"The Eighteen Swords of Wind and Cloud!"
Feng Jian shouted loudly, and the agile and elegant figure spun around. A sword flew up and down, and the whole body was filled with sword shadows, blowing towards Su Yun like a tornado.
Hua Hua Hua... The sword's intent was intense and swift and invisible.
Su Yun stepped back, holding the Qianyuan and Death Swords in both hands, and danced in the air. The flying swords spinning around him immediately moved away, surrounding them, and began to assassinate.
The sound of tinkling clangs kept ringing, and a large number of sparks and windy breath spread out from Fengjian's side.
If Xiang Li is famous for his brute force, then Fengjian is famous for his speed and skill. Every sword he makes is as fast as a whirlwind, and every move is exquisite. This is a truly powerful person with great cultivation. He was really honest. If he was against Feng Jian, he could rely on his superb body skills and speed to defeat Su Yun. When Tian Qing's power dissipated, he would directly attack and kill Su Yun. Su Yun would definitely be unable to parry.
It's just that the current situation is different. Feng Jian has no time to delay. He must deal with Su Yun as quickly as possible to avoid long nights and endless dreams. There are countless people around who want to take Su Yun's life.
In fact, from the beginning to now, many people have been wondering why only Gui Mojue has come forward since Huaxin Valley appeared? Why are those elders missing
do not care! !
Feng Jian's eyes condensed, and suddenly a large amount of blue light erupted from his body, and then a shiny figure suddenly appeared from his body, and fell next to Su Yun, slashing towards his neck with a sword.
Kill by clone
Su Yun was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to resist.
clang! !
The clone is extremely powerful, although not as good as the original, but still terrifying.
Su Yun used his arm strength to knock away the clone's sword, then grabbed Qian Yuan, activated the three swords, and struck three swords in a row.
Clang!
Clang! !
Clang! ! !
The power of each sword can cut the river and cut off the current. It is full of power. However, these three swords can only push back the wind sword.
"Su Yun! Take one of my moves!!"
At this time, there was a sharp shout from the side, and Wang Xianming rushed over, his breath surging.
Su Yun's expression changed slightly and he retreated sharply to avoid the sharp edge.
Although Tian Qing was mobilized, most of his own strength had been consumed by killing Xiang Li and using Shadow. He could only barely parry against the Feng Sword. If he attacked Wang Xianming, it would obviously be difficult to compete.
The masters of Zixing and the Mu family were besieged by high numbers from various sects and could not take action against them. The Huaxin Valley disciples also went out to fight one after another, but they didn't realize that they were not strong enough and could only wait anxiously from behind.
Su Yun retreated continuously, but no one came to help. After all, the Huaxin Valley side was outnumbered. Everyone was attacked from both sides. It was very difficult. If they continued, it was obvious that they would not be able to hold on for long.
"Boy, what are you still doing? Why don't you run away for your life!"
As if shocked by the fierce and turbulent atmosphere outside, Ling Qingyu's voice suddenly emerged from the sword box.
"I would have run away if I wanted to, but Qing'er is still in the valley. If I leave, she will be in trouble!"
"But you can't stand up to so many masters! If you continue, you will be killed by them!" Ling Qingyu said anxiously.
"Every point I can hold on counts, so many people are fighting for me, how can I abandon them?"
Su Yun gritted his teeth and waved his sword to resist Wang Xianming who was coming to kill him.
"You... are such an idiot!" Ling Qingyu cursed angrily and fell silent.
Wang Xianming is good at controlling the spiritual aura. He uses the extremely rare cold water aura. He can use his own power to disrupt the opponent's spiritual aura, making it difficult to release the mysterious skills, and even reducing the power of the already released mysterious skills, making them less lethal. .
With Wang Xianming's help, Feng Jian suddenly felt relaxed. He summoned his clone and blasted it into the flying sword, while he himself killed the general and killed Su Yun!
