There is no grass to hide in, only a large tree.

Su Yun found a tall tree, kicked it up with a few arrows, stepped on the branches, and approached cautiously with the help of dense leaves.

Soon, the scene of the explosion came into his sight.

It was a small forest, but the trees in the forest were completely leveled, and two groups of people stood on the flat ground, each with his sword drawn, staring at each other vigilantly and fiercely.

There were several corpses on the ground, and there were not many signs of a fight at the scene, except for the trees that had been cut off, and they didn't seem to have started fighting, but looking at the situation of the arrows and crossbows, I was afraid that it would soon erupt.

Wait a minute!

Su Yun's eyes suddenly condensed, staring at the two figures in the people over there.

Su Xinyue and Su Xingyang?

Su Xinyue was wearing a simple sword suit, holding a white embroidered sword issued by Su Shilong in her hand, there was a knife wound on her right shoulder, the blood had not stopped, and her wheat-colored face was as pale as paper at the moment.

Su Xingyang was also dressed very simply, and the huge two-handed hammer he was holding in his hand was very attractive, he had suffered a lot of injuries, bleeding from his lower abdomen, and several wounds in other places, as if he had experienced several battles before.

Leading Su Xingyang and Su Xinyue is a handsome man, the man is tall, his face is like a knife and an axe, he is very handsome, he is dressed in a snow-white robe, he has no sword, the sword is still pinned to his waist, his expression is calm and very calm.

Beside him, stood a young man with long hair and a tender face, who looked quite similar to this person.

"This person has a restrained breath, and he has an unpredictable temperament in his gestures, I am afraid that he is a Lingxuanshi level of Cunzài, but the one hanging on his waist is obviously a foreign disciple Ling, who is this person?"

Su Yun muttered, his eyes looking across from the group.

No, there are some acquaintances on the other side.

Sunan leaves!

He changed into pitch-black armor, held a broad and heavy sword in his hand, and his eyes were permeated with a strong battle intent.

But he was not the strongest, the strongest man was the man in front of him in a brown robe with an inch head.

The man put his hands behind his back, his expression was confident, and he looked proud of everyone, as if these people couldn't get into his eyes at all.

He also has this arrogant qualification, because he is a son of the inner family.

At least cultivate to be above the first grade of the Lingxuanshi.

"I'll just say one last time, hand over all the 'Blood Dew Jade Crystals' on your bodies, otherwise the trees around here will be your fate!"

The brown-robed man snorted.

"What if you don't pay it?"

The handsome man at the front said lightly.

"Don't pay?"

A fierce flame burst out from the brown-robed man's eyes, and without saying a word, he shot directly.

"Then die!"

The voice fell, and the brown-robed man urged out a strong breath, covering his palm, and his palm turned into a claw, like a swooping eagle, killing the handsome man.

This shot is a fatal move!

Don't look at the difference of one grade between the ten grades of the Lingxuanist and the first grade of the Lingxuanshi, the strength of this can be described as a world of difference.

The children of the inner family are at least above the first rank of the Lingxuan Scholar, how can others be opponents? At present, the only one who can be compared to one is the handsome man who stands at the forefront.

The brown-robed man rushed forward, and the man did not hesitate, he stepped forward, his left hand twitched, drew his sword and stabbed, and his breath spread out like a pouring river.

It's actually a left-handed man.

This person's moves and styles are really much stronger and more stable than others.

When the two of them fought, how could the others watch from the sidelines? Immediately, the two sides moved, and a conflict broke out.

The fierce battle began, and people rushed to kill each other, and the whole scene was chaotic.

Everyone's Lingxuan aura is like dozens of rivers converging together, chaotic, several Lingxuan disciples of the ten grades of the storage zài are even more occult, the moves are gorgeous, the Lingxuan aura is explosive, terrifying, the entire battlefield is infinitely expanded.

"Stinky boy, it's time for us to settle the score!"

Su Nanye stared at Su Xingyang coldly, and the broad sword in his hand swung with his movements, slashing at the opponent's head.

The blade of the sword was so thick that the people around him did not dare to approach.

Su Xingyang clenched his teeth, his eyebrows were extremely heavy, and the sledgehammer in his hand was raised with great strength to block the big sword.

But the aura of the spirit on the blade poured down at this moment, like a waterfall rushing down.

Su Xingyang trembled all over his body, and it was difficult to support it.

"Brother!!"

Seeing this, Su Xinyue was immediately anxious, running like flying, killing Sunan Ye, wanting to relieve Su Xingyang.

But the two of them were injured, and Sunan Ye was in full condition, even if Su Xinyue came, he was not afraid.

"Let you see my occult technique 'Sky Splitting Sword Technique'!"

Su Nanye let out a deep sigh, and suddenly, his thick blade suddenly split into a sword shadow, slashing at Su Xinyue sharply.

When had Su Xinyue ever seen such a strange swordsmanship, she was shocked and hurriedly turned to the side.

Seeing that Su Xinyue was forced to retreat, Sunan Ye immediately recruited and concentrated on dealing with Su Xingyang.

Just watch him split, press, release, and shock.

Although the broad sword hit the sledgehammer, it seemed to make a move, and several completely different forces began to crash into Su Xingyang's body along the sledgehammer.

Poof!

Su Xingyang's trembling body suddenly froze, and then he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of Yin Hong's blood spit out, and the power that resisted this broad sword blade also dissipated like a low tide.

