"Childe, wake up, Childe!"

A burst of Rulan's voice came into his ears, and Su San looked pained and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he woke up, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and Su San subconsciously wanted to let out a painful snort. However, just as he was about to make a sound, a Qianqianyu hand immediately covered Su San's mouth. blocked Su San's voice back to his mouth.

The plain white jade hand was cold and cold, I don't know if it was Su San's illusion or what, and I vaguely smelled a fragrance.

"Childe, are you awake? Great! I'm dying!" A familiar voice came from his ears, and this time, Su San's consciousness gradually sobered up.

"What happened just now?" Su San's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

Just now, a flying sword suddenly flew from the direction of the top ......of the mountain! Su San's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise.

"Xiru, is it you?" Su San lay on the ground and whispered with his head slightly tilted.

"It's a slave, childe, you're okay, it's great. The voice came from the right side, Su San turned his head, and suddenly saw a puff of white smoke. Murong Xiru's voice came from this white smoke.

Su San was lying on the ground, and there were still large traces of blood that had just spurted out of his mouth on his chest. I saw the position of Su San's neckline, a puff of white smoke came out, located on Su San's side, talking to Su San.

"Childe, look, it's that person who sneaked up on you, it's really hateful!!" Seeing Su San wake up, Murong Xiru was surprised, and said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

With a slight strain of his arms, he propped up his body and looked at the place where Murong Xiru had signaled. I saw a young man in a scribe's uniform, staring at the short-haired boy with a sneer.

"Hmph, didn't you come to this Skull Mountain to kill me?" the young scribe snorted coldly and said coldly.

Su San and the short-haired boy stared at the same time, it turned out to be a bandit?

The next moment, the faces of the two instantly turned ugly. It didn't take long to see that with a wave of the young bandit's arm, a long sword hovered above the opponent's head, slowly spinning. Su San's eyes widened again, looking at this scene incredulously.

This...... , is this the art of the sword?

Imperial Sword Technique, Qi Refiners can practice this technique if they break through to the True Qi Realm. Su San had seen it in the Library Pavilion, and the most obvious sign of a monk in the True Qi Realm was this sword technique. Could it be that this young bandit, dressed in a scribe's robe, was a monk?

Thinking of this, Su San's face became even more ugly.

"What's the matter with your eyes, the dark circles around them? Just now, those two beams of light have something to do with your eyes!" said a sneer on the young bandit's face.

Hearing this, Su San also showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, the short-haired young man's eyes could shoot out two powerful divine lights, and Su San was also very curious. However, when he heard the bandit's next sentence, Su San's eyes suddenly widened.

"Hahahaha, don't you say it?, then I'll gouge out your eyes!" the young bandit stared at the short-haired boy's eyes, and his face showed a hideousness.

"Not good!!" Su San's eyes widened, and he let out an exclamation in his heart, his face full of anxiety.

The flying sword spinning above the bandit's head, and the light flashed in front of the short-haired boy's eyes. Under the moonlight, the cold light flickered, and the young man's gaze was still unwavering, as if he was really not afraid of death, staring closely at the tip of the sword in front of him.

Gripping it hard in his hand, he found that the bright red spark sword was still in his hand, Su San didn't think about it, he mobilized all the strength of his body, stood up and felt like he was stuck to the ground, and flicked it extremely smoothly. With a whoosh, one step across a distance of nearly forty meters, Su San tried his best and rushed towards the young bandit.

"I'd like to see what the hell is going on!" said the bandit, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. It seems that he really wants to take out the eyes of the short-haired boy to find out.

The young bandit wielded his long sword, ready to stab the short-haired boy in the eye socket. A loud shout suddenly came into his ears.

"Stop!" Su San shouted, the distance of three or four hundred meters was only a few breaths, and Su San was about to rush to the front of the bandits.

The sparkling sword swung out, and a sword slashed at the young bandit.

"What?" The bandit turned his eyes, saw Su San's sword slashing, his whole body suddenly shook, his hand swung violently, the light on the ring on his right hand flashed, and the long sword that was originally spinning in front of the short-haired young man's eyes turned around in vain and attacked in the direction of Su San.

"Bell!"

A sound of gold and iron sounded, and Su San's footsteps paused slightly, but it was just now that he collided with the young bandit like lightning. Unexpectedly, this time, Su San felt that the other party did not seem to be as powerful as he imagined.

