The black iron bow was pressed down inch by inch, and the huge force was bound by the young man, enveloping the airspace, and pressing down, the void was crushed inch by inch, gradually consolidating, and the more inside, the more obvious the degree of collapse, and the greater the density.

In just a moment, the most central position is compressed into a piece of substance.

The wind was quiet for a moment, and between square inches, everything was frozen into a piece of frozen amber, the breeze was not blowing, and the dust was stagnant in the air, as if time had been pressed and paused.

No, the wind is not still, what is still is the air flow of this area, it is this airspace, but with the ferocity of the wind outside, the wind is wanton, and it cannot shake the place.

It's immovable, solid as if it was made of molten steel, and no matter how time changes, time passes, and it doesn't want to change half a minute.

In the still airspace, Rao is Su is extraordinary ability, and he was also oppressed by the stagnation of qi and blood, and his breathing stopped—in this stagnant airspace, he could not absorb the breathable air at all.

But he laughed again.

Yes, Su Yu laughed again, laughing inexplicably, and even a little nervous, obviously at a disadvantage, he didn't think about how to deal with it, but was busy laughing, this is not a neurosis.

But he had to laugh, because it occurred to him that he had inadvertently made the boy angry again—wasn't the reason why the boy jumped on a high place because he was robbed of the upper hand and became angry?

And what could be happier than making the same person angry twice in a row?

At least Su Yu didn't think there was, he felt very satisfied.

The next moment, Su Yu's body shook slightly, violently drumming up qi and blood, shaking muscles and bones, but in the void there was a burst of thunder-like rumbling sounds, like a torrent, like a tiger roaring, more like a continuous dry thunder, the mountains called a tsunami.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to be shattered, as if a peerless demon was about to break out of the seal and come to this world.

Even though the young man had an extraordinary physique, he was shocked by Su Yu's sudden burst of momentum, and there seemed to be a flash of white light in front of him.

"Not good!"

The young man was startled, endured the discomfort of his senses, and shot his gaze, but it happened to face an oncoming wind blade, straight and narrow, extremely thin and thin, and between the thin seams, a faint brilliance could be faintly seen.

It was the sword light reflected when the Nantian Sword was rapidly swinging.

This sword was extremely fast and light, it was caused by Su Yu's instant explosion of musculoskeletal power to quickly cut down a sword, and under the sword blade, it cut through the air and tore the airflow.

This is a pure external skill, also known as physical art, which has extremely high requirements for the physical body, not only requiring strong explosive power, but also resisting the power that can tear the flesh and blood generated at extreme speed.

The flying wind blade was completely a tyrannical air current, and then it was forcibly restrained between the lines by Su Yu, and used it to cut through the blockade of the young man.

This wind blade can also be called sword qi, although it is not transformed by true power.

This sword is the opposite of the blow that the young man slashed, and it is extremely fast against the force, as if Su Yu is still fighting with the young man.

The young man wanted to use physical skills to subdue Su Delirium, why didn't Su Delirium want to defeat him with physical skills?

"What a wicked man, how can I lose to you?" A hint of red flashed in the young man's slightly narrowed eyes, as if he had started a real fire because of Su Yu's "repeated" provocations.

God is pitiful, since he met Su Yu, he has been repeatedly "confronted", and I don't know which life he has fallen into?

Didn't you just go to the river to get water once, and you knew that drinking water would be unlucky, so you didn't drink water.

The young man pursed his lips, his eyes were shining, and suddenly he danced horizontally, and the iron bow danced into a blooming flame, and Huo Ran exploded the air current, and only black light was seen surging in the sky, surging like a tide.

Boom Boom!

The domineering air pressure swayed wantonly, the strength flew away, and the horizontal pressure was six, pushing the air to rumble and oppress, like a hill smashed down from the void, to crush the world.

Under the pressure of the air, I saw a white light shining, wantonly splitting, rushing up a dazzling light, where I passed, the void sneered, the black light was annihilated like fireworks, and the momentum was so strong that it seemed to divide the world.

The two fought in the air, hitting the void until the void shook, and the air flow overflowed, like a needle like a mang, like a storm of sword blades, within ten zhang, all into powder.

This battle is complicated to say, in fact, everything only happens between breaths, and with the fall of the boy, the battle in the air has also come to an end.

Rumble!

However, the battle has become more dangerous.

There was still a foot away, and the two of them pounced on each other, and at the same time launched a hand-to-hand fight.

Woohoo Woo!

Countless sparks shined, swords and bows slashed continuously, the two were entangled into a ball, one was fast to fight, shot like lightning, pierced through the air quickly, and the move could kill people, and it was really experienced and spicy;

Only after a short handover can you see the difference between the two: at the beginning of the fight, the young man was still slightly at a disadvantage; after three or two breaths, he was able to play vigorously, sometimes attacking, and no longer blindly defending; after thirty moves, the two of them were even, and Su Yu could no longer suppress him.

The qualifications of the teenager are really terrifying!

