Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

When Yu Shengmo saw Wen Yanzhao flying towards him, he spun the black umbrella in his hand, and a giant purple-black dragon several dozen feet long rose into the air!

The dragon was baring its fangs and claws above Yu Shengmo's head, revealing its ferocious appearance. His pupils were faintly purple, and he growled at Wen Yanzhao who was rushing over with a sword in hand.

At the same time, four young men in purple holding zithers, flutes and shengs appeared from another building, and the instruments in their hands started playing at the same time!

Li Changsheng glanced at Luo Xuan from the roof and said teasingly:

"Did you see that... Someone even more pretentious than Luo Xuan appeared..."

Luo Xuan's handsome face flushed and he smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, his fellow disciples were focused on the battle between Wen Yanzhao and Yu Shengmo and did not pay attention to what Li Changsheng said.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and purple lightning flashed one after another. The black dragon circled above Yu Shengmo's head, baring its fangs and claws, and roared at Wen Yanzhao!

Yu Shengmo's face was cold, and he said, "Boy, if you don't want to die, get out of the way. You are no match for me!"

"Hmph, you think... you can... kill me?!"

Wen Yanzhao faced the black dragon without fear. He gently waved the Chengying in his hand, and suddenly his whole body was lit up with sword shadows that almost condensed into substance.

"go with!"

The sword shadows shot out towards Yushengmo!

"Kengkengkengkeng..."

Yu Shengmo waved his black umbrella and blocked all the sword shadows coming from Wen Yanzhao. The sword intent was so strong that Yu Shengmo's hand holding the umbrella felt numb.

Seeing that Wen Yanzhao was not afraid and dared to fight back, Yu Shengmo was immediately furious and shouted:

"Insanity!"

Immediately, all the internal energy in his body was injected into the black umbrella in his hand frantically... The murderous aura emitted by the black dragon became stronger and stronger!

"go with!"

Yu Shengmo waved his left hand, and the black dragon, like a falling star from the sky, pounced straight towards Wen Yanzhao, who was protecting himself with a ruthless sword formation.

"Roar!!"

The black dragon rushed down, and Wen Yanzhao looked as small as a little beast in front of the black dragon.

"As expected of the number one master of Nan Jue!"

Wen Yanzhao's eyes reflected the black dragon falling from the sky, and he praised it without hesitation.

As the words came out of his mouth, he waved the shadow in his hand, and instantly seventy or eighty clones emerged from his original body!

The clones are stacked layer upon layer, protecting the main body without leaving any gaps.

What was different from the previous Wuwo Sword Art was that this time, in addition to the Wuqing Sword Formation's ice sword formation, each clone actually had a layer of black mist faintly wrapped around the sword.

"This kid's moves are getting more and more sophisticated. The last time he fought me, he only had 21 clones, but now he can split into more than 80!"

"Not bad, not bad, you're making rapid progress!"

Li Changsheng chuckled, then picked up the wine jug and watched Wen Yanzhao and Yu Shengmo fighting leisurely.

"Cousin, is he going to rely on his clone to take this attack?" Baili Dongjun exclaimed!

Li Changsheng nodded slightly:

"His strength is now that of a sword immortal, but your cousin has added poison skills to his sword skills, which will surely have a complementary effect!"

As Li Changsheng finished speaking, the black dragon controlled by Yu Shengmo with his true energy crashed into these clones!

"boom!"

The black dragon rushed into the clone formation and began to strangle it, but unexpectedly, the sword energy emitted by the clone formed by Wen Yanzhao's selfless swordsmanship was exactly the same as the real body!

Wen Yanzhao's original body swung out the Chengying Sword frequently, and his clone followed suit. In an instant, countless sword energies slashed at the giant dragon!

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"...

The sword energy cut a huge gap around the black dragon, but the sound waves played by four young men on another rooftop merged into the black dragon's body, and the huge gap cut by Wen Yanzhao quickly closed up again!

"What a strong sword spirit! I admit that you are a great man, but you are still a little behind me!"

Yu Sheng Mo held a black umbrella and stood proudly behind the black dragon, watching the black dragon he drove rush into Wen Yanzhao's clones. He saw that less than half of the more than 80 clones had been strangled...

"boom!"

Yu Shengmo clenched his hand, and the black dragon rose into the air again, raising its dragon head high and then sucking all of Wen Yanzhao's remaining clones into its huge body!

The black dragon began to spin and curl wildly, its speed getting faster and faster as Yu Shengmo's internal force was injected into it... In just a few breaths, it crushed all the clones except Wen Yanzhao!

Wen Yanzhao's body was also caught in the tornado formed by the dragon's rotation, but the black dragon could not do anything to Wen Yanzhao.

Yu Shengmo thought he was powerless to resist, but Li Changsheng saw the clues -

Wen Yanzhao remained motionless in the black dragon's body, holding a green pill in each hand. He then crushed it into powder and absorbed it all into his body...

With a protective sword formation surrounding him all the time, Yu Shengmo's magic swordsmanship could hardly hurt him at all!

Yu Shengmo seemed to want to end this battle quickly and didn't want to waste time on Wen Yanzhao, so he waved his black umbrella and shouted angrily:

"Roar!!"

The dragon roared and shook the sky, and the powerful dragon might swept across most of the Apocalypse City!

The strong winds caused by the black tornado blew off the roofs of many houses near the school...

Baili Dongjun was on the roof of the school below, staring at the sky in amazement, muttering:

"Is this... the battle between sword immortals?"

Li Changsheng looked at the sky with interest:

"You are lucky enough to witness the battle between the Sword Immortals. After this battle, I'm afraid Wen Yanzhao will be more famous than you!"

Xiao Ruofeng sighed with a bitter face:

"If you want to fight, just fight. Why destroy my house... Sigh, even if my family runs a bank, we can't stand your bullying!"

Li Changsheng laughed:

"Didn't your father reward Wen Yanzhao with 1,000 taels of gold? You should be able to pay it back!"

Lei Mengsha crossed his arms across his chest. Today he was unusually taciturn. He kept his mouth wide open, looking up at the sky at the shocking battle.

The other young masters also stared intently at the purple-black dragon in the sky and Wen Yanzhao who was caught in the dragon...

"If you admit defeat now, I can still spare your life!"

Yu Shengmo looked down from above and shouted at Wen Yanzhao who was among the giant dragons.

"Then I'll show you what it means to be in a trance!!"

Wen Yanzhao suddenly opened his eyes, a ray of green light shot out, and the sword formation around him suddenly became brighter!

"Shh!"

Wen Yanzhao raised his hand and swung out a sword. The sword energy actually cut Yu Shengmo's black dragon in half, but the power did not decrease. After cutting the dragon in half, it still slashed towards Yu Shengmo!

The sword energy was originally invisible, but it carried a highly toxic emerald green color. This poison was exactly the Yonghe poison that Wen Yanzhao had previously refined using the peacock gall and Gelsemium elegans poison that he had exchanged in the system as raw materials!

Yu Shengmo saw that the black dragon formed by his magic sword technique was actually cut in half by his sword with just one flick of his sword, and the sword energy was slashing towards him with a green glow!

His heart trembled and he quickly rushed back!

Li Changsheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw this:

"You little brat, you're using poison to increase your strength in a short period of time again!"

Wen Yanzhao frantically absorbed the true energy in the surrounding air, and his breath surged like hundreds of rivers entering the sea!

"Why did my cousin's aura suddenly become so strong?"

Baili Dongjun exclaimed.

Liu Yue shook her head:

"I admit that his cultivation is far higher than mine, but I don't like the color of his eyes... I prefer the purple eyes of Yu Sheng Mo!"

Mo Xiaohei let out a "Tsk!" through his nostrils, tilted his head and rolled his eyes at Liu Yue who had just spoken.

"This is the battle between sword immortals, the Southern Sword Immortal versus the Lingnan Poison Sword Immortal..."

"This is a rare battle that only happens once in many years. I must quickly record this scene and let them see the grace of the Sword Immortal."

At some point, Ji Ruofeng, wearing a Prajna mask on his face, landed silently beside Baili Dongjun, holding a sketchbook in his hand and began to draw the two people fighting fiercely in the sky!