Su Yang now has only one word in his mind: Hurry, hurry, hurry!

must be fast, there must not be the slightest stop, even if it is a minute slower, not only can not save Sisi, but he will definitely die.

The more Lao Jiu ran, the more energetic he became, and he seemed to feel the aura of danger, and when he swept past the cart, his speed had increased to the extreme, and Su Yang didn't even see the appearance of the cart clearly, and he threw half a fingernail with his intuition, and it had already flashed past the side of the car.

Almost at the same time as throwing his nails with his left hand, Su Yang didn't think about it, and stabbed his backhand into the air behind him.

Su Yang was extremely satisfied with his sword, this kind of speed is no longer visible to the human eye, the human body can react, if someone is chasing behind him, he will definitely be pierced by a sword.

But Su Yang also believed that Di Qinglin would never be stabbed.

But there was no one behind him.

With a ding, his hand stiffened, and the green steel sword really stabbed the hard object, Di Qinglin didn't know when he appeared behind Lao Jiu, and kept three feet away from him at almost the same speed as Lao Jiu.

In his palm, he held an ordinary hilt, the blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and the tip of the green steel sword was pressed against the almost transparent blade.

At this time, the distance from the cart was already more than ten zhang, and Di Qinglin was like a ghost, floating dead behind the old wine, getting closer and closer.

A feeling of death came to his face, Su Yang's cold hair stood on end, and the huge excitement of passing by death made Su Yang burst out with unprecedented potential, and the sword blade pointed at Di Qinglin's face.

There was another stiffness in his hand, and the green steel sword was once again on the knife in Di Qinglin's hand.

Lao Jiu's hind buttocks spurted out a stream of blood arrows, thin and powerful, his body trembled violently, and he let out a mournful roar, and the speed was faster.

Su Yang attacked two swords first, but Di Qinglin still had the strength to slash Lao Jiu with one sword, so he pulled the knife to block Su Yang's sword.

What a fast knife!

A sword missed, and Su Yang suddenly had an alarm.

Di Qinglin obviously didn't make a move, his hand was still holding the hilt of the knife in front of him, but Su Yang felt a chill in a certain position on his waist, and suddenly erected the Qinggang sword straight behind him, cutting off the opponent's attack route.

The long sword was not fully in place, and there was already a sharp shock in his hand, and three sparks suddenly appeared out of thin air on the green steel sword, leaving three gaps.

But there was only a soft sound.

If Su Yang hadn't withdrawn his sword first, even if he shot at the same time, he would have been cut into three sections at this time, Rao was like this, and the huge earthquake from the sword also made the tiger's mouth numb, and the green steel sword was almost about to come out of his hand.

Di Qinglin always kept a three-foot distance from Lao Jiu, and at least half of his energy was spent chasing Lao Jiu at this time.

For the first time, Su Yang couldn't see the enemy's attack clearly, no matter how high the enemy's martial arts skills were, even if it was Wei Tianying and the like, although he couldn't stop it, he still saw the other party make a move.

This time is completely different, although Di Qinglin is behind him, he is like a blind man, he doesn't know how the other party will shoot, and where the next knife will be cut, he can only rely on instinct to block it.

If the instinct is right, you can live, and once you guess the opponent's attack position wrongly, you will die.

Su Yang was ruthless, let the empty door behind him open wide, and used the fastest move in the thirteen styles of dreams, 'One Dream of One Hundred Worlds', to go straight to Di Qinglin's throat, attacking the enemy and saving him.

There are only two meanings of 'only attacking but not defending', the first is that you do not hesitate to die together;

The second is that you can kill the opponent before they can make a move;

Di Qinglin obviously didn't want to die with Su Yang, because he only wanted to feel the feeling of death from others, not himself; And although there are many people in the world who can kill Su Yang, there are almost no people who can't even make a move, unless the other party makes a move first.

Therefore, Di Qinglin's throat suddenly popped out of another spark, and the thin knife had returned to the front from Su Yang's waist at some point, blocking the sword.

Two more thin cracks were made on the back of the thighs and buttocks of the old wine.

The severe pain only stimulated the ferocity of the old wine, its four legs had almost become phantoms, and it was completely indistinguishable from the order, and the sound of the horse's hooves became one, and the speed suddenly became three points faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than twenty feet away from the cart.

Di Qinglin was finally left behind some distance;

The distance is one inch.

is three feet and an inch away from Su Yang, which is exactly the length of a sword.

