Although the grade of the Jiaoyin Sword is very low, with the blessing of Jun's divine power, the surface of the sword body is surrounded by several kinds of spiritual aura, and it is amazingly sharp, at this moment, it is like a deadly artifact.

However, this Sun Zhimiao is by no means an ordinary person, when the Jiaoyin Sword was about to stop his waist and cut it open, his fist quickly grabbed a pile of gold dust from the storage ring pinned to his waist and sprinkled it directly at Su Yun!

The moment it was thrown at Su Yun, the gold dust shone brightly.

Bell bell

After the gold dust was flooded, the grains weighed a thousand catties, and they were extremely hard, and the Jiaoyin Sword that had been split was directly blocked by these gold dust, and the remaining gold dust fell on Su Yun's body, like a small mountain bag smashed on his body, the weight was amazing, and Su Yun's whole person was instantly bombarded to the ground.

"What's the matter? My magic weapon 'Thousand Pounds of Dust' tastes good, right?"

Sun Zhimiao smiled at the corner of his mouth, suddenly lifted his breath, his body did not fall to the ground, but continued to rise into the air, at a height of thousands of meters, and then the person fell again, and after approaching the ground, he slammed out his fists and bombarded Su Yun wildly.

"Decepticon Fist!!"

Sun Zhimiao roared, and the iron fist made a huge fist mark, blasting indiscriminately towards the ground.

The earth, which had just experienced the stormy waves, fell into the storm again, the ground was shattered by the crazy punches, and the spectators all around them retreated in unison, even the notary and the referee had to retreat from the fighting area, but the four Qinchuan guardians stationed in the four directions of the ring were still like statues, motionless, and were under attack and killing by the two contestants from beginning to end.

The name of Tianweimen is not to say that in the southern region, even if it is the northern continent, no one dares to underestimate it, but in recent years, Tianweimen has been low-key, and most of the people live in a simple place, and rarely move on the mainland, which is slowly diluted by people, but dilution does not mean that they dare to underestimate. Tianwei Sect is not like other sects, with a kind of Lingxuan attribute as the main cultivation, they have the power of various attributes of Lingxuan, and there are even many Lingxuan attributes that many people have never heard of, the masters in the door are like clouds, there are many magic weapons, and the strength is extremely strong.

Although Su Yun didn't know much about Tianwei Gate, he understood that it was many times more difficult to solve the threat of Tianwei Gate than to solve the threat of the Su family.

It's useless to think about it now.

Su Yun held his eyes cold, raised the twin swords above his head, and began to spin wildly, the twin swords turned quickly like fans, forming a circular sword shield to resist the iron fist mark that smashed down.

Sun Zhimiao fell from the air and slammed his fist into the sword and shield.

This fist, I don't know how much strength, the fist has not yet approached the sword and shield, the invisible pressure has approached, and the entire ground has sunk more than a meter deep, showing a huge fist shape.

"Die! no clouds!" Sun Zhimiao snorted.

But in an instant, the sword and shield suddenly disappeared.

Looking at it, it was Su Yun who instantly removed the double swords!

"What?"

Sun Zhimiao's eyes widened, and he was secretly taken aback.

Mo said that it was him, and countless viewers around him were also surprised, and some people stood up directly and watched this scene incredibly.

Give up your defensive posture and look for death?

What is Su Yun going to do?

This strange question popped up in the minds of countless people.

But soon, people had answers.

I saw that Su Yun suddenly threw away his double swords, and directly stretched out his hands and grabbed Sun Zhimiao's iron fist.

Seeing this, Sun Zhimiao was furious: "Do you think you can catch my fist?"

The sound fell, and the strength was increased.

However, Su Yun ignored it, and forced his hands towards the iron fist, and at that moment, the powerful almost indescribable power on the iron fist, like an electric current, spread all over Su Yun's body.

"Look at me tearing you apart!!!!" Sun Zhimiao yelled sadly, this moment was completely fighting.

But at this moment, a sharp blade qi suddenly rushed from the side.

Sun Zhimiao looked sideways, it was the Jiaoyin Sword that Su Yun had released before, and its blade flew directly towards this end.

"What?"

Sun Zhimiao was stunned.

There was an uproar in the audience!

"Swordplay? This is the sword technique of the Excalibur Sect?"

"What's going on? Why does Wuyun know the sword skills of the Excalibur Sect? Could it be that he is from the Excalibur Sect?"

"Who said that the person who knows the sword technique is the person of the Divine Sword Sect? Many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect can't help but pass on their mastery to their relatives and friends when they are out of the school, Wuyun may be able to learn the Divine Sword Sect, but it may not be a member of the Divine Sword Sect, not to mention, the Tianwu Continent is so big, and the Imperial Sword Technique is not unique to the Divine Sword Sect! It's just that their scale is relatively large, and the Imperial Sword Technique is also stronger than other factions. ”

"I see. ”

Some viewers looked at Long Xianli, as if they wanted to see Long Xianli's reaction, but they were disappointed that Long Xianli, who was wearing a veil, didn't make much movement, as if they hadn't seen Su Yun's actions.

On the stage, the Jiaoyin Sword that flew in was unusually sudden, Sun Zhimiao didn't expect it at all, maybe he didn't think that Su Yun would actually be able to use the sword technique.

Poof.

He was hit with a sword in the back, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Su Yun, who was still holding his iron fist, took advantage of the situation to drag Sun Zhimiao on the ground up, and threw it to the ground fiercely.

