In fact, the demi-saint man felt that his strength was actually not weaker than that of the other party, but for some reason, his sword light was swept into that storm of sword qi, and most of the power on the sword was twisted into another space by a skillful force, and disappeared without a trace.

This young man's control of strength is incomparably exquisite, and his use and understanding of martial arts are completely beyond his age.

The other party's sword moves were not only exquisite, but also there were some things that he couldn't understand, which the demi-saint man had never seen, he only had one thought, that is, this young man must be not small, but Su Junbao didn't give him much time to think, and a white sword shadow appeared in the pupils of the demi-saint man who had just stabilized his figure.

"Qingluan Sword Six!"

One sword turned into six swords, but it was like a sword stabbing towards him, the half-saint man's pupils shrank sharply, just this sword, he knew that the opponent's sword cultivation was far above him, even if he was only a teenager, his cultivation was not as good as his own.

It is not uncommon for a good sword user to quickly stab six sword shadows, and the half-saint man can do it himself, but if he stabs out a fast sword in a row, it is equivalent to dividing one point into several points, and the power of each sword will definitely be weakened a lot, and it cannot be compared with the full force of the blow, it is just faster and more complicated.

But now Su Junbao's six sword shadows, the power of each of them is exactly the same, and the power is extremely amazing, which requires an extremely high holy qi operation method and force control to do it.

The six swords locked all the directions and spaces around the demi-saint man, he might be able to block it, or dodge one or two of them, but he definitely couldn't block the six swords!

"Tianhe is broken!"

The demi-saint man cast a second-grade sword duel, and the sword drew countless sword shadows in front of him, condensing into a gate, and putting on the strongest defensive posture, trying to block this sword.

Kendo is based on attack, and the most important thing is to attack instead of defending, this time, he undoubtedly fell into the disadvantage, and it is possible to fall into passivity from now on, and can no longer turn the tide of the battle.

But the half-saint man can't control so much, the power of the other party's sword is too terrifying, he can save his life first, and he is not the only one here, he also has accomplices. As long as it can be blocked, two against one, the other party will die sooner or later.

He thought so, but when the other party's sword arrived, the half-saint man knew that he was wrong, the strength of the opponent's sword was still the same, but around the sword body, the space seemed to be shattered, and the defensive position he had accumulated was like this broken space, which was easily shattered by a strange force.

The half-saint man's eyes were horrified, it was too late, and the other party's sword stabbed straight in.

"Whew!"

After one move, blood flowers erupted from the shoulders of the demi-saint man, and he had already hung up the color, a battle that was originally crushed by his realm, eighteen or nineteen stable, but now it was developing towards a situation that was unfavorable to him.

The boy's swordsmanship and strength are amazing!

After Su Junbao stabbed his opponent with a sword, he returned his sword and forced back another person who tried to attack him from the flank.

One against two, it doesn't fall behind at all!

After that, Su Junbao continued to attack his previous opponent, one against two, and he had to get rid of one first. Flying

"Who the hell are you? With your swordsmanship, it shouldn't be obscure, even among the five major sects in the Northern Regions, there are very few young swordsmen as good as you! ”

The demi-saint looked at the injury on his shoulder, and finally couldn't help but ask, with such a serious injury, he didn't even frown, it can be seen that he is also a strong man who has been in battle for a long time.

His appearance seems to be only in his thirties, but he can actually be more than fifty or sixty years old, he is well-informed, he has not seen a martial arts wizard who can fight across the realm, at a young age, he can cross two or three small realms to face the enemy, but Su Junbao gives him a different feeling, not only his strength, but also his swordsmanship, but the half-saint man feels something in his swordsmanship that he can't understand, and the sword seems to contain the power of space.

In fact, it is true, Su Junbao has begun to learn to integrate the rules of space into his swordsmanship, and he is becoming more and more handy, and he is just trying these two people now.

He looked at the sword in his hand, the two people who came to the door were really good at practicing swords for him, in the end, it was a half-saint, the sword just now should have directly killed the other party, but it was still dodged, and only one shoulder was injured.

"Who the hell are you, we are from the Wutang Sect, say it, you don't need to tie the strings!" The demi-saint man said, his tone softened a little, and he realized that he had provoked someone he didn't want to mess with.

"You don't have to know!"

Su Junbao said that the sword was still attached to the bones and did not stay for a moment.

"If you leave just now, nothing will happen, but you just like to cause trouble, if my strength is not good, fall into your hands, now I am already a dead man, look at your appearance, you should have done this thing in normal times, and among the people you have killed, some people may know your origins, and even have no grievances, why bother to ask now!"

As he spoke, the sword arrived!

"Very good, that's right!"

The negotiation failed, and the demi-saint man could only raise one hand that was still intact and muster up his spirit to fight.

On the path of cultivation, the weak eat the strong, and those who embark on the path of cultivation are destined to face fights, kills, hardships and obstacles, and few can end up well, but the half-saint man still doesn't believe that he will die like this. He had cultivated to reach the demi-saint level, and he had encountered countless crises, all of which he had survived, and he believed that this time would not be an exception.

Although the other party's swordsmanship is skillful and strange, the half-saint man is also well-informed, as long as he is supported for a long time, then he will have the opportunity to see through the opponent's path, and he will have the opportunity to turn defeat into victory, after all, his side still occupies the advantage of numbers and cultivation.

The idea was good, but after a dozen swords, the man could no longer hold on, because he found something even more terrifying, that is, the young man's reading ability and growth rate in battle were much higher and faster than he had imagined. Before he could see the opponent's sword moves, he was caught by the opponent first with several flaws.

The demi-saint man had a feeling that he could support more than a dozen rounds, maybe just because the other party didn't want to kill him, but once the other party moved the killing intent, then he would definitely die, and defeat was an inevitable outcome.

Another flaw, a sword stabbed, one of the demi-saint man's hands flew out, and the opponent showed his murderous intent at this time.

"Who the hell is he?"

At this point, the demi-saint man only had this question in his heart, and asked it, he had encountered many strong enemies and masters in his life, but this person's strength was a level higher than everyone else, and what responded to him was a sword, which slashed between his throat, and blood blew out like the wind.