The young man shouted.
"Moon Blade, Hidden!"
At that moment, a long sword suddenly appeared in the air and stabbed Chen Yan's back.
Chen Yan sensed it and quickly turned around to block with his sword!
clang——
The two swords collided, and there was a sharp and piercing sound.
At this moment, Chen Yan seemed to have noticed something, his face changed in shock, and he quickly blocked the opponent's sword and dodged to the side.
However, her arm was still pierced by the transparent sword blade, and she felt a burning pain at the wound.
The young man's control of the sword was very handy, and his sword moves were something Chen Yan had never seen before.
Make the sword transparent...
Chen Yan's eyes dimmed slightly. Even if the sword became transparent, it still existed. As long as it existed, there would definitely be traces.
Chen Yan decided not to use his naked eyes, but to use his mental power to capture the opponent's sword.
About two quarters of an hour later, when Shen Yan was able to capture the position of the opponent's sword with her mental power, she quickly broke the opponent's sword moves, forcing the opponent to put away his sword and change his sword moves again.
"Swift Wind Flow!" Chen Yan swung out a sword quickly, and the blade flew down like a waterfall from a cliff, with an extremely strong impact force.
A crack appeared on the floor of the ring, which was split by the sword.
boom--
The young man was quickly knocked back several steps, and the back of his scarred hand was injured by the sharp sword wind, leaving a bloody mark.
The young man lowered his eyes to glance at the back of his hand. He suddenly sheathed his sword and said, "I give up."
Chen Yan's eyes turned slightly cold when he heard this.
She had just found the feeling of sword practice, but she didn't expect her opponent to give up so easily.
The young man quickly jumped off the stage and left.
Chen Yan frowned.
What a strange person.
The onlookers were stunned, especially those who had placed bets on the young man. They lost money and cursed at the young man's departing back.
Chen Yan won three games in a row. She left the ring and took away her prize and the money she won from the bet.
She wanted to see how Zhuge Youlin was doing now.
But at this moment, another very noisy ring caught her attention. It was Ring No. 5. The ring was surrounded tightly and there was constant noise.
On the fifth ring, there was a young man dressed in black, covered in blood, wearing a mask with a green face and fangs. His eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty, and in his left hand he held a long sword that was completely black.
Chen Yan frowned slightly. The boy's eyes reminded her of...
The young master of Tianfang Sect, Pei Su.
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