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Chapter 173

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No one expected that Chu Yang would beat Nangong Ying into submission.

"Haha!" Nangong Ying was stunned for a moment before he laughed out loud, "Little sheep, it seems like you are itching for a beating. Wait for me to give you a good beating."

"Uncle Nangong, can you do it?" Chu Yang looked at Nangong Ying from head to toe with ridicule, "Uncle, I am worried that I will poke a hole in your body. If that happens, Uncle Li will laugh at you for the rest of your life."

"Little sheep, you dare to add oil to the fire to provoke me." Nangong Ying was angry and said, "Make your move."

"Everyone, back off!"

When Chu Fei spoke, all the disciples of the Martial Courtyard came to their senses. If they didn't back off, they might lose their lives at any time.

Chu Yang's sword was already in his hand. His aura instantly became incomparably fierce, "Uncle, you really have to be careful. I can't grasp the power of my sword technique at the moment. If I don't hold back later, I may accidentally put righteousness before family."

"Xiu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved and his sword was unsheathed. Before the disciples of the Martial Courtyard could react, Chu Yang's sword had already pointed at Nangong Ying's forehead.

Wind Chasing Life Seizing Sword, Pointing Eyebrow Style!

Ding!

Nangong Ying didn't know when a sword appeared in his hand, nor did he know when he thrust his sword. However, his sword instantly intercepted Chu Yang's sword with incomparable precision.

"Little sheep, your sword is very fast, but it is still a little lacking!"

"Is that so, Uncle?"

Whoosh!

For no reason, a gust of wind appeared where Chu Yang was standing, and the sound suddenly split into two. Looking over, there were actually two Chu Yang's.

Swish!

Wind Chasing Life Seizing Sword, Wind Killing Style!

The two Chu Yang's appeared for a moment, and immediately turned into one person. However, their positions changed countless times in an instant. It was like a chaotic wind that came from all directions.

"Little sheep, you didn't turn into a real wind, nor did you create a clone. These are useless against me!"

Nangong Ying thrusted his sword towards Chu Yang. The two swords clashed, but there was no sound. His sword easily pierced through Chu Yang's sword and directly pierced through Chu Yang's entire body.

"It's fake. When did he affect my mind and cause me to misjudge?"

Immediately after, Nangong Ying felt a sharp Sword Qi piercing towards him from his left, wanting to pierce through his head.

Wind Killer Sword, Brain Piercing Move!

"Not good!"

Nangong Ying's body didn't move, but his arm seemed to have left his body. With a turn of his body, he turned to the left and thrust his sword forward. In an instant, his eyes, which hadn't seen his own sword, shrank.

He missed again!

What was even more shocking was that the fake Chu Yang seemed to be the real one. He was already thrusting his sword towards his heart.

"How is that possible? My judgment just now was absolutely correct!"

"How did he do it!"

This kind of swordsmanship was simply unimaginable. It was as if the moment he changed his move, Chu Yang had switched positions with his original shadow.

Nangong Ying's mind instantly flashed with an indelible scene from the past. He had once seen a sword genius' swordsmanship that was similar to Chu Yang's current swordsmanship — Shadow Changing Steps!

Changing one's body into a shadow and instantly changing one's position, this kind of footwork was extremely shocking. It could dodge a fatal blow, and it could also deliver a fatal blow.

Ding!

Nangong Ying's other hand, a sword had unknowingly appeared. This sword accurately intercepted Chu Yang's sword.

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