This sword is a spiritual return.

But it is the inner monologue of the spirit turtle, and only without regrets and complaints can the heart be clear.

In Su's delusional mind, the spirit turtle must have a heart that is different from its ancient appearance, and his heart is clear and holy, like a mirror light, precipitating the deepest and greatest love.

Bingqing, a little cold, but not ruthless, it is precisely because there are too many feelings condensed that it seems cold.

This ice is clear, reflecting the warmth and coldness of the world, love and hatred, looking at all kinds of things in the world from the clearest angle, recording everything, and reflecting everything.

If it is a swordsmanship, how can it only be defended and not attacked?

The spiritual light returns, that is, the other side of the spirit turtle that has regrets, the side of the attack, which is not attacking and attacking, which can also be called - non-attacking.

It is undeniable that in this type of spirit turtle repentance, there are traces of Gong Jiu, just like his spirit soldiers, reflecting all attacks.

It was only after Nameless Island that Su Yu really completed the idea of this style of swordsmanship.

The reason why I haven't used it is because I have waited for it to be an arrogant sword.

Under the reflection of the spiritual light, the scorching edge shot out, just against the edge of the proud sword, the two edges converged, lit up a little light, extremely bright, the dazzling brilliance, almost as if it was public, suddenly, lit up the day, reflecting the sky into a gray.

For example, the day should be called the night.

And Su Yu, as if he had shifted his shape, just stepped back an inch.

The distance of an inch of sword blade, the sword screen in front of him, smooth as new, steady, completely erected in mid-air, without half a scratch.

It was as if it had stood an inch behind it, and had never been pierced by the blade of the sword at all.

"Use my stuff against me?" In the midst of the extreme brilliance, Proud Sword snorted coldly, and a trace of annoyance and disdain flashed in his eyes

Anger is easy to understand, and anyone who is hit by his own fist must also have resentment.

disdain, because the aura can't hurt him at all.

Don't forget, Aojian once had a very good relationship with Zhang Junbao, how could he not know the wonder of Tai Chi borrowing strength?

What's more, that scorching sword blade was proud of his own strength after all, and he understood the nature of this power.

But seeing that the proud sword was not in a hurry, Huo Ran reversed the red sword in his hand, and the sword blade spun around, swaying out a vortex red sword qi, and in an instant, the sword blade was sucked in, and then suddenly rose, like a stick of the sky, he danced and slapped it horizontally.

Since it is his own strength, it is not difficult to integrate into his own body, and the proud sword copes with it very easily, although the reflection of the aura does surprise him a little, but the matter is still in his control.

The sword qi pressed down horizontally, converging all the sharpness, showing a particularly round and heavy momentum, hitting the void and twisting wildly, as if it couldn't bear its weight, and was crushed by life.

This is a heavy sword - a bladeless heavy sword, a great ingenuity.

Under a sword, heaven and earth will be oppressed by qi, and his will is domineering, strong, and without negotiation, just like his temperament.

Proud Sword's heavy sword method, but it is also very exquisite, I don't know if he learned it from others, or if he changes in the face of the enemy, he can do it casually, but its power is really impressive.

Although Su Yu had never seen such a sword used in the sword forest, he was not very surprised.

If Ao Jian is obsessed with his magic powers, and he doesn't know how to adapt, it will be something that can surprise him.

However, not being surprised does not mean that Su Yu can ignore the heavy sword of the proud sword, his aura is shining, after all, it is only a start-up, and the most difficult thing to deal with is the attack from the heavy force.

This weakness was obviously seen by Ao Jian.

"Unbeatable!"

Su Yu flashed such a thought, Huo Ran and the sword were one, and the sword wound was used, but a crackling sound was heard in the void, as if the sword marks of the heavenly wound crossed the sky, and his figure disappeared on the spot.

"Boom!"

The crimson pillar of light struck down, and where it passed, the void collapsed one after another, and the bubbles were disillusioned, and suddenly, the traces of existence were erased.

Plain, a black and miserable white wound surfaced in the void, the fracture was smooth, and the whole showed a kind of dead white, as if it had been drained of blood, and began to stiffen, and the skin showed iron-blue dead flesh, just looking at it, it could penetrate people's hearts.

The proud sword is worthy of being the proud sword, even if it uses the method of heavy sword, it is also like a sharp weapon, cutting such traces in the void, this sharpness, but it is rare.

"Woohoo!"

After the sword light, the jagged void wound suddenly emitted a violent absorbing force, whether it was energy particles or ray short waves, they were all torn by it and sucked into it. In the void, all the material was sucked up and devoured, revealing a blue and black rock formation, and its shape was miserable, as if it had been licked by an iron tongue with a steel knife as a burr, and it was really terrifying.

"What a domineering heavy sword!"

Even though he drove away with the sword wound, Su Yu still felt a burst of heart palpitations, and just now, when he used his heavy sword, he smelled a breath from death.

It was because of this intuition that Su Yu immediately used the sword wound and avoided the edge of the proud sword.

