"But," Sanyu looked happy at his compliment, even though he was forcibly restraining himself from showing it.

Long Zizi slowly continued: "However, this time we are fighting to the death! Either people die or I live! It seems that although your talent is very high, you may be able to enter the innate realm and become a legend of our martial artists. ”

A smile of pity appeared on his face: "However, all this will only happen after you defeat me and kill me!" ”

Speaking of this, the long sword in his hand was slowly raised into the air, with a calm face, and said lightly: "The front is just a warm-up, this time, it is the real life and death fight!" Sanyu, be careful! ”

When Yang Lan heard this, her face turned snow-white: Chang Yulian was in danger just now, and almost died under his sword several times, or was it just a warm-up?

She blinked, ordering herself to calm down. No matter what, this time, she will never allow Sanyu to die in front of her, even if she destroys this body's Taoism, she will let him live peacefully!

After making up her mind, Yang Lan's heart finally calmed down. This calmness was the first time she had seen it in days.

Sanyu's face was still so calm. He is a strong-willed person, so naturally he will not mess up because of Long Zizi's words!

The sword that Long Zizi raised in the air slowly pointed at Yang Lan. As the tip of his sword moved downward, a suffocating aura came straight towards Sanyu. Almost suddenly, Sanyu found herself in another world. In this world, there is no wind, no mountains, no yang orchids, there are just omnipresent killing machines, and the aura that he can't penetrate!

All of a sudden, the image of Long Zizi became extremely tall, just like Mount Tai, so that Yang Lan, who was watching not far away, felt daunting just by looking at it, and felt a huge pressure coming.

Sanyu stood opposite Long Zizi, he stood motionless, his robe bulging again without wind, and it was full of bulges. On the contrary, his footsteps floated in vain, and he stood on the ground drifting, as if he would float away at any moment!

Two people stood facing each other, one as imposing as a mountain and the other drifting as a cloud. Neither of them moved, their faces were expressionless, but the murderous aura revealed in them made Yang Lan, who was dozens of meters away, feel a chill to the bone!

Long Zizi slowly continued to press the long sword down, and every movement he made was slow and heavy, as if it was not a sword but a mountain in his hand.

At the same time, he slowly lifted his step, slowly lifted it into the air, and then stepped down heavily. As his footsteps fell, Yang Lan only felt her heart skip a beat, almost jumping out of her throat.

One step, two steps, three steps! Long Zizi's every step of the way was heavy, heavy and heavy on Sanyu's heart. He had a feeling that his heartbeat seemed to slow down. It was as slow as a dragon's free steps, and when he took a step, his heart only skipped a beat!

This feeling is a panic that is almost suffocating! As Long Zizi's footsteps approached step by step, Sanyu's floating figure slowly became heavy. Even the figure that was a little trance seemed to have become solid.

At this time, Yang Lan, who was an outsider, even if she didn't have much kung fu and experience in the rivers and lakes, already knew that Sanyu's situation was very bad: his whole person was attracted by Long Zi's aura! He is already passive in the confrontation of momentum!

Yang Lan was so nervous that she could hear her heartbeat. Sanyu's figure became erratic again.

Sanyu only felt that with every step of Long Zizi's approach, his body seemed to be restrained by a weak force! He took a deep breath, but after breathing, he found that all he had inhaled was heavy air. The air made it even more uncomfortable for its own people.

As Long Zizi approached, Sanyu felt the cold sweat of his vest flow down like rain. As Long Zizi's first foot fell, his heart beat slowly, heavily, hard, and painfully. At the same time as the heartbeat, the eyes became more and more blurry, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to lift the eyelids!

Sanyu had never felt death as he did now. And this kind of coming, or slowly approaching! Slowly, let him feel it clearly!

Gathering the strength of his whole body, Sanyu used the sword in his hand to slowly stab himself in the leg. Finally, at the moment when the tip of the sword pierced the skin, the pain was aroused, and at the same time, the all-pervasive external heaviness suddenly loosened under his own pain!

Almost at the same time, the sword came out of the blood, and Sanyu's footsteps floated two steps to the left. As soon as those two steps floated away, the dragon's omnipresent aura seemed to become weak!

Sanyu's heart was dark, and at the same time, his feet moved again and again, his steps were small, and there was almost no obvious place to move. In the midst of this flickering of footsteps, Sanyu's figure once again became ethereal and frivolous. Like a cloud, it seems that the wind will disperse as soon as it blows!

Seeing this, Yang Lan breathed a sigh of relief. While Yang Lan breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of appreciation and condensation flashed in Long Zizai's eyes!

Suddenly! He stopped!

Just as he stopped, he lifted the sword in his hand and raised it upwards towards Sanyu. As the tip of the sword rose, the dust on the ground rose in a vortex shape, and the dust of the fallen leaves formed a gray circle, which merged in the strong wind of sword light and pressed straight towards Sanyu.

Sanyu's footsteps moved slightly, and the sword in his hand stabbed out as fast as lightning. At the same time as his sword stabbed out, a series of more than a dozen silver-white sword lights stabbed straight towards Long Zizi's sword circle!

Silently! Spooky! Sanyu's sword stabbed into Long Zizi's sword circle. But no sound came out. There was no sound, only a dozen silver sword lights could be clearly seen, inserted in the gray circle!

The sword light is a tangible killing move, but in the circle, it is invisible and substantiated dust and fallen leaves! Yang Lan bit her lip tightly, but she didn't dare to find the voice! She was so nervous that cold sweat ran down her forehead, so nervous that her eyes were blocked by sweat, and the sweat soaked into her eyes, indescribably sour and painful!

At this moment, in the midst of a silent attack. Sanyu suddenly roared. His whistling sound spread far away, and for a moment the valley was constantly echoing!

After he roared, the sword in his hand was pulled again and again, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light unfolded the silver flowers in the sky, and the silver flowers bloomed, straight towards Long Zizi's eyes, chest, abdomen and other vital points!

And at this time, Long Zi was in the gray sword circle, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Sanyu! Straight to his head-pounding cover!