The knives that can be placed in the Su family's shop are all famous knives without exception. is not refined, famous, and inherited, and is not qualified to let the Siming Su family sell it.

But in Su Guyuan's hands, these knives have only one name, and that is Fan Tie.

He had been chopping for an hour, and the knives at his feet were getting fewer and fewer, and the pile of broken iron was getting bigger and bigger. And the bubbling spring is still undamaged.

The servants who served him were all a little anxious, although they didn't dare to speak and disturb, they frequently exchanged glances with each other, as if they were afraid that Su Guyuan would not be happy to cut the spring, so they cut people at will to vent their anger.

In fact, Su Guyuan was not in a hurry at all, when he was practicing the knife, he was never in a hurry.

Practicing knives is fun in itself, and a person will always seem extra patient when doing what he loves.

When I had been smashing two hundred and eighty-one knives, things finally changed.

It wasn't that Su Guyuan suddenly had an epiphany of the peerless sword technique. It's that in this heavily guarded Su family compound, another person with a weapon actually appeared.

This man was holding a Aomine sword upside down in one hand and a loose scabbard in the other. walked into the far door of Sufu unhurriedly, with a calm and relaxed attitude, as if he had walked into the bedroom where he was sleeping.

The guards and servants who were originally guarding the door of the mansion fell to the ground one after another, unconscious.

Su Guyuan stopped cutting the spring, and shook the Wannian Mansion Water Pattern Refined Iron Knife in his hand.

It is about three feet long, and it is a good weapon for killing.

The person who came stood still in the front yard gate of the Su Mansion, holding a sword in one hand and a scabbard in the other. His eyes were like electricity, and he quietly stared at Su Guyuan.

Su Guyuan felt the threat he hadn't seen for a long time, and the momentum of the two was equal, but when it came to appearance, the person who came steadily pressed him.

This person is about seven feet five tall, wearing a long white robe without the slightest wrinkles.

No matter how demanding a person is, he can't find any flaws on his face, his sideburns are like a knife, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his cheeks are like white jade finely carved, and even the tiny vertical lines between his eyebrows reveal the antelope hanging horns, which should be so handsome.

Damn, lost!

This was the first time Su Guyuan had come to the Yanxu Realm to admit defeat.

The person who can walk into the Su family so big must not be an ordinary person, or he doesn't know why he came.

But no matter who the other party is, this battle must be fought, because what you lose in the face has to be won back on the knife.

Su Guyuan's True Qi began to drum, and the thunder of the heavenly drum was ready to go. He is ready to take out all his hole cards and make the opponent admit defeat in one move.

The other party also thought so, the three-foot Qingfeng was across his chest, and only said three words: "Ning, no, fan." ”

It turns out that he is the first Ning Bufan of Siming?

Could it be that the pictures foreshadowed by Su Xianchen are true?

Yan Xiu and Xiaoshu have already died in his hands?

The more Su Guyuan thought about it, the calmer he became, clenched the long knife, and said, "Your grandfather." ”

The next moment, the two of them moved at the same time.

Su Guyuan's speed was even faster, and with the blessing of the thunder sound of the Heavenly Drum, his figure and sword light had already fused into one, and the shot was the strongest thunder and lightning cut.

This move once cut off three pear slaves with one move, and the mortal martial artists in the Yanxu Realm who could catch this move could be counted on one hand.

Of course, Ning Bufan's speed couldn't be faster than Su Guyuan, his body didn't even move, but the sword in his hand moved.

Tuk Tuk Tuk ......

Su Guyuan felt that in an imperceptible moment, his knife was unloaded by the other party more than thirty times.

Ning Bufan's sword was like ripples in the water, rising wave after wave, endlessly pecking at the knife, forcibly unloading the must-kill knife in the wrong direction, grazing the opponent's arm and sweeping over.

The two of them fought each other in a short quarter, which sounded long, but in fact it was just a fleeting moment.

Before the sound of the sword snatching was gone, the two of them had already staggered by.

