The master and apprentice are each fighting for themselves.

Su Chen was like a ghost, wandering among the ten thousand cultivators with a sword in one hand, and every time he swung his sword, he could kill an immortal master.

Wu Di had already jumped up, and with the help of an eight-foot red coffin, he fought with the forty-eight monks in mid-air.

This was the first time that the master and apprentice fought side by side, and gradually Wu Di also remembered how strong Zhao Kang told Su Chen at the beginning, fighting the two-star Immortal Emperor Yi Lingqiu with his own strength, and in the end, it was all the elders of the Corpse Immortal Sect who participated in the battle before he would take it.

"It is not for nothing that hundreds of thousands of monks in Qingzhou call him a madman. Wu Di peeked at his master Su Chen from time to time, but he didn't actually want to see Su Chen's strength, he couldn't let go of Su Chen in his heart.

After all, Su Chen, who was at war with Wan Xiu below, was no longer the Su Chen of Qingzhou.

There was a seal laid by Yi Lingqiu in his body, and his cultivation was suppressed to the three-star immortal king, and he had little chance of winning a battle with ten thousand immortal masters.

Moreover, Su Chen soaked in the pool for thirty-five days, and almost lost his consciousness, and his soul must have been extremely injured. Although Su Chen had swallowed fifty grains of immortal rice and soul nourishing pills in one bite just now, he could only relieve his urgent needs.

"Boy, you always regard you as a teacher, are you worried that I will drag you back?"

Su Chen's sword was withdrawn from an immortal master's body, and with a wave of his hand, he shook off the blood droplets on the sword, raised his head and smiled faintly at Wu Di, and then said, "If you think like that, you are underestimating the strength of the old man." Next, let you see, why the old man is called Su Crazy. ”

Su Chen suddenly threw the sword in his hand into the air, pinched the trick in front of him with both hands, and when his mouth was broken and muttered, he saw that the sword in mid-air turned into ten, and then ten into hundreds, and then into a thousand swords with a hundred.

"Fall!"

With Su Chen's roar, he saw that the thousands of swords above were like a rain of swords, instantly stabbing towards the thousands of immortal masters below.

The screams are incessant.

But all the Qian Xiu who was stabbed by the sword died instantly.

The nine thousand immortal masters who were besieging them trembled and couldn't help but retreat one after another.

The ninety-seven immortal kings in the sky above opened their eyes wide, and looked at Su Chen who was laughing below in disbelief, and their eyes showed deep jealousy.

Sun Hui, who was meditating on the shore to heal his wounds, swallowed his saliva, and after coming back to his senses, his eyes rolled around, and then he took out three pills from the Qiankun bag, quickly threw them into his mouth, closed his eyes, and recovered the wound of Wu Di's punch before.

Wu Di took a deep breath, he had just mastered Su Chen's moves, which he had seen when he was fighting with Qin An, the head of the Tiangang faction.

Although Su Chen's cultivation was suppressed to the three stars of the Immortal King, which was only two stars higher than Qin An's cultivation at the beginning, Qin An still had no comparison with Su Chen.

This is not surprising, Su Chen is an old monster who has lived for eight hundred years, and he has learned the exercises and swordsmanship to the point of perfection, which can be said to be extremely thorough, as long as there is enough aura, even with the cultivation of the three stars of the Immortal King, it is enough to kill the monks of the six stars of the Immortal King in an instant.

"Boy, have you seen it? Look at the thousand swords again, but they haven't dissipated, so I ask you if you're convinced?" Su Chen smiled and looked up at Wu Di.

Wu Di glanced at the thousand swords that rose into the air again, and then looked at Master Su Chen, and a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He didn't say anything, because the thousand swords had changed from before, and the sword body had obviously shrunk a lot, and it had become transparent and seemed to show signs of dissipation. And Su Chen's forehead also saw beads of sweat, shortness of breath and even paler.

"What? Still not convinced?"

Su Chen's words fell, and his right hand pressed down suddenly, only to see a thousand swords fall in the air again.

