"Zhao Yang, fight!"

Su Qi snorted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hearing that Su Qi let himself fight, Zhao Yang's eyes were gloomy for a while, and there was even a faint frustration and fear.

"I ...... I'm no match for him!"

"Hahahaha-"

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Dock burst out laughing, with a mocking look on their faces, as if they were looking at a clown.

"Tsk--this is the outer disciple of the Blue Lotus Sword Sect, it's really an eye-opener for us!"

The sound of ridicule from the Heavenly Sword Dock made Zhao Yang's face turn red, and his head lowered even lower, wishing that there was a big hole in the ground for him to turn into.

Su Qi's face was displeased, he snorted coldly, and reprimanded.

"Zhao Yang, what about your arrogance, it's so easy to be interrupted?"

"If you can't even bear this setback, you don't deserve to be a disciple of our Sword Sect!"

"I ......"

"I ......"

Zhao Yang's face flushed.

"Look behind you, there is a disciple who was bullied by his Heavenly Sword Dock, as the leader of the outer disciples, you don't even have the courage to fight, it's so disappointing to me!"

"It's too disappointing for your companions behind you!"

"Rise from where you fall!"

Su Qi's words stimulated the depths of Zhao Yang's heart, making his whole body tremble slightly.

Zhao Yang seemed to have seen that the companions standing behind him had already shown disdain and mockery, and no longer regarded him as Senior Brother Zhao in the past.

You can lose, but you have to die standing up!

"I'm going to fight!"

Zhao Yang almost squeezed out the strength of his whole body and roared, it was a big deal to be defeated by Ximen Liren again, and lose to the four little swordsmen of Tiandaowu, not ashamed!

"This is the disciple of my Sword Sect!"

Seeing Zhao Yang cheer up again, Su Qi couldn't help but admire.

"Dying throes!"

"It's useless!"

Ximen Liren shook his head slightly, this time, Zhao Yang would only lose worse than before.

"I'll knock you to the ground again!"

The corner of Zhou Ziang's mouth cracked, and with the guidance of Senior Brother Ximen's back, a mere Zhao Yang is nothing.

Zhao Yang's face was solemn, and the long sword in his hand slowly came out of his body, ready to go, and when the momentum converged to the apex, a sword stabbed out.

This sword contains Zhao Yang's cultivation!

This sword contains the true essence of Zhao Yang's whole body!

It's all in one battle!

As soon as Zhao Yang made a move, he was in a posture of burning jade, and victory or defeat was in this sword.

The long sword in Zhao Yang's hand was like a fire dragon, and Peng Teng was circulating, exuding bursts of heat, and shot towards Zhou Ziang.

Facing Zhao Yang's jade sword, Zhou Ziang listened to Ximen Liren's instructions, without the slightest panic on his face, he took a step lightly, the long knife in his hand slashed forward, and the sharp blade fell on the sword body.

Awkward!

Awkward!

When Zhao Yang faced one, he only felt awkward.

This is a martial arts attainment that was crushed by Ximen Liren!

The sword in Zhao Yang's pupils became bigger and bigger, like a blade in the sky, leaving him powerless to resist.

"I'm going to lose!"

The corners of Zhao Yang's mouth were bitter.

Sure enough, I still lost!

At this moment, Su Qi's voice suddenly came into his mind.

"Thorn God Court!"

Thorn Divine Court!

Su Qi's words made Zhao Yang slightly stunned.

Isn't the place of the Divine Court the most powerful point of Zhou Ziang's knife technique, isn't it a suicide to stab the Divine Court?

But soon Zhao Yang reacted, anyway, he was doomed, and the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor, maybe Su Qi's guidance could really turn the tide.

The long sword in Zhao Yang's hand turned and stabbed towards Zhou Ziang's divine court.

This thorn was innocent, and everyone didn't see the doorway, only Ximen Liren's face changed greatly.

The Divine Court is exactly the flaw in Zhou Ziang's knife technique.

The strongest is also the weakest.

Ximen Liren tried to change his tactics again and again, but it was too late.

A sword slashed, like a meteor across the sky, devastating and gorgeous, blooming in front of everyone's eyes, beautiful as a brilliant firework.

The blade of the sword entered the body, and Zhou Ziang's divine court was pierced by the long sword in an instant, and the bright red blood was left from his forehead, ticked, and fell to the ground.

Win!

Really won!

Zhao Yang looked at Zhou Ziang, who had turned into a corpse in front of him, incredulously, he really won.

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Yang took back all the elixirs that Zhou Ziang had snatched.

"Senior Sister Zhong, I snatched the elixir back!"

Zhong Duyun took the elixir in his hand, a touch of shyness flashed on his face, and there were even small stars flashing in his beautiful eyes.

Little star!

Little star!

Zhao Yang saw that there were actually little stars in Zhong Duyun's eyes, and the whole person floated up, and hurriedly knelt in front of Su Qi and shouted.

"Uncle Xiao, in the future, I, Zhao Yang, will look forward to you!"

At this moment, Zhao Yang finally understood his friend Han Bing's words.

