his hand. What he said was true. Ci Yang's swordsmanship was really good, at least much better than the current Ci Song. The reason why he was defeated To himself, because he has not mastered a sword technique that can fully utilize his own strength.

To put it bluntly, there is a lack of guidance from a famous master, but there are so many people practicing swordsmanship in the world. Why doesn't this huge city lord's mansion find a teacher for Ci Yang to teach him?

What Ci Song didn't know was that Ci Yang had always been taught by a famous teacher, and that teacher was also a swordsman in the realm of Confucianism. It's just that what Ci Song is learning now is the top vertical and horizontal swordsmanship in the entire Tianyuan Continent. The ones who usually teach him moves are Gongsun Cuo and Ning Ping'an. In such an environment, Ci Song's standards are not conscious. Being lifted up.

"Ci Song, do you dare to take another blow from me?"

Just when Ci Song was about to leave the martial arts stage, Ci Yang suddenly shouted loudly.

Ci Song was slightly startled, then nodded, "Okay, I'll take your sword."

After the words fell, he stood in the center of the martial arts stage again, looking at Ci Yang, waiting for his attack.

"Ci Song, I will use my talents for this sword. If you can take it, I will really obey you!"

Ci Yang looked at Ci Song with a gloomy look, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but soon, this unwillingness was replaced by a more fiery and crazier unwillingness.

"Chi chi chi——"

As sound broke through the air, Ci Yang's blue talent exploded instantly. He concentrated all his talent on the long sword in his hand. With the blessing of talent, the blade of the long sword also exploded instantly.

"Thundering Sword!"

As Ci Yang shouted loudly, the blue aura on his body instantly condensed on the long sword. As his talent exploded, the cold light of the long sword's blade instantly illuminated the entire martial arts arena.

The next moment, with the sound of "zheng", the power that exploded from Ci Yang's body instantly condensed on the long sword. With the sound of the sword sound, the tip of the long sword exploded with huge power, like a thunder. Generally, it struck straight at Ci Song, who was standing in the middle of the martial arts stage.

The cold light on the sword blade shrouded Ci Song's back, like a thunder across the sky, so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at it.

"Hiss, Ci Yang has actually reached the realm of scholar. He looks like he is only in his mid-twenties, and his talent is quite good."

Ci Song sensed the fluctuation of talent in Ci Yang and judged his realm. Then his golden talent burst out instantly. Then he raised the iron sword in his hand and slowly said:

"Heaven and earth are eclipsed."

As Ci Song's voice came out, the black and white colors flew out from the tip of Ci Song's long sword, instantly covering the martial arts arena. Except for Ci Song in the center of the stage, everything in the entire martial arts arena was soaked in black and white. .

The originally imposing Ci Yang was also frozen in mid-air. The martial arts arena was silent. The servants following Ci Yang were stunned by the sudden change. They looked at Ci Yang who was frozen in mid-air and the martial arts arena covered in black and white, their eyes full of disbelief.

"What's going on?"

"Ci Yang was frozen by the thunderous sword of the young city lord!"

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, including Ci Yang himself. Although he was conscious, his body could not move. He could clearly feel that there was a force that fixed him in mid-air, and this force was emitted from the iron sword in Ci Song's hand.

"How is this possible!"

Ci Yang was shocked. He could never have thought that the talent he was proud of was useless in front of Ci Song. This simply overturned his cognition.

"Cousin Ci Yang, how about this sword?"

Ci Song looked at Ci Yang who was unable to move in mid-air, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said: "Cousin Ci Yang, you lost."

Ci Song slowly waved his hand, and Ci Yang was thrown out, the black and white colors disappeared, and the martial arts field returned to its original appearance.

"Bang!"

Ci Yang was hit against the guardrail of the martial arts field, and a hole was smashed.

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