——!After a momentary collision between the flying sword of the young bandit and Su San's spark sword, the flying sword of the young bandit quickly flew back to the top of the young bandit's head, slowly spinning in the sky above his head, as if the young bandit was defending.

The young bandit looked at Su San, and his face suddenly sank.

"You, you're not dead?"

On the side, the weak voice of the short-haired young man came, and Su San turned his head and smiled at the other party.

I saw that at the position of Su San's chest, a palm-sized hole jumped up. The location of the hole was caused by the impact of the young bandit with the flying sword just now. It's strange that such an unexpected blow actually only broke through Su San's clothes?

At this time, Su San's eyes were still bright, and he didn't look like he was seriously injured at all, but it surprised the short-haired young man for a while.

Su San turned his head and stared at the young bandit, especially the flying sword spinning above his head, and there was a solemnity in his eyes.

As an important symbol of a True Qi Realm cultivator, how could it be that the Imperial Sword Technique only broke Su San's clothes. And what caused this result was something that Su San didn't expect - that book without a single word.

Su San put the blank book in his jacket, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, he resisted this fatal blow for Su San.

"How is it possible, why didn't you die after being attacked by my flying sword?" The young bandit also stared at Su San and asked with a look of disbelieving.

"Just you, it's still called a flying sword attack, I see, it's almost the same as tickling me!" Su San chuckled lightly and said disdainfully.

The young bandit's eyes lit up, but then there was a moment of hesitation.

His own flying sword, he knows best, this kid is obviously still a cultivator of the body refining realm, it is impossible to block his flying sword with his physical body! However, Su San's eyes in front of him are still bright, and the position in his chest is only a hole, that's all.

The young bandit's gaze hesitated for a few seconds, and the next moment, his gaze turned, as if he had found something, and he looked up at Su San's gaze, revealing a hint of sneer.

"Oh, is it really tickling? Okay! Then you try again, eat me with a sword!" the young bandit roared, and with a finger of his arm, the long sword instantly rushed towards Su San from the sky above his head!

I saw that at Su San's feet, there was a pool of dried blood, which was the blood spit out by the bandit's flying sword impact before, because of the dry temperature of the Red Flame Desert, the blood stains on the ground had completely dried up.

The blood was vomited by Su San, which shows that Su San was indeed injured, which is also where the young bandits' self-confidence lies.

"Bell!"

This time, the young bandit's flying sword was once again blocked by Su San.

"How is it possible, you ......! How did you do it?" The long sword flew back above the young bandit's head, and he looked at Su San with a surprised expression.

"Hahahaha! It turns out that you have this ability?" Su San laughed loudly, holding a bright red long sword in his hand, and walked towards the young bandit step by step.

"Impossible, you give me death! Death! Death!" The young bandit's arm kept waving, and the long sword above his head was aimed at Su San, attacking from different directions, however, Su San seemed to have opened his mind, and his swordsmanship was more fierce than when he fought with Yuan Kui before, no matter how the young bandit attacked, he was blocked by Su San one by one.

"Groaning ——!"

Su San found the opportunity and slashed at the young bandit's flying sword, and saw that the flying long sword broke in response to the sound and turned into two.

"This time, you don't have a weapon, I want to see what else you can do!" Su San stared at the young bandit and said in a deep voice.

"Impossible! Impossible! You're just a stinky boy in the Body Refining Realm, not even a monk, why should you stop my flying sword!" The young bandit seemed to be crazy at this moment, directing the half-cut long sword of the blade part and shooting towards Su San.

"Hmph!" Su San snorted coldly, and a sword stabbed forward. With a bang, the young bandit's flying sword was split in half by Su San from the tip of the sword. The controlled flying sword suddenly split into two parts, and immediately lost its balance and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"No, you can't kill me, please, don't kill me!" Su San walked towards the young bandits, the strange thing was that the young bandits seemed to have no other means, when the flying sword was broken by Su San, he immediately lost his fighting spirit, and actually begged Su San for mercy.

Su San frowned and slowly walked in front of the other party.

"Whew!" a sword stabbed the young bandit in the chest.

The young bandit glared at Su San with a resentful gaze, and looked at Su San extremely unwillingly, and in the end, he fell to the ground.

"Dead?" Su San was stunned for a while.

Short-haired boy: "..................!"

What's going on? The young bandit, who was so angry just now, just died?

The short-haired boy was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the young bandit's body lying on the ground.