Feeling the cold glow of the all-pervasive sword qi around him, Ye Haotian stood motionless, he didn't pick up the black long knife on the ground, nor did he make any dodge movements, but his lips opened slightly, and he spit out a few vague notes, and at the same time, as soon as his right hand was raised, a large umbrella appeared above his head.

The courtyard filled with sword qi suddenly darkened, and a dark green rain mist suddenly appeared in the sky above, and the thunder in the clouds and mist was bursting, completely covering the sound of the sword condensed by the golden bell sword.

Feeling the abnormal changes in the sky, Su Yueyang raised his head at dusk, his face was slightly cold, as early as a month ago, after the failure of the goshawk assassination, he heard that Ye Haotian had a spiritual treasure that could summon thunderstorms, and from Su Ning'er's words, he learned more about Ye Haotian's secrets, including his dual cultivation route of martial artist and Nian master.

Now seeing the ink clouds appearing in the sky, although his heart was shocked, Su Yueyang did not have any intention of dodging. As a disciple of the Sword Saint, his knowledge and insight are far beyond comparison, and his cognition of the mainland master has also reached a height that ordinary people cannot reach.

The Thunderstorm Technique is only an intermediate spell in the Thunder Spell Technique, and the lethality is certainly good, but it is only for ordinary cultivators, Su Yueyang has a special Silver Wing Emperor Suit on his body, which is enough to withstand the damage of the thunderstorm, so the Golden Bell Sword in his hand still stabbed forward unswervingly.

At the moment when he held up the thunder umbrella, Ye Haotian moved.

His body retreated backwards with the sword light stabbed by Su Yueyang, and countless sword rays fell on the big umbrella like raindrops, making an aggressive sound, and the umbrella surface made of azure python skin densely dented hundreds of small pits, and quickly bounced up, dissolving the sharp sword qi turned into spiritual energy one by one.

The light dissipated, revealing the slender sword body in Su Yueyang's hand, Ye Haotian's body jumped back, the silver sword in Su Yueyang's hand was less than half an inch away from his chest, and the bulging robe was pierced by the tip of the sword.

Dozens of clicks sounded almost at the same time, and a purple thunderbolt fell on the big umbrella, and the runes on the umbrella surface shone brightly at the same time, and in the bright light, nine bewitching women appeared, and the vivid picture shocked the eyes of the surrounding silver wing guards almost fell to the ground.

Not far away, Hera, who was about to come to Ye Haotian's rescue at any time, suddenly widened her eyes, thinking that she was hallucinating.

The most shocked was Su Yueyang, seeing the naked woman suddenly appearing on the umbrella face, even in such a tense and dangerous duel, his face was still slightly red with shame and shame.

What surprised him even more was the power of the thunderstorm technique, feeling the falling heavenly thunder, Su Yueyang suddenly had a hint of danger in his heart for some reason.

You must know that Su Yueyang is a young powerhouse at the peak of the Five Realms, although he suppressed the duel between Xiu Wei and Ye Haotian, his perception of danger has not been downgraded, and the power that can give him a sense of danger should be at least above the Four Realms, is this thunderstorm technique ......

The thunder fell too fast.

Su Yueyang didn't have time to think about the reason at all, and two purple thunderbolts slashed at him.

The rune array of the Silver Wing Emperor's costume was activated instantly.

Blinding light burst out in Su Yueyang's loud shouts.

Under the purple thunder pillar, Su Yueyang's body was like a silver snowflake that was blown out, and with his flying body, Ye Haotian followed closely and jumped up, and at the moment when Su Yueyang fell back to the ground, he grabbed his wrist, pushed and twisted, and stretched his legs forward, immediately tripped him to the ground, turned over and rode on him.

"You've lost!"

The thunder umbrella had been closed, the sharp tip of the umbrella was against Su Yueyang's throat, Ye Haotian's legs pressed his arms, and the other hand grabbed the armor piece on his chest and held it down, shouting loudly.

The thunder stopped.

The wind has stopped.

The ink clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sunlight illuminated the entire courtyard.

No one spoke up.

There was a dead silence.

The Silverwing Guards were all dumbfounded, completely unable to believe their eyes.

The county king is defeated?

He was actually crushed under him?

How can it be!

No one wanted to believe what they saw, in the eyes of the Silver Wing Guards, Su Yueyang was undefeated, he was the god of war in their minds.

Whether it is personal force or leading troops to fight, Su Yueyang is the most outstanding young talent in Rongshan County and even the entire Great Xia Kingdom.

Since returning to Rongshan County from the South China Sea two years ago, Su Yueyang has fought nearly a hundred battles with the Demon Army with the Silver Wing Guards and the Great Liang Soldiers without defeat, and now, in the small courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, he was actually pressed to the ground by a guy who only had the peak cultivation of the Second Realm, and rode on his body.

yes, it's on it!

It's humiliation, humiliation like never before.

That's the king of a county, doesn't he know that this disciple of the Sword Saint loves cleanliness the most, and what he usually hates the most is being touched by someone's body?

Su Yueyang was lying on the ground, every inch of flesh and blood in her body was in an almost numb soreness.

The power of the thunderstorm that fell on his body just now was several times more powerful than he imagined, and the protective talisman array on the Silver Wing Emperor's suit was actually broken in an instant, and this lethality was beyond his cognition.

As the elder brother of Su Ning'er, a disciple of the Phantom Thunder Sect, Su Yueyang was very clear about the power of the thunderstorm technique, even if the Six Realms Nian Master used it, it was impossible to achieve this terrifying power.

The brief confusion was interrupted by Ye Haotian's voice, and when Su Yueyang saw the figure riding on his body, an indescribable horror and anger appeared on his face.

"Ahh

A scream that pierced the eardrum shot into the sky.

The strong aura in the body of the peak powerhouse of the Five Realms surged out like a huge wave.

Ye Haotian pressed on Su Yueyang, and wanted to say a few more words of ridicule and ridicule, but before he could open his mouth, he was slapped out by the giant waves.

As soon as the person flew into the air, Ye Haotian was already unconscious, and at the last moment of consciousness, the thought that popped up in his heart was: "Aren't you only using the aura of the second realm?

......

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Night. Spring night.

The sky is full of stars.

Ye Haotian opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.

"You're awake. ”

Hera's voice of concern reached his ears.

"Where is this?"

Ye Haotian tried to sit up, but found that his hands and feet were fine except for a faint pain in his chest.

"City Lord's Mansion. ”

Hera hurriedly grabbed his arm: "How are you feeling?

Only then did Ye Haotian recognize that this room was a bedroom in the small courtyard. Remembering the scene before he fell unconscious, he shook his head: "How long have I been in a coma?"

Hera looked out the window: "Four hours." ”。

"Su Yueyang didn't embarrass you?"

"No, after you fell unconscious, Brother Wang came, and King Su Yueyang was very angry, but he still asked me to bring you back. ”