Yu Qiufeng's sword had already locked Su Zhuo's qi, and he didn't think Su Zhuo would be able to dodge it.

Su Zhuo's two battles in Wanghai City, he had heard about it, and knew that Su Zhuo's body was a little weird, but he didn't care too much, after all, he had no one, and he had hole cards that no one could think of.

This sword, Su Zhuo can only be hard-connected.

Just as he was thinking this, Su Zhuo suddenly moved, and his clothes fluttered with it.

Just like the wind blowing, the qi on Su Zhuo's body also became as erratic as the wind.

He suddenly remembered the sword that Su Zhuo had defeated Xiao Yaosheng in the end, and his eyes changed.

He watched Su Zhuo disappear in front of him.

It turns out that this is not a body method at all.

Although he didn't have enough vision to deduce how Su Zhuo did it, he knew it very well.

The iron sword fell from the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Yu Qiufeng squinted into the air.

On top of that iron sword, there was a surging True Yuan, which was extremely condensed, like a rushing river.

It was only at this time that this Changle Hou was finally willing to show his true skills.

When Su Zhuo defeated Xiao Yaosheng, many people couldn't understand it, but this sword could understand it-

Although Su Zhuo was only new to the Spirit Bridge, the condensation of the True Yuan was better than that of the vast majority of the Spirit Bridge Realm monks present.

Yu Qiufeng was even more shocked in his heart.

He finally felt the pressure of Su Zhuo's sword.

His heart was not at peace, but his sword was firmly in his hand.

The mysterious yellow python entrenched in the dantian suddenly launched, and the true yuan of no realm exploded, and the qi wave swept away like a violent wind.

At this moment, he struck another sword.

The wind swept up in rage.

Countless people looked shocked.

Yu Qiufeng's sword is very amazing, many people have seen this sword move in the Dao Palace's scroll pavilion, this is one of the few remaining sword moves of the Tianfu Sword Sect that has been destroyed thousands of years ago, called Shocking Wind.

Although this sword move was amazingly powerful, it was shelved because of the extremely high difficulty of cultivation.

Many people in the Dao Palace have tried to cultivate, but few people can really cultivate, I thought that the Shocking Wind Sword would become a legend, but I didn't expect to see the amazing edge of this sword again in the Xingwu Palace.

"Senior Brother Yu is really well hidden, if he is a monk who has no realm, he will only be defeated when he encounters his sword. ”

Wu Xiaojie's eyes lit up and he regained his confidence.

No realm cultivator is still about to be defeated, let alone Su Zhuo who is only in the Lingqiao realm.

Just when he thought so, the two on the stage finally ushered in the first collision.

The sword qi roared, and the surging waves of qi rolled out.

Su Zhuo's iron sword was shaken open, Yu Qiufeng also took half a step back, and under the shocked gazes of countless people, the two actually fought equally.

Yu Qiufeng squinted slightly, he didn't react much, although Su Zhuo's strength in this sword was unexpected, it was not a big deal for him.

Because he is a monk without a realm.

The spiritual treasure of the Spiritual Treasure of the Realm of No One Realm is not so simple, after taking out the True Yuan power cultivated in the Lingqiao Realm, the place of the spiritual treasure becomes a pool, which can connect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transform it into a steady stream of True Yuan.

Although it was not as exaggerated as inexhaustible, it was still much stronger than the Lingqiao Realm cultivator.

He can squander Zhenyuan unscrupulously, but Su Zhuo cannot.

Yu Qiufeng didn't give Su Zhuo any time to breathe, and slashed out another sword, and the wind rose to the ground.

This sword still tightly locked Su Zhuo's qi.

Su Zhuo's eyes flashed, and he disappeared in one step.

Yu Qiufeng snorted coldly, and the yellow python in the dantian stood up, he became more sensitive to the changes in the qi between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, his eyebrows raised, and he suddenly slashed out a sword to the left, and Su Zhuo's sword appeared right there.

A crisp sound spread throughout the Xingwu Palace.

Su Zhuo met the other party's gaze, and Yu Qiufeng was looking at him indifferently, as if to say:

"I've seen through all your methods, so be ready to kneel in defeat. ”

Su Zhuo's face was very calm.

Yu Qiufeng was indeed more difficult to deal with than he imagined, and in this encounter, he found the feeling of fighting Xu Fenglian in Wanghai City.

He knew that Yu Qiufeng's ability was not small, but he didn't expect Yu Qiufeng's ability to be so small.

Yu Qiufeng sneered, raised his wrist, shook Su Zhuo's sword, and pursued the victory, and the sword qi rushed towards Su Zhuo like a storm.

Su Zhuo didn't make any moves at this time.

Let the wind fall on his body, blowing his robe and hunting flying, and the true yuan on the sword seemed to be overwhelmed by Yu Qiufeng's sword momentum and couldn't raise his head.

The wind blowing on his body became sharper and sharper, like thousands of small but murderous sword qi, stabbing at his body mercilessly.

His brocade robe was instantly riddled with holes.

His expression remained calm.

......

