Mental oppression and strong momentum alone can make it difficult for them to even move.

As for the spiritual conception, it was destroyed at the moment of unfolding.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Song Que and Ning Daoqi really couldn't imagine that there was such a terrifying magic skill in the world!

However, instead of half frustration and fear in the eyes of the two, they ignited a fierce fighting spirit.

Of course, some people are boiling with fighting spirit, and some people are constantly scolding their mothers in their hearts.

When Su Hang slapped Da Zhi into the wall with a random slap, and he couldn't pick it off, Xi Ying, Zuo Youxian and others had already retreated in their hearts.

It's a pity that Su Hang doesn't seem to have any intention of asking them about their wishes, and the terrifying momentum directly locks them together.

MMP！ Hear me! MMP！

Even when the two great masters were affected, their group of ducks was naturally even more unbearable.

In particular, the spiritual oppression that seemed to be substantial almost made them lose the courage to speak.

But no one cared about their resentment, because at this moment, Song Que took out the knife.

This world's No. 1 swordsman, his originally calm eyes lit up, bursting out with indescribable essence, and the heavenly sword turned into a rainbow light, rising into the sky first, and suddenly the speed surged, like a sword off the string.

The qi wall did not disappear, but because Su Hang urged the magic power with all his might, it became more and more tenacious and dense, and Song Que's sword momentum rose and fell several times like a dragon breaking the waves, and it was almost unhindered, and shot towards the place where Su Hang and Shi Qingxuan's palms were gripping.

Obviously, he had already seen that Shi Qingxuan was an indispensable part of Su Hang's strange and terrifying state, and once the connection between the two was broken, he might be able to regain the initiative.

In the face of this galloping knife, Su Hang finally put away his previous careless demeanor and showed a slightly serious expression.

Su Hang's left palm appeared in front of Song Que's knife.

Including Song Que, no one could see how Su Hang's palm appeared in front of his knife.

It seemed to have come out of thin air, and it seemed like he had been waiting here for a long time, only to be discovered by him until this time.

The palm knife collided with the heavenly sword, but it did not make the slightest sound.

The storm swept up, and even the clothes on the bodies of the people who were ten feet away were blown by this momentum.

The next moment, Su Hangwen didn't move at all, but Song Que's majestic figure retreated diagonally to the rear.

Of course, it may be a little inaccurate to say that he is retreating, because Song Que's deeds are crossing an arc, and a knife is falling diagonally towards Su Hang's side.

Su Hang also held his hand like a knife, and collided with the blade without any difference.

However, after two or three breaths, Song Que used both the palm and the knife, and attacked no less than 100 times, but he was stopped by Su Hang's palm.

In the end, he was pointed at by Su Hangyi on the blade.

With the blessing of the almost endless heaven and earth essence, the point of Zhengang on Su Hang's fingertips was about an inch at the beginning, and it directly skyrocketed to half a foot!

Bite!

This was the first sound made by the two since they had been fighting.

The heavenly knife in Song Que's hand was broken in two, and he took a few steps back, and a cloud of blood flashed on his knife-like face, but it was pressed down in an instant.

On the other hand, Su Hang, except for his right hand from beginning to end, his body did not move.

However, on the face of the world's number one swordsman, he was not a little lost, but laughed and said:

"Haha, Song understands!"

At the same time, the broken blade in Song Que's hand suddenly skyrocketed, as if it had never been broken.

Many people rubbed their eyes and wondered if they had seen it wrong.

"Really Gang?!"

Su Hang also raised his eyebrows, what appeared on Song Que's broken blade was not Zhengang?

It's just that his Gang Yuan is condensed with ten attribute true qi, which is crystal clear and unadulterated with any color.

However, the Gangyuan on Song Que's broken blade is cyan, which is a little different from Su Hang.

"Come again!"

This time, it was Su Hang, and he didn't dare to pick up the cyan Gangyuan directly with his palm.

Bite! Bite! Bite......

Every moment, the cyan sword and the colorless gang yuan would clash at least dozens of times, and the overflowing sharp qi would continue to leave scratches on the ground that were several inches deep.

In front of Valhalla, hundreds of martial arts masters from all walks of life all looked at the two in the battle in amazement, almost unable to believe that this was a situation that people could achieve.

"Haven't you given up your senseless insistence?"

At this moment, Su Hang suddenly spoke:

"As I said earlier, if the two of you can't work together sincerely, you won't be able to win by half a point!"

Don't look at Song Que at this time, it seems that he is on a par with Su Hang, but don't forget, Song Que has gone all out without reservation, and Su Hang has only used one hand so far!

Even, if it weren't for Song Que's breakthrough and mastering Gangyuan, a sharp weapon that even Su Hang had to treat carefully, he might not even have the qualifications for a stalemate.

And even so, if the stalemate continues, the stronger the pressure on Su Hang's body, and it will be a matter of time before Song Que is defeated.

"That'...... The old way has transgressed! Be careful! ”

The Great Grandmaster is not a conformist after all.

Su Hang's words have come to this, Ning Daoqi finally put aside the concerns in his heart, his figure flashed, and he rushed into the battle circle from the other side of Su Hang.

"That's kind of fun!"

Su Hang also showed a hint of a smile, in the face of the siege of the two great grandmasters, he also had to stop absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and let go of Shi Qingxuan's palm.

"Huh~~Huh~~"

"I can count it as surviving......"

In an instant, the terrifying oppressive force on Su Hang's body finally dissipated.

Xi Ying, Fu Nantuo and other "pond fish" who were affected immediately seemed to be amnesty, and they couldn't care about their own image problems, and they collapsed on the ground one after another, clutching their chests and gasping for breath.

"I'm afraid this isn't a group of fake grandmasters, right?"

This gesture of the rest of his life after the catastrophe naturally provoked the people who ate melons to roll their eyes.

After all, Su Hang's breath did not lock on to these melon-eating masses, and they were not close to the battlefield, so they naturally did not experience the terrible sense of oppression.

At best, I just felt that Su Hang's temperament had become majestic, and I didn't know what this group of salted fish had gone through.

In their eyes, Su Hang didn't even look at this group of salted fish from beginning to end, but now this group of salted fish behaved like people after three days and three nights of fighting, which really taught them to be speechless.

Fortunately, compared to this group of salted fish, everyone paid more attention to the unprecedented battle of the Great Grandmaster, so their attention quickly diverted.

Without that terrifying spirit and momentum oppression, the strength of Song Que and Ning Daoqi was finally fully exerted.

Ning Daoqi's hands seemed to turn into two dexterous and lively birds, jumping up and down in mid-air, chasing and playing.

And Song Que's whole person seemed to disappear completely, merging with the cyan sword light in his hand.