Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Dazzling golden light condensed at the tip of the sword, forming a line with the sunset in the horizon, illuminating everything in the world.    

A tyrannical and peerless energy fluctuation shot out from the Sword Light, unknowingly emitting an oppressive dao, shocking the soul.    

At this moment, Wu Zeyang who was holding onto his sword stood proudly on the stage, like a war god looking down on his surroundings, completely releasing his endless charisma.    

"What a strong sword intent!"    

Sensing the terrifying undulations from the opponent's Sword Light, the smile on Tang Xiaodao's face finally disappeared.    

However, he wasn't the least bit afraid, and instead stood there quietly, like a pine tree, unmoving despite the wind and the rain blowing about.    

Not moving was not an act of inaction, but rather a method of preparation for an attack.    

Finally, under Tang Xiaodao's attentive gaze, Wu Zeyang moved.    

He slowly stepped forward, the Long sword in his hand was still raised up high, but the tip of the Long sword was getting more and more powerful, overflowing with endless fluctuations, causing space to seem to distort.    

One step, one step, Wu Zeyang walked over.    

A distance of ten meters was not too far, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Zeyang had already arrived in front of him.    

Woo!    

Breaking through the air, the Long sword in Wu Zeyang's hands suddenly slashed down.    

In the blink of an eye, a sword light flashed like a rainbow, as fast as lightning, with the force of a divine punishment.    

In an instant, it was as if a bolt of lightning flashed in the forest, stabbing everyone's eyes to the point that they almost had to close them.    

Of course, there was only one other person!    

That's Tang Xiaodao!    

His eyes widened even more, as if they were twinkling with infinite stars.    

The Sword Qi whistled down, ahead of the sword aura, blowing onto Tang Xiaodao's forehead in front of his bangs, shaving his face.    

At that moment, Tang Xiaodao suddenly moved!    

His hands suddenly opened wide, and with a swoosh, two small knives pierced through the air, shooting towards Wu Zeyang like Sharp Arrow that had left the bowstring, instantly arriving in front of Wu Zeyang.    

At the same time, Tang Xiaodao quickly retreated!    

A green wind swirled around his body, swirling around him as he floated backwards, barely dodging his opponent's light sword attack.    

Needless to say, Tang Xiaodao's plan was not bad ? he would attack Wu Zeyang with his blade, but if he were to retreat, he would be forced to take the initiative.    

However, Wu Zeyang was also not someone to be trifled with.    

He slightly leaned to the side and actually pierced through the middle of the two knives, while the Clothes made a clear sound while sticking to the blade.    

Then, Wu Zeyang moved forward, the Long sword in his hands continued to slash, and continued to attack Tang Xiaodao.    

"Let's see how you are going to break this sword!"    

Wu Zeyang sneered, the sword slash was like light, fast to the extreme.    

Just then, Tang Xiaodao suddenly laughed!    

His smile was as brilliant as the sunset in the sky.    

Following that, Wu Zeyang was shocked to see two more identical small knives appearing in his hands.    

Regardless of their shape or size, these two daggers were exactly the same as the two from before. It was as if the two daggers had never left his hand.    

"You ? You actually have a blade!? "    

Wu Zeyang really did not calculate this point, and immediately became slightly shocked for a moment.    

And also at this moment, Tang Xiaodao took action once again. Two small blades left his side without hesitation, and flew straight towards Wu Zeyang's chest in a parallel state.    

These two blades were even closer than before and there was no way to dodge them.    

The corner of Wu Zeyang's eyes shrunk. Just as he was about to respond, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura coming from behind him.    

In the corner of his eyes, Wu Zeyang was shocked to see that behind him, the two daggers from before had shot towards his back like arrows under the guidance of two miniature tornadoes.    

In other words, at this moment, Wu Zeyang's chest and back had both shot two blades at him.    

Four slashes, two for one, caused Wu Zeyang to be attacked from the back.    

What shocked Wu Zeyang the most, was that these four blades were moving at the same speed, guaranteeing that the four blades would reach their target at the same time ? ? Wu Zeyang.    

In both the front and back, there were blades, so unless Wu Zeyang knew how to fly, he had nowhere to retreat to.    

Unfortunately, Wu Zeyang had not reached air control and was unable to fly.    

Therefore, he could only take it head on!    

Thinking about it, Wu Zeyang had no choice but to give up on the idea of attacking Tang Xiaodao. Withdrawing the Long sword, he instantly swung it down, drawing a circle of light formed by the Sword Qi.    

Boom!    

The Long sword and the four throwing knife collided at almost the exact same time.