Su Zhuo's wrist was slightly raised, and a long sword immediately appeared in his hand.

No one saw how the sword came from, only that there was another sword missing from the sword stand.

Just this opening moved many people.

This Changle Hou is worthy of being a character who can watch the dragon tide with a state of thought, and his means are really amazing.

Su Zhuo held the sword in his hand and said, "Please." ”

He looked at Xiao Yaosheng.

Xiao Yaosheng's gaze became solemn.

Although he always thought that Su Zhuo was invincible in the city, he despised Su Zhuo and thought that he would win the other party.

But deep down in his heart, he has an indescribable jealousy of this young man.

Even fear.

Xiao Yaosheng thinks it's a heart disorder.

This is also the reason why he desperately wants to fight Su Zhuo, he wants to break this heart barrier, otherwise he is worried that this heart barrier will leave him with a flaw in the future.

Xiao Yaosheng took out the sword first.

The sword slashes the heart.

This sword is not fast, but the true yuan carried in it is extremely pure, and the sword qi is almost condensed.

When the sword came out, there was also an exclamation from the banquet.

"Senior Brother Xiao is really a blessing in disguise this time, although he didn't see the dragon tide and took out the spiritual treasure in his body in advance, although there are disadvantages, but the true yuan is much purer than before, and now he can be called half of a cultivator without a realm. ”

"Su Zhuo said that he was ahead, he really thought that he was better than Senior Brother Xiao in the city, so he thought that he had decided to eat Senior Brother Xiao, and now he was afraid that it would be even more suspenseful. ”

The cultivation of the Lingqiao Realm is the process of continuously condensing the true element.

Xiao Yaosheng is undoubtedly a step forward.

Many people thought of Yu Qiufeng, who was injured after fighting with the Wushengmen monk, and now he is broken.

Since Senior Brother Yu broke through to the Void Realm, there has been a sense of unfathomability, and many people speculate that Yu Qiufeng should have received unexpected gains from others.

Blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings rely on.

Xiao Yaosheng's blessing is the disaster of this Changle Hou.

Everyone was even less optimistic about Su Zhuo.

Just when the sword light came, Su Zhuo also took out a sword.

If Xiao Yaosheng's sword qi is like an angry wave, then Su Zhuo's sword is like a single tree floating in the wind and waves.

There is almost no trace of the flow of true elements on it.

Xiao Yaosheng's gaze shrank suddenly.

It was as if he had seen the nightmare again.

Cold sweat soaked his back.

Su Zhuo's bland sword actually made him feel like he was back in Wanghai City.

It's like a dragon tide.

The monstrous tide is coming, and the oppression is coming.

"This sword...... It couldn't be ......."

A sword roar resounded through the Xingwu Palace.

This time there were no exclamations.

For the crowd was so shocked that they could not speak.

Xiao Yaosheng's sword was shaken open, and he himself took three steps back.

......

......

The short-haired girl leaning on the edge of the pillar was moved.

Her eyes, which were beyond her maturity for many years, were staring closely at the sword in Su Zhuo's hand.

"It won't be...... How can it be...... He's only in the Bridge Realm. ”

Ding Aya vaguely guessed something, but she felt very unbelievable.

It is impossible for even a master of the Yao True Realm to do it, how can Su Zhuo do it.

"No, it's not so much how he does it, it's how he can master ......"

Ding Aya also had countless waves in her heart.

She thought that this method, in today's world, should be the only one she could master.

But now there is one more.

From the time Su Zhuo arrived in Lingjiang, she began to pay attention to each other.

On that day, she met outside Jingling Palace, which made her interested in Su Zhuofa, so she came to Xingwu Palace.

In fact, this Changle Hou was even more unfathomable than she imagined.

She's seen too many really strong people.

There are also countless experiences of fighting with these people, but I feel that Su Zhuo is more special than those people.

She used to be a million teachers with a sword, but she found that she couldn't easily block Su Zhuo's sword.

In her opinion, it was incredible.

Because this means that Su Zhuo, who is also under the Spirit Bridge, has the possibility of becoming her enemy with one move.

......

......

The sword cultivates the sword with qi, and Su Zhuo also uses qi to resist the sword.

It's just that Sword Cultivation's Qi refers to the True Yuan Qi Machine, and his Qi is not only the True Yuan Qi Machine, but also the Dragon Tide Qi Luck.

That is even the Wushengmen monk at the peak of the Spirit Bridge can be killed, and now Xiao Yaosheng was only forced to take three steps back by him, and he found that the other party did have a bit of a broken taste after this dragon tide.

It's no wonder that when I faced myself again, my mood was different.

It's a pity that the battle at the head of Wanghai City still made this Dao Palace leader have obstacles.

And this is Xiao Yaosheng's flaw.

Su Zhuo didn't give Xiao Yaosheng any respite, followed by another sword.

The sword is still simple.

Straight down.

Xiao Yaosheng felt that Su Zhuo's sword was like the entire heavenly dome pressing down.

He urged Zhenyuan with all his strength and blocked the sword.

However, his throat was slightly hot.

Su Zhuo's sword seemed to be blocked, but he felt a slight shock in his heart.

The rift in the Dao Heart was a little deeper.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Wu Xiaojie was shocked and angry when he saw it.

Everyone was puzzled.

As disciples of the Dao Palace, they often boast that their vision is extraordinary, but now they can't understand the duel between Su Zhuo and Xiao Yaosheng.

It's just a bland sword, how can it be so powerful?

......

......

Yu Qiufeng narrowed his eyes.

Luck is invisible, but the coercion generated by extreme luck can be felt.

From Su Zhuo's sword, he felt a terrifying power that only the might of heaven and earth could match.

It's unstoppable.

It's like it's going to smash everything.

It's not an air engine.

It's a more inscrutable existence.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

He searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and he didn't think of what kind of swordsmanship this was.

However, he knew that the reason why Xiao Yaosheng was losing and retreating was not just because Su Zhuo's sword was powerful.

"It's heart-wrenching. He said softly.

Each sword seemed ordinary, but it all fell on Xiao Yaosheng's Dao heart.

Su Zhuo's sword has become Xiao Yaosheng's magic barrier.

For Xiao Yaosheng, this is not only a competition, but also a catastrophe.

......

......

Su Zhuo's expression was calm, sword after sword, forcing Xiao Yaosheng, who was broken and standing behind, to retreat.

Xiao Yaosheng's face turned pale, and infinite fear rose in his heart.

How similar this scene is to the first scene in Wanghai City.

He felt incredulous.

Su Zhuo's sword was like a heavenly barrier that he couldn't cross, no matter how thick and pure the true yuan was, it was like a void in front of him.

A crisp chirp.

His sword was cut off by Su Zhuo, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Su Zhuo's sword didn't stop, and it still pressed towards him like a huge wave.

Even though it was an unedged sword, he felt a killing intent that made his cold hairs explode from it.

Xiao Yaosheng suddenly retreated.

Su Zhuo's sword fell into the air, and the sword wind he brought up was extremely cold.

Xiao Yaosheng's heart was beating wildly.

However, before he could catch his breath, the exclamations from the banquet made his heart tremble.

Su Zhuo in front of him was gone.

But he appeared behind him, raising his iron sword.

Xiao Yaosheng seemed to paste it himself.

A dull thud!

The spine of the iron sword slapped on Xiao Yaosheng's back.

There was a terrible pain behind him, as if he had been hit by a hammer, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Xiao Yaosheng opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He fell to the ground under countless incredulous glances.

Many Dao Palace disciples rushed to the stage, and the Xingwu Hall was in chaos.

Su Zhuo didn't look at Xiao Yaosheng, his demeanor was calm, his breath was steady, as if he had just done a trivial matter.

He stood on the chaotic stage in a brocade robe, looking at Yu Qiufeng, who was staring at him closely.

Yu Qiu's wind face sank like water.

He understood the meaning in Su Zhuo's eyes-

Now, it's your turn.