......

Su Zhuo narrowed his eyes.

The robe calmed down at this moment, and his demonic peach blossom eyes shone with a faint glow.

The cold wind that pierced the robe was forced out by an invisible sword aura.

He just shook his wrist and raised his sword as if it had pierced the eye of the wind.

The wind dissipated instantly.

Everyone at the banquet fell silent and watched the scene with wide eyes.

Yu Qiufeng's face changed.

But everything will have changes in the qi, just like the moon has clouds and sunny days, as long as it changes all the time, it is difficult to ensure that there will always be no flaws.

Su Zhuo seemed to be an understatement of the sword, but it hit the flaw of Yu Qiufeng.

He couldn't believe it, because even he couldn't do it.

Su Zhuo didn't give him a chance to react, and then slashed at him with a sword, carrying the sword qi in the sky.

A crisp sound.

Yu Qiufeng caught the sword.

His face changed again.

This sword was caught, but he found that his qi machine was also pulled by him, and Su Zhuo's sword was like a magnet, tightly attracting the iron sword in his hand.

Su Zhuo lightly took the sword, and Yu Qiufeng's figure was chaotic, and he stumbled slightly, as if he was carried away by Su Zhuo's sword.

That's when his flaws are even greater.

The sword light suddenly retracted, and slammed into the Yu Qiufeng sword that reacted in a hurry.

Bang.

The wind rolled backwards, and Yu Qiufeng felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and at the same time as a stream of reverse blood gushed out of his mouth, his body also took ten steps backwards.

His heart shook wildly, and as soon as he raised his eyes, Su Zhuo's sword had swept across without warning.

Su Zhuo's "body method" is very demonic, especially in this situation, it makes Yu Qiufeng feel terrified, even if he is sensitive to the induction of the qi machine, he can only detect his qi at the moment when Su Zhuo takes out the sword.

Easier said than done, even though he knew that Su Zhuo's sword was coming, it was not easy to react.

Especially since he hasn't stabilized his qi yet.

The sword was not caught, and the sword landed on him, and he was shot backwards.

Wu Xiaojie and the others all turned pale.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

How do you know that Yu Qiufeng's scene has become a one-sided situation in the end, that is Yu Qiufeng, a master of no realm!

How is this possible?!

Ding Aya stared at Su Zhuo tightly, she understood everything and knew the real reason why the situation would become like this-

Su Zhuo's attainments in kendo were too amazing, and it didn't look like a boy who was only eighteen years old could perform kendo at all.

The same is with a sword, Yu Qiufeng is like a beginner apprentice in front of Su Zhuo, and Su Zhuo is the grandmaster of this way, even if Yu Qiufeng's true yuan is strong, it will be difficult to really play in front of Su Zhuo, and it will only be turned a thousand pounds by Su Zhuo.

If Shang Qingxuan was here, she wouldn't be too surprised, because she had always known that Su Zhuo's kendo attainments were not below her.

Who is she?

Born in the Qing Palace, but with the way of the sword, the younger generation of the Haoshan Sword Sect sword cultivators could not raise their heads.

Su Zhuo's sword path is not below her, it is already an extremely high level.

It is a matter of course that Yu Qiufeng has such an end.

Moreover, Su Zhuo didn't seem to be ready to let him go.

Yu Qiufeng was wearing a cloak, his eyes were red, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The cold iron sword has fallen again.

At this time, a voice came from outside the hall: "Changle Hou, stop." ”

It can be heard that the person who spoke is in a very uneasy mood at this time.

Su Zhuo's sword paused slightly.

He knew that it was Zhao Heng, the daughter of the national teacher, who came.

Zhao Heng just arrived and looked at the stage closely.

She heard that Huo Feng, Zhang Xingyuan, Wu Xiaojie and others had a conflict, that is, Xiao Yaosheng and Yu Qiufeng were also involved, and later Su Zhuo also went, because she was worried that the situation would get out of control, so she rushed over, but she didn't expect to see the scene in front of her.

It was at this time that the mutation protruded.

Only a terrible sword roar was heard.

All the true elements of Yu Qiufeng's whole body were injected into the iron sword, and the sword body was shiny, becoming gorgeous and deadly.

Because he couldn't bear the true yuan in his body, cracks began to climb up the sword body.

Yu Qiufeng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his knuckles turning white from overexertion.

He looked at Su Zhuo and smiled maniacally.

Zhao Heng's face changed.

During the banquet, everyone gasped.

At this moment, the iron sword in Yu Qiufeng's hand, which had become brilliant because it was full of True Yuan, completely cracked and exploded.

Just like countless wild pythons suddenly came out of the hole, the fine iron filings suddenly flew away, turning into thousands of sword filaments, flying out at an astonishing speed, splashing countless sparks, tightly locking Su Zhuo's qi machine, like ten thousand rivers returning to the sea, those sword filaments brought out extremely long sword light in the air, and all rushed towards Su Zhuo.

At this time, Su Zhuo was only three feet away from him.

The Dao Palace disciples on the viewing platform all held their breath.