Boom!!!!

Sun Zhimiao's body slammed into the ground, and the already fragmented earth raised dust again, saying that the land under Sun Zhimiao's body was even more shattered.

"Hmm"

Sun Zhimiao spit out a mouthful of blood, he never expected this person to be so powerful.

Sou

The Jiaoyin Sword struck again, slashing at Sun Zhimiao, looking at its might, it seemed to take Sun Zhimiao's life!

"You kid, you have a bit of strength!!"

Sun Zhimiao didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, and tried his best to force out all the potential in his body, he roared, and smashed Su Yun away with his brute strength, and then hurriedly dodged, and the Jiaoyin sword stabbed on the ground.

"Spiked Fist!"

Sun Zhimiao's fists kept hammering the ground.

The ground trembled under Su Yun's feet, and then suddenly cracked, and a sharp and slender thorn burst out, hitting the sole of his foot.

Su Yun's heart sank, and he immediately flew up.

Sharp thorns kept emerging from the ground under his feet, each one was more than two meters long, very sharp, and in the blink of an eye, the entire fighting area had been covered with spikes.

Su Yun sighed and swept down with the death sword.

Sou!

The sword qi exploded and rippled past, smoothing out all the spikes on the ground.

The person finally landed safe and sound.

It's just that after such a while, Sun Zhimiao urged the killing move again.

He took out a dark yellow key from the storage ring, held it in his hand, held it high above his head, closed his eyes and quickly muttered something.

This mantra seems to be very cumbersome and excessive. Seeing Sun Zhimiao's actions, Su Yun also instantly understood that the 'Spike Divine Fist' he had launched before was just to buy time for himself.

"Win!"

The person in the audience who was called a senior brother by Sun Zhimiao saw this scene and said lightly.

"Won? What won?"

When the people next to him heard his whispering, they were all confused.

But at this time, Sun Zhimiao's eyes suddenly emitted bursts of yellow light, and the key in his hand turned golden, he raised the key and threw it into the air, and the key was immediately thrown into the air.

"Cloudless, you've already lost. ”

Sun Zhimiao squinted her eyes and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Lose?"

Sou!

The key disappeared into the sky and disappeared, but almost at the moment when it disappeared, the sky suddenly opened with white clouds, and a violent halo of light fell from the sky, hitting Su Yun's body directly.

At the same time, a huge key of light that was more than ten zhang high fell and smashed hard behind Su Yun, and he saw the key of light turn slightly.

Click.

At that moment, Su Yun only felt that his entire body was frozen, and no matter how he moved, he couldn't break free.

"Destiny Key!!"

Someone in the audience stood up and shouted in shock.

"The Natal Magic Weapon of the Old Man of Destiny! Once it is cast, it can completely lock the opponent and make the opponent unable to make any moves! God, how could this thing fall into Sun Zhimiao's hands??"

"How could he have such a magic weapon??"

"It's horrible!!"

The buzzing sound was non-stop, and the silent scene was completely ignited by Sun Zhimiao's move, and it was boiling.

"Hahahaha" Sun Zhimiao laughed, he glanced around, and said proudly: "You don't know this, right? The old man of the Mandate of Heaven is my godfather!! This thing is passed down to me by him!!"

When the sound fell, he turned his gaze, looked at Su Yun, and walked step by step.

The eyes were narrow, narrow, and still glowing yellow.

"Wuyun, what did I just say? I said, I'll make you die!"

Sun Zhimiao smiled lightly, a trace of disdain and mockery flashed in the depths of her eyes: "Now, let me fulfill my promise." ”

As soon as the words fell, Sun Zhimiao was about to make a killing move.

"Did you really lock me up?" a low voice rang out.

Sun Zhimiao's movements froze: "What? Can you still move? In front of the Key of Destiny, don't say it's the Spirit Xuan Soul, even if it is a Ling Xuan Yang master, it will only end up being locked up!"

But as soon as Sun Zhimiao's words fell, Su Yun's arms shook suddenly.

The muscles between his arms clapped, and his chest glowed with a gleam, as if something had been stirred.

Boom.

At this time, Su Yun's arm suddenly moved, and he directly broke free from the trapped lock of the Key of Destiny, and almost the moment he moved, a crack opened on the Key of Destiny.

"What?

Sun Zhimiao's smiling face froze instantly, replaced by fear and disbelief.

"Huh?"

The same was true of the senior brother in the audience, countless people were stunned, staring at this scene with wide eyes.

How is this possible? A spirit soul is still in existence, and he actually forcibly breaks the lock of the key of destiny?

People's hearts were full of surprise, but no one knew that Su Yun, who was blessed by Jun's divine power, was not completely locked by this key of destiny.

He broke free of the trapped lock and walked towards Sun Zhimiao step by step, his eyes were murderous.

"It's not true!!"

Sun Zhimiao's face was pale, and he couldn't help but take a step back, his face was extremely ugly, and his expression was also very exciting.

Su Yun was not polite, and a punch had already hit.

Sun Zhimiao subconsciously raised her hand to catch Su Yun's fist. His brain was so chaotic that he didn't think much about it at all, but if he fought for strength, he was not vain.

It's just that as soon as this hand was raised, the audience immediately heard the roar of the senior brother.

"Be careful!!"

Sun Zhimiao was stunned: "What?"

Sou!

A cold light suddenly came from the side, passing through Sun Zhimiao's arm like lightning

Poof.

Blood was sprinkled all over the ring.

It's the Jiaoyin Sword