Chapter 32: Little Sword Pose: Rain

The sound of Wantianhe was very loud, and the whole street was basically heard.

Mu Tianyun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, the heir of the Wu family, when did Su Chen become the heir of the Wu family, isn't this a joke. If he is the heir of the Wu family, he will be the son of a saint!

Wang Xiuxian's footsteps paused at this time, his brows were furrowed, and he stared at Su Chen, feeling that Wan Tianhe's words were very ridiculous.

A deposed traitor to the sect is the descendant of the Wu family's sword mound?

Are you kidding!

Wang Xiuxian ignored Wan Tianhe's absurd words, held the long sword, his aura exploded, and the sword technique was instantly displayed.

The strength of the early stage of the Yin and Yang Realm was undoubtedly revealed, he didn't think about hiding his strength, and as soon as he came up, he burst out his strongest strength, and the purpose was just like what he said, killing Su Chen.

In his eyes, Su Chen was just a waste, not worth mentioning.

The swordsmanship was awe-inspiring, and he suddenly passed towards Su Chen's façade.

While!

With a crisp sound, the sword was easily blocked, and the swordsmanship dissipated, losing its strength.

"What's going on?" Wang Xiuxian couldn't understand this situation, how could the swordsmanship he used with all his strength be blocked by Su Chen so easily?

This is not normal.

He began to wonder if there was something wrong with the sword in his hand and couldn't withstand his aura.

Su Chen, who was in front of him, had a cold face at the moment, and his eyes were cold, and he said, "Is this the sword technique of the Tianyuan Sword Sect?"

Wang Xiuxian frowned, and hurriedly stepped back: "Pretend, I don't believe you can really stop it!"

"The third form of the Tian Yuan Sword Technique, like a shadow!"

The sword technique attacked again, and the long sword did not arrive, but more than a dozen sword shadows suddenly appeared around, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Mu Tianyun, who was standing on the side, saw this move, and his eyes were slightly surprised.

"This trick is quite powerful, Su Chen shouldn't be able to catch it. He muttered to himself, wondering if he should go up and help.

Although he has a lot of opinions about Su Chen, but that opinion is mainly focused on Su Chen's contact with his sister, if you really want to kill Su Chen, it is impossible, after all, the two sides have grown up together since childhood, no matter what, they can't watch him being killed.

"Do me a favor...... Huh!"

Just as he was about to make a move, the battle situation between the two in front of him suddenly changed.

"Fall!" I only heard Su Chen's soft shout, the black sword in his hand danced, and the aura that was not strong formed an ordinary swordsmanship, which came into contact with Wang Xiuxian's shadow.

Mu Tianyun originally thought that Su Chen's random sword would definitely not be able to stop the other party's full move.

But it didn't work out.

As soon as Su Chen took out his sword, dozens of sword shadows in front of him that were difficult to distinguish between true and false turned around in an instant, and all of them fell to the ground, turning into aura and dissipating.

Without the phantom swordsmanship, only the figure of Wang Xiuxian in front of him was left, which was quite embarrassing.

"How could it be ......" Wang Xiuxian's face was full of shock, he didn't expect his strongest move to be broken like this.

Still broken by a piece of waste!

He was not stupid, the sword move was broken, and he hurriedly stopped and retreated two steps, not because he was afraid that Su Chen would suddenly counterattack, but because Fang Cai's shadow-like sword technique was the strongest sword move he could perform, the aura in his body was a little unable to keep up at this moment, so he could only stop for the time being.

The two sides confronted each other, and neither dared to make the first move.

Wan Tianhe ran up and said, "Senior brother, don't do it yet. ”

"What are you going to do?" Wang Xiuxian felt that Wan Tianhe was really burned out of his brain.

Wan Tianhe stepped forward and bowed his hand to Su Chen, and said hoarsely: "I'm really sorry, I didn't recognize it just now, that day in the Drunken Moon Pavilion, thanks to Your Excellency's help, I can pick up a life." ”

"Wan Tianhe, what are you doing! Do you know who this guy in front of you is! He is a traitor to our Tianyuan Sword Sect, and he is the one who destroyed our sword furnace!" Wang Xiuxian said angrily.

Wan Tianhe was also entangled at the moment, but he trusted his own judgment.

He hadn't seen the traitor named Su Chen in the Tianyuan Sword Sect, but he had seen the feat of the strong man in front of him in the Drunken Moon Pavilion to kill the talisman master.

That's a powerful talisman, they were all defeated in the hands of the person in front of him, and he didn't want to die in the hands of the other party.

But in the face of his senior brother's questioning, he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

After a while, his gaze fell on the black sword in Su Chen's hand.

With the help of the moonlight, he saw a faint word at the end of the hilt of the sword.

He hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Wang, look at the hilt of the long sword in his hand, is there a word engraved on it!"

Wang Xiuxian was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, there was really a word engraved on the end of the hilt of the sword in Su Chen's hand, but he couldn't see what the word was.

"So what!"

Wan Tianhe was anxious: "Senior brother, now except for the Wu family who can leave words on the hilt of the sword, who dares to leave words on the sword?"

Wang Xiuxian rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You eat things inside and outside, if you are afraid, get out of Lao Tzu, don't be embarrassed here!"

"Senior brother, it's not ......" Wan Tianhe couldn't explain clearly.

Wang Xiuxian raised the long sword in his hand: "Don't talk about these useless things, these are just your guesses, he Su Chen destroyed the sword furnace of my sect, and he must die today!"

"Senior brother, don't!"

Wang Xiuxian ignored Wan Tianhe's shouts, and stepped forward again alone, this time without the bells and whistles of swordsmanship, and went forward, with a vigorous aura and a murderous awe.

Seeing this, Mu Tianyun was ready to make a move.

He could see that Wang Xiuxian really didn't keep his hand this time, and he was completely going all out, intending to completely wipe out Su Chen.

Still, he found himself a step too late.

......

Su Chen didn't say a word from the beginning to the present, his eyes were always fixed on the long sword in Wang Xiuxian's hand, and he didn't dare to be distracted at all.

After all, Wang Xiuxian has the strength of the early stage of the Yin and Yang Realm, which is not so easy to deal with, and the aura released from his body alone is enough to crush Su Chen.

So Su Chen didn't dare to take it lightly.

At this moment, I saw Wang Xiuxian attacking for the second time, and the killing intent was obvious.

Don't think about it, you must be planning to kill it.

Su Chen gritted his teeth, mobilized the aura of his whole body, and surged wildly in the pseudo-meridians.

In an instant, his swordsmanship was complete.

He didn't have any intention of stopping Wang Xiuxian, under the dark night, the black sword of the Wu family in his hand seemed to be out of his palm, spinning in mid-air, and the wisps of spiritual energy condensed in mid-air through the swordsmanship.

This process is like rainwater formation.

When a certain critical point was reached, these rain-like aura, like arrows, fell one after another.

At this time, Wang Xiuxian, who had already come to Su Chen with a sword, suddenly sensed an extremely dangerous aura, and as soon as he raised his head, a trace of swordsmanship instantly slashed across his cheek, causing a blood mark.

"The third move of the small sword style, rain!" Su Chen muttered softly.

A moment later, a rain of sword qi fell.

Wang Xiuxian hurriedly blocked, and even wanted to escape, but it was useless, Jian Yu didn't let him have any chance to escape at all, even if he took a step back, Jian Yu would follow.

The long sword in his hand couldn't stop so much sword rain.

In a few moments, all of his white shirts were stained red with blood.

When the sword rain stopped, he didn't even have the strength to scream.

With a thud, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Blood ran down the ground and spread all around.