Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered as he said coldly, "Good timing. I'll kill as many as you come today!"
In this world, strength was the right to speak.
Without strength, one could only be bullied, slaughtered, slandered, and slandered by others.
Therefore, when Wu Ying and the other two stood out, Yang Qingxuan was determined to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. He defeated the three of them in one move.
After that, he beat the teacher away. Now, he was directly provoking all the seniors. He wanted to establish his prestige and intimidate everyone.
Under the illumination of the soul light, the Fighting Ghosts God manifested. With a shake of the giant sword, it welcomed the eight lightning bolts.
Crackle, crackle!
The lightning bolts landed on the sword, illuminating it with a green color.
Wu Peng's pupils shrank, and his face was full of shock. His Eight Thunder Palms didn't break Yang Qingxuan's sword aura. Instead, it seemed to be attracted by the giant sword.
Eight lightning bolts spread on the sword like meridians, and the power of the Fighting Ghosts God suddenly increased.
Yang Qingxuan sneered and shouted, "Second Style, Heaven's Thunder Shock!"
With a slash of the sword, the green light shone brightly. The lightning bolts condensed on the sword instantly turned into sword aura and slashed down!
Swish!
Wu Peng's palm wind was instantly shattered, and the powerful sword intent pierced through and struck his body. His Protective Zhen Qi was instantly broken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was sent flying, and heavily crashed into the wall, crushing it.
Blood flowed down the cracks on the wall. Wu Peng kept coughing up blood, and his face was pale.
Clang!
The Fighting Ghosts God was stabbed into the ground. The sword aura lingered, exuding an inviolable aura.
Yang Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly, "Who else? Come up if you're not convinced!"
"Arrogant! I, Liu Honghui, am not convinced! "
"Damn freshman. I, Ye Geng, am not convinced either."
Two voices came from the crowd. A powerful aura rose, and two figures attacked violently.
"It's Liu Honghui, 23rd on the Hidden Dragon Leaderboard!"
"Ye Geng! 28th on the Hidden Dragon Leaderboard! "
"Gosh, two powerhouses on the Hidden Dragon Leaderboard are teaming up!"
"There's nothing we can do about it. This freshman is too strong. If we don't join forces, no one will be able to suppress him. We will all be humiliated by him."
The two of them moved like lightning and attacked from the sky. After Wu Peng's lesson, the two of them were extremely careful. They knew that they had to work together and go all out. Otherwise, they would definitely be defeated.
"Good timing!"
Yang Qingxuan flicked his sleeve and lightly tapped his foot. His body turned into a fallen leaf as he retreated. The sword sensed it and retreated.
Liu Honghui shouted, "Exploding Fist can suppress all Sword Qi!"
He punched out with both fists, and two vortexes of Qi appeared at the tips of his fists. They spread out abruptly, forming a Fist Force that pressed forward furiously.
The so-called "Exploding Fist" was to pour Genuine Qi into the fist force, compress it to the limit and then explode it.
Although the moves were simple, they were ferocious and domineering. A single move could break through ten thousand techniques. It was the orthodox fist technique that dealt with ten thousand changes by remaining unchanged.
"Alright!"
Ye Geng responded and punched out with his fists as well. The pressure of his fists caused the air to explode.
The four fists chased each other and went up together. The fist aura shone brightly and pressed forward like an iron wall.
With Liu Honghui's eyesight, he discovered that Yang Qingxuan's advantage was in the comprehension of sword intent. His cultivation base was not high. If they were to compete in moves, he would only end up like Wu Peng. The only way to win was to use the characteristics of the Exploding Fist to break through ten thousand techniques.
Yang Qingxuan swiped with two fingers, and the Fighting Ghosts God fell into his hand. He held it in front of him and blocked.
The two's Exploding Fists almost merged together. It was like a chariot crashing, crushing one side. There was no way to dodge.
