Chapter 308: Winning the Battle

Needless to say, Yang Jun could also realize that Jiang Su was the strongest opponent he had ever faced.

The cultivation of the third order of the young master made him possess a deep enough spiritual power, and his years of experience in the Xuantian Dou Path made his ability to manipulate spells far surpass that of Yang Jun.

Looking at this exquisite but secretly murderous silver lotus, like a stream of water, it is like a stream of water rushing towards the door in front of him, and he knows how deep Jiang Su's spiritual power is.

Rub and rub –

The silver lotus that was conjured from the tip of Jiang Su's sword came galloping in a whirlwind.

The edges of the petals are like extremely sharp blades, shimmering with a terrifying cold light.

The rapidly rotating petals brought up gusts of wind one after another, and Yang Jun had no doubt that if such a sharp edge touched the flesh/body, it would definitely be a scene of blood splattered with flesh and bones.

So fast!

Yang Jun stared at a silver lotus and burst out with a sound of ice jade shattering on the blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, and the silver light splashed, like an exploding firework.

And the huge phantom of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife is the night as the background.

Jiang Su woke up from the initial shock, his brain turned rapidly, and finally thought that the kid on the other side might be able to rely on the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife to hold on for a while, but the large amount of spiritual power required to dance the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife could consume both his energy and physical strength in a very short time.

No matter how you look at it, you are sure to win!

"Hahaha, I heard that Uncle Chu has been living in the countryside of Angzhou since he was a child, and he has never even seen the prosperity of the state and county. I don't know if I'm satisfied with this little trick played by my nephew? ”

Jiang Su's face has never been thin, or he has been under Xie Mian for a few years, and he wants to earn some credit in front of the Lord Ling, so he desperately grinds off his face, and now he doesn't know what his face is.

Even if he belittles himself as a juggler, he doesn't care, anyway, he just teases the country boy who doesn't know what to do, the abandoned son who was abandoned by the Chu family himself, or just a random thing.

He laughed in his mouth and made a relaxed appearance, but Jiang Su did not stop at all, and hurriedly retreated from the sharp blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife.

It's one thing to win the game, but in the end, throwing is to look at every piece of his flesh very nervously, even if a piece of oily skin is wiped off by a blade, it is unbearable.

Of course, Jiang Su would never admit that he was indeed shocked by the blood light in the huge phantom rolled up by the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, and he was a little faintly afraid in his heart.

Yang Jun did not respond to Jiang Su's aggressive words.

Isn't there a saying that the villain dies from words. Damn, if you were lying in the soft quilt now, with a delicate little lady in your hands, I wouldn't mind saying a basket of words!

Ten Thousand Butcher Knife carried the momentum of wind and thunder, without a breath of stagnation, and followed the direction of the silver lotus, approaching Jiang Su.

After a phantom, Yang Jun's face was very calm.

From the moment he made his move to the present, his pace has been unhurried, and he can be on par with the speed at which Jiang Su launched an attack.

Such a situation is exactly what Jiang Su did not notice.

Jiang Su even curled the corners of his mouth slightly—as the movements of his subordinates accelerated, the terrifying sword aura was always blocked.

"Uncle Chu, you have a word!"

Heh, this kid must be in a hurry, and he can't even open his mouth!

When Jiang Su was complacent, Yang Jun had already seen the trajectory of the series of silver lotus activities in a quiet manner.

The pace is quietly picking up.

Yang Jun's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his right hand, which was holding the handle of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, tightened, and the blood flow under the skin covered was a little faster.

However, just a little bit of it flowed with the flow of blood, enveloping more spiritual light, and poured it into the blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife along the hilt.

The red sigil condensed by the Soul Snatcher Seal became more and more vivid in color.

At first, on the dark blade, it was only almost black ochre, but now as more spiritual power is injected, it has gradually turned red, like flowing arterial blood.

The broad blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife reflected a sword shadow, and between the flashes of silver light, the pattern and seal on the blade body were like vines that were still climbing, and they were like arteries beating with the heartbeat.

Snort –

The sound of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife slashing through the Silver Lotus produced a subtle change.

Jiang Su's ears moved.

What seems to be different? But when I listened closely, I couldn't tell the difference. Because what came to my ears was the continuous sound of silver lotus skimming by the wind, the sound of intersecting with sharp blades, and the sound of flying edges cutting through blades of grass.

Whew—

Sneering –

Rub –

Mixed together, filling both ears. The dark sword light and the brilliant sword shadow blurred the vision. Jiang Su didn't notice that the distance between Yang Jun and himself was shortening.

The so-called bystander is clear. Among the people present, there was no one who could see the situation between the warring sides most clearly than Gu Jiuxin.

She stood under the stone wall, and she could see the advance and retreat of the two at a glance.

When she found that in a black and white sword light, a line of red light gradually expanded, and the red light became more and more abundant, her eyes suddenly widened a little.

A few days ago, when Yang Jun and Chu Yi fought on the Qianyun Terrace, because Yang Jun's movements were too fast, a knife had already made Chu Yi lose his armor, and Gu Jiuxin did not see the clues on the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife.

