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He could easily deal with this man in front of him.    

Immediately, the longsword in his hand did not unsheathe from its sheath. It headed forward with its scabbard.    

The longsword, with the scabbard on it, produced a buzzing sound.    

"Clang!" The sound of metal clashing could be heard.    

Xiao Jian's body only moved slightly on the spot, and he had already removed the rebounding force.    

As for the person in front of him, Xiao Jian's opponent, it was as if he had been hit by a car, and his entire person was retreating backwards at a rapid speed.    

After retreating about three to four meters, his entire person crashed heavily into the wall, and only then did he stop moving.    

He coughed a few times before a bright red color appeared at the corner of his mouth.    

At this moment, he felt as if all his internal organs had shifted.    

He looked up at the people in front of him and his face flushed red. Then, he forcefully swallowed the blood back into his mouth.    

When the people in the enemy camp saw this scene, a hint of helplessness flashed in their eyes.    

He bowed slightly to Young Master Li before slowly taking two steps forward.    

After that, he cupped his hands towards Xiao Jian and pointed at the man who spoke just now. "Friend, my name is Wang Fang. Isn't your attack too heavy?"    

Xiao Jian cupped his hands towards Wang Fang. "Friend, we have no intention of offending you. It's just that your friend is too rude!"    

"How about this, apologize to us. This matter will pass just like that. How about it?" Wang Fang's tone was very polite.    

When Xiao Jian heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.    

"Friend, what do you mean? Give me an explanation for whether it is possible or not?" Wang Fang frowned when he saw Xiao Jian laughing.    

"You want us to apologize?" Xiao Jian pointed at himself and laughed again, "Friend, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet, have you?"    

Wang Fang initially thought that Xiao Jian wanted to apologize, but his furrowed brows had already dispersed.    

When he heard Xiao Jian's words, his face darkened, and he spoke in a gloomy tone. "Friend, what do you mean by this?"    

"What do you mean? That's what I mean!"    

Xiao Jian said and shook the sword in his hand. The sword had already been drawn out of the sheath, and then it made a light sound.    

He gently stroked the sword with his hand and muttered to it, as if he was talking to a friend.    

Seeing this, wang Fang's eyes became serious. He then reached his right hand to his waist and shook it.    

The sword had already left its sheath, and the sword was shaking up and down.    

This was clearly a soft sword.    

When Xiao Jian saw the opponent take out a soft sword, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.    

He was obsessed with swords, so he naturally knew about soft swords.    

He wanted to learn a soft sword. However, it was too difficult to master it.    

On the other hand, this Wang Fang in front of him... When the soft sword in his hand was unsheathed, the sword was soft and hard. It was a combination of real and fake. It was clear that he had already practiced the soft sword to a very profound level.    

Wang Fang flicked the soft sword in his hand. Then, with a kick on his right leg, he rushed in the direction of Xiao Jian.    

When he arrived in front of Xiao Jian, he thrust the soft sword straight at him.    

When Xiao Jian saw the soft sword piercing towards his chest, he immediately raised the sword in his hand to block the soft sword.    

A mocking smile flashed across Wang Fang's face. The soft sword in his hand suddenly shook.    

At this moment, Xiao Jian suddenly realized that the sword in front of him had disappeared.    

Immediately, his heart tightened, and he quickly retreated.    

However, it was too late for him to retreat now.    

The flexible sword suddenly appeared in his right hand position.    

Xiao Jian only felt a slight pain on his right arm, but he discovered that his right arm had already been torn open.    

He felt pain in his hand, but he couldn't use any strength. He could only helplessly retreat in Yang Ying's direction.    

When Wang Fang saw Xiao Jian retreat, how could he let go of such a good opportunity? He immediately took two steps forward and chased after Xiao Jian.    

At the same time, the soft sword in his hand swayed once more, and lunged at Xiao Jian's face.    

At this moment, Xiao Jian no longer had the strength to use his right hand.    

All of his sword skills were above his right hand.    

At this moment, his right arm was injured, but his combat strength was greatly damaged. When he saw the soft sword coming towards him, he was powerless to resist it.    

When he saw that he was about to be hit by the soft sword, he closed his eyes slightly and sighed in his heart: Good sword, good sword technique!    

At this moment, he felt a strong force coming from his left hand, and then he was pulled backward.    

When he opened his eyes, he saw... In front of him... A tall figure appeared in front of him.    

That person didn't move like an abyss, his right hand only lightly waved.    

A sword light flashed past the tip of his right hand's finger, and shockingly, a Moon Shadow appeared on his fingertip.    

Xiao Jian squinted his eyes. He had already recognized the person in front of him. It was Yang Ying, Senior Brother Yang.    

He saw that the sword light had already blocked Wang Fang's soft sword.    

Wang Fang smiled faintly, then turned his right hand slightly.    

The soft sword seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and a few sword shadows appeared.    

On the other hand, Yang Ying also smiled faintly, then turned his right hand a few times.    

Then, he heard a series of tinkling sounds.    

A trace of astonishment flashed across Wang Fang's eyes. He looked at Yang Ying in disbelief.    

One should know that ever since he stepped onto the path of cultivation, other than Young Master Li who was behind him, the rest of the people were unable to withstand three strikes from his sword.    

What he had just used was his ultimate skill, the Cloud Snake sword technique.    

This sword technique was a thousand years old expert, a rare species of the Cloud Snake, a self-created sword technique.    

This Cloud Snake sword technique was the most bizarre. Ordinary opponents would not even be able to see its sword moves clearly.    

However, what did he see now?    

Not only did the person opposite him receive all the sword moves, he even had a calm expression on his face.    

This... How is this possible!    

Yang Ying naturally didn't know what Wang Fang was thinking. He only gave Wang Fang a surprised look.    

He couldn't help but snort lightly.    

When Wang Fang heard this snort, he immediately reacted.    

A trace of embarrassment and anger flashed across his face. This was the first time he was looked down upon by his opponent.    

At that moment, he held the soft sword in his hand and moved forward once again.    

This time, he was using the most powerful move of the Cloud Snake sword technique!    

He had never used this move since he had successfully cultivated it!    

It was because the power of this move was too great that he was afraid that he would not be able to fully control it.    

The true essence in his body circulated rapidly, and then his right hand shook. The soft sword was like a dozen or so Cloud Snakes, constantly flicking its tongue.    

When Yang Ying saw this move, a hint of appreciation flashed across his eyes.    

If they were to follow the standard of the Sword Dao, wang Fang would probably be ranked at the top of the younger generation.