"Master Su, can you listen to the poor way?"

What I never expected was that the person who saved Qian Xiaoxiao in the end was actually the head of the Qingcheng faction, Yushu Zhenren.

Su Xiuxiu was stunned, she turned to look at Yushu Zhenren, and her tone was a little cold: "What does the head of Qingcheng mean, this woman is a person in the Demon Dao, don't you know?" ”

Yushu Zhenren said: "Poor Dao knows, but Poor Dao's unscrupulous disciples have a lot to do with this girl, so Poor Dao still has some questions he wants to ask her." ”

Qian Xiaoxiao's face on the ground changed slightly, and Yushu's words reminded her of some painful memories.

Su Xiuxiu's gaze stayed on Yushu Zhenren's body for a moment, and then said: "In this case, a moment must be enough time for the head of Qingcheng to ask questions, please." ”

"Thank you."

After Yushu Zhenren thanked him, he said in a surprising voice: "Poor Dao dares to ask, why did Master Su want to kill this girl?" ”

Su Xiuxiu glanced at Yushu Zhenren lightly, and did not answer, but Yushu Zhenren sighed to herself: "Sure enough, is it because there is a blood feud, can Master Su listen to the words of the poor man." ”

Yushu Zhenren said: "Poor Dao also knows that this girl has committed many sins, but I don't know if Master Su can raise his noble hand and allow her a chance to live, so that she can atone for the rest of her life." ”

Yushu Zhenren's words not only shocked Qian Xiaoxiao on the ground, but also made Su Xiuxiu puzzled, she frowned and said: "This woman has killed countless people, and it is also stained with the blood of many Taoist disciples, and the head of Qingcheng is as wide as the sea, but have you ever thought about the two factions of Kunlun and Emei?" ”

Yushu Zhenren's face showed a look of shame, and he said: "Poor Dao knows that this is a cheeky word, but. . Poor Dao is a thing that the unscrupulous disciples risk their lives to believe, and Poor Dao does not want it to become an empty word like this. ”

"Boredom."

Su Xiuxiu shook his head slightly, Yushu Zhenren was about to open his mouth to persuade, but he saw a sword light that had already killed him, he was shocked, pushed An Ping out, sacrificed his sword to block, and retreated a few steps before stabilizing his figure.

Yushu Zhenren sighed and continued to work hard: "Master Su, please return."

"It's not too much to kill two, if you want to help her, then come forward."

Su Xiuxiu's eyes were indifferent, and the long sword in her hand flipped over and turned the flowers, like a windmill in front of her, like a circular curtain of light, and the swirling blades emerged from the light, turning into arrows and shooting forward.

Yushu Zhenren waited for the battle, raised his hand and sent the long sword out, holding a sword trick in each of his left and right fingers, and the long sword accelerated twice from mid-air, and flew forward with the afterimage turning into a streamer.

Between the collision of the two sword shadows, countless sparks burst out and fell all over the sky, as if a golden-red rain had fallen.

Su Xiuxiu's eyes were slightly gloomy, she swept with her sword, a strong wind swept by, and the essence of the sky suddenly disappeared, followed by rolling waves.

I saw her feet flying into the air, the blade of the sword forward, like fangs and claws, and a piece of crimson light emanated from her right arm, but it was quickly snuffed out.

The sword light is colorless, only the strong wind is like a blade, smoothing out the square land like an iron knife plowing the ground, Su Xiuxiu embroidered a sword stab, thousands of lights were still to move in an instant, and there was a terrifying scene like lightning and thunder in the trance.

Yushu Zhenren's expression was solemn, he led the sword downward, when the sword fell, countless points of light flashed on the ground, and in an instant it was like a galaxy on the ground, from the starlight, countless sword blades sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and in the blink of an eye, they turned from three-inch seedlings to towering bamboos.

Countless sword lights converged left and right to merge into one, and finally formed a corner with the large array quietly formed under their feet, like a raised dragon head, colliding violently with the colorless sword light.

From the place of confrontation, a flickering light cluster quickly formed, the wild waves rolled back as if the wind and clouds had changed, and the sound of explosions in the ears came and went, as if in the stormy waves, the taste of heaven and earth turning spontaneously arose.

For a while, both Yushu Zhenren and Su Xiuxiu sensed a familiar shadow from the other party's completely different sword moves.

When the two of them were suspicious, the two sword lights actually blended with each other, and finally turned into a dazzling red sun, which was lifted up by the rolling waves, and in an instant, the ground around the two of them was like a thunderous trajectory, cracking into countless cracks, gunpowder smoke was filled, and the golden tongue flew wildly!

The violent explosion was accompanied by countless star debris sword flowers falling from the sky, and once again the broken ground was shattered.

The powerful blast caused both of them to retreat.

But after all, Su Xiuxiu's martial arts are superior, even if she has performed the Jade Girl Sword Technique several times in a row, there is still no problem with her strong crossbow at the end of her crossbow.

The roaring flames were like a fire dragon rushing into the sky, and the face of the Yushu real person under the reflection was like a fire, and he was also in pain in his heart at the moment, his blood was churning, and a fishy smell was in his mouth, leaving only sporadic bright red traces at the corners of his mouth.

When the wind and waves were calm, Su Xiuxiu's face changed slightly, and a little gloomy color flashed in her eyes, just because in the fierce battle of Fang Cai, Qian Xiaoxiao, the main character, actually fled quietly.

Yushu Zhenren also found that Qian Xiaoxiao was missing, and in the face of Su Xiuxiu, who was a little too strong, he still stubbornly stood in front of the other party.

"Cough Su master, please listen to the poor way"

Without finishing a sentence, Su Xiuxiu swept forward in one step, and the sword light flashed against Yushu Zhenren's raised right hand, and then the opponent's left hand condensed a palm force and slammed into his chest.

"Poof—"

"Uncle Master!"

Yushu Zhenren spurted out a mouthful of blood and rolled backwards to the ground, so frightened that An Ping couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly rushed out to help the other party.

Su Xiuxiu glanced at the Yushu real person on the ground, and said to herself with some annoyance: "Tsk, careless"

The boiled duck flew, and no one would be happy if it was changed, especially Su Xiuxiu didn't have more time to chase and kill the other party for the second time, no matter how crazy Qian Xiaoxiao was, it was impossible to fight with himself with an injury.

It was a battle that was nine out of ten, but he killed a jade shu real person halfway, although this person's martial arts were not as good as his own, but he successively performed the jade girl swordsmanship, and Su Xiuxiu was inevitably a little weak.

It was at this juncture that Yushu Zhenren's weird sword moves made her interested, so she was a little more unnecessary, and she ran away with a little money, and at the same time made her a little embarrassed.

With a light sigh, Su Xiuxiu stepped forward, looked at An Ping, who was like a great enemy, and her eyes fell on Yushu Zhenren, she said lightly: "Fang Cai's move doesn't seem to be the martial arts of the Qingcheng faction." ”

Yushu Zhenren sat up in front of him, he covered his chest, and said reluctantly: "What Master Su said is very true, and Poor Dao also feels that the sword in the hand of the head of Fang Cai is not like the Emei sword technique. ”

"Huh." Su Xiuxiu chuckled, but she thought so, and then she flew up and landed on Yushu Zhenren's chest, and asked the other party to fly out four or five feet away.

Yushu Zhenren vomited blood, struggled for a while, and finally fell into a fainting with his head, Su Xiuxiu put the sword into the sheath, sighed, turned to the north, and embarked on the way back to Beijing.

(End of chapter)