Ah Fei didn't know about Su Jingchen's situation, and when he saw that he didn't answer, he was even more annoyed in his heart, and immediately used all his strength to launch a new round of attack on Su Jingchen. Su Jingchen still didn't say a word, nor did he fight back, just blindly dodged.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and Su Jingchen woke up with a spirit. The moment he woke up, he realized that it was not a breeze, but the feeling of Ah Fei's sword slashing across his cheek, and he hurriedly avoided it.

"You don't have to give in. "I don't know why, Su Jingchen always felt that Ah Fei's sword was not as fast as he had seen at the celebrity conference, and it was not as fast as the sword he had just stabbed Nangong Tieshu. He couldn't think of a reason, he could only think that Ah Fei was deliberately letting him.

As for Ah Fei's side, he has already exerted his sword speed to the extreme, but he still can't help Su Jingchen. Now Su Jingchen said such things again, which made Ah Fei's face hot.

"How dare you mock me!" A burst of fire suddenly rose from the soles of Ah Fei's feet, and then went all the way up, almost completely igniting his blood. He felt like a balloon that was constantly inflating, ready to explode at any moment.

Suddenly, Ah Fei felt a sensation of bubbles bursting in the water, his whole body became lighter, and the speed of the sword in his hand also increased a lot.

"He's really trying to get me. Su Jingchen said secretly in his heart, and immediately collected his mind and dealt with it carefully.

However, although Ah Fei's sword became faster, it was still within the range that Su Jingchen could deal with, and the more he fought, the easier it became. After fifty moves, Su Jingchen felt that Ah Fei's move was no longer a threat to him.

"Give it your all. Su Jingchen didn't know what had happened to him just now, so he could only push everything onto "Ah Fei is still retaining his strength".

After Ah Fei's speed increased, he was full of confidence and was ready to solve Su Jingchen with one move, but the bigger he became, the more difficult he felt. He was angry with himself, and as soon as Su Jingchen said this, he immediately made him angry. The same feeling appeared just now, and Ah Fei once again felt the improvement of his strength, but the magnitude was not the same as the first time

"Again! Ah Fei's attack became sharp again, and Su Jingchen also shouted loudly and became excited. This time, he was no longer blindly dodging, but could return the sword with nine swords. After ten moves, he was already able to return two swords. After another thirty moves, the two began to fight back and forth. After fifty moves, Ah Fei was completely on the defensive, trying to regain his decline several times, but he couldn't even hand over a sword.

"Don't fight, I'm losing. After swinging Su Jingchen's three swords in a row, Ah Fei threw the sword in his hand to the ground, and Yi PG sat on the ground and said with a displeased face.

"I benefited a lot from fighting with Brother Ah Fei. If Brother Ah Fei hadn't stayed at the beginning, I would have lost a long time ago. In my opinion, this battle can be regarded as a draw. "Su Jingchen is sincere

Tunnel.

"Winning is winning, losing is defeating, I'm not as good as others, I don't need to make so many excuses. Be careful about the road ahead, and take your leave. Ah Fei picked up the sword on the ground,

Leap to your feet, then quickly walk away.

"This guy is a wonderful guy, very good. Nangong Tieshu, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke.

Su Jingchen nodded. The person who can make a "iron tree" like Nangong Tieshu open his mouth to praise is naturally really good.

After Ah Fei left, the three of them climbed all the way up the stairs and soon reached the halfway point of the mountain. There, an old man in a gray robe wearing a hat was standing in a gazebo waiting for them.

There is no doubt that this is another true pole powerhouse.

Zhuang Mohan, one of the Su family's guest secretaries, had already stepped into the realm of the extreme path twenty years ago. Over the years, he has lived in seclusion in the Su family, and no one knows how far his martial arts have improved.

In the villa, Su Hai had already finished running, took a comfortable hot bath, and sat on the sofa in a bathrobe and smoked a cigar.

"Young master, it's just an illegitimate child, is it too big to let Zhuang Lao make a move? Tang Daren asked, bending over and standing aside.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, if Chu Qiaocheng, an idiot, had understood this truth earlier, he would not have let that illegitimate son come here. Su Hai half-squinted, and there was a hint of mockery on his face.

