However, the moment the spear touched Su Yunran's slender waist, Su Yunran's body suddenly burst out with jade-colored spiritual power, and the powerful aura actually froze the menacing spear for a few points.

Su Yun hooked his lips suddenly, his thin body was close to the spear, he skillfully turned an arc, and his slender hand easily held the spear.

The spear shuddered violently, and a blazing temperature was heard.

Jiang Xin's pupils shrank suddenly, and then, the extreme temperature came from the palm of his hand, quickly spreading to the whole body, until the depths of the meridians, with bursts of pain.

Su Yunran raised his hand, and the hand holding the jade flute stabbed towards Jiang Xin's eyes, with a blazing temperature.

Jiang Xin snorted, his body suddenly leaned back, he could avoid the attack of the jade flute, the sharp spiritual power left a few blood marks on his face, and a few wisps of green silk were cut off, and under the merciless strangulation of the spiritual power, it quickly shattered and dissipated into the night.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Jiang Xin turned his head slightly, raised one hand, and slammed it heavily on Su Yunran's slender wrist.

The pain came, and Su Yunran's hand shook.

Jiang Xin grabbed Su Yunran's wrist quickly, grabbed Su Yunran's wrist, and turned an angle suddenly, as if he was about to break Su Yunran's wrist.

Su Yunran snorted coldly, his hand loosened, the other hand holding the spear was released, and he suddenly lifted it up, holding the falling jade flute, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and the jade flute slashed across Jiang Xin's chest.

The sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh came, and Jiang Xin couldn't help but let go of his hand, but Su Yunran held his wrist with his backhand, and used a slight force.

The sound of bones shattering came, Jiang Xin couldn't help frowning, snorted extremely slightly, gritted his teeth, turned the hand holding the spear, threw the spear upward, and then gathered his fingers into a blade and slashed at Su Yunran's slender waist.

Su Yunran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if he couldn't feel the pain, the jade flute stabbed out obliquely, avoiding the attack on Jiang Xin's palm, and stabbed into Jiang Xin's abdomen.

There was a fierce wind behind him, Su Yunran glanced at it obliquely, the corners of his mouth were suddenly hooked, one foot was gently hooked back, and deep spiritual power gushed out.

The spear that was originally roaring towards Su Yunran suddenly stopped, and the red tassel fluttered fiercely, making a chilling sound.

With a slight force in his hand, the jade flute went a little deeper, and then, Su Yunran took a few steps back, slashed the jade flute, and pulled it out violently, bringing up the red blood.

Jiang Xin snorted, leaned over slightly, raised his hand, and roared with the spiritual power of his palm, swinging towards Su Yunran.

Seeing this, Su Yunran's body turned, his soft waist bent into an incredible arc, and his body retreated violently.

The jade flute in his hand sounded a few times, and the tassel crossed an inexplicable arc, bringing up several jade-colored lines.

The spear moved slightly, and the jade flute turned a few times in Su Yunran's hand, and the brilliance gradually converged.

The wind became more and more urgent, and seeing that Jiang Xin's palm wind was coming, Su Yunran raised the jade flute and pointed at Jiang Xin suddenly.

The spear swung and made an uneasy "buzzing" sound, and the tip of the spear suddenly picked up, stabbing straight towards Jiang Xin.

The sharp tip of the spear refracted a dazzling light, Jiang Xin's eyes froze, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly tried to withdraw his spiritual power, but he didn't have time.

The spiritual power in the palm of his hand collided with the trembling tip of the spear, making a piercing sound, Jiang Xin only felt a surge of qi and blood in his heart, and his spiritual power was suddenly disordered.

With a slight sigh of relief, Jiang Xin turned sideways suddenly, the tip of the gun grazed his waist, and his robe was instantly torn, leaving a deep wound on his waist.

The spear whizzed past and pierced into the ancient tree behind him, and in that moment, the ancient tree shattered, turned into sawdust, and flew in the raging night wind.

Jiang Xin's body fell heavily on the cold ground, gasping rapidly, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth continued to meander down.

Su Yunran stood quietly to the side, her slender fingers gently brushed her waist, and her spiritual power was full of spiritual power, slowly soaking into her body through her clothes.

The pain gradually became lighter, Su Yunran's face remained unchanged, her eyebrows trembled, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

Looking at Jiang Xin, who was vomiting blood in pain on the ground, Su Yunran raised his head slightly, his eyes were cold.

This spear is Jiang Xin's natal weapon, Jiang Xin's confrontation with the spear is equivalent to fighting against himself, and the result is naturally conceivable.

However, Jiang Xin is also patient, and he was injured by his natal weapon.

Looking at it like this, it hurts the soul, and the injury is not light.

However, after only a moment, Jiang Xin stood up again, took a deep breath, suppressed the blood qi in his heart, forcibly stabilized the chaotic aura, and reactivated his spiritual power.

The spear shook a few times, made a slight sound, and returned to Jiang Xin's hand.

Seeing this, Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth hooked a meaningful arc, and one hand was behind him, above the jade flute, the tassel hung down quietly.

Jiang Xin snorted coldly, and the spiritual power on the spear accumulated, surging with a violent aura.

Feeling this undisguised murderous aura, Su Yunran raised his hand, raised the jade flute, and with a move of his steps, he met Jiang Xin's offensive head-on.

Jiang Xin moved quickly, and the spear pierced the stagnation in the air, with a fierce wind.

Su Yunran kept waving the flute, blocking the attack of the spear, and the flute couldn't help trembling, making a clear sound.

The spear brushed his cheeks dangerously several times, and the sharp air flow blew up the green silk hanging down Su Yunran, bringing a sense of trembling.

The surrounding ancient trees are constantly shaking their branches and leaves, and the shadows of the trees are swaying, with teeth and claws, with a slightly strange and hideous smell.

After dozens of rounds, both of them took a few steps back and stabilized their figures.

Su Yunran calmly flicked his sleeves and straightened out the slightly messy green silk and placket.

Jiang Xin covered his heart, blood snaked out from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the cold ground, smashing out the shape of a flower.

It seems that the two are not up or down, but they have already been high and low.

Jiang Xin was covered with blood, and the hideous wound crawled on his chest, and extended from his waist to his abdomen, the blood continued to drip down, and the smell of blood spread.

Su Yunran held the jade flute, fiddling with the tassels on it casually, his expression was extremely careless, and he slowly spoke: "Venerable, do you want to continue?" ”

Jiang Xin nodded and said calmly, "Of course." ”

"Okay."

Su Yunran raised his eyes, his expression was abrupt, and his lazy and lazy gaze instantly sharpened, as if he had been quenched with ice, with a substantial chill.

Jiang Xin's hand holding the spear tightened, and the tip of the spear provoked the cold night, swirling with violent spiritual power.

Su Yunran tilted his head, raised the jade flute, turned his body at an angle, and a thin figure rose from the ground.

Jiang Xin's body was short, and the spear turned, and the tip of the spear was picked at Su Yunran's heart.

Su Yunran avoided slightly, and the jade flute hit the tip of the spear, and the spiritual power swept through, making bursts of sounds.

Jiang Xin's body turned, and his hand was forced, as if he wanted to pick up Su Yunran's jade flute.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the jade flute flew out, Su Yun's lips were hooked, and his figure flashed, leaving an afterimage and a slight wind sound.

The murderous aura came to his face, Jiang Xin was shocked in his heart, but it was too late. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie