Yanqing's breath weakened, his face was a little gloomy, and he bowed his head and was silent for a long time.

Lu Qi suddenly opened his big eyes, and said anxiously to the sword-carrying youth: "Senior Brother Di Ya, you go and help Senior Brother Yanqing, it will not be good if Su Yuan takes the opportunity to poison him." ”

Seeing that the sword-carrying young man frowned and hesitated, Lu Qi pulled out his sword and made a gesture to rush towards Su Yuan.

The sword-carrying young man stretched out his hand and pressed Lu Qi's shoulder, "We underestimated that kid's strength, I'm afraid my junior sister is not his opponent, so let me come." ”

The sword-carrying young man walked to Yanqing's side and sneered: "Sure enough, you will only show off in front of your junior sister, you can't beat a hairy boy, see if you dare to speak out in the future." The long sword in his hand was slowly raised, pointing obliquely at Su Yuan, "If it weren't for the sake of my junior sister this time, I wouldn't have made a move, so stay away from my junior sister in the future." ”

Yanqing stood up straight, clenched his fists with a "gurgling" sound, and said with hatred: "I haven't lost yet, don't think that I will appreciate it if I pretend to be." I advise you not to rejoice too soon, and it is unknown whether you will be able to win the battle. ”

The sword-carrying young man no longer paid attention to Yanqing, his eyes staring at Su Yuan, extremely cautious.

Yanqing took a few steps back, his face cloudy.

The two of them were obviously out of order, and they didn't plan to give Su Yuan time to rest now, but Su Yuan didn't break it, and he didn't consume too much in the battle just now.

The tip of the sword-carrying young man made Su Yuan feel a faint coldness and tingling, as if he was being stared at tightly by a poisonous snake. He observed intently, although the aura of the sword-carrying young man was a little obscure, but Su Yuan could feel that he was definitely good at [art], and compared to qi training, Su Yuan's martial arts were much weaker, which made him more cautious.

The sword-carrying young man's hand shook, the tip of the sword quickly stabbed out several swords in the air, and nine fierce sword qi struck Su Yuan like lightning, Su Yuan waved his fist continuously, and the fist momentum dispersed the four sword qi in the air, and then turned around to avoid the remaining sword qi.

The sword-carrying young man's footsteps moved, and the figure rushed towards Su Yuan, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Su Yuan's throat, Su Yuan's palm had secretly gathered strength, ignoring the stabbing sword, and punched the sword-carrying young man's chest, when the two were about to staggern, the figure of the sword-carrying young man was divided into two, a figure maintained its original attack posture, and a figure jumped into the air, the long sword in his hand flashed, stabbing Su Yuan's head from top to bottom.

Both figures have the aura of a sword-carrying youth, this is one of his stunts, many people in the same realm as him have suffered in this trick in the past, but what he doesn't know is that Su Yuan is the best at the change of aura.

When the two figures attacked, Su Yuan had already distinguished that the figure in the air was the main body in an instant. But he didn't ignore the afterimage that had already hit him, and the afterimage still had a fierce sword aura on the sword, which was the brilliance of this move.

Su Yuan's body moved forward, and the attack in his hand remained unchanged, but his fist went up slightly, and the afterimage and sword qi were scattered with one punch, and the sword stabbed by the sword-carrying youth from the air naturally missed. But he didn't pause at all, his body was still in the air, the long sword had already turned rapidly, and a sword qi struck behind Su Yuan.

When Su Yuan felt a slight cold stinging pain in his heart, it was too late to dodge, so he had to forcibly twist his body and dodge the vital parts, and in the sound of "snorting" clothes, the sword qi left a wound on his back that was more than a foot long, and the blood on the wound suddenly flowed out.

Su Yuan used the breath in his body to disperse the sword qi attached to the wound, and the blood suddenly became much smaller.

The sword-carrying young man made a successful move, where would he give Su Yuan a chance to stop, the figure moved again, and shot towards Su Yuan sharply, using the agile pace to change the direction slightly when approaching, and the sword in his hand was specifically selected to stab the vital parts, Su Yuan didn't care, and used the move of exchanging injuries for injuries to fight with him, the sword-carrying young man was extremely cunning, with his superb combat skills, he changed his moves every time he was at the last moment, and kept wandering around Su Yuan, and after a while, Su Yuan added many wounds to his body, although it was not fatal, but the blood that continued to ooze out was worrying.