On the mountainside, Zhuang Mohan stood up and walked out of the pavilion.

"You shouldn't have come. ”

"It's you who shouldn't have come. Older than the Chinese New Year, why do you come out to hang out at such an old age? If you hurt an old arm or leg, it's not worth it. Su Jingchen sneered

Road.

"Arrogance!" Zhuang Mohan took a step forward, and a judge's pen in his hand pointed at the thirty-six points around Su Jingchen's body.

Su Jingchen has also seen a lot of martial artists during this time, but there are very few who make judges pen like Zhuang Mohan. Compared with ordinary weapons such as dry swords, the judge's pen is short and brittle, and its lethality is not at all a level.

In order to exert the power of the judge's pen, it is necessary to know the acupoints of the human body well. If you don't go home, using the judge's pen to face the enemy is simply looking for death.

Zhuang Mohan can live to such an age, naturally he is not a person who likes to look for death, but really uses the judge's pen to the extent of being superb.

"Qiang" snow drifted out of the sheath in the world, and Zhuang Mohan's judge pen was to be held. But Zhuang Mohan's pen is like an antelope hanging its horns, and there is no trace of it. Su Jingchen's plane was set up in the air.

In such a stunned moment, the judge's pen was less than five centimeters away from Su Jingchen's lower abdomen. Su Jingchen hurriedly exhaled a breath of turbid air and shrank his lower abdomen inward. Zhuang Mohan was about to increase his strength, but a wong suddenly rose in his heart, and he hurriedly turned around to block Nangong Tieshu's broadsword.

Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. As soon as Nangong Tieshu came out with a sword, there was no reason to stop, like ocean waves, one wave stronger than another.

Zhuang Mohan's long hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, and the judge's pen in his hand was either pointed, picked or stabbed, and he looked in a beautiful posture, but he didn't have any difficulty in the face of Nangong Tieshu's stormy attack.

At this time, Su Jingchen also finally adjusted, and the snow drifted out of the world. In an instant, there was silence between heaven and earth, and only countless plum blossoms fell in the air.

There is no plum in the world, the most mysterious move in the plum blossom swordsmanship, and it is also the most powerful move. Su Jingchen knew that ordinary moves were useless for a master like Zhuang Mohan, so he used a killing move as soon as he came up.

More than ten seconds later, Zhuang Mohan stood in place in embarrassment, and the clothes on his body were pierced with holes everywhere.

"Good swordsmanship. But if it weren't for this person, your trick would be useless to me. Zhuang Mohan was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

Su Jingchen was silent. If it weren't for Nangong Tieshu's frontal entanglement just now, even if he used such a powerful move as Wumei in the world, he would definitely not be able to touch Zhuang Mohan's piece

Clothing corners.

"What about this trick? Su Jingchen's body suddenly rotated rapidly, like a spinning top spinning at high speed.

As soon as Zhuang Mohan glanced at it, Nangong Tieshu's broadsword attacked again, and he had to deal with it carefully. Although Nangong Tieshu was only a half-step pole, if he fought alone, Zhuang Mohan was confident that he would be able to take him down within fifty moves.

But now that he is being attacked by the two, although he can't exert his full strength against Su Jingchen, he can't do it against Nangong Tieshu. Zhuang Mo's cold pen was like the wind, and as soon as he picked up Nangong Tieshu's broadsword, he felt a biting cold wind blowing from the bottom to the top, almost rolling him up.

He hurriedly made a jack drop and fixed his figure. At this moment, Su Jingchen jumped high, and the snow in his hand was shining with a faint cyan light.

The Breeze Strikes!

This sword is a trick that Su Jingchen realized from Ah Fei's body. Life is long, only the sword is the companion. The cyan sword light was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and the endless sword intent kept cutting through Zhuang Mohan's body protection true qi.

Zhuang Mohan frowned, and the judge's pen in his hand pointed obliquely, and in an instant, he pointed out ninety-nine eighty-one strokes, and the pen was on Su Jingchen's flaws.

