Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

In the midst of the golden light, a stream of Sword Light formed, showing off the blazing sun in the sky as it attacked Bai Yang.    

The Sword Qi moved horizontally and horizontally, the sword aura was sharp, like a shocking rainbow, piercing through the air along the way, as though it was going to stir the entire world.    

Bai Yang raised his sword, the Long sword was in front of him, and was clashing with Hao Kuang.    

With a hong sound, the two swords collided, and a deafening explosion occurred.    

The Sword Qi was in chaos as it roared out angrily. It swept towards the two of them and clashed with the Sword Qi.    

The two of them were extremely fast, and their sword moves became even faster. The sword lights interweaved like rainbows, stirring up sand and dust. Occasionally, there would be streams of blood. It was a shocking sight.    

Chu Mo quietly hid himself in the forest, carefully observing the battle from the sidelines.    

Originally, this battle had nothing to do with him. He could just retreat and have nothing to worry about.    

However, for some reason, he chose to stay.    

Through watching the battle for a period of time, Chu Mo realized, although Bai Yang's Swordsmanship was profound, his battle experience and understanding of it was far inferior to He Haokuan, so he was gradually losing.    

And the blood that floated down from the stage, was mostly from Bai Yang.    

In this kind of battle, once you were suppressed, you would inevitably be at a disadvantage.    

"Sigh ?"    

Although the relationship between Chu Mo and the Bai Family was not good, the other party was still a Freshmen of the same generation. Chu Mo could not help but sigh for Bai Yang and mutter to himself softly: "If this continues, Bai Yang will definitely lose, unless he finds an opportunity to exchange blows."    

Since even an outsider like Chu Mo could see through this point, as the person involved, Bai Yang naturally realized it as well.    

However, he had always been suppressed by the sword force of Hao Kuang. He had no choice but to keep up with the rhythm of his opponent's fight, and it was difficult for him to have a chance to turn the situation around.    

"This won't do. If we continue to compete in sword moves, then I'm destined to not be his match!"    

Bai Yang became anxious, he could not help but make another mistake, and his arm was cut by Hao Kuang's sword, which left a long sword wound with blood flowing out.    

"Damn it, let's go all out!"    

The blood angered Bai Yang, making him feel as if he had lost his mind, he directly pierced through the sword and went straight for Hao Kuang's face.    

Except, this kind of fighting method was undoubtedly quite unwise.    

Because, when Bai Yang thrusted the sword out with an unstoppable force, the entire center door was opened wide.    

In other words, as long as Haokong was willing, he could definitely stab Bai Yang's heart and end his life.    

However, when Chu Mo who was in the forest saw Bai Yang's move, he suddenly laughed and praised: "What a great idea to exchange injuries with death."    

That's right, this was a way to exchange wounds.    

Although Bai Yang's center gate was wide open, he had expected He Kuang to not dare to stab his sword out. Otherwise, Bai Yang's sword would similarly pierce deep into Hao Liang's heart, and both of them would be destined to be severely injured, or even die.    

With such a huge advantage, He Kuang would definitely not agree to this move.    

Therefore, He Kuang would definitely block it, and that would be Bai Yang's chance.    

Just at this time, He Kuang finally made his move, holding his sword and approaching.    

Things went according to his expectations. Instead of taking the opportunity to stab Bai Yang in the chest, he and Haokong took the initiative and struck at Bai Yang's sword.    

He Haoran suddenly raised his sword body, held the sword hilt in his right hand and the sword tip in his left hand, and welcomed Bai Yang's incoming sword tip.    

'Clang! 'a loud sound was heard.    

Bai Yang's sword tip touched Hao Kuang's sword, causing sparks to fly.    

Under the strong power of the Long sword, the sword blade of Haokong bent down until it reached its limit and became like a bow.    

However, this "bow" did not snap, but stood horizontally in front of him like a river, blocking Bai Yang's peerless sword.    

The sword bent to the point of breaking, but it did not break. Instead, it shot up into the air.    

Immediately, Bai Yang's sword was bounced back, his body also slid backwards due to the strong force, his legs dragged on the ground for over ten feet, and finally stopped.    

However, because of this, he had been able to escape from the quick attacks of Haokong and the rhythm of his opponent's attacks.    

All in all, he had found the right opportunity.    

This was an opportunity to change his strategy!    

Both Haokong and Haokong knew about this, but he was not afraid.    

To him, Bai Yang had never been his match. No matter how he changed his fighting style, the result would always be the same.