Zhang Cheng looked at the long sword, gently wiped the sword body, grinned and showed his white teeth, and laughed in a low voice.

The successive defeats, the gloating eyes of some people, deeply pierced his proud heart and completely ignited his anger.

He raised his head slowly, his eyes were cold, the green tendons of his right hand holding the sword were bulging, the long sword was glowing with blood, and two whirlwinds were generated at his feet, blowing the floating dust.

The next moment, the battle platform cracked and collapsed, only to see that his body was like a streamer, instantly penetrating the seven-layer light curtain, not giving Su Mo the slightest chance to sacrifice the spirit rune, and slashed at him.

Su Mo's eyes were full of golden light, reflecting Zhang Cheng's figure, his mood was stable, the yuan power in his body was like a dragon, burning the qi and blood in his chest, his hands were staggered, his right hand turned into a sword finger, pointing at Zhang Cheng's eyebrows, and his left hand transformed into a hand knife, slashing at Zhang Cheng's heart.

He is gambling, betting that Zhang Cheng, the son of a family with a promising future, does not dare or is unwilling to risk the destruction of the avenue and exchange this trick with him!

Zhang Cheng's face was hideous, his reaction was extremely sensitive, he quickly changed his strategy, changed from sweeping to oblique, blocked the sword finger with the back of his hand, and the blade of the sword cut through the robe, leaving a deep blood mark on Su Mo's body, and at the same time, Su Mo's hand knife also shattered his body protection qi, shaking his five organs trembling, and his internal injuries intensified.

However, neither of them retreated, and within a few minutes, every inch of land was the collision of the abundant Yuan Force of the two people, and the sword qi was staggered.

Zhang Cheng endured the severe pain, struck first, and bombarded Su Mo's chest with thunder, but at the same time, he was also firmly affected by the fifteen sword qi, and his face was like golden paper, so he had to mobilize his qi and blood to stabilize his body protection qi.

The thunder was furious, the robe on Su Mo's chest was torn, his skin and flesh were charred, his body was disordered, his limbs were paralyzed, and his perception was temporarily deprived.

However, Zhang Cheng is proud of himself, and Su Mo is unwilling to admit defeat for his own plan, so the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, the mad demon is general, often exchanging fists and feet, resisting each other's sword qi, going straight forward, each sword must leave scars on the other party's body, only seeking to be fast and ruthless, in the attack and bearing, accumulate their own advantages, and let the balance of victory and defeat finally favor themselves.

However, this battle is not evenly matched, with its own advantages and disadvantages, in the fight, the advantages are brought to the extreme, the shortcomings are hidden to the weak, and the potential is frantically squeezed in the severe pain.

Zhang Cheng is a pure sword cultivator, his swordsmanship is outstanding, and his sword technique is huge, but he has less experience in fighting, and under Su Mo's fearless counterattack, his internal organs are shocked, and blood oozes out of his seven orifices.

Su Mo has a double cultivation of immortal martial arts, and his physique is strong, but his understanding of the Benlei sword technique is not as good as Zhang Cheng's, and his body protection qi has been blasted away by lightning several times, and Zhou Tian's operation has been impacted, and there are not a few pieces of good meat all over his body.

However, the more unfavorable the situation, the more stable the mood of the two became, and the fighting spirit was vigorous.

After half a pillar of incense, both of them had reached the limit of what they could bear, and after slapping each other, they each staggered back and coughed up blood.

But at this moment, under the cover of the aftermath, Su Mo quietly attracted qi and blood, and used martial arts cultivation to pull the Shadow Sword that fell to the ground, dividing several strange sword qi, and stabbing at Zhang Cheng's vital point respectively.

Seeing that Su Mo was still able to fight, Zhang Cheng showed an incredible expression, and had to interrupt the pranayama, slapped the battle table with his right hand, his body spun and flew up, and with his exquisite body technique, he avoided the sneak attack of the sword qi.

However, when he had just stabilized his body, his vitality quietly transformed, and at the moment when he was ready to gather momentum again, the Shadow Sword hidden in the sword qi pierced his heart.

There was a trace of panic in Zhang Cheng's eyes, this sword seemed to be innocent, but only those who faced it directly could feel the sharp aura contained in it, if they were really stabbed, they would be seriously injured if they didn't die, and it would even affect the foundation of cultivation. However, the speed of this sword was too fast, and it happened in an instant, and there was no time to defend it.

"Huh!"

An ice pick pierced through the battle platform formation from the outside, as fast as lightning, without any disguise, and stabbed directly into Su Mo's throat!

"Shameless!"

Su Mo was so angry that he couldn't be distracted, so he had to let go of Zhang Cheng, raised his right hand, turned his palm into a claw, and took the initiative to face the ice pick, trying to stop him.

But the claw of this temporary reaction was limited in power, and it was knocked away by the ice pick, separated its fingers, pierced the palm, and stopped less than half an inch from its throat.

Zhang Cheng looked at the falling flying sword, the seriously injured Su Mo, finally woke up from the panic, the desire to fight had not yet been extinguished, the anger surged, there was no time to care, with a happy smile on his face, he stepped out, turned his left palm into a fist, and smashed it into the back of Su Mo's heart.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Su Mo's body was like a broken fallen leaf, sprinkling a puddle of blood in the air, falling to the edge of the battle platform, blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and he looked miserable.

Feng Yan frowned slightly, looked at Nangong Youfu, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Nangong, you have crossed the line!"

