Loose people rather Dodger!

Heavenly Sword Song Missing!

Even after joining forces, they successfully broke Su Hang's infinitely growing momentum, but the faces of these two peerless great masters were not at all relaxed.

Both of them knew that Su Hang, who only used one arm, was already so difficult, how powerful would it be to attack with all his strength at this time?

Sure enough, the next moment, a pair of birds and sparrows flying freely, as well as the invincible heavenly sword, suddenly slowed down.

Unlike Da Zhi, who was trapped by a heavy qi wall, no matter how many qi walls there were for the two great masters, they could hardly play any role in blocking them.

The movements of the two did not slow down, but at the same time as they unfolded their own spiritual conception, Su Hang also opened up his spiritual conception.

Under the erosion of the demon seed, the perception of time between the two became extremely chaotic.

However, the Great Grandmaster is the Great Grandmaster, and even in this case, Ning Daoqi and Song Que's actions still did not show the slightest flaw.

The cyan sword light rotated rapidly around Su Hang's body, the killing intent boiled, and the sword light rained down towards Su Hang's body, but Ning Daoqi's figure was perfectly hidden in this four-shot sword.

Eight pounces are scattered, and the name is well deserved.

Every move, every style, is all natural, like an antelope hanging horns without a trace, and everyone is fascinated and frightened at the same time.

They couldn't imagine how long they could hold out in the face of such a terrible offensive.

I'm afraid that if it doesn't happen in an instant, I'll be swept away.

And Su Hang, who was in the middle of the battle, was also full of solemnity.

He didn't lie, Song Que and Ning Daoqi, who cooperated sincerely, did have the strength to threaten him.

Su Hang's palms turned into a sword and a spear respectively, and he took over all the attacks of the two without leaking.

At the same time, they also scrambled to return the salute.

The three of them were all fighting quickly, and soon, everyone could only barely see the two afterimages surrounding Su Hang.

Gangyuan! Knife mang! Palm print!

The three are intertwined in one place, and they have long been indistinguishable from each other.

Not only in Su Hang's spiritual world, the images of these two great masters are gradually plumped, but Ning Daoqi and Song Que are also constantly tempering their spirits and ideas, learning the uniqueness of the other two.

Airplanes!

A green glow, as if an accident, gently brushed Su Hang's cheek, leaving a shallow wound.

Of course, at this time, Song Que and Ning Daoqi were even more embarrassed.

Although they are all innocuous small injuries, they can also vaguely see the strength and weakness of the three.

"Not bad!"

Captain Su laughed and said:

"But—not enough!"

After speaking, Su Hang finally stopped standing in place, but stepped out in a flat step.

The next moment, he seemed to shrink the ground into inches, and when he arrived in front of Song Que, he pointed out.

Bite!

Gangyuan collided with the sword.

But this time, it's different.

The demon seed in Su Hang's body moved, and the "Heavenly Magic Force Field" that was originally covered by Su Hang as the center was like a balloon with a small hole, and the demonic energy frantically converged towards the small hole.

This small hole is where Gangyuan is located.

Driven by a steady stream of demonic energy, a little Gangyuan suddenly spun rapidly.

Crunch squeak –

The cyan sword immediately made an overwhelmed sound, as if it might shatter at any time.

At the same time, Ning Daoqi let out a light whistle, and his palms went straight to Su Hang's vest.

This is to encircle Wei to save Zhao, and in the past, Su Hang would inevitably turn around and protect himself.

After all, it may not be good to continue the stalemate with Song Que, but being hit by Ning Daoqi's palm without any fancy slap, he can't run away with a serious injury.

But this time, Su Hang didn't seem to feel Ning Daoqi, and he didn't move, and he didn't have any intention of dodging at all.

Ning Daoqi was also surprised, but in a flash of light, he couldn't figure out the meaning of Su Hang's move.

However, in the next moment, his palms directly hit the air.

"Phantom?!"

Rao was in Ning Daoqi's state of mind, and couldn't help but exclaim.

But how could this be an illusion?!

Not to mention this breath that is so real that it can't be more real, how can a phantom be in a stalemate with Song Que for so long?

However, the ever-changing battlefield did not allow Ning Daoqi to meditate, because at this moment, Su Hang's figure had already appeared behind him, and he also pointed out.

Ning Daoqi didn't have the sword that could collide with Gang Yuan, and immediately floated forward like a feather.

However, Su Hang, who no longer stood on the pile, was unrelenting, and the Gangyuan at his fingertips shot out at him like a meteor.

At the same time, the whole person jumped up in the air, punched condescendingly, and slowly struck out at Song Que, who had not yet relieved his breath.

Ning Daoqi and Song Que both looked pale.

Su Hang, who was completely liberated, immediately broke the originally balanced situation, which made the two feel that the pressure increased dramatically.

At this moment, Su Hang, as if divided into two, flashed in shape, and the uninterrupted offensive like a storm made the original tried and tested joint tactics almost completely ineffective.

Whether it was Song Que or Ning Daoqi, they all seemed to feel that they were alone in the face of the complete Su Hang, and the powerful and terrifying offensive overwhelmed them, so that they were almost breathless.

However, despite the constant addition of new wounds, the two remained tenacious on the court.

One breath, another breath.

No one could tell how many moves there were, but after knowing that the ring made of marble could barely see the original state, Su Hang finally stopped.

It's over?

Everyone hurriedly looked at the field, only to see Song Que and Ning Daoqi standing opposite Su Hang with their backs facing each other.

Song Que only had a bare hilt left in his hand, and Ning Daoqi's hands were also covered with criss-crossing wounds.

The two who were originally chic were as if they had been fished out of blood at this moment.

"Daddy!"

"Senior Ning!"

……

Feeling that the breath of the two of them was like a candle in the wind, as if it would completely dissipate at any time, and the exclamations of worry came one after another.

Whether it was Song Que or Ning Daoqi, their deaths were tantamount to a major earthquake.

Of course, there are also many people who gloat.

"I can't save it, I can't save it, wait for death."

"What about the Great Grandmaster, the oil is running out and the lamp is dry, it's not a dead end?"

"Yes, two fools, or I have the foresight to surrender directly, although it is a shame, but it is much better than having no life."

……

Of course, they weren't stupid enough to say it out loud, just whispering gloatingly.

It's just that no matter how much you whisper, how can you hide it from Su Hang?

"This group of guys, that's all there is to it, no wonder they have been cultivating for decades, but they can't even touch the threshold of the Great Grandmaster."

Glancing at the group of guys with disdain, Su Hang shook his head, and with his hand commanding, a "Nine Turns" had been drawn.