Just at the exit of the wine alley, Yan Chaoyang's footsteps stopped. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't have a reason to stop, but he had to. Because the one standing in front of him is him, and not he.

"I've been wondering," said the man, dressed in white, with a face as pale as water, "allegiance and the sword, what are they to me, and what am I living for?" ”

"I'm back because I remember that there's something I have to ask. Su Yu said.

Yan Chaoyang's eyelids were slightly raised, making his eyes widen a little, and it seemed that it was only a trivial change, but those who were familiar with him knew that he had already made a move.

The killing machine is like an ice blade, and the surroundings are like falling into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and an endless bloody breath is coming. It was the tragedy of fighting a bloody path in the midst of thousands of troops, and it was the courage and fearlessness that forced the way even if there was a mountain in front of them.

This is by no means an ordinary man.

Su Yu's pupils contracted suddenly, the hairs on his body stood up, and a strange chill went straight to the depths of his soul. Intuition told him that the current Yan Chaoyang was very dangerous.

Yan Chaoyang slowly opened his mouth, but his tone did not tremble at all, and said, "Whatever you ask, I will answer." ”

"Thank you very much. Su Yu frowned slightly, "Then please make a move!"

"Questions?" Yan Chaoyang asked.

At this time, a few dark clouds poured in the sky for no reason, and the entire Yongling soon darkened, and it looked as if it was going to rain.

Su Yu smiled indifferently and said, "You don't need words to answer the swordsman's question, just use your gun and risk your life to question the destiny of heaven!"

The human heart is so unpredictable. A moment ago, Su Yu gave up the dignity of a swordsman for the sake of Ji Paper Kite's interests, and at this moment, he left Ji Paper Kite's interests behind for the sake of the swordsman's dignity.

"Destiny ......" Yan Chaoyang actually smiled.

But he quickly relented and said in a deep voice: "I don't believe it!"

Stretching out his hand and holding it, a touch of dark blue suddenly appeared, and the surrounding airspace was stretched out into a circular aura by the surging vitality.

Beyond the aura, there is an infinitely extended mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and countless cries and screams, converging a tragic movement, like the Shura Blood Prison descending on the world, and Yan Chaoyang in the middle of the Blood Prison is like the Shura Demon King.

With just this one posture, Su Yu's already pale face immediately turned pale, he stepped back two steps, and glared at Yan Chaoyang in disbelief, "I thought that you had slaughtered more than 10,000 to have such momentum, but I never thought that this would ...... It's your ...... Real name?"

The last two words, almost squeezed out of the throat.

Yan Chaoyang lifted the dragon soul gun upside down, inserted it into the bluestone slab hard, pressed his right arm hard, and the body of the gun suddenly took on an arch shape, when it was released, it was like the bow of a hundred stones had broken the string, and the handle of the gun struck the air with lightning speed.

Syllable!!

The huge amount of Yuan Qi that formed the circular aura seemed to have found an outlet, and with the handle of the gun as the head, a giant axe made of Yuan Qi was formed, and the surrounding space was "buzzing" because of the roar of the giant axe breaking through the air.

Between the lightning and flint, Su Yu's whole person suddenly fell silent, shook his right hand, and the sword in his sleeve quietly slipped out.

"Blue Lotus Nursery ......"

The three-foot Qingfeng was erected in front of the façade, Su Yu carried his left hand, accompanied by a soft drink, and his bearing was very different from Fang Cai.

"Troubled City!"

With a flick of his wrist, the blade of the sword turned, and he was already stabbing straight forward.

His body also gushes out a huge amount of vitality, the same is a martial artist, the amount of vitality will not be too different, only the difference between the high and low levels of vitality.

With the blessing of vitality, his whole person became incomparably sharp, like a peerless divine soldier out of the sheath, and the blade of the sword also bloomed with magnificent white light.

Rumble!

The two collided, and an earth-shattering loud bang burst out, and the people near the left noticed it and fled out one after another.

The duel between practitioners often affects the innocent. As a resident of Yongling City, if he hadn't even been alert at all, he would have died more than once.

Yan Chaoyang was shocked back two steps before he stood still, and his body qi was still flawless; Su Yu flew backwards and retreated straight to the stone wall of the lane, standing on the wall with his feet like a gecko.

He raised his head, revealing a face that was getting whiter and whiter, and inexplicably blazing eyes, "Hahaha, what a joy this is...... Yes...... That's what I'm after...... Kendo ......"

After a pause, a very strange smile appeared on his face, "Two tricks...... No, the third move will determine the winner and loser, and the choice of destiny will be revealed at that time, although ......"

Before he finished speaking, his feet slammed against the wall, and the whole person shot towards Yan Chaoyang like an arrow that was off the rails.

The three-foot Qingfeng slashed through the air, bringing up blue-black sword rays, and in the blink of an eye, he saw several sword rays rushing to Yan Chaoyang's façade like random arrows.

Yan Chaoyang flipped his wrist, pulled out the Dragon Soul Spear, and leaned forward without any fancy.

The shadow of the spear was like a dragon, and the sword was shattered into powder without any suspense, and what greeted Su Yu was the dense energy like thorns shot out by the dragon soul gun.

"A ...... of light smoke is not safe"

Su Yu's eyes were bright, his body suddenly became ethereal in mid-air, and then turned into a cloud of smoke, calmly passed through the wall of energy, and came to Yan Chaoyang's left hand in the blink of an eye.

With the benefit of the treasure, if this sword is hit, Yan Chaoyang's corpse will definitely be separated, and there is no reason to survive.

It's a pity that although this trick is mysterious and mysterious, Yan Chaoyang's face has not changed at all.

But seeing that the right arm he was holding was originally to stab forward, but when Su Yu changed his move, he suddenly pulled it back.

This is by no means easy to do. You must know that when he probed forward, the direction of the vitality and the angle of force of the body were all in a fixed state, and if he had to reverse in such a short moment, and change to an ordinary cultivator, the reaction force of the muscular body and body alone would be extremely uncomfortable, not to mention the backlash of the vitality, and ordinary cultivators would definitely be hit hard if they dared to act like this.

And a seemingly simple action, regardless of the degree of difficulty, just responding to it like this already reflects Yan Chaoyang's experienced experience.

This time, the indomitable Dragon Soul Spear suddenly took out of his hand, but instead of moving forward, it returned to Yan Chaoyang's left hand and shot away.

The "bell" of the handle missed the blade of the sword, and at the same time, Yan Chaoyang held the handle of the gun again at an incredible speed.

"Heavy Thunder ......"

A thunderous shout spat out from his mouth, and countless vitality poured out with the shout, but instead of pointing at Su Yu, it spun rapidly along the aura around him, and rubbed out a thunderbolt that sounded "Clang".

However, just in the aftermath, Su Yu was knocked away by the force.

His eyes became more and more intense, "The second move, kill and rob ......"

As he flew back, his left arm shook, and a sword weapon with a slightly different style quietly slipped out.

He actually has two swords on his body, and one female and one male, he is clearly a good hand at using two swords.

"Hundred birds and phoenixes!"

ps: Write slowly, this chapter has been written for more than ten days, and fortunately, I have found a little bit of state.