At that time, in the battle with Xu Fenglian, Su Zhuo exhausted most of the true yuan, and now his opponent is at least as tricky as Xu Fenglian.

But he won't be so embarrassed anymore.

for he had a sword in his hand.

Shang Qingxuan's sword.

And he also discovered that the other party's sword skills were not as powerful as Xu Fenglian. After all, there are not many demons like Xu Fenglian in this world.

Xiao Yaosheng's sword was turbid, and it was unstoppable.

In the face of this sword, Su Zhuo had many ways to deal with it, and the easiest way was to dodge it directly, Xu Fenglian's first move failed, not to mention Xiao Yaosheng.

While this method is simple and effective, it is not the best way to do it.

Su Zhuo was not afraid, and he picked up his sword.

This sword is naturally very amazing by the standards of the Runian realm, and the sword intent is fierce, but according to Xiao Yaosheng's eyes, it is sparse and ordinary, and it can even be said that it is more than enough and not enough.

It seems that Su Zhuo really consumed a lot of true yuan in order to be in the limelight, otherwise judging from the strength that Su Zhuo showed before, there should not be only this momentum.

In his opinion, this victory and defeat are already divided.

After deciding to deal with Su Zhuo, he carefully recalled the details of the battle between Su Zhuo and Nangong on the day of the Wanghai Banquet, and what made him most jealous was Su Zhuo's extremely strange body.

He was ready for the first sword to miss, and the real killing move was yet to come.

As a result, he didn't expect Su Zhuo to choose to be tough.

Not only short-sighted, but also arrogant.

He made two evaluations of Su Zhuo in a row.

Chen Wangyan's worries are right, Su Zhuo does have the strength to ascend the city, but it is a little redundant, although Su Zhuo is talented, but this heart is difficult to achieve.

This sword is bound to make him fall into the city.

The turbulence is like the tide of the East China Sea, cut down mercilessly.

As the sword fell, there was a continuous flow of water rushing and converging, and the momentum became stronger and stronger, quite a sword urging the mountain, that is, Xiao Yaosheng himself felt a little surprised, he had never had a sword with such a vivid feeling, as if the waves that were rolling up on the city wall were helping him, and they gathered on their own.

Countless people were shocked by the momentum here, and they all looked over, shocked by Xiao Yaosheng's strength, and also thought that Su Zhuo should end here.

How to block this sword?

The sword qi is as vast as a tide, like a sting again!

But Xiao Yaosheng's face changed, and he sensed that something was wrong.

As more and more tides gathered, the power of this sword became more and more terrifying, but he found that he could no longer control this sword, the tide of the sea of clouds had rushed over, the pressure of this heaven and earth was even greater, his body became heavier and heavier, and the sword in his hand was as heavy as a mountain!

At this time, Su Zhuo's bland sword arrived.

It seems to be a grasshopper shaking a tree.

But just right.

Just before the momentum of Xiao Yaosheng's sword was about to reach its peak.

A sword like a tide was suddenly severed.

Once the sword momentum is scattered, it becomes loose sand.

There was a bang.

Xiao Yaosheng was shocked back a few steps, he showed anger, and at this time he realized that he had been calculated by Su Zhuo, and the true yuan in his body surged, forcibly stopped the decline, and slashed out the second sword.

Suddenly, his expression changed again.

Su Zhuo also slashed out the second sword, this sword was like an angry river, and the waves that had just scattered and splashed gathered on his sword, which was also a leverage, but Su Zhuo was more relaxed than Xiao Yaosheng.

Countless waves came on their own.

Xiao Yaosheng's eyes were full of disbelief, Su Zhuo only had the realm of thoughts, how did he do it?

When Su Zhuo's sword arrived, he didn't use any sword moves, and he didn't even inject much true yuan, it was just a very simple sword.

Xiao Yaosheng let out an angry shout, but he only barely caught it and retreated.

Countless people were shocked.

Su Zhuo made a third sword.

Another unstoppable rolling wave poured down towards Xiao Yaosheng.

Sword after sword, without stagnation.

"Impossible...... With Su Zhuo's cultivation, how can such an imposing sword move be used without scruples?!" Chen Wangyan looked at this scene with wide eyes.

Xiao Yaosheng was overwhelmed, retreated step by step, and soon retreated to the edge of the city wall.

There is no way back!

The leader of the Dao Palace, who was at the peak of the dignified Spirit Bridge Realm, actually forced a monk of the Runian Realm into such a situation, Xiao Yaosheng set off a storm in his heart, he was unwilling!

It was at this time.

The overwhelming coercion suddenly exploded.

Everyone in the city felt the pressure of terror, and their bodies were as heavy as lead.

The vast sea of clouds is rolling in, sweeping thousands of miles, just a stone's throw away!

Many monks in the city had already divided the victory and defeat, and the few monks who had just targeted Su Zhuo seemed to be shocked by Su Zhuo and turned to attack the others.

Su Zhuo's right hand was raised high, and the Canglan Sword carried the monstrous waves, shining with an immortal edge.

Countless eyes fall here, full of complexity.

Who would have thought that the last defeat would be Xiao Yaosheng at the peak of Lingqiao?

Xiao Yaosheng's eyes widened with anger, and he let out an earth-shattering angry shout: "How can I be defeated by you!"

When the words fell, the entire city shook slightly.

It is as if a shackle has been suddenly lifted, and the power conceived in it is about to break through the shackles.

Zhou Ce's expression changed, and he looked at Xiao Yaosheng tightly: "He actually ......"

Zhenyuan Ferry Bridge Pregnant Lingzang.

Each monk will give birth to a spiritual treasure when he is in the Lingqiao realm, and when he steps into the realm of non-existence, he can only take out the spiritual treasure in his body.

Now Xiao Yaosheng only has the peak of the Spirit Bridge!

I saw a shining light flashing, Zhenyuan surging wildly, blood flowed from the corner of Xiao Yaosheng's mouth, and his eyes were full of anger and madness.

He originally shot against Su Zhuo for an evergreen banquet quota, but now he is fighting for a breath!

His qi rose wildly, and the sword in his hand roared towards Su Zhuo, with a fierce momentum.

Burst with a bang.

This blow finally swept away the angry waves and swept away Su Zhuo's sword.

And the remaining momentum is unabated, approaching Su Zhuo.

The sea of clouds came at this moment.

Wan Jun's thunderous coercion hit Xiao Yaosheng, who had no strength left, like a giant hammer, and he suddenly rolled upside down and flew out of the thirty-three zhang high city, but he smiled wildly in mid-air, looking at Su Zhuo, as if to say-

"Come down with me!"

His sword also caught Su Zhuo off guard.

Su Zhuo's brows frowned slightly.

At this moment, the tide of clouds rushed to the top of the city.

The incomparable tide had swallowed him.