"Yay!"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Sunan Ye's eyes, and he suddenly got up and kicked Su Xingyang's lower abdomen.

Bang!

Su Xingyang was caught off guard, and was added by this kick, and the person was kicked back again and again, and all the defensive postures collapsed.

Su Nanye immediately jumped up, lifted the heavy sword with one hand, and slashed at Su Xingyang's head fiercely: "Die!"

This sword is fierce and fierce, like a flood.

Su Xinyue's little face was already white, and she couldn't be whiter, and the whole person was stupid in place.

At this moment, no matter who it is, I am afraid that they will crave power, and they will long for that supreme strength.

Sou!

At this moment, a flying sword suddenly flew from the side, brushing the wind, breaking the airflow, and stabbing at the high-leaping Sunan Ye with a 'chirp' sound.

Mutation protrusion!

A trace of horror flashed in Sunan Ye's eyes, and he hurriedly retracted his move, the big sword rose vertically, and it was horizontal in front of him, and the flying sword collided, rippling a large amount of spiritual qi ripples, and then turned around and flew into the air.

This move was interrupted.

Sunan Ye landed, but he didn't dare to attack Su Xingyang again, he looked around, glanced at the people beside him, and shouted: "Who is it!"

But, everyone around is fighting desperately, who cares about him?

At this time, Su Xinyue rushed over, and a bite of embroidered sword slashed at Sunan Ye's heart.

Sunan Ye drew his big sword to resist.

I only heard Su Xinyue shouting at Su Xingyang behind him: "Brother, you go quickly!"

"No, Brother Qian, they are still there, how can I escape alone?" Su Xingyang stood up with difficulty, and said in a weak voice.

"Stupid, you have been injured in several battles before, how can you still compete with Sunan Ye at the peak of the tenth rank of the Lingxuan Sect? Go! Hurry up!!I'll block him for you!"

Su Xinyue said with tears in her eyes.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she took a sword on her shoulder blade, and then kicked her, and the whole person fell out, fell to the ground, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Sister!"

Su Xingyang's eyes suddenly turned red.

In the middle of the fight, how can he be distracted? What's more, Su Nanye is also a top master in the foreign family, Su Xinyue's strength is not as good as him, so if he is distracted, he will lose faster.

"Heh, I heard that you have a good relationship with Su Yun, I underestimated the enemy and lost to Su Yun at the beginning, but this does not mean that I am weaker than him, I will definitely settle this account back!

Sunan Ye sneered, his eyes overflowing with undeniable pleasure.

He took a few steps, the big sword had already risen, and the spirit of Xuan's breath was full, like a roaring tiger, and he was about to fall and behead Su Xingyang's brothers and sisters.

Then!

Sou!

The flying sword that was blocked in the air collided again, and the spirit medium quickly stabbed at Sunan Ye.

"Who is this magic weapon? Hmph, it's just some carving insect skills!"

Sunan Ye obviously didn't care, and then with a swing, he wanted to open this strange flying sword again.

But the moment the big sword slashed past, the strange flying sword suddenly turned to the side, and it sensitively avoided the blade of the big sword.

"What?"

Sunan Ye's heart contracted suddenly, and before he could react, the flying sword suddenly pierced his chest.

He hurriedly retreated, and wanted to move, but the flying sword spread a layer of rock in an instant, this rock was like armor, and in less than a breath, it instantly covered all parts of Sunan Ye's body, turning it into a statue.

When the people who were fighting around saw this, they were all shocked.

What kind of mystery is this?

Su Qiange and the children of the brown robe also saw this situation, and they were shocked, and they wanted to get out of the battle quickly, but this was a life-and-death struggle, and they couldn't afford to be distracted, and they couldn't retreat.

Crash.

At this moment, a pitch-black figure rushed over and jumped straight towards this place by stepping on the branch.

This figure is extremely sensitive, it seems that he has locked on Sunan Ye before, and when the time comes, he suddenly makes a move.

Before the others had time to react, the figure fell to the ground, avoiding all the swords around him, and leaned towards Sunan Ye.

"Not good!"

The face of the children of the brown robe family changed slightly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Protect Nanye!"

Seeing this, several children of the foreign family who followed Sunan Ye immediately rushed over.

But it was too late.

I only saw that the man landed in front of Sunan Ye, who was imprisoned into a statue, grabbed the hilt of the flying sword that pierced his chest with one hand, and then suddenly lifted up, starting from his chest and cutting into his head, splitting his entire upper body in half.

Boom.

The stone shattered.

Sunan Ye's body was still motionless, and he still maintained his expression and movements before being petrified, as if he was frozen.

Hiss!!!!!

At this moment, blood spurted wildly.

A hideous, terrifying slit spread from the sword wound in his chest and stretched over his head.

The brains have been cut open, people who are dead can no longer die, and the brains are overflowing along the cracks, the scene is extremely terrifying!

Just look at this black figure holding a flying sword, quickly slashing off Sunan Ye's right hand with a sword, and then grabbed that palm and quickly fled from here.

"Damn!"

The brown-robed man was furious and wanted to pursue, but Su Qiange didn't give him the slightest chance, and still desperately blocked his way.

As soon as Sunan Ye died, the pressure on Su Qiange's side decreased, and the situation began to tilt