At this time, his clothes were already stained red with blood.

The sword-carrying youth's swordsmanship was stronger than Su Yuan expected, and his speed was also better than him, obviously the sword-carrying youth was unwilling to give him a chance to fight, and he often retreated with one blow, never dragging his feet. Su Yuan has nowhere to use his anger, he has been in a situation of being passively beaten, and he is very aggrieved in his heart, and the young man with the sword is like his nemesis.

Yanqing walked to Lu Qi's side, his originally gloomy face became a little serious, he held the girl's shoulders with both hands, stared at her eyes and said: "It seems that the victory and defeat have been divided, senior sister, maybe I am not Di Ya's opponent now, but my family was also a branch of the Imperial Xuanyuan family in the past, and my body is flowing with the same Burning Sky Lion blood as the marshal, when I stimulate the power of the bloodline, my strength will increase greatly, and the position of the patriarch will be mine sooner or later, maybe I may also get the favor of the marshal, and I will have a bright future at that time." The more he talked, the more excited he became, but seeing that Lu Qi's expression was different from what he imagined, he said again: "Di Ya is just a powerless and inferior commoner, don't associate with him, he will only make you suffer." ”

Lu Qi lowered her eyebrows, as if she was struggling with her heart, but Yanqing grabbed her shoulders tightly, as if the girl would not let go without giving a satisfactory answer.

After a long while, Lu Qi seemed to have made up his mind, lowered his head and whispered, "Senior Brother Yanqing, I ......"

But before the words were finished, a burst of breath came from the field, and I saw that Su Yuan was naked at this time, more than ten wounds on his body had stopped bleeding, the muscle lines on his body were slightly raised, and his wheat-colored skin was bathed in the sun, making people feel an abundant life force.

The change on the field interrupted the conversation between the two, and Yanqing looked angry, taking all this anger out on Su Yuan.

Lu Qi looked a little dazed for a while, and the look in his eyes was incomprehensible.

Su Yuan stretched out his hand to gently wipe the blood that flowed to the center of his eyebrows, his expression was unusually calm, as if the wounds on his body had not caused him any effect, the gaze in his eyes was as calm as a lake, and after his breath stabilized, he said to the sword-carrying youth: "Come again." ”

The sword-carrying youth hesitated, he had already had an absolute advantage from the beginning, although Su Yuan had more and more wounds on his body, but on the contrary, he became more and more courageous, and he did not show any signs of decline, but he was already a little weak after the continuous attack.

Seeing that he didn't move, Su Yuan said, "Since this is the case, then it's my turn." ”

Su Yuan slowly raised his hand, and a strong wind blew in front of him, and the wind formed a tornado that rolled up the gravel in the field. Su Yuan's hand pushed forward, and countless gravels suddenly shot densely towards the sword-carrying youth, the long sword in the sword-carrying youth's hand danced, and there seemed to be an impermeable wall in front of him, and the gravel hit him and burst out in all directions, but none of them entered his sword wall.

However, Su Yuan didn't expect these little tricks to hurt him, his body swept forward, and before he got close, he had already punched the sword-carrying youth, and the fist smashed through the sword wall of the sword-carrying youth and went straight to his chest, and the sword-carrying youth's long sword was retracted and stabbed forward, instantly breaking Su Yuan's fist momentum. However, Su Yuan's figure had arrived, and a palm slapped towards his head, and the sword-carrying young man's long sword stabbed at Su Yuan's palm to force him to defend back, but Su Yuan didn't dodge or dodge.

The long sword pierced Su Yuan's palm, but he was unmoved, he had already come to the front of him, when the sword-carrying youth wanted to withdraw the long sword, Su Yuan's pierced palm moved forward along the sword body, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the other hand punched the sword-carrying young man's chest, and then kicked in the abdomen, the sword-carrying youth suddenly let go of the hand holding the sword and flew backwards.

Su Yuan pulled out the sword that pierced his palm, blood suddenly gushed out from his palm, he gritted his teeth and clenched his injured fist, blood overflowed from his fingertips. However, he didn't stop there, his body rushed forward, kicked the sword-carrying young man who had just gotten up, stepped on his chest and said in a deep voice: "This punch is back for you." ”

Su Yuan smashed his fist on the shoulder of the sword-carrying youth's right hand, and the sword-carrying youth screamed miserably, and the bones of his right hand had been broken.