As soon as these words came out, several people in the City Lord's Mansion trembled, their faces were as miserable as white paper, and Devil Zijie deliberately tricked everyone!

Ouyang Xiaoran clenched his fists, his eyes were full of grief and indignation, he hated himself for being too weak, and he could only watch the people he admired encounter danger and could not do anything!

The game was broken, and the devil saw that Su Jin's face was at a loss and panic that could not be hidden, and the smile on his lips became more and more malicious.

"It turns out that you played this idea, but unfortunately the chess is a bad move!" Sun Xingzhi couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, and after returning to his senses, he suppressed the churning qi and blood, and his heart was extremely angry, he was indeed aroused by the ghost man Jie just now!

If it weren't for Devil Zijie suppressing him with momentum and words, I'm afraid he would have been tricked!

It was also this fight that made Sun Xingzhi understand that Devil Zijie could defeat him and suppress him with his momentum alone, and if he continued to fight, I am afraid he would not be able to take advantage of him in the slightest!

The person who knows the business is Junjie, it is better to follow the meaning of the devil Zijie first and duel with the young man in purple!

Sun Xingzhi's eyes swept towards Su Jin coldly, and he pulled a sword flower and said: "Young man in purple, I won't deceive you, don't use your true qi, purely compete with sword moves, make a move!" ”

From the beginning of the three-person competition between the devil and Sun Xing, Su Jin, the atmosphere was so tense that Sun Nan didn't dare to breathe, but now that she came to her senses, she immediately changed her depressed complexion, and shouted in annoyance and disgust: "Brother, you must teach this poor worm a good lesson, you dare to play tricks in front of us, it's just beyond your strength!" ”

Ouyang Xiaoran's eyes were cold and cold, and he couldn't help but feel resentful when he saw her jumping up and down to humiliate Su Jin so sparingly.

But. When he heard Sun Xingzhi say that he didn't need to fight with true qi, Ouyang Xiaoran's tumbling emotions were suddenly contained, and his heart moved, maybe Jin'er had other plans......

Su Jin didn't reply to Sun Xing's words, the expression on her face was all constricted, her face was unwavering, no one knew the surprise in her heart, it was calculated!

She quickly drew her sword, and the long sword broke through the air, as fast as lightning and thunder!

Quick Sword. It's incredibly fast!

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen swords were slashed. Each sword pointed at the vital point of Sun Xingzhi's body, and in an instant, Su Jin seemed to dance a silver light and shadow, between the clear mountains and green waters. It's gorgeous. But with a deadly killing machine!

A cold sweat broke out on Sun Xingzhi's forehead. Such a fast and dense sword move suddenly made him have no time to parry, and he had to rush to respond first. Break through the shadow of the sword

"Ding, ding, ding!" The sound of swords colliding with the ground was endless.

The confrontation in an instant made Sun Xingzhi exhausted and resisted with all his strength.

And Sun Nan, Ouyang Xiaoran and others can't even see the movements of the two clearly, only Devil Zijie can be insightful.

"Whew!" Su Jin raised his sword upward, brushed Sun Xingzhi's sword body, and slashed through Sun Xingzhi's neck like lightning, and the sword blade swept away, suddenly bursting out a trace of blood, making Sun Xingzhi sweat coldly.

The original contempt in Sun Xingzhi's eyes disappeared, revealing a rare solemn look, obviously he didn't expect that this fight would be so thrilling, making him almost unable to parry.

He also practiced swordsmanship, and naturally understood how exquisite Su Jin's swordsmanship was.

This time, Sun Xingzhi didn't give Su Jin a chance to make a move, with a sword in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, his feet moved, the sword light was like practice, and he slashed at Su Jin fiercely, the sword opened and closed, and it was extremely fierce!

No matter how exquisite the sword move, he Sun Xing will drop ten times with one force, and he will interrupt it brutally, leaving you useless!

"Snap" The footwork under his feet moved slightly, Su Jin shot out backwards like an arrow from the string, and the long sword landed accurately on Sun Xingzhi's sword with a slight click, and this point was even more amazing, pointing at the defects of Sun Xingzhi's sword moves, so that he could not fight back, so he gently swung this sword away.

was so sharp and terrifying, Feng Yun calmly blocked the killing move, and such an easy response made Sun Xingzhi more and more dignified.

The two fought frequently, but the more they fought, the more frightened Sun Xingzhi became!

Every sword move and every movement of his sword seemed to be in the other party's prediction, no matter how he struggled or how he moved and changed his moves, he was always within the scope of the purple-clothed young man's sword momentum.

It's like every time he makes a move, he's cooperating with the young man in purple.

Every time it happened, more than a dozen changes in a row, all of which were under the control of the other party, such a terrifying result made Du Yizhuo feel a trace of fear in his heart.

He didn't dare to imagine that there was such a terrible sword master in this world, such a clever prediction!

"How so?" Sun Nan obviously also saw that Sun Xingzhi had always been at a disadvantage, and he was not Su Jin's opponent at all, so he muttered to himself with a blushing face.

However, just when Sun Xingzhi was distracted by fear, Su Jin's phoenix eyes lit up, and the long sword in his hand burst out with cold silver light, and the tumbling sword flowers bloomed like cold plums, adding a gorgeous and terrifying killing power.

The corners of Devil Zijie's lips were hooked, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable excitement and amazement, he didn't expect his prey to be so brilliant, it seemed that he could have a good time.

Now that Devil Zijie is outside, he already knows the power of this sword, and I am afraid that Sun Xingzhi can not stop it.

The long sword broke through the air, and the brilliant silver light was dazzling, and it stabbed at Sun Xingzhi strangely and trickily.

Sun Xingzhi's pupils constricted in fright, and he didn't care about the pure sword move competition, he immediately activated his true qi, and used his body technique to quickly sweep away.

"Poof!" Unfortunately, he was a step too slow, and although he avoided the vital point of the heart, he was still stabbed in the body, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

But the frightened Sun Xingzhi did not notice that at the same time as the sword move, there was a small black light, flickering, like a poisonous snake, fiercely stabbing into his heart, submerged into his clothes, no one noticed.

In this moment's battle, more than a dozen breaths of time, the winner has been divided between the lightning and flint.

Slowly retracting the sword, Su Jin smiled lightly, and let the blood slide from the long sword and drip heavily on the ground.

The scene was silent for a while.

"Bang Bang!" The gentle clap of applause sounded among the mountains, and the devil Zijie's eyes stared at Su Jin and swept over the weird red, and his body began to tremble strangely, "Wonderful, very exciting competition, I didn't expect Sun Xingzhi, the first swordsmanship genius in the first city, to be a waste compared to you!" Now that you're done competing, it's my turn to play, right?! Ah~~ I'm already hungry-thirsty-hard-patient~~~ I hope the young man in purple can let me have fun! ”

Devil Zijie's words had a strange trill, and his eyes were bright to a terrifying crimson level, which carried a terrifying killing intent and interest, which was terrifying.

And when Sun Xingzhi heard Devil Zijie evaluate him with the word waste, he clenched his fists, his face turned red, and a strong anger and killing intent churned in his heart. (To be continued.) )