The young man in white said, "Now I can go." ”

Liu Mengde said: "Go ahead." ”

"I'm sorry, but it doesn't work. ”

A voice rang out suddenly, but the man came faster than the one.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed, and that sword light stabbed not Sikong Yu, but Sima Miaoyin.

Because he knew that killing Sima Miaoyin would make Sikong Yu more uncomfortable than killing Sikong Yu.

He has no enmity with Sikong Yu, he likes to see others uncomfortable, and the more uncomfortable others are, the happier he is.

Sima Miaoyin immediately leaned back, so low that it couldn't be lower. That sword light was extremely powerful, and the speed was extremely fast, and it could be said that the sword light was rubbing Sima Miaoyin's eyelashes.

Sikong Yu's heart tightened, and fear and anger had clearly appeared in his eyes.

The man with the sword had fallen to the ground, a teenager. The young man was dressed in white, and the contours of his face were extremely distinct, and he looked extremely handsome.

The young man smiled: "Hello, in Xia Xuzhu." ”

Saying that, he saluted Sikong Yu and Sima Miaoyin respectfully, if it weren't for the sword just now, Sikong Yu and Sima Miaoyin would really think that he was a weak scholar.

Sima Miaoyin said, "Why did you kill me?"

Xia Xuzhu smiled and said: "This world is so bitter, I'm here for the girl to be able to get rid as soon as possible." ”

Sima Miaoyin smiled: "I'm fine now, and I don't want to be relieved yet." But I can free you right now. ”

Sima Miaoyin smiled sweetly, and her voice was even sweeter. But when she said the word "but", she suddenly waved her hands, and the big watery eyes suddenly revealed murderous intent.

Sima Miaoyin waved her hands, and many, many pink petals suddenly flew out of her sleeves.

The petals flew quickly, flying around Xia Xuzhu's body.

But in an instant, the thousands of petals became something else, a piece of cloth, a pale pink cloth.

The fabric wrapped around Xia Xuzhu's body, and the other end was connected to Sima Miaoyin's hand.

The whole action was done in one go, without the slightest drag, just a matter of moments.

Sikong Yu was a little stunned, although he had known Sima Miaoyin for so long, it was the first time he had seen her use this trick.

At the beginning of this move, the petals that flew out of the sleeve were extremely gorgeous, but they were not flashy, the petals flying in the sky seemed to be chaotic, but in fact they were a small formation of their own.

Sikong Yu asked himself in his heart: "What would you do if you were facing the petals flying in the sky?"

Sikong Yu didn't come up with an answer, because at this moment, Xia Xuzhu began to laugh wildly-

"Hahahahaha......haha

He laughed and laughed, and suddenly there was a "bang!", and the fabric was actually broken free by him. The fabric that had been broken away turned into thousands of petals and flew back into Sima Miaoyin's sleeve.

But along with the petals, Xia Xuzhu also came, Xia Xuzhu jumped up, and the sword light covered his entire body.

This time it was extremely fast, extremely powerful, and the true qi was also extremely violent.

The petals were flying back into Sima Miaoyin's sleeve, and Sima Miaoyin could only maintain this posture at this time. Although it is only for a moment, the loopholes of the masters competing for a moment are enough.

This sword Sima Miaoyin is absolutely unavoidable.

But this sword did not stab Sima Miaoyin, at this time Sikong Yu launched a palm, this palm did not have much power, but at this moment Xia Xuzhu's sword seemed to be blocked by something, so that his sword could not advance an inch, but he could not pull out to close the momentum.

Sikong Yu said softly: "Suck the lotus formula." ”

As soon as these three words came out, Xia Xuzhu suddenly felt the true qi in his body, and began to surge up uncontrollably, from his arm, to his palm, and then to the sword in his hand.

The current Xia Xuzhu's eyes showed fear, because he had already felt that the true qi in his own body was rapidly decreasing, while Sikong Yu's body exuded a strong true qi.

With his other hand, he slapped a "bang!" and exploded.

Sikong Yu withdrew his move and shook his hand, feeling a little pain in his hand. At the same time, Xia Xuzhu also fell heavily to the ground.

Xia Xuzhu had to admit that this was his most embarrassing one.

Xia Xuzhu turned over and stood up, and at this time, Sikong Yu had already pushed over with one palm.

Xia Xuzhu stabbed forward with the sword in his hand, and his wrist kept spinning. In an instant, a huge sword qi vortex was formed.

Pick up the whirlpool and touch it with the palm force——

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

Several cracks had already appeared in Sikong Yu's palm. And Xia Xuzhu's sword-holding hand was also cracked.

Sikong Yu was horrified in his heart, he would never have thought that the white-clothed young man in front of him would actually have this kind of power.

But what Sikong Yu didn't know was that now Xia Xuzhu's eyes were even more surprised, his move was called Sword Cyclone, this move was his famous stunt, so far as long as he used this move, no one could survive this move.

But at this moment, Sikong Yu, who was facing this move, was actually only injured a little in his palm.

Sikong Yu walked slowly towards him, he walked very slowly, slowly like a lame old man.

But I don't know why every time he took a step, Xia Xuzhu's heart beat violently, and a sense of fear slowly rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He couldn't explain where this fear came from, and he couldn't suppress it in his heart.

This made him feel very strange, he was twenty-five years old, although he was not very old, but he had already killed thirty-three people, and all of these thirty-three people were experienced masters. Among them are also the Yuanlong Empire that shocked the entire Tianyuan Continent, the owner of Tianlong Mountain Villa, and Zhao Feilong, the first rank of Emperor Wu.

It was a hard-fought battle against Zhao Feilong, and it took him one hundred and thirty-three moves to defeat him and kill him.

These one hundred and thirty-three moves are all killer moves, and the moves are extremely fast, without any dragging.

Zhao Feilong is not a vegetarian either, and his Flying Dragon Thirty-Eight Style is even more famous all over the world.

In the battle with Zhao Feilong, Xia Xuzhu was seriously injured and almost died. But he had no fear from beginning to end. He is like a lion who wants to die, and he just wants to bite his prey to death at all costs.

But at this moment, his lifeless lion was actually scared in the face of Sikong Yu, and he himself couldn't explain this kind of unprovoked fear and fear. It was as if he was not in front of a person, but a terrible monster he had never seen before.

At this time, Xia Xuzhu's eyes were like a beast looking at his prey, and he used this look to hide his fear. Because he knew that in battle, if the enemy saw that he had fear in his eyes, then he lost.

Because once there is fear, he will be sluggish to shoot, and any dullness and flaw in the battle can be fatal.

Xia Xuzhu stabbed out another sword, and this sword, like his previous sword, had a majestic true qi and extremely fast speed. However, this sword was different from his other moves.

Although this sword was only a sword, thousands of sword lights flashed out when this sword pierced, just like Xia Xuzhu stabbed out thousands of swords in an instant.

No one can imagine how magnificent this move is, and no one can imagine the surprise in Sikong Yu's heart at this moment.

"Sikong Yu!" Sima Miaoyin shouted.

Sikong Yu could hear the fear in his voice.

At this time, the sword light was about to approach Sikong Yu's throat.

At this moment, Sikong Yu shouted, "Dragon Flame!"

This time the flames did not erupt from his hands, but from under his feet.

Flames erupted from under his feet and burned to Xia Xuzhu's side in an instant, and all the sword light was buried in the sea of fire in the same instant.

Xia Xuzhu was surrounded by flames, and the scorching flames made fine beads of sweat instantly appear on Xia Xuzhu's forehead.

Now he could no longer hide his fear, and his sword hand trembled.

The flames were already burning his clothes, and one of his white garments was being destroyed by the fire at a very slow pace. Xia Xuzhu didn't extinguish the flames, because he knew that this flame couldn't be extinguished with ordinary methods.

"Bang dang. With a sound, the sword in Xia Xuzhu's hand had already fallen to the ground.

The moment the sword fell to the ground, he knew he was defeated, because he had lost his self-confidence.

Xia Xuzhu knelt down and said, "Let me go, okay." ”

Xia Xuzhu's voice was trembling, he wanted to hide this voice, but he didn't hide it after all.

Sikong Yu said: "If I am defeated by you, will you let me go?"

Xia Xuzhu knelt and was silent.

Suddenly, the sword had returned to Xia Xuzhu's hand, Xia Xuzhu's legs seemed to be loaded with springs, and in an instant he had bounced up, and the sword in his hand stabbed Sikong Yu, and his whole person was like an arrow shot out of a full bow.

Sikong Yu smiled, and the flames behind him seemed to have become alive. pounced on Xia Xuzhu at a very fast speed.

"Ah!!h

A scream rang out, then calmed down.

When the fire was extinguished, a trace of heat came out, and Sikong Yu stood in the center of the heat.

"Sikong Yu, Sikong Yu. Sima Miaoyin shouted.

"I'm fine. Sikong Yu said.

As he spoke, he jumped in front of Sima Miaoyin and flew in front of him.

Sima Miaoyin rode a horse, and she was in tears on the horse. But at the moment when Sikong Yu stood in front of her, the corners of her mouth were rising.

"Don't cry, I've won. Sikong Yu looked at her and said with a smile.

"Uh-huh. Sima Miaoyin nodded.

Sima Miaoyin originally had a lot to say to him, but when she saw him again, when she knew that he was okay and knew that he was victorious, she was extremely happy and excited, but there were only two words on her lips - "Uh-huh." ”

Sikong Yu said: "Let's go, let's go and break the formation." ”

Sima Miaoyin said, "Okay." ”

At this time, Liu Mengde had a cup of tea on the table, and the tea was the best tea, but at this moment, he couldn't drink it in one gulp. His gaze was no longer the same leisurely and calm as before, replaced by a murderous and angry look.