At this time, Su Wen didn't know that the sword that Yanbei taught him was called the Sacrifice Sword, or even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much, because at this time, all his thoughts were focused on the Pu prison in front of him.

Speaking of which, in fact, when the Yellow Crane Tower had not yet opened, Su Wen had seen Pu Lao.

That is, the Northwest Han who was called "Little Four" by Qianxia, but Pu Lao deliberately turned into a human form at that time, so Su Wen did not see Pu Lao's real body with his own eyes.

It wasn't until this time that he knew that Pu Lao looked like this.

Speaking of which, in fact, Pu Lao looks a little similar to Xiao Hei, like a dragon, but there are no scales on his body, his body is not as long as a dragon, there are no horns on his head, his limbs are thick, his sharp teeth are barbed, and his scarlet tongue is covered with large ink-colored dots, which looks very uncomfortable.

The difference from gluttony is that the moment Pu Lao saw Su Wen, he did not rush forward, but took a few steps backwards and slowly opened his mouth.

When Su Wen was in the Yellow Crane Tower, he hadn't seen what Pu Gao's real body looked like, but he still remembered Pu Gao's sonic attack.

At this time, seeing that the other party was about to roar, Su Wen dared to slack off, and immediately recited the battle poem of "Crane" silently with his mouth, and at the same time stepped heavily on the ground with both feet, and the whole person rushed towards Pu Lao like an arrow from the string!

Su Wen's body has been strengthened by dragon blood, and his speed is already faster than that of ordinary demon clansmen, and this time, coupled with the increase of a pair of talented wings behind him, he has reached a jaw-dropping Cheng Dù.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Su Wen had already come to Pu Prison for a foot. But it's a pity that Pu Lao's voice still sounded first.

"Wow...... Wow......"

Bursts of sound waves like a baby's cry slammed into Su Wen's body. From his eardrums to his mind, it was like a sharp knife inserted into his mind. To stir his brain into a pulp.

Su Wen's figure then fell from mid-air, but he did not fall to the ground, but held his sword in both hands and held it in front of his chest, as if he wanted to stop the invisible sound wave.

Unfortunately, such a move is doomed to be futile.

The bursts of cries from Pu Prison's mouth were like wave after wave, constantly slapping on Su Wen's body, and the water splashed into Su Wen's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears everywhere. He felt a strong feeling of dizziness and wanted to gause.

Immediately afterward, all kinds of negative emotions such as fear, despair, and anxiety began to take root in Su Wen's heart, as if they were about to drag him into the endless darkness.

Although what Su Wen is facing now is not the real Pu Prison, it is a mid-level demonic beast after all, and its strength cannot be underestimated!

At the critical moment, Su Wen didn't even have the ability to concentrate on reciting the battle poem silently, but the talent in his body still bloomed as promised, and a simple pen-shaped symbol lit up from his wrist. Then Su Wen raised his hand and used the long sword in his hand to make two strokes in the air.

One by one, crossed with each other.

That's a word.

The last time Su Wen wrote this word, it was in the Southern Frontier Demon Domain. Facing a strong man of the Ningxia clan, he slashed it into four sections with a stroke of his pen.

From a certain point of view, this character was stolen by Su Wen from Chai Nan. Therefore, what is contained in this battle post is not sword intent, but sword intent!

But at this time, Su Wen couldn't take care of much. Because this word is the shortest time spent among all his means of warfare.

The next moment. The long sword in Su Wen's hand seemed to have split out two rays of light, glowing with an apricot yellow light, intertwined with the air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Pu Lao's body.

"Sneer......"

A soft sound sounded from the mountains and forests, and it clearly fell on Su Wen's ears.

Such a battle post method would definitely not hurt Pu Lao, but it successfully cut off the two-inch long beard on Pu Lao's lips, and more importantly, Pu Lao's roar also stopped because of this, which immediately gave Su Wen a precious respite!

Those who waste opportunities are destined to be punished.

And Su Wen never wasted an opportunity, so the moment the cascading sound disappeared, Su Wen's figure moved.

He bent his knees and leaped high from the ground, while the sword that had been used as an ink pen was back at his waist.

When he was in the Southern Xinjiang Demon Domain, Su Wen had used Yanbei's sacrificial sword in different circumstances and in different ways, and even though he was in the air, he still meticulously completed the action of sinking his waist and bowing his body, as if he was still stepping on solid ground at this time.

The sword in Su Wen's hand looked very dull because it was wrapped in cloth, and it was stained with gluttonous blood that had not yet coagulated.

But the moment he pulled the long sword out of his waist, a faint murmur seemed to sound in the air.

"Boom!"

This is not the sound of a sword unsheathed, just the sound of Su Wen drawing a sword.

The next moment, Su Wen's figure turned ninety degrees in the air, and the sword in his hand, from top to bottom, stabbed out at an extremely awkward angle.

