As soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar!

Despise!

Extreme contempt!

Many monks looked at Su Zimo's eyes, as if they were looking at a dead man.

In the eyes of the sword without a trace, a wave of anger swelled first.

But then, he suddenly laughed, looked at Su Zimo and nodded repeatedly, and said, "Very good, this is the edge that sword cultivation should have!"

"The more you are like that, the more I appreciate it. ”

At this time, Jian Wuxian still didn't realize who he was talking to.

In other words, the monks in the entire Fengyun City didn't know the true identity of this man in green shirts!

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Su Zimo can fight head-on with middle-level demons.

A middle-level demon is equivalent to a cultivator in the realm of returning to the void!

And the sword is without a trace, although it is the third on the vision list, but it is still the Yuanying Zhenjun!

Moreover, this vision list has just ended, and his cultivation realm is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant!

Not to mention, today's Su Zimo has cultivated to the peak of the late Yuan Infant period.

Even a hundred years ago, when Su Zimo had just stepped into the Yuanying Realm, there was no trace of the suppression sword!

Jian Wuxian said slowly: "This way, let's have a fight." If you can take me three swords, I'll let you out of here. ”

After a pause, the sword disappeared without a trace and continued: "If you can't catch it, follow me honestly, and you won't disobey my will in the future!"

"Three swords, that's enough. ”

"Yes, with the combat power of the sword without a trace, if he shoots with all his strength, the fourth on the vision list may not be able to catch his three swords!"

"This green-shirted monk will definitely lose. ”

Everyone thought that the bystanders were clear, and there was a lot of discussion.

The Flying Feather Sect monk looked at the man beside him and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, what do you think of this bet?"

"The sword without a trace is very fast, and the three swords are ......"

Wu Tianyu shook his head slightly, and said, "In the Yuanying Realm, there are probably no more than ten people who can catch his three swords!"

Wu Tianyu and Jian Wuxian are people in the same vision list and know each other.

He has an extremely high opinion of the sword without a trace!

The Flying Feather Sect monk said: "In this way, that green-shirted monk will definitely lose! These ten people mentioned by Senior Brother are definitely the top powerhouses in the Yuanying Realm, and they are famous all over the world, and this person is obviously not among them. ”

"Hmmm......"

Wu Tianyu groaned: "It's hard to say, I always feel that this green-shirted monk is unfathomable, and it's not simple. ”

The Flying Feather Sect monk disagreed, and said, "Senior brother, don't forget, this person is a sword cultivator, and once he fights, he will inevitably be suppressed by the sword without a trace." He can't win this gamble!"

......

On the long street, Nangong Ling, Liu Hanyan, and Ruxuan looked worried, and they were all spreading the word to Su Zimo, don't take this gamble!

Once they lose, their junior uncle will become someone else's follower, and neither they nor Bailianmen can bear it.

What's more, Nangong Ling and the others really couldn't see Su Zimo having any hope of winning.

"How, dare you bet?"

Jian Wuxian looked confident and asked with a smile.

"Hahahaha!"

Su Zimo looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "You can bet! However, you don't need any three swords, in front of me, if you can pull out the sword, even if I lose!"

When the words fell, Qunxiu was stunned!

Near the long street, there is no sound!

This is said to be extremely arrogant, but when everyone listens to it, they feel a kind of empty eyes and a shocking spirit!

Who would dare to say such a thing in front of a sword without a trace?

At the top of the vision list this time, does Ye Tiancheng dare?

No. 2 on the anomaly list, do you dare!

The Yuanying True Monarch of the Heavenly Desolate Continent, if there is one, who would dare?

But someone dares!

"You!"

The sword narrowed his eyes without a trace, and the cold light surged.

This time, he was really angry, and said coldly: "You, so bold......"

"Kill!"

Before Jian Wuxian finished speaking, he was interrupted by Su Zimo with a loud shout!

Vocal range secret art, thunder sound kill!

After cultivating the "Purple Electric Technique", the power of Lei Yin Killing is even stronger than before.

The monks who were watching nearby felt a tremor all over their bodies, the ground trembled, and sand and stones flew up.

You can imagine what kind of impact the sword directly opposite has withstood without a trace!

This shout, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, exploded in the ears of the sword without a trace, shaking his ears buzzing and his scalp tingling!

But it is not easy for the sword to kill the third place on the anomaly list.

He has a lot of experience in fighting and fighting, and he has already realized at the first time that this is Su Zimo's burst of sound range secret technique!

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The sword ran without a trace, and there was a sound of sword qi clanging in the body!

Among the major super sects on the Heavenly Desolate Continent, some of the body refining sects are extremely famous, such as the Xianmen Liuli Palace, the Demon Gate Overlord Palace, and the Buddhist Gate King Kong Temple.

In fact, the Sword Sect's alchemy technique is also extremely strong!

Quenching the flesh with sword qi, in the process of continuous tearing and repair, tearing and repairing, the flesh and blood become extremely powerful, and the edge is revealed!

The physical body of the Sword Sect cultivator, cultivated to the limit, will be mixed with the edge of the sword qi in the qi and blood.

Your fingers are like swords, and with a wave of your sword fingers, you can cut off the sharp weapons of the gods!

The sword ran without a trace, and just after eliminating the negative impact of the thunder sound kill, he felt that in front of him, a cyan figure had been crushed!

"Look for death!"

The sword sneered without a trace, and he was about to pull out the long sword on his shoulder with his backhand!

This action of drawing a sword was all too familiar to him.

It can be said that after worshipping the Sword Sect, the first swordsmanship to practice is how to draw a sword!

Even in his sleep, even if he is confined to the six senses, the sword can be pulled out as soon as possible.

It has become his instinct!

However, his long sword had just been pulled out halfway, and it was pressed back by a pair of big hands!

Airplanes!

The sound of the sword roared just before it stopped abruptly!

The sword is in its sheath!

He's fast.

Su Zimo is faster!

The green shadow flickered, Su Zimo had already deceived him, and the distance between him and him was not close!

Bang! Bang!

In desperation, the sword was without a trace, and he could only fight with Su Zimo with his bare hands!

But then, Jian Wu's face changed greatly, and he almost couldn't bear it anymore, and he exhaled in pain!

Su Zimo's physical body is too strong!

The fists and palms of the sword struck as if they were hitting the cold, hard rock.

After three or two moves, his hands were already purple and blue!

At this distance, there was no trace of the sword, and there was no chance to condense the law.

Su Zimo's offensive is as dense as rain, suffocating!

The sword clenched his teeth without a trace, his eyes were red, regardless of Su Zimo's palm, he pulled out the long sword on his shoulder with his backhand, ready to lose both!

But Su Zimo's palm slashed at his chest, and then stepped forward and slapped him on the shoulder!

Cangchang!

The long sword had just come out of its sheath, and it was slapped back by Su Zimo's palm again!

"You ......"

The sword was so angry that he trembled, but he couldn't do anything.

He kept retreating, trying to pull out the space and pull out the long sword, but Su Zimo pressed forward step by step, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and didn't give him any chance at all!

In the blink of an eye, the two sides have exchanged dozens of moves!

During this period, Jian Wuxian wanted to pull out the long sword several times, but was blocked back by Su Zimo!

And his own hands and arms, under the collision with Su Zimo, were already red and swollen, almost broken!

Despair!

In the heart of the sword without a trace, there is only a piece of despair left!

There is simply no chance of a counterattack!

If he continues to fight, his long sword will not be drawn, and the bones in his body will be shattered alive!

There had never been a fight, and he had fallen into this situation, and he had lost so completely!

Suppress!

Crush all the way!

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