"Bang! Bang! "
"Bang! Bang! "
The four fists pressed down on the sword edge one after another, and there was an explosive sound that made one's mind shatter. There was also the sound of the sword vibrating.
Yang Qingxuan's arm trembled, and he retreated a few steps.
The joint force of the two was not something he could withstand. His body kept retreating to reduce the pressure on the fists.
Chen Zhen's face changed greatly. He raised his hand and grabbed the battle spear. He wanted to go up and help, but suddenly a fierce breath locked on him. A senior student walked out and said coldly, "If you dare to move, you will die!"
Now all the seniors were united against a common enemy. They swore to take down Yang Qingxuan. Otherwise, they would lose face and be unable to raise their heads in the future. Therefore, they would never let Chen Zhen intervene.
Yang Qingxuan was forced into a corner by the two. There was no way out. The terrible fist wind pressed out four spirals and hit the sword, tearing the air. He had completely gained the upper hand.
Liu Honghui said fiercely, "No matter how strong your sword intent is, you are only at the early stage of the True Martial Realm. You don't need any fancy moves. Breaking through ten thousand techniques with one force will be your death knell!"
"Is that so?"
Yang Qingxuan suddenly asked coldly. He raised his left hand and made a gesture. A sword light appeared around him and turned into many treasured swords.
"Evil-Slaying", "Demon Slaying", "Silent Burning", "Love Parting", "Crimson Heaven" …
A total of twelve swords appeared in the air. Along with the sound of the swords, they all emitted a fierce sword intent and pointed at the two.
"What? These swords … "
Liu Honghui and Ye Geng were both shocked. The twelve swords flashed and slashed at them. They all carried a strong sword intent, as if twelve swordsmen had been reborn and were descending to the earth.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
Under the fierce slashes of the twelve sword intents, Liu Honghui and Ye Geng's explosive fists rippled. Their fists hurt and the bones in their hands began to crack, spitting out large amounts of blood.
Yang Qingxuan took a breath and swung his Fighting Ghosts God. The sound of swords rang out and the surrounding space darkened as if it was shrouded in night. However, the sword Qi was as fast as the wind, cutting the stars and the moon back!
A long river gradually fell and the dawn sank. He slashed over.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
The strength of the two's fists exploded. The three of them jumped up at the same time and flipped in the air to relieve the impact of the waves of True Qi. Liu Honghui and Ye Geng just landed on the ground and couldn't help but retreat.
Yang Qingxuan had nowhere to retreat. Moreover, his body was strong. The impact of the True Qi on his body didn't affect him much. Instead, he faced the wave and slashed again!
The sword intent in the sky gathered and poured into the sword. It split the darkness and turned into a sky full of light, like the morning sun shining on the earth.
"Boom!"
Liu Honghui and Ye Geng were caught off guard and were injured by the sword. They both spat out mouthfuls of blood and flew backward, landing on the ground far away.
Yang Qingxuan's sword Qi gathered and all of it was absorbed into his body. His skin was smooth and there was a flowing light on it. Then, it disappeared into his body and returned to normal.
He stood up sternly, his long robe fluttering without wind. He said coldly, "Who else? If you don't want to admit defeat, come!"
The whole place was silent. Two powerhouses in the top twenty of the Hidden Dragon Ranking were defeated so miserably even when they joined forces. Who else could stop him?
A few people were originally eager to try, but at this moment, their hands and feet were cold. They didn't dare to go forward.
Liu Honghui was lying on the ground spitting out blood. His face was pale and he struggled to stand up. He gritted his teeth and said, "No one outside the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking is his opponent!"
That one sentence seemed to have used up all of his strength. "Bang!" He fell to the ground again.
"Bang!"
A cold wind blew. All the students gasped and couldn't help but step back.
Yang Qingxuan said coldly, "From now on, whoever dares to jump in front of me will be beaten up every time!"
Everyone was ashamed and angry, but they didn't dare to say anything. Everyone was silent.
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