Follow Uncle Xiao, there is meat to eat!

Ximen Liren's face was gloomy, as if he could wring out water, and he snorted coldly.

"Good luck!"

For Su Qi to be able to discover Zhou Ziang's life, Ximen Liren didn't care, thinking that Su Qi was lucky, and the blind cat ran into a dead mouse.

In terms of instructing disciples, ten Su Qi is not as good as a single hair of his own.

"Zhao Guo, you come to fight!"

Ximen Liren said with a cold face to a Heavenly Sword Dock disciple behind him.

"Senior Brother will definitely live up to the trust of Senior Brother Ximen!"

Zhao Guo raised his chest and took a step forward, and the momentum on his body suddenly burst out, which was quite extraordinary. Of course, if you want to rely on momentum to deter Su Qi, it would be a bit naïve.

"Tsk-a disciple? isn't qualified enough!"

"I don't think it's better for the rest of us to go together!"

Hearing Su Qi's provocation, the Heavenly Sword Dock disciple's face suddenly changed greatly, his face was full of resentment, and his previous attitude towards the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect suddenly disappeared, and he felt that he had been insulted.

"Arrogant!"

"A little white face is so arrogant, who gave him the guts?"

"Hehe-the experienced team leader is actually a little white face, it seems that the Qinglian Sword Sect is no more than Er'er!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Dock sneered, looking at Su Qi's eyes as if they were looking at a clown.

Although the strength of the congenital stage monks is high and low, the gap is not different. Even if it is a pair of top outer disciples like Zhao Yang Hanbing, one hit three to reach the sky, and it is difficult to be able to single-handedly pick up ten of them.

Ximen Liren smiled solemnly, his eyes showing a cold light.

"Since Su Qi asked you to go together, what are you still pretentious? I want Su Qi to show the demeanor of our Heavenly Sword Dock disciples!"

Recognized by the people of Ximen Li, the disciples of Tiandaowu stepped forward one after another, pulled out their treasure swords, and the swords were vertical and horizontal.

Dozens of sharp and brilliant swords wandered in the void, and just looking at them made many disciples turn pale. This kind of posture is afraid that only the foundation building monk can be the enemy.

Su Qi's eyes swept over the disciples of the Blue Lotus Sword Sect, and finally landed on Han Bing's head.

"Han Bing, do you dare to fight?"

Cold Ice still had a zombie face like that, expressionless.

"Why don't you dare!"

Facing the wandering sword, the cold ice walked forward, the pace was steady, but the long sword in his hand was ready to go, once it was unsheathed, it would inevitably be an earth-shattering sword.

"Frozen Sword Technique!"

A sword light cold fourteen states.

The long sword was unsheathed, the cold air was permeated, the temperature in the air dropped by dozens of degrees at this moment, and ice slag actually appeared on the ground.

"Uncle Junior, Han Bing is one against ten, and he won't suffer!"

A female disciple's face was full of worry.

"Don't worry, with Uncle Xiao here, how can he suffer from cold ice!"

Su Qi was confident, don't look at the ten disciples of the Heavenly Sword Dock joining forces, but the ten of them were scattered sand, unable to twist into a rope and exert force in one place.

Even if they had the guidance of Ximen Liren, they were full of flaws in Su Qi's eyes, and he had at least a thousand ways to allow Han Bing to win unscathed.

In less than three breaths, there were bursts of screaming wails from the medicine valley.

"Whew, my leg is broken!"

"I was stabbed!"

"Blood! It's all blood! I'm dying!"

......

A burst of wailing voices came out of the mouths of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Dock.

Han Bing has ten swords in one step, and one person in ten steps, if it weren't for the mercy of Han Bing's subordinates, the disciples of Heavenly Sword Dock would not just be wailing, but would have turned into a cold body.

Ximen Li's popularity trembled, and the "wonderful moves" he pointed out to the disciples of Tiandaowu seemed to be expected to be the enemy of the prophet, and he always took the lead and took the lead, so that Ximen Liren also felt the grievances of Zhao Yang before the cold ice.

Obviously, he has all kinds of martial arts methods, but he just can't use them, and this feeling of aggrieved almost makes Ximen Liren so depressed that he vomits blood.

Ten breaths!

Just ten breaths!

The ten outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Dock all fell to the ground, in a mess, looking like piglets waiting to be slaughtered.

"Rubbish!"

"Heavenly Sword Dock is not Er'er!"

Han Bing took a sip, raised his arrogant head, and looked down at the Heavenly Sword Dock disciple on the ground.

Han Bing's contemptuous eyes once again brought 10,000 critical hits to the disciples of Heavenly Sword Dock, and his face turned pale with anger and his lips trembled.

"Uncle Xiao is so good!"

"Uncle Xiao is so handsome!"

"Uncle Xiao is invincible!"

Bursts of enthusiastic shouts fell into Su Qi's ears, making him fluttering.

This time, it was not only the three female disciples who had little stars in their eyes, but even the other male disciples had become Su Qi's fan sisters, although they were a little uglier.

Pretending to be a forced life, lonely as snow!