Chapter 133 Fierce Battle

An unknown little white face dared to openly challenge the first genius of Chuzhou.

This shocked everyone.

People's eyes were fixed on the big cauldron as the dust dissipated.

I saw a figure, holding a big tripod in both hands, like an unyielding giant.

"Wow!"

The surroundings that had calmed down for a moment were instantly boiling.

"That kid actually took Nangong Han's two moves, it's unbelievable."

"Look at the big cauldron in his hand, is it a psychic treasure?"

"I don't know it's the big cauldron, look at his boots."

"Oh my god, two psychic treasures, who is this kid who has so many treasures?"

When people saw the two psychic treasures on Tang Yongye's body, the shock to them was far greater than that of Nangong Han.

Every psychic treasure is priceless, and this kid actually owns two at the same time. He is a genius like Nangong Han, and he doesn't have such a rich net worth.

Everyone's eyes were full of greed.

If it wasn't for Nangong Han in front of them, they would have dispersed long ago, robbing this little white face.

"It's no wonder that Young Master Wuye looks down on those top-grade treasures."

A wry smile appeared on Zhou Yu's face.

Although high-grade treasures are valuable, compared with psychic treasures, they are simply insignificant and not worth mentioning.

But if you just rely on Lingbao, there is no chance of winning.

"No wonder you dare to be arrogant in front of me. It turns out that you are relying on two psychic treasures, but you will know how stupid you are in a while."

The corners of Nangong Han's mouth twitched, but his eyes turned cold.

"Although my strength is suppressed, it will not take 30% of my strength to destroy you."

"Shh!"

The voice fell, and Nangong Han's body jumped up.

Immediately afterwards, in people's sight, they saw a phantom of a giant sword of ten meters in size wrapping Nangong Han in the middle, wrapping the terrifying power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, beheading Tang Yongye.

The phantom of this giant sword is too terrifying, the sword energy is raging wildly, the leaves are flying, and the surrounding trees are washed away by the sword energy.

"So terrifying, is this the strength of the first genius in Chuzhou?"

"It's terrifying, Nangong Han's 30% power is so terrifying, how powerful should he be at his peak?"

The people around, felt this suffocating sword energy, and quickly avoided far away, for fear of harming Chiyu.

And Tang Yongye, like an unyielding sword, stood in place.

Looking at the phantom of the giant sword that was beheaded down, his expression was extremely heavy.

He still underestimated the horror of Nangong Han.

"Nangong Han, I'm not the same person I was a year ago, do you think I'll be slaughtered by you like last time?"

The corners of Tang Yongye's mouth curled into a stern arc.

With a thought, a long sword appeared in his hand.

The blade is sharp and the light is cold.

"My God, it's another psychic treasure. Is this kid a psychic treasure?"

People were shocked when they saw the long sword in Tang Yongye's hand.

Three psychic treasures, what kind of monster is this?

"Okay, I killed you today, the three psychic treasures are all mine."

Nangong Han's eyes were full of killing intent, but the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, showing a shocking look, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

I saw that Tang Yongye poured the spiritual energy in his body into the Tianjue Sword in his hand frantically.

Tian Jue Jianfeng trembled, and the surging sword energy seemed to be gushing out from the sword body.

"call out!"

The next moment, the same sword was cut out.

This three-meter-long sword energy is far from being comparable to Nangong Han's giant sword phantom.

However, the three-meter-long sword qi contained an indomitable aura that was like a broken bamboo.

"This is "Sword One"? How is it possible? How can this kid learn the ancient sword art?"

Nangong Han was shocked when he saw this sword energy.

"boom!"

The next moment, the three-meter sword qi and the giant sword phantom bombarded together.

The sound waves resounded through the sky, followed by the aftermath of the surging sword energy, sweeping away towards the surroundings in a overwhelming trend.

Immediately, the mountains within a radius of several dozen feet turned into powder, and the trees were broken and thrown flying.

Like the end of the world.

"This……"

At this moment, everyone stared blankly at this scene, their mouths opened wide, and they were shocked and unable to speak for a long time.

They could never have imagined that the little white face would be able to fight with Nangong Han, the first genius of Chuzhou, to this point.

When did such a genius appear in Chuzhou?

"Is that kid dead now?"

Someone exclaimed.

People's eyes were fixed on the violent sword energy.

"Shh! Shh!"

I saw two figures being thrown away by the violent force.

Ding Ding Deng! ! !

After landing, the two figures stepped back again and again.

One took three steps back, and the other took more than ten steps.

Who is strong or weak is clear at a glance.

Nangong Han looked at Tang Yongye, whose clothes were tattered and a little embarrassed, the arrogance in his eyes was no longer at this moment, his sword eyebrows raised, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The ancient sword art is extremely difficult to cultivate, even he has only practiced "Sword One" and "Sword Two".

Unexpectedly, this little white face who didn't know where he came from, actually learned "Jian Yi", and "Jian Yi"'s attainment is even a little bit stronger than his.

"I admit to underestimating you, but today you will surely die."

A cold light flashed in Nangong Han's eyes, and the ancient Tianyao sword in his hand was unsheathed.

The majestic sword energy swept away.

Around him, an invisible sword qi storm was generated immediately.

If Nangong Han was a sharp sword to be unsheathed before, then at this moment, he is an unsheathed sword.

This sword has a terrifying murderous aura that can slay any enemy that stands in his way.

"It's terrible, is this Nangong Han's true strength?"

"It's terrible, that kid is dead now."

The people around felt the terrifying fluctuation of sword energy and gasped in shock.

"No, Nangong Han is going to be serious, and Young Master Wuye is in danger."

Zhang Xiaoling was worried in the crowd.

"Previously, we all thought that Young Master Wuye was going to die, but we didn't expect that he would take on Nangong Han's two moves. Maybe there will be a miracle?"

Zhou Yu's voice became smaller and smaller.

Even so, it can be seen that Zhou Yu himself does not believe his own words.

After all, Nangong Han was too terrifying.

Tang Yongye looked up at the imposing Nangong Han with a solemn expression on his face.

"Are you going to get real?"

"Boom!"

Nangong Han slashed out with a sword, and the sword qi was like an arrow from the string, straight down towards Tang Yongye. .

The surrounding space seemed to be unable to withstand this sword, and it distorted and collapsed directly.

The sword qi was rampant, and although the attack had not yet arrived, the terrifying aura had already descended on him, as if his body would be riddled with holes.