Chapter 18 The peach blossoms in the sky sink a little

Su Zhuo's expression was calm.

As if strolling through the court, he carried his long sword, the shiny tip of which slashed across the ground.

Half of the demonic demon bead in the sea of knowledge exudes bubbling demonic power, flows into the dantian, stands in the smoke, and forms a true yuan.

These true elements suddenly seemed to be boiling, and they couldn't stop surging, entering the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The peach blossoms that had been transformed by the sword qi had already arrived in front of them.

Su Zhuo didn't retreat, nor did he dodge.

He chose the simplest and most straightforward way.

He ignored it and walked straight through the peach blossoms.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xingyuan's heart couldn't help but tighten, he could see how powerful these peach petals were, even if he couldn't kill people on the sword platform, he couldn't kill anyone, but it was not impossible to be seriously injured or cut off his hands and feet—even with his cultivation in the middle realm of the Spirit Bridge, he didn't dare to hold it up like Su Zhuo.

Many people also felt that Su Zhuo was too arrogant.

Arrogance is a disease and must be cured.

The next moment, many people stood up suddenly, and their eyes looked at Su Zhuo in disbelief.

One.

Two flowers.

Three.

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Ten flowers.

The peach petals that rotated extremely quickly passed through Su Zhuo's body one by one.

The peach blossoms bloomed vigorously in front of and behind him, but he was unscathed.

Gu Jin was moved, and looked at Su Zhuo tightly, "What kind of demonic body is this?"

Nan Gezi's eyes were solemn, he raised a single palm, pronounced Amitabha, and said softly: "The avenue is invisible, and it is born with a thought." Su Shizhu's step by step, he already had the true intention of seven or eight points in the realm. ”

There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust?

Zhang Xingyuan's eyes were full of shock, and he broke the trick in a thousand ways, he never thought that Su Zhuo would use the most direct one.

This is the Changle Hou Su Zhuo who is considered to be addicted to the side path and does not practice, so that countless people can't help but shake their heads and sigh when they hear his name?

Xu Fenglian narrowed her eyes, unconsciously touched the black sheath on her waist, and the murderous intent loomed.

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Nangong Buye's face finally changed.

On stage, she felt it more clearly than most people outside the court.

It is precisely in this way that she has a more intuitive feeling for the strangeness of Su Zhuo's body method.

Every time the peach petals passed through Su Zhuo's body, she would find that at that moment, Su Zhuo's qi seemed to have completely disappeared from heaven and earth, invisible and invisible.

Even a monk without a realm may not be able to perform such a mysterious and treacherous body.

How did Su Zhuo do it?

Nangong Buye bit her thin lip lightly, and when she remembered that Xu Fenglian was still looking at herself, her delicate and moving jade suddenly flashed with a fierce killing intent.

She set her mind.

Then hold your breath and stare.

It's like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to pounce.

Just the moment when Su Zhuo passed through the peach blossoms and the qi machine appeared, she finally took out the knife without reservation.

At that moment, she was still more than ten zhang away from Su Zhuo.

Just as she swung her sword, her figure swept out like an arrow from a string.

Bang.

Amazing waves of qi rushed out, sweeping in all directions, and Su Zhuo's white jade-colored brocade clothes were blown into the hunt and flying.

The distance of more than ten zhang is instantaneous.

The knives have also arrived.

Su Zhuo's expression remained unchanged, he picked up the sword, and the last one came first, catching the knife.

Nangong Buye did not stop there, but his body flew and slashed again.

The two of them kept changing moves as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, ten rounds had passed, and many young disciples outside the arena could no longer see the movements of the two clearly.

No one thought that the battle between Su Zhuo and Nangong Buye would be so exciting.

Although Su Zhuo's cultivation was not as good as Nangong Buye's, he was always able to disintegrate Nangong Buye's attack with the least amount of True Yuan.

Nangong Buye also realized this.

So the more she fought against, the more shocked she became.

She wanted to solve Su Zhuo as soon as possible, but she was in a state of mind because of this.

Su Zhuo suddenly turned defense into offense and slashed away with a sword.

Nangong Buye was suddenly repulsed.

The heart was shaken.

The second sword followed.

Nangong Buye subconsciously wanted to dodge his figure, but the strange thing was that Su Zhuo stood there motionless, and this sword also came straight up, but he had a feeling that there was no way to avoid it.

