In Wanmei Villa, Su Ang saw Ximen blowing snow, snow-white clothes, but the sword at his waist was pitch black, and a lingering cold air emanated from his body.

Except for Ximen Blowing Snow, who else in the world has such a sword aura and murderous aura.

Simon Blowing Snow had also seen Su Ang, he stood tall, black clothes splashed with ink, and the light smile on his face seemed to be a ripple from the spring breeze blowing through the green water, gentle and action-oriented.

It's just that the whole person seems to be a long sword out of the sheath, glowing with a clear and cold glow, cold people are fearful, with their eyes, they can even make their eyes tingle, and when their eyes look at each other, it is even more like a divine attack, sparks flying.

Simon blows the snow and says, "Draw your sword." ”

Su Ang said: "Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship, I have long wanted to understand it. ”

His eyes were on Ximen Fuxue's hands, these hands were white and slender, but once these hands were held on the sword, it would inevitably be a shock.

Simon Blowing Snow said, "Why don't you draw your sword yet?" His gaze, also on Su Ang's hand, did not blink. For masters, any moment can be a matter of life and death.

Su Ang said: "When it's time to draw the sword, I will naturally pull it." ”

The fierce and murderous aura has filled every corner, and this heavy pressure has made Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou on the side feel depressed.

They were deadlocked, trying to find a flaw in each other, but how could a master like this easily reveal a flaw.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and sighed: "A swordsman like this, one is enough. But there were three of them, and they met together. ”

Hua Manlou stood next to him: "There is another Ye Gucheng?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng nodded: "Who else can there be besides him?" ”

Su Ang shook his head in his heart when he heard this, today, although the most famous swordsmen are Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng. Especially in that Ye Lonely City, the flying immortal outside the sky is more respected as a stunt that has never been seen before or after it.

But the real kendo masters, but far more than that, Wudang famous Mudao people have reached the peak of both internal strength and swordsmanship, and their strength is unfathomable, not inferior to the later Ximen Blowing Snow.

The sword double kill of the head of Emei, Dugu Yihe, is also a unique stunt in the world, and this martial art requires extremely clear swordsmanship.

There is also Gong Jiu on the overseas nameless island, and his swordsmanship attainments have also reached an extremely high level.

There are a lot of swordsmanship masters in this world, of course, in the end, it is indeed only Ximen Fuxue alone.

No wonder some people in the previous life said that Simon Blowing Snow was the horn of Allah, and as soon as he appeared, he was one of the two great swordsmen in the world, and the whole process was highlighted.

He made great progress in the way of the sword, constantly surpassed himself, and finally became a generation of sword gods, and those who were clearly higher than him in swordsmanship became his stepping stones, adding a talking point to his reputation as a sword god.

As for Lu Xiaofeng, his martial arts and wisdom are the best in the world, but there are not a few who are deflated, and he boasts that he has friends all over the world, but behind almost every big case, there are his friends involved. Even the woman she likes rarely ends well.

The sword in Ximen Fuxue's palm was unsheathed, and the sword aura was soaring into the sky, dazzling, and even the full moon in the sky seemed to have lost its color.

Ximen Fuxue naturally saw that Su Ang still had no flaws, but he was slightly distracted and did not pay full attention to this fight.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Simon Blowing Snow can't wait any longer.

The sword light is like a rainbow passing through the sky, fast, brilliant, brilliant, and indescribably thrilling. In an instant, it had crossed a distance of several zhang and flew in.

Since entering the customs, there have been many swordsmen who have fought with Su Ang. Many of these people are famous for their swordsmanship, but their swords are more than a step slower than those of Ximen Fuxue.

Simon's sword is not only fast, but also sharp. The sword pierced through the sky, and even the air emitted a sharp scream, and the power was unusual.

Although Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were just standing on the side and had never faced the edge, they also felt cold all over their bodies, and their faces lost their color.

As for Su Ang, who was pointed out by the sword blade, as far as the sword light went, his whole body was shrouded in the incomparable sword qi, and it was cold to the bone marrow.

Su Ang finally moved, slashed out of the sheath, turned his wrist, and stabbed out the long sword. The sword momentum is dignified, and the red sword light is fluttering, which is clearly two extreme contradictions, but they fit together perfectly.

Bite!

The two long swords instantly clashed in the void, the tips of the swords collided together, sparks flew everywhere, and the strength flew sideways.

Su Ang's whole person was as motionless as a mountain, the ground under his feet was slightly heavy, but Ximen Fuxue's face changed, his toes pointed to the ground, and his body was fluttering backwards.

Lu Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, he knew that Ximen Blowing Snow's initiative to attack the sword did not take any advantage, but suffered a dark loss.

Su Ang's swordsmanship may not be better than Ximen Blowing Snow, but his sword seems to be light and elegant, but it is actually heavy and dignified. Anyone who fights him for the first time will have a hard time getting used to his sword path.

Outside kung fu generally refines people into big men and muscles. Su Ang is not like this, he looks like Sven. If you really practice foreign kung fu, I am afraid that you have already cultivated this kung fu to the realm of returning to the basics.

As soon as Ximen Fuxue's body entered, the sword light unfolded, turning into a cloud of dazzling cold light, shrouding Su Angzhou's body up and down.