Su Yinhu didn't get hit either, and he didn't use his true qi to shake the wine and food—he didn't need it, because the moment his palms met, Su Yinhu was forced to retreat more than three feet by Xuanyuan Aotian's strong internal force.

Su Yinhu barely stood on his feet, his chest was churning with blood and qi, if it weren't for the fact that he had been on the battlefield, killed people, and seen blood, I am afraid that he would have been unable to suppress his churning chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Su Yinhu raised his eyes and said to Xuanyuan Aotian, who was as handsome as a god in white, but exuded a cold aura all over his body: "Your Highness is so good-working!" ”

With that, Su Yinhu pulled out the long knife on his waist.

The long knife of good cold iron and iron accompanied Su Yinhu to kill the enemy and guard the border pass. As soon as the blood-stained long knife came out, it shone with a cold, dazzling light in the sunlight.

Su Yinhu cheered up his spirit, looking at Xuanyuan Aotian with a wary expression, mentally like facing a great enemy, without any slackness.

Xuanyuan Aotian was not as nervous as Su Yinhu, but his face was no longer as calm and clear as just now: for a martial artist like Su Yinhu, Xuanyuan Aotian would give him enough respect.

Xuanyuan Aotian said to Su Yinhu: "Your kung fu is not bad. ”

Saying that, Xuanyuan Aotian glanced at Ye Xue: How about the person I like?

Yexue smiled shallowly. In terms of martial arts and character, Su Yinhu is naturally an excellent talent, and the most important thing is that Su Yinhu seems to be respectful, but he is neither humble nor arrogant.

Su Yinhu believes in the strong—and such a person is both good and dangerous. The good thing is that he must be a rare talent, but the danger is that he may be like Nangong Wuming, when he is strong, and then pull the people above down - but, obviously, the latter, Xuanyuan Aotian doesn't care, and Yexue certainly doesn't care either.

As Xuanyuan Aotian said: There is nothing wrong with Nangong Wuming wanting to be the emperor, and there is nothing wrong with Xuanyuan Aoyi and Xuanyuan Aoyi wanting to be the emperor at the beginning - a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier!

*****

The Shenwu Continent has been a world where the strong are respected since ancient times, the people below are strong, and the people above are weak, so what reason is there to prevent the people below from ascending to high positions.

A strong person, if he is afraid that the talented people below will become stronger than him and take his position - then this person is not really strong.

A truly strong man, he is not afraid of anyone! Don't be afraid of anything!

A real strong man, he stands at the pinnacle, he is not afraid of the strength of others, he has only one goal - to be stronger than everyone.

The strong are respected, the weak are slaves - the food chain in this world has never changed.

"Your Highness, the minister is here!" Su Yinhu roared, and the birds flew in all directions, and he swung his sword, and the white sword qi was like a big scimitar, slashing towards Xuanyuan Aotian with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

As early as the previous moment, when he was fighting with his bare hands, Su Yinhu, who was suppressed, felt the unfathomable depth of Xuanyuan Aotian's kung fu.

Su Yinhu didn't come to vain, as soon as he made a move this time, it was his Su Yinhu's most proud and best kung fu.

"Your Highness, take my Su family's thirty-six road wind sword technique!"

With Su Yinhu's roar, the long knife in his hand suddenly danced continuously in the air.

One Knife ......

Two-knife ......

Three-knife ......

……

Ten Knife ......

……

Twenty-one ......

The sword flashed, one knife after another, one knife more powerful than the other, one knife more fierce than the other, the sword qi was like a group of fierce tigers out of the gate, continuous and amazing attack on Xuanyuan Aotian.