Bite! Bite! Bite......

The crisp sound of the confrontation was connected, it was Junbao and Gu Santong, and it was too late to count for a while, how many times did the two collide in this instant.

Those onlookers who were planning to weigh the two of them were even more cold sweat.

They may be able to do this stormy close fight, but it is impossible to do it like the two in front of them, every move and style is tempered and flawless.

Changing places, they are afraid that if they can't even support ten moves, they will end miserably.

Of course, if Fu Cailin could know the thoughts of this group of melon-eating people, he would definitely sneer:

Ten moves?!

Changing to your group of melon peels, it is already an eye-opening miracle if you can persist in two moves.

It's a pity that he definitely has no time to distract him at the moment.

Under the influence of the "Heavenly Magic Force Field", Fu Cailin's every action has to pay several times the effort on weekdays.

And, slow as a turtle crawling!

Of course, he understood that this was just a mental illusion that he was suppressed by Su Hang's spirit, and in fact, his speed would never be much inferior to Su Hang, otherwise, his life would have been lost.

However, knowing is knowing, but this sense of confusion still makes me feel the urge to vomit blood.

It is really difficult to overcome the entanglement of the "Heavenly Magic Force Field", but also not to really "use too much force" and destroy its own center of gravity.

In fact, Fu Cailin, who had the upper hand by himself, could still make hundreds of crazy counterattacks, which was already greatly beyond Su Hang's expectations.

Even, although Su Airlines has gained the upper hand, it may not be possible to say that it will win.

Among these hundreds of tricks, if his response is slightly worse, it is not impossible to capsize in the gutter.

The rich heritage of the great grandmaster's hundred years of condensation is really not to be underestimated!

It's just that Fu Cailin has accumulated a lot of money, but Su Hang's heritage is not shallow.

In these hundreds of stormy encounters, Su Hang's every move and style are exactly the same as Fu Cailin's, and they are seamless.

As a result, it was naturally Fu Cailin's turn to be unlucky.

He can't kill a thousand, but he won't be able to make up for the eight hundred he has lost.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Fu Cailin snorted, and was immediately swept out by the gun.

Not only was the broken sword in his hand full of gaps and cracks, but the original white and flawless strength was also left with wounds.

Half a year ago, Su Hang said that he was going to kill Master Yijian, and the entire rivers and lakes were only regarded as children's babble.

But who would have thought that even half of the two-year appointment had passed, and this world-famous sword master would show such an embarrassed demeanor in front of Su Hang?

Seeing this scene, many people's hearts instantly became cold.

Su Hang didn't do his best, he was able to get the Yijian master Fu Cailin embarrassed, no matter how arrogant and conceited they were, they would never dare to say that they could be compared with Fu Cailin.

In that moment's martial arts test, in the face of a complete Su Hang, is it still possible for them to pass?

No wonder they make promises of immortality, since no one can pass them, how rich the promises that don't need to be fulfilled are?

In the hearts of everyone, even the most outstanding "Heavenly Sword" Song Que is only at the peak of the grandmaster, and he still has to admit defeat if he really faces the great grandmaster.

However, a few families are happy and some are sad, some people are desperate, and naturally some people are ecstatic.

These are the forces that have been tried and fought in the illusion and are shining.

The stronger Su Hang's strength, the greater the value of his support.

Great Grandmaster, that is the existence of one person and one country.

You don't even need to do anything, just a gesture is enough to reach thousands of troops.

"Want to go? I plant flowers, is it a place where you can come and go? ”

Sensing Fu Cailin's retreat, Su Hang snorted coldly, obviously having no intention of respecting the elderly.

When the opponent flew back, he also grabbed his spear and rose into the sky.

The shadow of the gun dances like a dragon!

There is a sentence that Su Hang is not wrong, when the other party repeatedly sent apprentices to the Central Plains to make trouble, he became murderous.

Now, since this "Yijian Master" took the initiative to send people to a thousand miles away, how could he live up to the other party's fist and fist intentions?

After touching Fu Cailin's bottom line, the killing intent in Su Hang's heart immediately flourished.

Su Hang's cold killing intent did not restrain at all, Fu Cailin was naturally the first to bear the brunt, and the people who ate melons also felt it.

Fu Cailin could only keep moving around, but unfortunately it had little effect on Su Hang, and he couldn't dodge it every time, so he could only wave his palm to separate the frantic gun shadows.

The moves, both of them can be called flawless, but Fu Cailin finally lost the most convenient weapon, and he couldn't easily transfer the power on the big gun, so he could only choose to hit hard.

Every time he blocked, Fu Cailin's breath floated a little, and his body trembled imperceptibly.

The winner is decided!

Both Su Hang and Fu Cailin knew very well that unless Su Hang suddenly made a fool, he would only be forced into a desperate situation step by step.

Finally, Su Hang shouted lightly, and the heavy gun shadows re-condensed into a line, stabbing out like thunder.

"Die!"

"Childe and slow!"

"Be merciful!"

At this moment, a crisp and pleasant female voice and a pure and transparent male voice sounded in Valhalla at the same time.

Obviously, both of them rushed towards Su Hang at a very fast speed, but their voices were not reluctant at all.

Especially the pure and transparent male voice, as if whispering in everyone's ears, shows the other party's peak skills.

It's just that Su Hang turned a deaf ear to this, and the sharp blade stabbed out without pause.

In an instant, the two figures in front of and behind also rushed to the vicinity of Su Hang and Fu Cailin's location respectively, only two or three feet away from the two.

For a master of their level, it is only two or three feet, and it can be crossed in the blink of an eye.

It's a pity that at this moment, the distance between these two or three zhang is the moat.

Just kidding, although Junbao and others will not interfere in the decisive battle between Su Hang and Fu Cailin, if anyone dares to interfere?

Who gave them such courage?

Junbao took a step forward, as if it were the simplest action to stop a guest, and one hand stretched out diagonally, blocking the path of the black shadow.

But the black shadow does not dare to underestimate the slightest, as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one, Junbao's seemingly random hand, in fact, has interpreted the essence of Tai Chi to the extreme.

Once the shadow is glued, it is even more difficult to get out again, almost a fantasy.

Of course, compared with the "gentle" Junbao, the ancient three links are much simpler, clenched with a fist, and blasted out mercilessly!

Poof!

In the end, the two black shadows did not affect Su Hang, and a bit of Zhengang passed through Fu Cailin's palm and pierced his chest.

The world-famous Goguryeo Grand Master died here!