It's a pity that the nine thousand immortal masters are obviously on guard, but more than eight hundred monks still die under the rain of swords.

After killing more than eight hundred cultivators again, most of the thousand swords disappeared in an instant, Su Chen's face was even paler, and his body shook slightly.

"Alas, I have to take it, it's really old. ”

Su Chen didn't ask Wu Di again, sighed lightly and grabbed it with his right hand, only to see the sword fly in an instant.

"But even if I, Su Chen, am really old, it's not something you immortal masters can bully. ”

Su Chen's eyes widened in an instant, he raised his left hand and bit his index finger, smearing the squeezed blood on the body of the sword, only to see that the sword suddenly released a red light, as if spiritual, it instantly broke away from Su Chen's right hand, and flew around him when he was born two, two and four, and four and eight .......

In the blink of an eye, there were more than 3,000 swords around Su Chen, and as he roared and pushed out with both hands, he saw that the more than 3,000 swords shot in all directions, and as a large number of immortal masters fell to the ground, the coffins suspended on the stone walls on both sides fell by bumps and fell, and the coffins were broken and the corpses rolled down, piling up more than three meters high under the stone walls.

"A bunch of waste! Don't you all have heads? Do you think that Su Chen's cultivation has been suppressed to the third star of the Immortal King, which is what you group of immortal masters can control? Why don't you release your respective corpses?" On the shore, the meditating old woman Sun Hui yelled at the thousands of immortal masters.

Looking at the thousands of immortal cultivators again, he hurriedly stepped back and sat cross-legged, and the moment his hands pinched in front of him, he only heard the coffins suspended on the stone walls on both sides explode with a bang, and an expressionless corpse spirit flew out and rushed straight in the direction of Su Chen.

The old woman Sun Hui raised her head again, glanced at the forty-eight immortal kings who had never been able to catch Wu Di, and a heavy snort came from her nose.

"You are also a waste! are also immortal kings and five-stars, and after a quarter of an hour, they still can't catch that little cub. ”

"Hmph, Elder Sun, you are the Seven-Star Immortal King, haven't you been hit hard by this person's punch?" Among the forty-eight people, an old man replied with a calm face and an angry snort.

"Noise!"

Sun Hui stood up angrily, looked at the old man, and his eyes released a little anger.

"If it weren't for his sneak attack, how could I be injured, old woman?"

Sun Hui looked up at the forty-nine immortal kings blocking the exit, and shouted again: "Don't look at the excitement, the forty people immediately went to the battle to capture the little cub, and the remaining nine went to assist the immortal master." You must know that once the casualties are too great, what punishment the sect master will inflict on you, you know best. ”

The forty-nine people frowned, and instead of looking at the old woman Sun Hui, they all looked at the old man in mid-air, as if asking the old man for meaning.

The old man narrowed his eyes, snorted angrily at the old woman Sun Hui below, and then nodded at the forty-nine people above.

With the permission of the old man, the forty-nine people suddenly stepped on the coffin and hurried down, and nine of them rushed towards Su Chen.

Killing nearly five thousand immortal masters in a row consumed a large amount of Su Chen's spiritual energy, and at this moment, his legs were trembling, and his dodge speed was greatly reduced, and he no longer had the courage of Fang Cai.

But Su Chen was still insisting, holding the sword and retreating while fighting, but there were too many corpses rushing towards him, and he couldn't kill them all, and with the help of nine five-star immortal masters, Su Chen no longer had the strength to fight back.

In less than a minute, the right fist of a five-star immortal king hit him in the chest, and Su Chen suddenly slammed into the stone wall on the north side like a kite with a broken line, and after landing on the ground, several mouthfuls of blood spurted out one after another, and he couldn't stand anymore.

Above, Wu Di's complexion changed instantly, and he knocked a middle-aged man back with a punch, stepped on the red coffin with his right foot, and rushed straight to Su Chen under the stone wall on the north side.