The long sword landed accurately on Pu Lao's upper lip, as heavy as a mountain, and with a bladeless momentum, it actually pierced its upper lip with a bloody hole!

Then, the heavy blade smashed the barbed teeth of Pu Lao, passed through its tongue, and blasted a large hole in its lower lip.

At this point, the long sword in Su Wen's hand was like an embroidery needle, easily sewing Pu Firm's lips and tongue together, and never separated.

Pu Lao's mouth couldn't open, and it couldn't roar loudly anymore.

Su Wen's body had not yet landed, and his left hand had already taken out an ink pen from his sleeve and wrote the song "Swordsman" that he was best at on the paper.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried. Show you today, who has injustice!"

The pen-shaped symbol on Su Wen's wrist has not yet been extinguished, and the inkstone symbol has already lit up.

Poetry and books are both famous!

So there was another sword in Su Wen's left hand, although this sword was generated by talent, the sword body was not half a tael, and Su Wen had never practiced a left-handed sword, but at such a close distance, it was still a very easy thing to pass it through Pu Lao's eyes.

It was so easy that before he even had time to let out a pre-death whimper, he had already fallen to the ground heavily, becoming a meaningless corpse.

Su Wen stood up calmly, withdrew the long sword from between Pu Gong's lips, shook off the blood stained on it without paying attention, and without taking a moment of rest, he walked towards the top of the mountain again.

After a short period of silence, someone finally couldn't help but sigh: "Not only is there an amazing literary talent, but also a sub-saint himself, perhaps, this is the future of mankind!"

When Nie heard the gunshot, he couldn't help frowning and retorted: "In my opinion, this son probably only learned the sacrificial sword by chance, and from beginning to end, I haven't seen him perform other swordsmanship, which shows that his so-called sub-saint family lineage is not true!"

Among the saints present, only Nie Yi was a martial artist, so no one could refute these words.

After all, the layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Although all of them are dignified saints, on the path of martial arts, they can indeed only be regarded as laymen.

Seeing this, Nie Yi's face became more calm, and then said: "If you talk about poetry talent, maybe Tian Yu can't catch up with Su Wen, but if you talk about kendo talent alone, a hundred Su Wen can't compare to Tian Yu!"

"The type of sacrificial sword that Su Wen learned has a great load on the body, and once it misses, it will be the end of death, and it is completely a sword move of a fighting nature. ”

"On the other hand, on Tian Yu's side, on the way to the mountain, he has already displayed no less than three complete sets of swordsmanship, each set of swordsmanship complements each other, the sword momentum and sword intent are accumulated layer by layer, the more you go to the back, the stronger Tian Yu's sword will be, even if you want to kill high-grade demonic beasts at that time!"

After a pause, Nie Yi added: "And you can find that every time Tian Yu attacks, he only uses a sword, and then slashes the enemy under the sword, what does this mean? This shows that he already has the demeanor of a grandmaster when it comes to sword control!"

Before Nie Yi's words fell, the fishing saint Jiang Shang smiled indifferently: "What Su Wen used to kill Tao Tao and Pu Jiao is also a sword. ”

Hearing this, Nie Yi flicked his sleeves and said categorically: "That's different! After all, the gluttony and pu prison we have arranged are not strong, if he meets Jianyu ...... next."

It's a pity that before Nie Yi's words were finished, someone exclaimed: "Look! Su Wen and Jairsa have encountered!"

Everyone looked along the screen, and just saw that on the image in the center, the sword in Su Wen's hand changed from the previous resolute and ruthless wind, and actually gave birth to a sense of freedom from the dust, and between the battle and retreat, he blocked the attack of Jianwei from his body, and then took advantage of the fact that his offensive was old, and with a slight touch of the long sword, it shattered Jianwei's throat bone and turned it into a cold corpse.

Nie Yi said before that Su Wen could only use one swordsmanship, so he didn't get the personal inheritance of Yasheng.

In the dark, Su Wen seemed to hear this voice from the Holy Domain, so he slapped his face on the spot.

This time, Su Wen did not use the sacrificial sword again, but replaced it with the Easy Sword created by the Sword Saint Duan Yue.

Nie Yi said before that the reason why Su Wen was able to kill with one blow was because Tao Tao and Pu Jiao were not strong enough, and if he encountered a more powerful Jianyu, he might not be able to succeed.

And this time, Su Wen still only made one sword.

What shocked the saints even more was that this time, the sword in Su Wen's hand had not yet been unsheathed.

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PS:When you see this chapter,Mo Yu has actually left Chengdu.,Yesterday's update was supported by the manuscript.,So it's released regularly.,If you have a friend to reward.,I can only wait for Mo Yu to come back and then thank you.,Of course,It may just be Mo Yu's wishful thinking.,Hehe...... (To be continued......)