Fu Cailin may not have guessed that the reason why Su Hang spoke directly was because he felt the retreat in his heart.

Today's Su Hang, although he has long been confident that he can fight with the great grandmaster, and even in the spiritual illusion, he can easily crush this sword master in his intact state.

But if Fu Cailin made up his mind to leave as soon as he got it, Su Hang, who maintained the illusion and had no time to clone himself, might not be able to stop him.

So, he chose to use his body as bait, in order to keep Fu Cailin.

Of course, fighting with a great grandmaster-level master was what Su Hang wanted to do.

After all, at their level, no amount of delusional speculation can compare to a real battle of life and death.

"A word of caution."

As soon as Su Hang's palm was raised, the Heshi Bi in his hand had already flown ten zhang into the air, and in its place, it was a delicate and beautiful spear that flickered with cold light.

The big gun is not gold or copper, the whole body is glowing with a cold and beautiful luster, and the surface and interior are also engraved with beautiful and mysterious textures, which makes people know at first sight that it is extraordinary.

Regardless of the question, it can be known that this gun was jointly designed by Su Hang, Ninth Uncle and Lu Miaozi in the state of "Autopsy Immortal", and was refined with the main body of the extraterrestrial meteorite that had been treasured by the Dongming Sect for many years, and incorporated countless precious materials.

Whether it is the material, the design, or the level of refining, it is impeccable, and it has reached the pinnacle of magic weapons.

There is only one step left before the magic weapon.

"Master Yijian, if you are too confident, you will die."

Although Su Hang knew very well that with the realm of Grand Master Fu Cailin, how could he not even understand the truth of "the lion fights the rabbit and does his best"?

But he still deliberately let out his momentum.

Holding the big gun, Su Hang immediately felt a sense of intimacy connected by blood.

At the same time, the originally cold and photogenic big gun also underwent subtle changes, as if a dead thing had suddenly been given life, which made Fu Cailin's pupils shrink.

How did he not know what that meant?

At least in terms of marksmanship, Su Hang already has the qualifications to fight him!

"Of course, Master Yijian is old, and now he has come from afar, he must be tired and tired, and it is normal for people to need to rest, and this son has time to wait."

has been entangled with the fire dragon for three days and three nights, even if it is Fu Cailin, the consumption must be not small.

It's okay to fight and crush the game, but if you meet an opponent of equal strength, this state will obviously suffer a lot of losses.

Step by step, the victory that can only be achieved after layers of calculations has long been of no longer much significance to the current Su Hang, and fighting in a dignified manner is more in line with his expectations.

Of course, don't expect him to be polite in words.

However, Fu Cailin obviously had no intention of accepting Su Hang's "good intentions":

"It doesn't matter, even if the old man is not physically strong, it is still more than enough to clean up the juniors who don't respect the old."

It is naturally impossible for Fu Cailin not to know his state, and with the state of mind of the great grandmaster, of course, it is impossible for Su Hang to give up the opportunity to recover himself by Su Hang's words.

However, being stalked by the monster that couldn't be beaten by Hachijo until now, he lost not only his physical strength and spirit, but also his full fighting spirit.

It is conceivable that if he rests for a while, or rests under the gaze of dozens of grandmaster-level masters who are hostile to him, this fighting spirit will definitely slip again.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Compared to the weakened fighting spirit, the loss of physical strength and spirit is nothing.

What's more, as long as it is a person, it can be seen that Su Airlines can't do its best now.

If you can't even beat Su Hang in such a state, how can you talk about avenging your disciple?!

Therefore, after only stopping for a moment, he raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at Su Hang from afar.

The front of Valhalla immediately boiled, and almost everyone withdrew their eyes from the light curtain, staring at the two facing each other in the distance without blinking, for fear of missing a single detail.

Su Hang's strength is unfathomable, and it has long become the consensus of everyone.

But how strong it is, it's impossible not to be curious, especially the guy who still has a little luck with longevity.

What's more, this is a Grand Master-level battle!

In the illusion, although the battle between Song Que and Lu Bu was also at the level of a great grandmaster, it was at ten times the speed, and they who had already seen only half of it, and even fewer of them could understand it.

Unconsciously, the tenfold qi ring was already lingering around Su Hang's body, and it contracted rapidly, condensing at the tip of the spear in an instant.

"Really Gang?!"

Exclamations came and went.

Here, almost half of the top masters in the Datang world have gathered, and there is no shortage of people with outstanding knowledge, and some people immediately recognized what the edge on Su Hang's gun blade was.

But then, they all covered their mouths in unison, for fear that their exclamations would disturb this rare decisive battle.

In two months, how can Su Airlines itself not make any progress?

He may not be the most talented of all, but he has always been the one who has improved the most!

The Zhengang that took a lot of effort to condense at the beginning is now an understatement.

Separated by a distance of three zhang, the eyes of the old and the young were like electricity, as if an invisible electric light was intertwined in mid-air.

Obviously, there is not the slightest bit of energy, but everyone can imagine what kind of twists and turns are contained under the calm at this moment.

Just when the Zhengang on the tip of Su Hang's spear became more and more brilliant, and the breath became sharper and sharper, Fu Cailin finally took out his sword.

In Su Hang's perception, the leaves falling between the two, the flying insects, the bystanders not far away, and even the entire Valhalla seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

The sword was glowing with a beautiful and beering green light, and the blade of the sword turned into a little blue light, like an inextinguishable starlight in the clouds, stabbing towards the position between Su Hang's eyes like a meteor.

At this moment, Su Hang seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, and he was alone in the face of this soul-seducing, but beautiful sword.

is so powerful, I really don't know how powerful it is compared to the "Fu Cailin" that Su Hang encountered in the Liaoshui Fantasy Realm.

Obviously, it is not only Fu Cailin's strength that has been reborn in the past 20 years, but the original spiritual object Qinglian constructed, but it is just the "Fu Cailin" in Mai Tiecane's memory.

If you are not a great master, how can you truly understand the mysteries of a great master?

Of course, fortunately, it was just like this, otherwise Su Hang would have died fifty more times, and it would have been impossible for him to pass through the illusion.

"Sure enough...... Is that so? ”

However, in the face of this enemy whose strength had skyrocketed, Su Hang did not have the slightest surprise on his face, but showed a faint smile.