Song Shan's hands were clawed, and his arms reached straight out, like a fierce tiger pounced forward, and pounced on Wang Su's left wrist.

Wang Su couldn't dodge, so he simply grabbed the other party. Song Shan wanted to repeat the old trick and unloaded the sword in Wang Su's hand.

But as I said before, he is not a real swordsman, but Wang Su is a real sword cultivator.

The sword is in the people, how can you dare to call it sword cultivation without a sword?

Song Shan's claws came forward, the two of them could be said to be close to each other, the abacus was narrow and long, and they couldn't be stretched out at such a close distance, Song Shan was like this, and he knew that he might not be able to unload Wang Su's sword.

He had also heard of the name of a debt collector.

The ink characters in the ledger record the blood debt, and the abacus is a red hook Su Xuantai.

Can you make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes? Therefore, he came close, just to make Wang Su's sword unable to play, even if he still couldn't beat it, but with the mobility of the magic machine, he could also deal with Wang Su at close range, so as to delay until the reinforcements came to rescue.

How could Wang Su not know about his plans?

Seeing that Song Shan was very difficult, and he tried to distance himself many times but failed, Wang Su took the initiative to change his moves.

Well, since you want to win quickly and fight with me, then I'll play slow and fast.

The abacus was already long and narrow, Wang Su held the sword in his left hand and the middle of the sword body in his right hand, intending to deal with Song Shan in the way of a battle sword.

The battle body knife, in fact, is a guillotine used by farmers to cut grass, the knife is wide and long, can weigh up to ten catties, is a kind of close melee weapon.

At first glance, the battle body knife seems to be far from the sword weapon, but Wang Su did not say that he completely used the abacus as a combat body knife, but borrowed the way of the battle body knife to deal with Song Shan.

The sword is very heavy, so it requires the martial artist to hold the handle of the knife in one hand and the back of the knife in the other hand to dance. The flaw of this sword is its slow speed.

But remember, slow speed doesn't mean that the weapon is clumsy and slow. On the contrary, if you want to use this rare weapon well, you need to be nimble in close combat, constantly maneuvering with the opponent, and finding the fulcrum through grappling to slash.

Wang Su took advantage of the narrow and long body of the abacus sword and used the attack method of the battle body knife to fight Song Shan in close combat.

Wang Su slashed Song Shan with a sword in the head, and Song Shan avoided the blade of the sword, and his palm was blocked on Wang Su's right hand against the sword body.

Wang Su found the fulcrum at this time, centered on Song Shan's palm, changed his steps, and his body sank with the trend, changing from the top to the tip of the sword pointing downward, and slashed Song Shan's way down.

Song Shan looked at it, if Wang Su's sword was sharpened to his own way, would it be okay? Both legs were injured, and this magic machine was going to be greatly discounted, and I was afraid that I would not be able to entangle with it anymore, so I kicked my legs and jumped up, which was able to avoid Wang Su's slashing attack.

Wang Su laughed secretly in his heart, this Song Shanzheng was in his arms.

If Song Shan was still on the ground, he could naturally dodge with the unpredictability and dexterity of the Thousand Ways of Divine Intelligence. But at this time, Song Shan jumped up, he was in the air, and there was no place for his legs to borrow his strength, and although Song Shan's internal strength was temporarily rising at this time, he did not go beyond the scope of the Guanchuan Tongliu Realm, and he could not do the legendary volley.

Wang Su saw the opportunity, and the sword move changed, and the sweep turned into an upward pick.

But Wang Su still muttered a little about this Heavenly Martial Pavilion's Zhen Sect Peerless. After all, the Thousand Methods of the Divine Machine are not comparable to ordinary light skills, and Song Shanren is in the air, but he still relies on the physical flexibility that he has cultivated for many years to dodge another sword that Wang Su picked up.

Even, he kicked Wang Su's right arm, widening the distance between the two.

As mentioned above, in fact, a little distance is a move that is beneficial to Wang Su and unfavorable to Song Shan. But Song Shan was also helpless.

Wang Su's swordsmanship was extremely fast, reminding him of the sword of the Hengshan Qixuan Sword Sect. If he didn't pull away a little longer, and he didn't land in the air for a short period of time, I'm afraid Wang Su would be able to see him several times.

This sword was lucky and avoided, but it is difficult to say how many more swords come.

In order to be safe, he had to distance himself.

Wang Su exhaled, and Song Shan's kick on his right arm still hurt a little. As a light skill, it is natural to practice legs, no matter how parallel Song Shan's vertical and horizontal realm is, no matter how much he relies on heaven and earth treasures, but the kung fu on these legs is real, so this kick is still quite powerful.

There was a slight distance between the two, and Wang Su also had the distance to use the sword, and he also saw Song Shan's difficulty, so he didn't plan to hide it, and it would change later.

Song Shan watched Wang Su put on a good posture, his eyes were even colder and sharper, and when he glanced at it, he shivered a little unconsciously, even if he was a fool, he knew that Wang Su would not hide his tricks anymore.

Thinking about this, he was a little nervous, a little scared, and even a little bit of a ...... that he didn't know Excited?

Wang Su's eyes were cold, his body was slightly depressed, and the true qi in his body continued to gush out, gathering, compressing, until it was compressed to a point.

The surrounding air currents also continued to gather towards Wang Su, causing strong winds, swaying trees, and hunting.

At this time, Wang Su was like the eye of the storm, and his black hair was also floating in the wind, frantically scattered with the wind.

Like a ghost!

Song Shan had no will to entangle at this time, he just wanted to run, but he could feel that he had been locked by Wang Su's qi machine, and he was afraid that as soon as he ran, countless flaws would be exposed, and every flaw would be fatal.

Just when the surrounding air flow was furious, Wang Su actually put his sword into the sheath.

He leaned down a little more, leaned forward with his upper body and his legs behind him, pressing the ground half a finger deep, his right hand resting on the scabbard, his left hand gripping the hilt tightly.

Song Shan stared at Wang Su stubbornly, in order to judge the trajectory of the sword at the moment when Wang Su took out the sword, so that he could use all his magic to dodge.

The knife had already been unloaded by Wang Su just now, and it was still lying quietly on the ground at this time. Without weapons, what did he Song Shan rely on to take Wang Su's sword?

He is not a fool, besides, even an idiot can see from this power that Wang Su's sword must be extraordinary.

What is this sword going to do with him? Isn't it looking for death?

Dodge, this is Song Shan's only choice, he has no other way but to wait quietly for Wang Su's move.

Wang Su's body was pressed lower, and his eyes narrowed slightly, but it made Song Shan feel the sense of oppression even more, and there was a cold glint in his squinting eyes.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and many leaves were swept away.

Well?

The wind stopped, and Wang Su was gone.

Song Shan's eyes widened, his pupils contracted, Wang Su, just gone.