"But that's it. With Zhuang Mohan's last stroke, all the breeze disappeared without a trace.

"Really? As soon as Zhuang Mohan's words fell, a cyan long sword silently pointed at his heart.

The strength of this sword is not great, but the speed of the sword is too fast, coupled with the sharpness of the snow drifting world itself, it is enough to cut through the steel.

Just when the snow drifting world was about to pierce Zhuang Mohan's heart, Zhuang Mohan slapped out with a strong palm force, and the tip of the sword was hit by a strong force, and he immediately changed direction. Su Jingchen spit out his internal strength, raised his sword and slashed it towards Zhuang Mohan's chin.

Zhuang Mohan seemed to have expected it, and the judge's pen in his hand was one step ahead of him. The two weapons intersected, and Su Jingchen felt an extremely strong sticky force sticking to the snow drifting world. Immediately afterward, Zhuang Mohan's internal force like an abyss and a sea continued to pour out of his body, and it was transmitted to Su Jingchen's body through the long sword.

Under the couch, how can you allow others to snore and sleep? Where did Su Jingchen dare to let Zhuang Mohan's internal force enter his body, and it was immediately shot out of an internal force, and the two competed with each other.

Nangong Tieshu didn't know why, seeing that Zhuang Mohan didn't move, he was secretly happy in his heart, and his broadsword stabbed at the back of Zhuang Mohan's head like lightning. At this moment, Zhuang Mohan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he rolled up his broadsword with his backhand and snatched it away.

Nangong Tieshu, as a swordsman, saw that the sword was snatched, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly pounced. After three moves, Nangong Tieshu enjoyed the same treatment as Su Jingchen.

Su Jingchen has been practicing internal skills since he was a child, and he has a deep foundation, but he is not struggling. But Nangong Tieshu's cultivation of superior internal strength was short, and he was taken care of by Zhuang Mohan, so he couldn't do it soon

Finish.

In the end, Nangong Tieshu could no longer resist the enemy, the internal force poured back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up again. On the other side, after Zhuang Mohan finished cleaning up Nangong Tieshu, he wholeheartedly fought with Su Jingchen to build up his internal strength.

At this time, the pressure faced by Su Jingchen increased, and he gradually became struggling. Ten minutes later, Su Jingchen was already a little unsupportable, and Zhuang Mohan was secretly anxious.

He originally thought that with the internal strength of his Extreme Dao realm, it would be easy to deal with a Su Jingchen, so he deliberately set up a game to lure the other party to fight against him. Unexpectedly, although Su Jingchen had not yet attained the Extreme Dao, and his internal strength was not as strong as his, the speed of recovery was far faster than him, and it seemed to be endless.

"No, I'm the most dignified, how can I die with an ant? "The struggle of internal strength is dangerous and abnormal, and it is easy to take your life at every turn. Zhuang Mohan, a master like him, cherished his life the most, and as soon as he found that he couldn't take Su Jingchen in a short period of time, he immediately had the intention of retreating.

"Bang! Zhuang Mohan forcibly cut off the competition with Su Jingchen, and the two of them each took a few steps back, their faces were pale, and they both suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"You're proud enough to blose me to this extent. But that's the end of it. Zhuang Mohan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.

It was also an injury, but Zhuang Mohan was extremely good after all, and he was injured less after all. In his current state, he was confident that he would be able to enjoy Su Jingchen within three moves.

Just as he was about to make a move, a boxy thing appeared in front of his eyes, and then slowly grew larger. Before Zhuang Mohan could react, he felt his mind go blank for a while and fell to the ground.

"Don't treat the grandmaster as a martial artist, who do you look down on?" Zhuang Mohan said, in front of Zhuang Mohan, the second dog took a brick and said cheaply.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Mohan, an extremely strong man, would be knocked down by a grandmaster like Ergouzi with a brick.

Su Jingchen let out a long breath of turbidity, a smile appeared on his face, and gave a thumbs up to the second dog. In this battle, although he was still not an opponent of the Extreme Dao, he was much stronger than the previous one in Lushan without using the Nine Turns Divine Needle to fight back.