"Xiyang's swordsmanship?" Cang Xiaohei obviously looked lacking in confidence, "But I've only been practicing for a few days, and I haven't even felt a trace of sword intent, can this work?" ”

"Why not? You have a good fit with this set of swordsmanship, and that's the biggest advantage. Su Yunjin smiled and said, "You must know that the sword intent of the military formation swordsmanship can only be experienced in the midst of killing!" ”

"Yo, the master of the Qingyun List also came here in person? It seems that my face is big enough! At this moment, such a voice came from behind everyone, and when they looked back hurriedly, they saw that it was Yan Youwen who was just pressing the small black beating on the fighting platform.

The old cangtou didn't have a good impression of this cultivator who blatantly bullied his son, but he remembered that the other party was a person from the Wild Moon Pavilion, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to stare at Yan Youwen fiercely, daring to be angry and not daring to speak.

Yan Youwen didn't even look at him, and looked directly at Su Yunjin up and down: "The master of the Qingyun List is really unusual, in broad daylight, he doesn't forget to wear a mask all the time, and he thinks that he is either extremely beautiful or extremely ugly." ”

According to the regulations of the Heavenly Dao Temple, monks in the Trial Secret Realm must carry a black iron mask with them.

However, there are always some monks who dislike that the style of the black iron mask is too uniform and has no freshness, and some monks dislike the black iron mask blocking half of their faces, which damages their bright and upright image, in short, all kinds of dissatisfaction.

In this case, Tao Zhulou, who has always made money, timely introduced various deformed structures of black iron masks, including bracelet-shaped, necklace-shaped, earring-shaped, hairband-shaped, and jade-shaped ...... If you are willing to spend spirit stones, you can also tailor them according to the individual needs of the monks. As a result, there are fewer people like Su Yunjin who wear masks on their faces all day long.

It's just that despite this, no one will eat radishes salty and worry about how others wear black iron masks. Moreover, Yan Youwen's words vaguely revealed a bit of provocativeness, which made people dislike it.

"What are you? Dare to talk about Su Shimei's ugliness? "After all, not everyone is as timid and afraid as the old man. The monks of the Xinxi Ye family who came with Su Yunjin, some of them were short-tempered, they had already clenched the sword in their hands, their eyebrows were angry, and they were ready to teach Yan Youwen a lesson.

Su Yunjin hurriedly smiled and waved his hand to appease the person who spoke.

Just kidding, how can a group of productive monks compete with a sect like the Deserted Moon Pavilion, which is dominated by combat-type monks? There's nothing wrong with having a temper, but if you send it out casually, it will cause a big deal. After all, behind the Deserted Moon Pavilion stood the Dangui Toad Palace.

At this time, Su Yunjin began to feel that the old man's cowardice was so well-behaved and cute.

The man who spoke out was called Wang Zhigao, because he was quite thin, everyone liked to call him Little Monkey. The little monkey has always admired Su Yunjin, so he jumped out to defend Su Yunjin first, and as soon as the words fell, he found that the other party's cultivation was far better than himself, and he also had a little bit of seven or eight times in his heart, at this time, he got Su Yunjin's signal, and retreated with relief, his back was already cold sweat, and he was wet.

Although the monk of the Xinxiye family was good-natured and endured, Yan Youwen refused to give up, became more and more arrogant, and walked forward a few steps with a smile, and the thief's eyes looked at Su Yunjin's face again and again: "Is it a beautiful woman or an ugly woman?" I really want to see it! ”

Such aggressiveness is really impossible to calm down. The monks of the Xinxiye family wanted to have a seizure, but they couldn't do it under Su Yunjin's gesture and the shock of the other party's strength background, not to mention how much fire they had in their hearts.

Su Yunjin had a calm and breezy look: "Beautiful and ugly, what does it have to do with the honorable driver?" Also, it seems that the time for the second fight has come. If you don't go up and prepare, I'm afraid it'll be too late. ”

Yan Youwen laughed and said, "What preparations do you use to deal with such a weak opponent?" Even if I play ten or eight more rounds, I will win! The bet of a thousand spirit stones is about to fall into my pocket. I heard him call you Su Shi, don't you really plan to temporarily instruct him on some tricks to win in defeat? Or, why don't you just change people, you just go to the stage and fight with me? ”

"Kill chickens with a knife?" Before Su Yunjin could speak, Wang Zhigao couldn't hold it back, he was suddenly enthusiastic, and no longer ignored the huge cultivation gap between himself and the other party, he rushed directly to Su Yunjin, "Let me Wang Zhigao meet you for a while!" As he spoke, he waved the sword in his hand and stabbed at Yan Youwen.

Yan Youwen smiled slightly, his eyes were not raised, and with a flick of his sleeve, a thorn as black as a whip rolled towards Wang Zhigao. Wang Zhigao hurriedly dodged, where was there time, only to hear the sound of "dang chang", and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"It turned out to be just a filler!" Yan Youwen laughed loudly, and Wang Zhigao's face turned red in the laughter.

"I advise you to go straight to the stage. None of your men are my enemies. Yan Youwen said to Su Yunjin.

At this time, if the monks of the Xinxiye family still couldn't see Yan Youwen's intentions, they wouldn't have to mix. Except for a very small number of people such as Wang Zhigao, these monks are all old rivers and lakes who have been wandering for many years, although they are all climbing at the bottom, but they still have basic vision.

Yan Youwen wanted to fight with Cang Xiaohei, and it was true that he wanted to take the opportunity to draw out Su Yunjin.

Even the old cangtou, at the beginning when Su Yunjin said that the Wild Moon Pavilion was a temptation to take Cang Xiaohei, he was still a little suspicious, and at this time, seeing that Yan Youwen had been provoking Su Yunjin and repeatedly invited her to play, he realized that it was not Su Yunjin who was too careful.

"Master Su is a spiritual planter. Could it be that the Gu cultivators of the Barren Moon Pavilion had all been reduced to the point of competing with a productive cultivator like the Spirit Planter? It's not too much to lose! Cang Xiaohei shouted loudly, clenching the magic sword with both hands.

Yan Youwen glanced at him contemptuously: "I originally wanted to give you some face, so as not to beat you too badly." I can't imagine that you still don't appreciate it. In that case, then I don't have much to say. ”

"It's useless to talk more, it's better to know than to know!" Cang Xiaohei shouted, jumped up, and took the lead to the competition platform.

Yan Youwen glanced at Su Yunjin meaningfully, and then jumped to the competition platform. The second random fight officially began. The two of you went back and forth, entangled for about half a pillar of incense, but Cang Xiaohei still lost.

"Does it make sense?" Yan Youwen looked at the scarred Cang Xiaohei on his face, and said mockingly, "I already know your strength. ”