"Sure enough...... So! ”

For the realm of the Great Grandmaster, Su Hang was not without speculation.

But again, before the real fight, Su Hang couldn't be sure if his guess was correct.

But now it seems that his guess was not wrong.

In Su Hang's perception, Fu Cailin's sword is not only flawless in swordsmanship, but also perfectly integrated into his own spiritual power.

Therefore, Su Hang felt how unstoppable this sword was, and he was so lonely when he was abandoned by heaven and earth.

It's similar to illusion, but it's not the same.

Because this sword may not be as perfect as the illusion carefully constructed by Su Hang, but it is better than sending and receiving from the heart, and it is obviously even better in terms of oppression and disturbing people's hearts.

Therefore, the battle between the great grandmasters, the spirit of the Xuan Zhi and the Xuan (mouth cannon) competition, is the most critical, and at the same time, it is also a dangerous place.

The human spirit is incomparably magical, but it is also the most impermanent.

Maybe the last moment was fearless and indomitable, but once the belief collapsed, it turned into a plate of scattered sand, and it was common for the army to collapse.

And once you fall into the disadvantage in the spiritual confrontation and fall into the influence and oppression of the enemy, it is tantamount to being led by the nose, and the result is naturally self-evident.

Airplanes!

With a soft groan, Su Hang's heart turned at will, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and the demon seed in his body began to become active.

Rao is well-informed with Fu Cailin's knowledge, and he can't help but sigh lightly.

Because, a strange attribute true qi that he had never seen before was overflowing from Su Hang's body, and naturally formed a huge aura that enveloped his whole body.

What's more, he felt extremely clearly that this strange aura had invaded the artistic conception he had carefully created without any barriers!

The sword that was originally as fast as thunder and could not be avoided became slower and slower as if it had been put on an invisible rein, and finally it was like a turtle crawling, as if any ordinary boy who didn't know martial arts could easily catch it.

How is this possible!

Of course, Fu Cailin knew that it was not that his sword had really slowed down, but that Su Hang had passed unknown means and affected his artistic conception, which made him have such an illusion.

Before the fight, he had imagined countless scenarios of fighting with Su Hang, and even Su Hang could create his own artistic conception to fight with him fiercely, and even suppress him, but he never thought that Su Hang's methods were so weird!

Fu Cailin's surprise immediately caused the artistic conception he had constructed to fluctuate for a while, and even almost shattered.

Yijian master, sword is like chess, what he is best at is to calculate every move of the opponent, every move in his heart.

Even if he encounters an opponent for the first time, he can also achieve the effect of "unpredictable prophet" through some detailed actions and a grasp of people's hearts.

But in the same way, the most difficult thing for him is to encounter this kind of thing in front of him that is completely beyond his understanding and control.

The "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" that doesn't make any sense, no matter how good a psychological master is, he can't predict its effect.

As an opponent, Su Hang naturally felt Fu Cailin's vacillation for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" deserves to be respected as the first secret technique of the Demon Gate, the foundation of the Heavenly Demon Policy.

The demon seed condenses all the essence of a person's body, and it is itself the product of the perfect fusion of the three essences, qi and spirit.

Compared to Zhu Yuyan's "incomplete", it can only play a disruptive role in the force field, and now this pervasive aura that perfectly melts true qi and spirit into one furnace can be called a real "heavenly magic force field"!

Of course, the original "Heavenly Magic Force Field" was just able to compete with the Great Grandmaster, but in terms of the richness of spiritual accumulation and the experience of spiritual confrontation, who in the entire Datang World could compare with Su Hang?

You must know that the three great masters of the Tang Dynasty did not have any record of fighting each other at all before Song Que forgot the sword and Shi Zhixuan made up for his mental defects.

In other words, this is also the first time that Fu Cailin has fought against a first-level master!

The rich experience, coupled with the pair of delusional eyes, allowed Fu Cailin to be invaded without realizing it.

However, the great grandmaster is the great grandmaster in the end, even if the artistic conception is invaded and the mental illusion is generated, it is only a moment before he has re-stabilized his mind.

However, a flaw has been planted, how could Su Hang let go of such a good opportunity?

So, he shot out blatantly.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Fu Cailin's stunning sword and Su Hang's brazen shot stabbed out almost at the same time in no particular order, and the speed was as fast as thunder.

However, only Fu Cailin knew that Su Hang's shot would accurately stab the weakest point of his sword.

Naturally, he couldn't sit still like this.

However, his intuition told him that if he chose to change his tactics at this moment, not only would he not be able to win by surprise, but he would expose his "fragile" wrist to the invincible truth.

Of course, such an intuition may also be an illusion caused by Su Hang's mental oppression, but it is more likely that it is the real truth.

This is the terrible thing about falling into disadvantage in a mental encounter, not only correcting the illusion imposed by the enemy at all times, but also discerning one's instincts, because it is no longer as trustworthy as it used to be.

The pervasive demonic aura, as well as the indestructible bit of Zhengang on the blade of the gun, constitute a perfect Taiji diagram.

Bite!

Zhen Gang stabbed the body of the Yi sword, and the next moment, the green and bright Yi sword was cut in half as if it was made of tofu.

It should be a good thing to destroy the opponent's weapon with one blow, but there was no joy or relaxation on Su Hang's face.

Gain, Yijian broke, Fu Cailin did not retreat half a point, but took the opportunity to bully in front of Su Hang.

A broken sword does not mean that it is not lethal.

One inch is short, one inch is dangerous.

Fu Cailin grabbed the broken sword, like grasping a poisonous snake that was selected to devour, and took advantage of the opportunity that the big gun did not have time to return to the ring, aiming at Su Hang's vital body.

Even, holding the move of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Fu Cailin naturally wouldn't be unclear, with his hundred-year-old age, exchanging injuries for injuries with such a vigorous kid as Su Hang was undoubtedly the next choice.

Even if he has a deadly weapon in his hand, he may not be able to take advantage of it.

But Fu Cailin knows better that now that the weapons are destroyed, once Su Hang can regain the initiative, his defeat will be doomed.

It's a pity that Fu Cailin still underestimated Su Hang.

He lost his sword, and his strength was reduced by at least seventy percent.

But Su Hang abandoned the big gun, at most, it only affected half of the play!

In the flash of light, Su Hang had already pointed into a spear, and a little Zhengang condensed at his fingertips, and stabbed out against Fu Cailin's broken sword.