"The situation was critical just now, and I was worried that the sword would hurt Senior Brother Zhang's foundation, so I intervened, hoping to end this competition, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang to be angry because of a small failure, and he lost his mind for a while, and took the opportunity to seriously injure Senior Brother Su!" Nangong Youfu bowed and said: "A thousand mistakes, they are all the fault of the junior sister, although the senior sister is punished, the junior sister will never complain!"

However, the words were sincere, but there was no apology on her face.

For her, Zhang Cheng can be defeated, and he can lose ugly, but he must not be damaged in cultivation, otherwise, he will not only lose a big help in the sect, but also be difficult to explain to the Zhang family.

In the final analysis, Zhang Cheng came to power successively for her sake.

"You ......"

Feng Yan was so angry that she was about to speak, but Su Mo had already stood up and said, "Senior Sister Feng, since they want to play big, I will accompany Senior Brother." But if you accidentally make things bigger, senior sister, as the host, don't leave it alone. ”

Feng Yan's face was cloudy, she didn't expect that the temptation on a whim would evolve into this situation.

For Nangong Youfu and Zhang Cheng, she didn't want to tear her face, as the host of the banquet, she couldn't let this kind of thing happen, otherwise the blow to her prestige would be huge.

After being silent for a long time, Feng Yan chose to believe Su Mo, nodded and said, "Senior brother, just let it go!"

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Su Mo's body was full of blood, his eyes were cold, he snorted, the stone slab under his feet cracked, and he came to Zhang Cheng in an instant, and the long sword was raised high, with a piercing explosion that tore through the air, and it slashed down.

Zhang Cheng looked at Su Mo, whose momentum was soaring, his expression was solemn, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and with a wave of his sleeves, a bronze giant shield appeared above his head, with a thick and simple atmosphere.

But at the moment when the Shadow Sword slashed towards the giant shield, Su Mo suddenly threw his sword and came to Zhang Cheng's left side like a ghost, bending his fingers lightly on his eyebrows, and a ghostly light flew out.

In the dazzling brilliance produced by the collision of the long sword and the giant shield, the ghostly light rose into half a foot in the wind, and gently turned around Zhang Cheng's arm, and a puddle of blood fell with the fall of his right arm and sprayed on the battle platform.

"Ah......h

Suddenly losing his arm, Zhang Cheng first showed a dazed expression, and then let out a painful scream, but as soon as the voice came out, Su Mo smashed it on the temple with a punch, knocking him out.

The courtyard, which was originally a little whispering, was silent for a moment.

Feng Yan covered her mouth, revealing a look of disbelief.

At this moment, he understood what Su Mo said about making things bigger!

"Two Natal Flying Swords!"

Mu Lan's eyes widened, and he looked at Su Mo, who was calm, as if he knew him for the first time.

Shocked by his hidden strength, even more shocked by his ruthless methods!

The arm of a son-in-law of a family is broken when he says it's broken?

Although it is possible to continue with the use of some rare elixirs, it is difficult to completely eliminate the trauma caused to the meridians, and it will have a great impact on future cultivation!

Nangong Youfu no longer had the original indifference, Huo Ran got up, jumped onto the battle platform, walked quickly to Zhang Cheng's side, took his arm, took out several jade bottles, and smeared the medicinal powder spiritual liquid on the wound, and at the same time crossed a gentle Yuan force, carefully combing his broken meridians.

Zhang Cheng was seriously injured by this, no matter how she explained, she couldn't explain to the Zhang family, and it would be difficult to confront Feng Yan in the future at the main peak!

For the sake of today's plan, only by making the other party's injury more serious than Zhang Cheng's, and even accidentally abolishing or killing it, can we save a little face!

Her mind turned sharply, and soon, Nangong Youfu found the best way to deal with it from the unfavorable situation!

"Su Mo, no matter how strong you are or what your background is, if you dare to break my brother Zhang Shi's arm, this palace will be with you endlessly, look at the sword!" Nangong Youfujiao shouted, the ice blue sword in her hand was raised high, and thousands of ice crystals condensed, with a fierce cold wind, and rushed towards Su Mo.

Fighting, only before Feng Yan announces interference, let this competition continue, can Su Mo be entangled and give him a chance to make a mistake.

As for winning or losing, she didn't care, she believed that Su Mo dared to cut off Zhang Cheng's arm in order to please Feng Yan, but she would never dare to hurt her half a hair, and she had no chance to hurt him!

"It looks stupid, but I didn't expect it to be a drama spirit!" Looking at Nangong Youfu, who was full of killing intent and was about to overflow, Su Mo complained while pinching the trick with one hand, controlling the Shadow Sword, condensing countless sword qi in front of him, and taking the initiative to meet it.

The ice crystal sword qi collided, intertwined, and worn out each other, and it was difficult to distinguish up and down for a while, and the two figures were in the center of the battle platform, fighting together in close combat, and every time they collided, the air would explode and the battle platform would shake.

Qinglei smashed the ice pick, Su Mo and Nangong Youfu staggered by, Yu Guang glanced at the old woman in Tsing Yi under the stage, saw her waving Zhang Cheng and handed it over to the people around her to take care of, and she walked towards the battle platform, her heart was settled, her figure disappeared in an instant, and a ghostly light flashed.

"Bang!"

This time, the secluded sword, which exuded a sharp aura, was imprisoned by a deadwood-like palm before it could get close to the enemy, and no matter how much it struggled, it was useless.

"What a big dog guts, what a heavy evil spirit!"

The old woman in Tsing Yi stood in front of Nangong Youfu, her eyes flashed with a miserable green light, and her palms shook slightly, erasing the brilliance of the secluded sword.

Su Mo was hit hard, knelt on one knee, his head lowered, and drops of blood fell on the battle platform.