"Daochang Zhang, who is this girl? How can I sneak up on you? ”

Just when Su Hang and Fu Junwu were standing opposite each other, Song Shidao came to Junbao's side and asked in a low voice.

Seeing Song Shidao's concerned expression, Junbao also showed a knowing smile and introduced:

"This? I don't actually know each other, so I guess it can only be a coincidence. ”

Just when Song Shidao showed a disappointed expression, Junbao added:

"However, listening to Xiaohang, she should be a disciple of 'Yijian Master' Fu Cailin."

"Yijian Master" Fu Cailin?!

Song Shidao was suddenly taken aback, he never expected that the other party's origin was so extraordinary, even compared to him, the son of the "Heavenly Sword", it was not bad at all.

However, Song Shidao quickly thought of something and exclaimed:

"Rakshasa Girl?!"

Finding Song Shidao's expression, it seemed that he was not only shocked by the identity of the disciple of "Fu Cailin", Jun Baoqi said:

"Is there anything special?"

If it were someone else, he might be tight-lipped, but Song Shidao was different, and after a wry smile, he explained:

"Brother Junbao, you don't know, I have already received the news, this Rakshasa girl seems to have found the legendary 'Yang Gong Treasure House', I am afraid that it will not be long before I am afraid that it will become the object of competition by countless large and small forces."

"Oh, I see."

Junbao nodded.

Seeing Junbao's bland reaction, a hint of surprise flashed in Song Shidao's eyes.

He's jade, Yang Gong's treasure house, the two get one, and the world can be safe.

At the time of the coming chaos and the rise of the heroes, there are really only a handful of people who will treat the news of Yang Gong's treasure house so indifferently, and the more powerful the person, the more he cannot be enthusiastic.

Even he hesitated for a while before deciding to tell this information calmly.

Song Shidao didn't know, no matter how huge the treasure trove, how could it be compared to Su Hang, indirectly controlling a country?

Gold, silver, jewelry, exotic flowers and plants, and even bows and crossbow armor, grain, grass, salt and iron, as long as Su Hang speaks, Zhu Houzhao will not refuse.

Therefore, unless there is some top-notch magic secret hidden in that "Yang Gong Treasure House", otherwise, in Junbao's eyes, I am afraid that it is not as important as a small bean paste bag.

"W-This?!"

Fu Junwu's eyes flashed with surprise, because she was shocked to find that Su Hang in front of her seemed to have changed into two people, the qi was extremely yin and yang, and she couldn't lock it at all.

In this case, Fu Junwu only felt it in her master, "Yijian Master" Fu Cailin.

Of course, Fu Cailin did this by relying on his own spiritual realm of the unity of nature and man, while Su Hang only relied on the specialness of the exercises, and the two naturally could not be generalized.

However, Fu Junwu didn't know this, and Fu Cailin's invincible figure instantly appeared in her mind.

How can it be?

How old is this little ghost, how can he be as good as the master?

Even after an instant, Fu Junwu cut off this trace of fear, but how could this momentary flaw be hidden from Su Hang.

So, Su Hang moved.

It's like practicing the magic power of shrinking the ground into inches, and the distance of three zhang was crossed by Su Hang in the blink of an eye.

Fu Junwu's pupils shrank, and with a "poof", the long sword in her hand turned into thousands of shadows, and the mercury seemed to be pouring down to Su Hang's whole body like a wave.

However, all of Fu Junwu's reactions seemed to be expected by Su Hang, and he just shook his body slightly, and he flashed all the sword lights in a subtle way.

It was as if the two of them had practiced thousands of times, and all of Fu Junwu's sword blades perfectly avoided Su Hang's body.

"Yi Swordsmanship?!"

Song Shidao snorted.

Of course, he wouldn't think that Su Hang was playing a double reed with Fu Junwu, so the anticipation of the enemy that Su Hang showed at the moment was not the legendary "Yi Swordsmanship"?

"This is not 'Yi Swordsmanship', but Tingjin."

Junbao shook his head and corrected softly:

"I really can't imagine that Xiao Hang can already ...... the silk thread of true qi Is it because of "The Recipe for Longevity"?

Depending on the situation, it won't be long before Xiaohang will be able to try to hold Dan, it's really a rapid progress!

However, I should go one step further, or it will not be good to be left behind. ”

Song Shidao was so surprised, Fu Junwu, who was Su Hang's opponent, naturally had a more profound experience, and her heart trembled instantly.

At this moment, Su Hang had already deceived Fu Junwu less than a foot in front of him, and pointed out lightly.

A finger was immediately slowly enlarged in the eyes of Fu Junwu, who was trembling violently.

Su Hang's movements were extremely slow, and even the pulling of muscles was extremely clear in Fu Junwu's eyes.

It seemed that as long as she raised her hand, she could block Su Hang's finger with great ease.

But Fu Junwu, who had studied with Fu Cailin, knew that this was just her illusion, and the speed of Su Hang's finger was definitely faster than her fastest sword!

This kind of contradiction in time really makes people want to vomit blood.

Fu Junwu only had time to raise her wrist slightly and seal her chest with a long sword, and Su Hang had already pointed at it.

Su Hang's fingers trembled slightly, and in Fu Junwu's incredible gaze, as if he was killing himself, he flicked the back of his fingers on the blade of the sword.

Bite!

Fu Junwu suddenly felt as if she had stabbed steel, and the sharp blade of the sword could not advance at all.

Not only that, but there were also two diametrically opposed spiral energies, one yin and one yang, that invaded the long sword.

Any one of them is enough to make Fu Junwu scramble, let alone a two-pronged approach?

The spiral true qi was like a bamboo, and in an instant, it was chaotic along with the true qi in Fu Junwu's entire right arm.

The long sword was flicked away, and Su Hang's finger was no longer hindered, and he hit Fu Junwu's chest unabatedly.

"Poof——!

Fu Junwu spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell on her back.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Song Shidao immediately screamed, and his face showed an anxious look.

"Don't worry, she's fine, Xiao Hang just helped her force the bruises out."

Sure enough, when Junbao's words fell, Fu Junwu sat up from the ground again, looking at Su Hang with complicated eyes.

Su Hang was unconscious, and said to himself:

"If you can't take this shot, then according to the agreement, you will be my prisoner from now on until someone can take this shot for you."

Fu Junwu stared at Su Hang without blinking:

"Why do you know 'Yi Swordsmanship'?"

Su Hang showed a meaningful smile:

"Guess?"

Fu Junwu didn't speak, staring at Su Hang without blinking.

"Don't be so boring, if you guess correctly, how about I'll let you go?"

Staring –

……

The two pairs of eyes, one large and one small, looked at each other for a full three minutes, and in the end, Su Hang was defeated.

Because there is a creature named "Song Shidao", he has already helped Su Hang answer:

"Miss Fu, this is not a swordsmanship, but another stunt of 'anticipating the enemy'."

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