Although he had not personally experienced the power of the heavy sword, in the heavy sword of the proud sword, Su Yu still developed a strange sense of familiarity, a sense of familiarity similar to that of his sword wound.

If he was not mistaken, when the arrogant sword swung the heavy sword, it was the void that made a vacuum, so that he had such a domineering power.

Although Su Yu likes to call the sky the void, the void is not equal to the vacuum, and the void is not nothingness, in it, it is filled with countless invisible matter and energy, such as dust, air, photons, vitality, etc., which is also very lively.

However, the sword seems to be wielding the heavy sword straight up and down, but in fact, in the process of swinging the heavy sword, it has carried out thousands of subtle operations, using the gravity to continuously squeeze and shatter the vacuum gap between the energy turbulence of the void space-Wind Injury, which eventually caused a chain reaction and squeezed an entire void.

The void was really beaten into a vacuum by him.

In the void that seems to be empty, but in fact tight, suddenly a vacuum is created, just like in the middle of a turbulent river, intercepting a section of the river, it will inevitably attract the river water backflow, vortex torrent, not good, the backflow of massive river water, but also cause the river to boil, a burst of churning, covering the shore.

It's no wonder that there is such a terrifying devouring power.

Su Yu is one with the sword, through the vacuum, to increase the speed of the sword, but the sword is different, he uses his force to shatter the void, creating a vacuum, increasing the strength of the sword. Although the forms are different, they are actually all using wind injuries, and there is no difference in their substance.

With the realm of the proud sword, I am afraid that he has already reached the realm of unity with the sword, and it is not surprising to see the wound of the wind, and the red sword in his hand is afraid that it is not weaker than the existence of the Nantian Sword in Su Yu's hand.

"It's a pity that you didn't meet the right person!" In a trance, Su Yu sighed for the sword weapon of the proud sword.

With the Rusi Sword Weapon, Ao Jian is still greedy and insufficient, and if he wants to refine the True Martial God Sword with blood, he deserves to be trapped in the bottleneck of a half-step great grandmaster.

Thinking like this, Su Yu became more and more eager when he wielded his sword, as if he had merged into the wind, and Huo Ran flew behind Ao Jian.

The white marks of the sword wound suddenly appeared, hideously bent, like a thunderbolt from the repulsion, the edge was unleashed, sharp and unparalleled, but it was necessary to penetrate...... Proud Sword.

"Ding!"

But when he heard a crisp warning, the tips of the two swords, one blue and one red, suddenly exchanged blows, and the two sparks collided with each other, and before they were dim, they were swept away by the sword wound that was swung out again, and disappeared invisibly.

I don't know where I was taken by Su Yu.

is a proud sword, although it can't catch Su Yu's movements, but relying on his extraordinary intuition, he suddenly withdrew his sword to meet him, but it just resisted Su Yu's sword weapon.

This kind of realm is by no means a coincidence.

The two of them may have different ways of applying the vacuum gap, but Proud Sword knows how to use the wound of the wind, how can he not guard against Su Yu?

Moreover, the realm of the proud sword is extraordinary, and he has already reached the realm of touch bypass, and when he knew the heavy use of wind wounds and sword wounds, he learned Su Yu's sword wounds.

The reason why he didn't use it was because he couldn't let go of the pride in his heart, just like Su Yu also learned the heavy sword method of the proud sword, but he didn't use it either.

"Crackle!"

"Ding!"

Another sword wound was drawn out by Su Yu, and a dingding sounded at the same time, almost without pause, the white mark was cut through again, disappeared suddenly, changed directions, and attacked again.

"Crackle, crackle, crackle......"

"Ding, ding, ding, ding......"

As if to test the proud sword, every other moment, Su Yu used a sword wound, the sword was fatal, the sword was tricky, and he stabbed the proud sword from various angles.

Proud Sword stood still, suddenly counterattacked, and raised his long sword casually, blocking Su Yu's sword blade, but he returned in vain.

The rapid collision of sounds is connected into one, like an eternal melody, although crisp, but always flat. Slightly more tedious.

Su Delirium, as if he is doing useless work?

But it's not for nothing!

After three hundred swords, Su Yu suddenly stopped, withdrew from the sword wound, surfaced, stared at a small hole in the proud sword's strong suit, and confirmed it again and again.

If the sword wound really didn't work against the proud sword, how could Su Yu continue?

In that way, it will only make Ao Jian look down on him, which he will not allow!

But I saw Su Yu standing quietly in the void, more than ten steps apart, staring at the proud sword, unmoving, unshakable, on him, there was neither divine light blooming, nor compelling momentum, his breath was gentle, his eyes were bright, and his smile was shallow and gentle, like a piece of warm jade.

Only his eyes were as cold as ever, and he did not recognize him because of the strength of the proud sword.

What made him never be able to let go of the mustard in his heart was still what Proud Sword did in the sword forest, not that Su was soft-hearted and couldn't see the dead, but that he did something and didn't do anything.

Between him and him, after all, they are not people on the same road, perhaps, it is most appropriate to describe the two of them as different in the way.