Although he has the support of Tianqing and his own cultivation is extremely strong, compared to the fighting skills and moves, Su Yun is absolutely unable to compare with Fengjian. The Fengjian's swordsmanship is weird and tricky, and the blade is sharp and quick. Although Su Yun holds two swords, But he couldn't keep up with his rhythm. After just a few encounters, Su Yun suffered three sword blows and suffered a big loss.
The spilled blood dyed the sword uniform red.
He was not afraid, and stared at Feng Jian and Wang Xianming with a cold expression, and his hands holding the swords became tighter and tighter.
"Su Yun, your consciousness and determination are very good. Under Tian Qing's urging, your cultivation has also been made up for. But there are some things that magic weapons cannot give you, and that is technology! You are just a step on You are just a person on the shoulders of a giant, you... are different from me, I am the real giant!"
Feng Jian shouted, and if the figure moved again, the killer would pass.
"giant?"
Su Yun was stunned for a moment, but soon, a smile broke out from the corner of his mouth.
Not willing to give in! Not convinced! Don't want to! accurate!
Is he laughing at himself
"I know my skills are inferior to others, but you can't deny my efforts! You can't ignore my swordsmanship!"
He continued to tap his feet and retreated. His expression did not change much, but his eyes were filled with endless solemnity and anger.
He didn't learn much swordsmanship!
But he learned it after all! And... only one person teaches!
That is Jian Lao!
Feng Jian snorted disdainfully, and with a single movement of his steps, the person came towards him instantly, so quickly that it was invisible and invisible. It was even difficult to capture the specific position. It was really like the wind, invisible and impossible to catch!
"Are you qualified to practice swordsmanship in front of me?? Come and see my unique skills!"
Feng Jian shouted and raised his sword suddenly.
At that moment, there seemed to be thousands of swords stabbing Su Yun together. The overwhelming sword shadows seemed to fill people's sight, and nothing could be seen clearly except the sword shadows.
Su Yun gritted his teeth and stared at the sword shadow with a resolute expression, not dodging or evading, as if he had made some decision!
Then he suddenly raised his death sword and struck the sword shadow fiercely. Qian Yuan in the other hand had already let go. He guided the remaining flying swords and gave up his defense against Su Yun. All rushed towards the wind sword.
At this moment, Su Yun gave up all defenses and was completely determined to fight to the death with Feng Jian! !
Feng Jian was shocked, how could he dare to trade his life with him? He quickly withdrew his moves and parried the incoming swords.
He thought it was not difficult to kill Su Yun, so how could he be so interchangeable with Su Yun
But Su Yun seemed to have figured out that Fengjian would not sacrifice his life, so he went straight over, the death sword rippled, and in conjunction with Qianyuan and Baijian, they began to attack Fengjian.
Seeing this, Wang Xianming mobilized his energy and blew a large amount of cold water breath. He opened his big mouth and blew towards it.
call! ! ! !
The cold air as cold as a knife overflowed from his mouth, making a rustling sound. The cold air was filled with moisture and hit Su Yun's body, quickly condensing into frost, trying to freeze it.
Fortunately, Su Yun was based on Tianqing, and his spiritual aura was thick and vast. Although Wang Xianming was a master, it was difficult to freeze or disturb these spiritual auras. Su Yun's body only had a shallow layer of frost. His movements became slightly slower, but it could not stop his determination to kill Fengjian.
Hundreds of swords were flying and stabbing in random directions, with no moves at all. At this moment, Su Yun also abandoned a lot of the sword skills he had learned and just slashed randomly, regardless of anything.
No need for defense, no need for moves, just like a bandit killing people.
When it comes to sword moves, those popular moves have no effect on the Wind Sword. The only one we can rely on at the moment is one move!
That was the storm sword technique that had just frightened away the wind sword!
Su Yun stared at the wind sword, and the death sword slashed randomly, opening wide gaps.