In a moment, the two of them showed countless tricks, or fast thunder, or heavy and vast, just like the clouds on the horizon, the clouds opened and dispersed, showing endless beauty.

Although the artistic conception of the two shots is different, their essence is the same, and the shots are only based on their minds, and they hit randomly, without thinking about the brain at all.

Like them, the moves are all murderous, and there is no time to think about how to make moves in the mind, so they can only rely on their keen intuition to make a move, and they need to be decisive when they make a move, and they can be hateless without regrets.

Otherwise, the negligence between thoughts can make the other party drill a hundred and eighty holes in himself, even if there is a lingering hatred, I am afraid that he will have to wait for the next life to vent.

In the midst of the battle, he saw Su Yu stepping on the Nine Palaces, moving sideways in the void, stepping on the void and exploding, and lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, exploding into a ring of air explosions. At his feet, endless ripples rippled and spread, like a giant blade swinging sideways, instantly cutting off the only intact tree.

This kind of body technique is a skill that Su Yucai learned from the young man, controlling the strength within a certain range, relying on the instantaneous force, stepping the air on the ground solidly, and leaping with strength.

If not, the boy didn't have wings, so why walk in the void?

His body is the same as his skill in slashing the iron bow.

"Hmph!" As if despising Su Yu's stealing teacher, the young man suddenly snorted, with a somewhat nasal voice, seemingly a little disdainful, and seemed to be a little arrogant.

If it weren't for Su Yu's extraordinary ear power, I am afraid that he would not have been able to hear a simple nasal voice, which contained such complex emotions.

In the next moment, the young man suddenly took a step closer, and the iron bow swung horizontally, slashing the Mo knife, drawing a pitch-black moon wheel.

At the edge of the moon wheel, there is a crystal brilliance, pure and flawless, like jade, gentle and moving, but it exudes a terrifying aura - it is the sharp edge of the young man.

This slash is silent, but it is even more terrifying, because it has already collected its edge.

What a young man, unknowingly, has grown to this point, and has begun to comprehend his martial arts artistic conception.

At this moment, the young man's wrist shook imperceptibly, and the bowstring on the iron bow suddenly fell off, turning into a poisonous whip and suddenly whipped away.

The bowstring twisted with immersion gold iron, reflecting the luster of dark gold, inexplicably touches people's hearts, a little ghost, just like the morning star on the horizon, when the moon falls and the sun is hidden, it robs the brilliance of the sky, and the endless glory is all for himself.

The ghostly light flickered, incredibly fast.

It turned out that not only did Su Yu steal the skills of the young man, but the young man also learned different skills from Su Yu.

The young man is by no means a stunned man, and he also knows how to be flexible, no, he not only secretly learned the skills of others, but also learned to hide a hand, waiting for this sudden blow, and he wanted to return the favor to the other in his way.

At the critical moment, Su Yu's palm loosened, and he suddenly took the long sword out of his hand, and it was between himself and the bowstring, but the person pounced.

But he saw that his right hand was in a palm, and his left hand grasped the claw, and the palm was like a knife, cutting into the void on the right, and the claw was like an eagle, and he grasped the iron bow.

Bite!

With a clear sound, a little spark suddenly popped out of the void, and the long sword successfully knocked the bowstring away, and at this time, Su Yu's eagle claw also grabbed the young man's right rib.

The young man's face did not move, and he was about to change his shape, when a chill suddenly appeared in his heart. That is, the palm knife from Su Yu.

It turned out that when Su Yu threw the long sword, a glimmer of aura flashed in his heart, and with this glimmer of aura, he successfully captured the fighter plane and predicted the young man's movements.

Such a flash of inspiration is not due to luck, but to the profound accumulation of thousands of battles, and the combat instinct accumulated by countless experiences.

The young man's qualifications are not outstanding, and his combat power is also very strong, but he may not have such experience as Su Yu, after all, Su Yu is an "old monster" with the appearance of a teenager.

Some things, after all, still need to be polished by time before they can really settle down.

Like a pearl, until the accumulation of time, it will always be an inconspicuous grain of sand, no different from its countless companions lying on the beach.

Whether or not a pearl is born in a shell is only a necessary but not sufficient condition for the achievement of a pearl.

The two of them seem to be different in physical skills, and a small advantage can often determine the outcome and reverse the entire battle.

The young man accidentally fell into the stunned situation of advancing and retreating, and was immediately seized by Su Yu, pressing step by step, even killing and beating, and slashing around the young man.

There is no sword in the hand, but the arm is a sword, the leg is also a sword, and the self is also a sword, and everything is a sword.

This is the realm that Su Yu has already reached, although it is simple to say, but only the teenager who faced Su Yu's ferocious blow knows how terrifying it is.

"Bell", "Bell", "Bell"

Like a metal collision, and like the sound of a wooden leather blow, the young man was slashed by Su Yu again and again, and he was beaten back step by step, stepping on the void inch by inch, and it collapsed inch by inch, like powder.

His figure was unstoppable, and he was pressed down little by little.