Chapter 298, Mediterranean

Especially when Jian Douluo just walked into the courtyard, he saw the sword technique used by Li Yang, which made him feel very mysterious.

Just when he wanted to hand over the long sword in his hand to Li Yang, he saw him take out two short swords from the space ring.

This short sword was forged by Li Yang when he designed and built weapons for his disciples a few days ago.

After giving each disciple one, he had a few left.

"Rongrong! I will give you this short sword too!"

As he said that, he threw one of the short swords to Ning Rongrong.

Looking at the exquisitely crafted dagger in his hands, Ning Rongrong was also very happy.

She said with gratitude: "Teacher! Thank you!"

Next second.

A cold light flashed.

Ning Rongrong drew out the short sword in his hand.

Only see.

The short sword is about 80 cm long and about five cm wide.

The sword body is as smooth as a mirror, giving people a cold chill.

On the blade, there were cold lights that seemed to be flowing constantly.

"Good sword!"

Seeing the short sword drawn from Ning Rongrong's hand, Jian Douluo couldn't help but exclaim.

Immediately afterwards.

Li Yang also drew out the short sword in his hand.

Everyone immediately took a few steps back and flashed out an open space for him and Jian Douluo.

"Haha! Let's start with Li Yang!"

After saying that, Jian Douluo stood with a long sword in his hand.

His long silver hair moves with the wind, elegant and elegant, showing the style of a strong man of his generation.

"Li Yang, you have to be careful. I will use the sixth style of Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect. It is best to use the sword technique you practiced before to deal with it." He reminded.

He felt that if he wanted to deal with Li Yang's sword technique, he had to at least use his sixth style.

so.

Jian Douluo directly chose the sixth style, and Wanjian returned to the sect.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect! He shouted loudly.

The body also moved instantly.

Jian Douluo jumped into the air.

At this moment, the long sword in his hand also slashed countless sword energy.

The sword energy, carried the whistling wind from top to bottom, headed straight to Li Yang.

Seeing him take action, Li Yang's mouth raised slightly, and a strong smile appeared on his face.

He has long remembered Jian Douluo's ten sword techniques.

This sixth style of Ten Thousand Swords returns to the sect, and it is absolutely impossible to resist the flying immortals from outside the sky.

At least it is the ninth stance, which is possible only if the gods and demons slash.

If you can practice the flying immortal from the sky to the realm of great success, even the tenth style of Sword Douluo, the integration of man and sword cannot be stopped.

Next second.

Li Yang jumped up.

He held a short sword in his hand and soared towards the countless sword energy.

now.

Jian Douluo felt a flash in front of him.

The next moment.

He seemed to see a graceful fairy dancing.

The light and elegant dance posture, the graceful and skillful dance steps, both have thousands of delicate postures and changes; it is like a peacock spreading its tail, like a lotus blooming, and like a flying dragon shuttle.

The countless sword energy were also slashed down in an instant.

This scene.

Seeing Jian Douluo couldn't help but feel shocked.

Just then.

Only see.

The graceful fairy appeared suddenly with a short sword in her hand and came straight for herself.

Her beautiful face instantly turned into a skull.

Jian Douluo was shocked and his body retreated rapidly at this moment.

Next second.

He also suddenly discovered it.

This seemingly simple sword stabbed straight, but I couldn't dodge at all.

He had no choice but to wave the long sword in his hand and face the short blade that shined with cold light.

The next moment.

"Do!"

The long sword in his hand was cut off instantly.

but.

The cold light did not continue to prick forward.

Instead, he drew a strange arc and headed straight for his head.

Jian Douluo hurriedly lowered his head to dodge.

But it's still one step late.

He just felt a chill on his head.

The bun on the top of the head instantly scattered.

Jian Douluo was immediately shocked and sweated.

Straws of long silver hair also fell down at this moment.

A breeze blew.

A hint of chill came from above my head in an instant.

He reached out his hand with some curiosity and touched his head.

Next second.

Jian Douluo stood there on the spot.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the sword Douluo in front of him.

He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled.

What made him a little disbelief was that there was a large piece of hair missing from Jian Douluo's head.

He was shaved into the Mediterranean by Li Yang's sword, which is bald.

Such a scene instantly made Ning Rongrong stunned.

She stood there stupidly, constantly rubbing her eyes.

I confirmed over and over again whether I was dazzled.

Neither of them expected that the extremely powerful and heroic sword Douluo would be cut to a bald head by Li Yang in one move.

Just then.

"Ding!"

In Li Yang's mind, the system's voice sounded again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, receiving negative emotions from Chen Xin, experience value 4, experience value 4..."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for receiving positive emotions from Ning Fengzhi, experience value 3, experience value 3..."
To be continued...