A piece of the sleeve of Ning Bufan's right arm was cut off, and a bloody mark appeared on his neck.

And the knife in Su Guyuan's hand also shattered to the ground.

In terms of killing, Su Guyuan won a move.

Su Guyuan threw away the remaining hilt in his hand and pulled out another knife from behind him.

Ning Bufan turned his back to him and said dryly the swordsmanship he had just used: "Ren Jian Dingjing." ”

Su Guyuan didn't expect Ning Bufan to actually catch his thunderbolt, he was a little surprised, and he had a trace of respect for his strength, and replied with courtesy: "Eighteen swords." ”

The two slowly turned around and stood face to face again. Su Guyuan's body squatted slightly, ready for the starting hand of the divine shock.

The Qingfeng Sword in Ning Bufan's hand was also pointed diagonally to the ground, trembling at extreme speed, like a snake spitting out its core.

This move is not only high and low, but also life and death.

Just as Su Guyuan was about to rise from the ground, and Ning Bufan was about to draw the ground as a prison, a loud voice interrupted the movements of the two.

"Wait...... Wait a minute...... Wait, don't fight, don't fight, don't fight, Ning Bufan, you hit the wrong person, don't fight. "The owner of this voice, Su Guyuan, is very familiar, it is Yan Xiu.

She was afraid that the two of them would not be able to hear it, and even used a trace of the sound of heavenly drum and thunder, roaring so that every corner of the entire Su Mansion was echoing.

Su Guyuan and Ning Bufan stopped their movements at the same time.

Ning Bufan looked even more surprised, put the long sword in the scabbard, and shouted loudly: "Ge Laozi, didn't you say, let Lao Tzu stop talking, and cut down when he sees a person who looks very strong." Lao Tzu cut it in half, and you told Lao Tzu that it was wrong. Can you rely on a little bit of Spectrum, hack someone to death and you will lose your life? You melon girl, next time you investigate clearly, you will shout Lao Tzu to cut people......"

Su Guyuan's eyes widened, he never imagined that such a handsome and outstanding swordsman would actually be a broken mouth.

Now this nagging person in his mouth is really the same person who is proficient in swordsmanship just now?

Yan Xiu only ran in from the gate at this time, she seemed to have done her best, the big sword behind her was gone, and while holding on to the wall and panting, she said intermittently: "Wrong mistake, wrong shot, this is my big brother Su...... I thought Brother Su was arrested. I thought that the Su family must be a master if they can catch Brother Su...... I didn't expect him to be okay either...... Misunderstand...... It's all a misunderstanding......"

Ning Bufan was also a little embarrassed, glared at Yan Xiu, hugged Su Guyuan, and said, "Brother Tai, I'm sorry." Father...... I don't know if I hit the wrong person, but fortunately you're fine, Lao Tzu's swordsmanship is still broad, you can see if it's hurt. ”

Su Guyuan glanced at him and said, "One thing to say, I won." You'd better check yourself. ”

Ning Bufan touched his head and smiled: "Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay." I'm a friend of Yan Xiu, and she called me to save you, but she didn't make it clear. ”

"I don't think your accent looks like a Siming native." Su Guyuan was a little curious, it was the first time he heard a different accent in the Yanxu Realm.

Ning Bufan walked over to help Yan Xiu and said, "Alas, Yizhou people, it's only been less than thirty years since they moved here. I am a foreigner in Siming City, and I really want to make a few more friends. ”

Su Guyuan inserted the knife into the scabbard and said casually: "It's okay, I'm also a foreigner, and I've just been here for less than two months." ”

Like Ning Bufan, he doesn't have any friends in the Yanxu Realm, especially male friends, almost only Chonghua, and his life and death are still uncertain.

Ning Bufan can easily ask Yan Xiu to ask for help, and he seems to be a friend to make with a sword, Su Guyuan is also in a good mood, and is ready to invite the two of them to the flower hall for a cup of tea.

His gaze subconsciously swept over the flower hall, swept over the spring in the pool, and was stunned.

I don't know what made a gap in that spring, and the water that was originally round became two.