Nangong, who did not believe in evil, suddenly retreated more than ten zhang without night.

This sword is still more than ten zhang away from Nangong Buye.

Slashed into the air.

Nangong Buye didn't have time to show a mocking smile, but his face froze.

The fragrant shoulders suddenly cooled, and the cold feeling swept through the whole body.

A wisp of green silk fell.

Blood splattered from her shoulders, hot blood splashed on her face, making her face suddenly pale.

How can it be?

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There was an uproar at the table.

An elder of the Haoshan Sword Sect stood up and stared at Su Zhuo closely, his gaze changing a few times.

He knew why Su Zhuo's sword was able to hurt Nangong Buye.

Because of the gas machine.

No matter where Nangong fled to nightly, as long as the qi was still there, he would not be able to dodge Su Zhuo's sword.

Why does sword cultivation take the head of a person with a sword for a thousand miles?

In addition to relying on the sharpness of the flying sword, the most important thing is to grasp the qi machine.

If you want Edgeworth to kill enemies, this is a must-have ability.

However, even if it was the sword cultivation of the Haoshan Sword Sect, it would take no realm to truly master this ability.

How did Su Zhuo do it?

The elder suddenly thought of something, and his expression was uncertain.

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Nangong Buye didn't want to admit defeat so quickly, not only because of Xu Fenglian, but also because she didn't believe that Su Zhuo could defeat her just by virtue of her cultivation in the Runian Realm.

She flew suddenly, her dress blooming in the air.

Peach blossoms then bloomed in the air, and finally became a sea of flowers, sweeping in all directions.

Nangong disappeared into the peach blossoms without night.

Seeing this scene, many people showed a look of surprise, although they already knew that Nangong Buye already had a high attainment in the Luo Shen Technique, they still underestimated Nangong Buye.

Not only like a frightening dragon, but also graceful like a dragon.

Dan Fengyin, who had just been defeated in Yuehua Palace, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

She was shocked to find that she could no longer feel Nangong Buye's position.

At this time, I realized that Nangong had defeated himself all night, but he still didn't use all his strength.

However, it was not a world-famous leader who forced Nangong Buye to go all out.

It's Su Zhuo who is like a thought.

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Su Zhuo looked at the rain of flowers in the sky and took a step.

He also disappeared into heaven and earth.

The next moment appeared in the sea of flowers, and a sword was shot out.

How many peach blossoms sink in the sky?

Su Zhuo didn't know.

All he heard was a bang, deafening, like a big wave crashing on the shore.

His sword shattered the peach blossoms in the sky.

A slender figure that should have captivated the country and the city suddenly shot out in response.

It's embarrassing.

Su Zhuo didn't stop there, took a step forward, and swung another sword.

Nangong Buye didn't have time to catch her breath, she only felt that Su Zhuo's sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and she followed closely, she bit her thin lip and raised her knife to resist.

The first sword numbed her arm.

The second sword, making her spit blood from her mouth.

The third sword, she couldn't parry it anymore, and the knife in her hand was shocked by Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo's expression remained unchanged and he slashed the fourth sword.

However, the sword only slashed to the ground.

A black-sheathed long sword flew down from the sky and stuck upside down in front of Nangong Buye.

It was this sword that blocked Su Zhuo's sword.

Su Zhuo was not surprised, even if this sword didn't stop him, someone would naturally make a move.

Still, he looked up at the table.

A purple-clothed figure was looking at him.

Xu Fenglian.

Su Zhuo asked calmly, "Are you here too?"

There was a dead silence in the audience, and no one thought that Su Zhuo had just defeated the invincible Nangong Buye, and in the blink of an eye, he would invite the true genius of the Luohe Academy Palace's generation.

Xu Fenglian, who was already in the upper realm of the Spirit Bridge, narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly and said, "No need. ”

Su Zhuo just nodded slightly, turned around and left.

Under the incredulous gaze of each sect, he stepped down step by step.

The person in charge of the Wanghai Chamber of Commerce finally reacted, took a deep breath and said, "Changle Hou, wait a minute. ”

Su Zhuo stopped.

The shock in the principal's eyes had not completely disappeared, and he said slowly: "If no one makes a challenge, then the winner of this battle is the Shangqing Palace, but who else wants to challenge?"