From the place where Zhao Qi'er and Su Cheng met to the top of the mountain, it was only a few miles away, and Su Cheng had already brewed to the extreme, and it did not weaken in the slightest because of the distance of these few miles, and on the contrary, it had a posture of going up and wanting to break through the cage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sioux City!"

Reaching the peak, it seemed to be a huge sun, and Sioux City, which emitted enough brilliance, was immediately discovered by all the people at the peak, Dongfang Ming spoke directly, and there was a trace of expectation in his words!

And when Su Cheng looked at Dongfang Ming's words, everything in his eyes made the reality in Su Cheng's body more intense, and he was more on the verge of breaking through the boundary.

Dongfang Ming, Zhao Wude!

At this moment, most of the body was covered with blood, and the dragon's tongue and the giant knife were thrown at random, leaning on the feet of the stone giant brewed by ten thousand flowers, the two lost their original luster and breath, as if they were two mortal irons, quietly waiting for the fate of decay.

The knife is the foundation of the knife and the life of the sword!

Dongfang Ming and Zhao Wude were robbed of their swords, that is, they took away the roots of both!

Even if Su Cheng and Dongfang Ming and Zhao Wude are not good friends, both of them are sad about Su Cheng, and even want to live Su Cheng's life, but they belong to the outer sect!

"In Lower Sioux City!"

The high fighting spirit did not weaken in the slightest, Su Cheng did not directly answer Dongfang Ming's words, but looked at the man standing in front of the stone giant, "Please fight!"

He never bent over, never saluted, and when facing the disciples of the Inner Sect, Su Cheng did not show any respect, even if he said the word "please", there was no meaning of the request in it!

"What do you want to challenge?"

Without any dissatisfaction with Su Cheng's rudeness, the man looked at Su Cheng, and a smile appeared on his original old-fashioned face, "Spell?"

"Su Cheng, your magic attainments are no more than ......"

"Senior Brother Dongfang, this is Wanhua Brew!"

directly took out a wine jug that was lifted in his hand and handed it to Dongfang Ming, which also made Dongfang Ming's words stop abruptly!

Full of doubt, then full of disbelief.

"Ten Thousand Flowers?"

"I've already drunk a drop and can't take it again anytime soon!"

didn't let Dongfang Ming say anything more, Su Cheng directly stuffed the wine jug into Dongfang Ming's hand, and this action also means that Su Cheng gave Dongfang Ming the distribution right of all Wanhua Brew!

At this moment, no matter how strong Dongfang Ming's self-control is, he has fallen into a sluggish situation for no reason!

Not to mention that what Su Cheng took out turned out to be Wanhua Brew, which represented the spirit wine that could enter the Inner Sect and also be able to enter the Immortal Mansion, how unbelievable such a fact was,

Let's just say that at this moment, when Su Cheng took out the Wanhua Brew, it means that the Wanhua Brew behind the stone giant is completely fake, so the root cause of the hard fight and the fight for so long is actually just a trick.

But the trick is ......

"Su Cheng, since you have already obtained Wanhua Brew, you can't fight again!"

Instantly came back to his senses, and Dongfang Ming shouted.

It's just that Dongfang Ming's sentence actually covers up another layer of meaning, "If you fight, victory will break the psychological shackles, and the future will be smooth, but once defeated, self-confidence will be greatly hit, if the mind is not strong enough, maybe it will collapse!"

This is a fact that cannot be ignored, let alone ignored!

For example, at this moment, Dongfang Ming and Zhao Wude, the knife they carried with them was snatched and trampled on at will, such a fact may forever become the shadow of Dongfang Ming and Zhao Wude.

Therefore, at this moment, Dongfang Ming spoke out, but he was not willing to let Su Cheng take risks at all, after all, there was almost no chance of winning this battle.

But even if Dongfang Ming spoke out, Su Cheng still didn't stop at all, step by step, and there was not even a slight pause.

"Spell, Big Day!"

The northern knife was unsheathed, with a golden light flashing, and it had just broken through to the strength of the fifth layer of qi refining, and Su Cheng's body seemed to be filled with endless spiritual power, which urgently needed to be released and vented.

"There are three styles in the big day, but that's just the most basic, if you can't even get rid of these three styles, it's better not to use them!"

Even though he had seen Su Cheng take out the Wanhua Brew just now, it seemed that he had known such a fact for a long time, and the man did not show a surprised look, and he did not even intend to stop and snatch the Wanhua Brew.

But when Su Cheng held the knife and spoke, the smile on the man's face was even stronger!

"Great day, Juggernaut!"

As if he didn't see the man's smile, Su Cheng whispered, and the golden light exploded, as if the gods had descended on the earth, enveloping him in endless majesty, and he needed to make all things surrender and surrender to his absolute domination.

The knife is out, and Sioux City is in a trance!

"Yes, it's good to break through the shackles of the spell itself and get rid of the spell itself, but this is just the beginning!"

With a light drink, the golden light completely retreated, and the edge that could pierce the entire mountain forest disappeared!

"Come again!"

When the golden light completely dissipated, the man continued to stand in front of Su Cheng, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power around his body, giving people the impression that the man was blocking Su Cheng's spell with just his own body.

"Break the army, break the mountains and rivers!"

Not the slightest discouraged by the strength of the man, Su Cheng swung the knife, and there was a golden light gathering on the blade, extremely bright, turning white.

Such a little white mang, released in an instant, hit the man directly.

Silently, compared to the previous spells, this blow from Su Cheng seemed to have no power at all!

"To break the army, there is one style, and there should only be one style, there is no need to detach, but once it is detached, the power is ten times greater!"

Seeing Su Cheng's spell sound, the man stretched out his right hand, opened his five fingers, and darkness appeared, facing Su Cheng's spell.

White and black collided, silently, and after a moment, the two disappeared completely, as if the white light and darkness had never appeared.

"Wind Death, Endless!"

The wind rises and is born out of thin air.

A wave of sadness rises, piercing the depths of people's hearts, and the whole mood is plunged into sorrow, like autumn coming in an instant, depression and silence, all there!

"Spell Wind Death, for the sword man, is really not a good choice, but ......"

With a wave of his sleeves, the wind raged, instantly blowing away the feeling of sorrow, and also blowing away the spell of Sioux City!

What a terrifying strength, what a terrifying understanding!

Grabbing the wine jug in his hand, Dongfang Ming did not immediately go to drink, but looked at Su Cheng, and when the latter continued to use the spell, he was surprised.

Of course, such surprise was only for Sioux City, not for the breezy man.

Able to shock the entire outer sect disciples with the power of one person, whether it is the attainment of magic or the mellowness of spiritual power, or the murderous battle, or the pure skill of fighting, no one in the entire outer sect can compare with it, and it is impossible to even look at it slightly.

But this Sioux City ......

His pupils shrank slightly, "This should be the twelfth spell, right?!"