Chapter 237: Reverse Suppression (Part 2)

These signs undoubtedly made Yang Tinghe extremely wary of Pei Xuanjing's strength.

In addition to the fight between the two just now, he couldn't help but doubt whether he could kill the other party?

"Don't you want to take action?" Pei Xuanjing felt a little bored.

Although he was very interested in seeing the other party's methods, Pei Xuanjing knew even more clearly why his main purpose today was, so he didn't have much patience.

His attitude undoubtedly stimulated Yang Tinghe and made him angry.

Even if he admitted that he might not be Pei Xuanjing's opponent, in his opinion, the two were also strong men of the same level.

But Pei Xuanjing's words made him feel that he was despised, and he was furious and attacked again.

He shook his right sleeve, and a short knife about a foot long appeared. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, with blood-colored fluorescence flowing, exuding a creepy breath.

Blood God Blade, a magic weapon of the Wanduan level.

Yang Tinghe turned his wrist, and the Blood God Blade flashed with cold light, bursting out with a terrible edge, as if even the air was cut into a vacuum.

Buzz buzz buzz.

The ear-piercing sound of the sword rang out in the square, and everyone's ears were filled with the sound of the sword. In their minds, they seemed to see a terrifying scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Clang!

Yang Tinghe jumped up, and the Blood God Blade in his hand slashed towards Pei Xuanjing with an unparalleled sharp edge.

A flash of sword light appeared, and the sharp and unparalleled sword light seemed to cut the sky and the earth apart, like the morning light at dawn, wandering in the starlight of the night, shining everywhere.

At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the Blood God Blade, and the two merged into one, like a blood-colored dragon.

Endless blood mist filled the four directions, and it was just a flash, and it came to Pei Xuanjing in an instant, almost like teleportation.

"A trifle!"

Pei Xuanjing shook his head and sighed.

Just a slight sideways movement, he avoided the sharp blade.

After condensing his soul, Pei Xuanjing not only had extremely powerful mental power, but was also many times more sensitive than before.

Yang Tinghe's seemingly strange swordsmanship may be very fast in the eyes of others, as if it were teleportation.

But in front of Pei Xuanjing, it was extremely slow, just like a turtle crawling in front of him, which was nothing at all.

Yang Tinghe was shocked to be dodged so easily by Pei Xuanjing, but he turned his wrist and swung several swords in succession, but was still easily dodged by Pei Xuanjing.

The sharp sword energy almost turned the floor around Pei Xuanjing into powder, but it still did not hurt Pei Xuanjing at all.

"You only know how to dodge!" Yang Tinghe shouted, and swung another sword.

"Haha!" Pei Xuanjing chuckled, and his eyes suddenly looked straight into Yang Tinghe's eyes.

Eye sword technique!

Yang Tinghe never thought that Pei Xuanjing would have such a trick. He did not dodge at all when facing Pei Xuanjing's gaze, but just looked straight at him.

Boom!

In an instant, he seemed to feel that countless sharp swords shot out from Pei Xuanjing's eyes, piercing into his own eyes and his mind at the same time, even his mind was shocked, and the knife in his hand was paused.

Pei Xuanjing did not pause at all, he just raised his white and slender palm, patted it lightly, and patted it on the wrist of the opponent holding the knife.

With Pei Xuanjing's physique after a rebirth, how powerful will it be? Each of his blows has the power of shaking the sky and splitting the earth.

Even if Pei Xuanjing did not use all his strength, but just hit it casually, the power contained in it was not something Yang Tinghe could bear.

Crack!

Yang Tinghe, whose mind was shocked by the eye sword technique, felt that his wrist holding the knife was hit violently before he reacted, and it seemed that even the bones were broken by the huge power of the bone.

The wrist holding the knife lost its strength, and the Blood God Blade flew out of his hand.

Pei Xuanjing caught the Blood God Blade with one hand, and casually slapped it with his other hand, hitting the opponent's Dantian.

Puff!

Yang Tinghe spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell on the square of more than ten feet.

At this moment, the true energy in his Dantian was defeated by Pei Xuanjing's palm, and it was difficult to gather in a short time. He didn't even have the strength to struggle to get up.

"My lord!"

His men in the distance saw him like this, and several of them immediately abandoned their opponents and wanted to come to rescue.

Pei Xuanjing snorted coldly, and waved the Blood God Blade in his hand casually, and the sharp blade slashed out. Those people didn't even have time to say a word before their bodies were separated.

"Cough cough cough"

Yang Tinghe didn't care about his dead men, but stared at Pei Xuanjing who was walking towards him with resentful and hateful eyes.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Pei Xuanjing quietly, their eyes following his figure.

Blood Demon Yang Tinghe was defeated too easily, and Pei Xuanjing won too easily.

From beginning to end, Pei Xuanjing never used the magic sword on his waist. He just used simple fists and palms to defeat the powerful Yang Tinghe, which really made everyone dumbfounded.

Almost everyone knows that Pei Xuanjing's most powerful skill is his swordsmanship. I don't know how many people have been defeated by his sword along the way.

Especially when he fought with the old Tianshi on Longhu Mountain, the sword realm displayed by Pei Xuanjing shocked countless people, so when the martial arts field was broken, countless people scrambled for the fragments with sword marks.

It can even be said that many of the various forces that came today have fragments of the sword marks in their hands, leaving them for their younger generations to observe.

Pei Xuanjing came to Yang Tinghe in just a few steps, looked at Yang Tinghe who had lost his fighting power, and slapped him lightly.

When everyone thought that Pei Xuanjing would kill the other party without hesitation, they didn't expect Pei Xuanjing to just smash the other party's Dantian with one palm and destroy the other party's power.

"Why don't you kill me!" Yang Tinghe roared.

The other party's destruction of his power was more painful to him than killing him.

Pei Xuanjing shook his head lightly and said, "Someone thinks your life is still useful."

Originally, according to his idea, he would kill him.

But Bai Xiaosheng told him that Yang Tinghe's life would be more useful than killing him. If Pei Xuanjing was sure that he could save the other party's life after defeating him, then he would save his life.

Because according to Bai Xiaosheng, this blood demon Yang Tinghe has a big secret. He was able to hide in the Ming Dynasty court for decades, spending so much energy and effort, and the things he planned must be big.

According to the information he got, the other party was indeed trapped in a secret blessed land and did not come out. The time for the secret blessed land to be opened has not yet come. It can be said that even if the other party survived in the secret blessed land, it is not time for him to come out.