She stared at the red ray, her red lips moving slightly.

Is this the secret of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife?

Whew—

The sound was sharp and sharp, like lightning that suddenly pierced the night sky and hit the earth. Yang Jun suddenly lifted his breath, his arm shook, and the long knife went straight in, sweeping over the five silver lotuses in one go, and reached Jiang Su in front of him.

A knife swept, and the blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife came straight to his throat.

The sudden blow far exceeded Jiang Su's expectations. No, he hadn't expected such a situation at all.

After all, Jiang Su has rich combat experience, even though it is difficult to hide the surprise in his eyes, he remains calm under the shock, lifts his wrist, and holds the long sword in his hand in front of him, blocking the momentum of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife.

The moment the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife advanced forward, Yang Jun's hand holding the handle of the knife tightened again.

When he saw Jiang Su erect the long sword in front of him, the strength of his men increased by two points. Jiang Su's long sword is not ordinary, since it is beneficial to replenish the soul of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, he can exert a little more strength.

Moreover, Jiang Su must not have expected that in addition to the weight and advantage of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, there is also a pattern seal that enhances the attack power of the Soul Capture Seal.

The corners of Yang Jun's mouth hooked up a smile.

Hehe, on the evil spirit, compare with me, you will lose.

Zheng –

The long roar of swords clashing sounded instantly.

Jiang Su heard a long and endless ringing in his ears, which shocked his mind a little dizzy, and suddenly it was like a muffled thunder exploding in his ears, and the whole person was a little dizzy, not to mention that his tiger mouth was in pain, and the blood was flowing.

Not good!

He didn't expect that the kid on the other side would be so domineering in his hands!

When the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife collided with the blade, he almost couldn't hold the hilt!

Although he knew that the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was a peerless magic weapon that the Xuantian Sect martial cultivation disciples flocked, it was also because of the rumors that whether or not he could dance the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife also depended on personal chance, for example, three thousand catties, any disciple who refined the body five times could have such strength.

Therefore, Jiang Su actually ignored Yang Jun's body refining cultivation.

There was a real hint of horror in his eyes.

The force transmitted from the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife did not hesitate for a moment, there was no stagnation at all, and there was an extremely abundant taste.

How could this be, he had already sent out twenty-seven Silver Lotus Sword Qi attacks in a row just now, although that kid was not injured by relying on the benefits of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, but no matter what, he should have been consumed at least seven or eight points of strength.

How powerful can a beginner spiritual practice be!

It was so unexpected!

Jiang Su was shocked, and he also found a sense of dizziness in his mind.

But after all, he was already a third-order cultivator of the young master, and Jiang Su could not be said to be vigilant, and at this time of danger, his senses were also extremely keen, and he caught a slight tremor coming from the sword.

This tremor was not the shock of the point of a knife hitting each other, but like the cracking of ice.

Along with this tremor, there was an extremely subtle sound that reached the ears.

Click-

Jiang Su's scalp was numb, his right hand was loosened, and he decisively abandoned the long sword in his hand, and at the same time, a little under his feet, instantly floated out more than five zhang, and with the force of Yang Jun's pushing knife, he sent himself out of Yang Jun's attack range.

Yang Jun's sweeping momentum just now was blocked by Jiang Su, and he really couldn't catch up with Jiang Su's movements in the blink of an eye.

He didn't catch up immediately, but slowly lowered the hand holding the knife and hung diagonally at his side.

The back of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife is downward, and the blade is facing upward, tilting an arc forward. It's a pose that can attack at any time.

Jiang Su let go of the long sword, and when he retreated, he didn't forget to summon another long sword to protect him.

Yang Jun fixed his eyes and saw that this sword was cold and bright, and it was not weaker than the one that fell under his feet just now.

He stepped on his toes, and the hilt of his sword fell into his left hand.

"Tsk," Yang Jun sighed twice, "Sure enough, it's a big family, and such a good sword will be lost." ”

Jiang Su looked at him vigilantly, and said, "Since Senior Uncle Chu can afford it, this sword will be given to you, Senior Uncle." ”

"That's it?" The corners of Yang Jun's mouth hooked, revealing a bit of ridicule, he looked at Jiang Su's retreating figure, and smiled coldly: "Key, bring it!" ”

A familiar wisp of voice floated to his ears, and he paused quietly, his movements slowed down a little, and he pricked up his ears to listen to the sound coming from the open space in front of him.

Key, what key? What secrets are hidden between Yang Jun and Gu Jiuxin?

This discovery made Jing Jing feel a little awkward in her heart, bit her lower lip, and slowly approached in the direction of Mirror Cliff. Through the cracks in the dense forest, she could already faintly see the light coming out of her eyes.

Jing quietly didn't know what was more timid, but there was a sour feeling in his heart for no reason, just now he obviously wanted to stand in front of Yang Jun in the blink of an eye, but at this moment he was a little hesitant. (To be continued.) )