In an instant, the old wine had already galloped out of twenty zhang, and the two fought several times.

Su Yang sat on the back of the old wine, attacked three swords first, missed three times, and defended one sword;

Di Qinglin jumped out of the car, made six knives, hit three times, and prevented two knives, one inch behind the old wine.

But Di Qinglin has begun to lag behind, the sword is short and the sword is long, three feet and one inch, Su Yang can attack, but Di Qinglin can only defend;

When he reached the fifth inch, Su Yang had stopped attacking, sat on the back of the horse and turned around and stared at Di Qinglin;

A foot later, Su Yang had already begun to laugh, and he even turned his head and asked loudly, "Excuse me, how can I kill you?" ”

If a person suddenly speaks and breathes a sigh of relief while running wildly, then the speed will inevitably be a little slower.

Di Qinglin didn't seem to know this simplest truth, he actually thought about it seriously, and then said lightly: "You can't kill me." "There is no slowing down at all.

Su Yang admitted that he was right, and now he was the only one who killed himself, so he urged Lao Jiu to run faster.

Di Qinglin's expression did not change, he was still cold and indifferent, still chasing, he was sure that no matter how good the horse was, there would always be a time when the blood would dry up.

What's more, there were a few gaps like grains of rice on the blade of his strange knife, which made him not very happy, a knife with a gap to kill people will inevitably leave traces!

So the two kept chasing for twenty miles, and Di Qinglin was twenty zhang behind.

In front of him was a pool more than twenty zhang wide, the water was knee-deep, Su Yang lifted the endless wine jug and sent it to the old wine's mouth, and poured it down in a big gulp.

Lao Jiu was stabbed at least five or six times along the way, drank ten catties of wine, and the blood that flowed out was already full of strong wine, which made him even more vigorous, and he jumped a few steps over the waterhole.

Di Qinglin's body shook, and his body continued to tap on the water surface, using the most ordinary light skill: swallow three water.

At least half of the people in the rivers and lakes can use this kind of kung fu, and the meaning of swallow three copying water is that the body is agile and light, like a swallow skimming the water.

This kung fu is generally used on land, because no one can really walk like a swallow and point to water.

But Di Qinglin can, his toes are slightly in contact with the water, the ripples under his feet have not yet dispersed, the person has already gone away from the water, and when he reaches a few zhang away, his toes are a little on the surface of the water, and after a few times, he easily crosses the waterhole.

Only then did a few ripples ripple in the calm pool, as if a few stones had fallen into it.

But Su Yang had already ridden the old wine and ran out for dozens of feet.

Not far from the horizon, the outline of a small city emerged.

Di Qinglin finally stopped, looked ahead coldly, and watched Su Yang and Lao Jiu go away.

Su Yang looked back, Di Qinglin had turned into a small black dot, and his heart was so happy that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile.

What can I do if I am the first merry man in the world, and what can I do if I am the top master of the rivers and lakes, my martial arts are not as good as you, but I walked in front of you and attacked you with three swords, but you failed to kill me!

You can't take my life this time, I'm no longer afraid of you, maybe next time I want your life!

There were a few inaudible hissing sounds in the midst of loud laughter.

Su Yang's back and thighs suddenly rushed outward at the same time, and at least ** thin wounds appeared on his body.

In the initial chase of the first thirty zhang, Di Qinglin not only slashed Lao Jiu, but also at least slashed Su Yang's ** knife. But Di Qinglin's knife was too fast, and the blade was thin, so Su Yang didn't feel the slightest feeling under the enemy.

Fortunately, the speed of the old wine was too fast, the knife could not go deep, and only cut the muscles, and Su Yang had already become a pair of fragments.

But Su Yang was still smiling, but he was smiling even happier, like a beggar who had been hungry for three days and suddenly picked up a big gold ingot.

Sun Monkey held the golden hoop stick, tiptoed behind Rulai, jumped up and gave him a slap of the stick, smashed him dizzy, Rulai Buddha backhanded to press, but the monkey escaped from Wuzhi Mountain with a smoke, only rubbing off a few monkey hairs.

If you are a monkey, are you happy or not?

Thirty miles away, Di Qinglin's face was very ugly, like a beggar who had just picked up a big gold ingot and was patronized by his thief grandfather.

The cart was empty, and Sisi didn't know where he was going.