The Hundred Swords attack and kill it, but it is difficult to touch it. In terms of speed, the Wind Sword is unique. If the Hundred Swords do not rely on quantity to make up for the lack of speed, otherwise only one sword will not be able to touch the Wind Sword. .
"Have you given up yet?"
Fengjian stared at the flaw that Su Yun revealed when he slashed, a trace of contempt flashed across his eyes, and he suddenly struck out with a sword.
It was an extremely lackluster sword, with no gorgeous whirlpool or breathtaking aura. Instead, there was only a cold and bone-chilling sword path.
A sure-kill sword!
He was confident that this sword would hit.
Whoosh!
The moment Feng Jian took action, Su Yun suddenly moved.
He let go of the Death Sword in his hand, turned around, turned his back to the Fengjian, and pressed his broad back against the Fengjian's blade!
Poof!
The long sword entered the body and pierced it instantly.
Feng Jian was startled, he had no idea what Su Yun wanted to do! But at this moment, he couldn't care too much. He immediately drove the sword edge and poured in a large amount of wind breath, intending to release the breath through the sword body and tear Su Yun into pieces.
However, the powerful spiritual power given by Jun Shenli and Tian Qing was like a dam, suppressing the sword that penetrated Su Yun's body.
then…
Whoosh! ! ! ! ! ! !
Channels of transparent and white aura spurted out from Su Yun's body, instantly wrapping around the wind sword like vines and penetrating every flaw in his body.
It's as if the line of sight has been budgeted, and every key penetration is extremely precise! !
"Oops!"
Feng Jian suddenly felt something was wrong, looked frightened, and hurriedly drew his sword to leave.
Suddenly, he tried to draw the sword with his hand, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't draw the sword in his hand!
Looking again, it turned out that Su Yun actually held the edge of the sword with his bare hands, preventing the wind sword from breaking away!
He held on tightly, even if his palms bled! !
And at the moment when the wind sword slowed down, the storm sword technique swayed away!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…
"ah!!"
Feng Jian roared angrily, letting go in vain and retreating to avoid this crazy and weird sword technique.
However, his speed was finally a step slower. The sharp sword had already flown over and pierced countless skins all over his body almost instantly. A large number of blood holes appeared. The man instantly lost his fighting power and fell to the ground. He moved very quickly, avoiding vital points and not dying yet.
"Elder Fengjian!!"
The Excalibur sent people to cry out in pain.
Su Yun's face turned pale, he pulled out the sharp sword stabbed on his back and walked towards the bloody man Fengjian who fell not far away.
His eyes were filled with horrifying murderous intent, and his face was extremely ferocious.
No one expected that Su Yun was so terrifying! He did not hesitate to use himself as a bait to contain the wind sword, and then launched this terrifying killing move to kill it!
Fengjian was truly defeated unjustly! Although Su Yun's skills and moves are not as good as his, he is thousands of times more ferocious than him!
"This... what kind of trick is this?"
Feng Jian tried his best to get up, his mouth was overflowing with blood, and he said weakly.
"Storm Sword Technique!" Su Yun said calmly.
"Storm...Storm swordsmanship? Fast...so fast!!"
Feng Jian showed a pale smile: "I can see such a fast sword! I have no regrets! If I have the chance... I really want to learn..."
"I hope you will have a chance in the next life!"
Su Yun said calmly, then raised his sword, murderous intent bursting out.
Boom!
At this moment, a large number of ice flowers suddenly exploded under Su Yun's feet, and then two huge ice hands sprang out from the ice flowers and struck directly at Su Yun.
Su Yun recalled his sword urgently.
Bang!
The ice hand shattered, and Su Yun was also beaten back again and again.
At first glance, it was Wang Xianming.
He raised his hand again, and the breath of cold water rippled in his hand, and then a large amount of water vapor hit it like bullets, as many as tens of millions overwhelming the sky.
Su Yun wanted to dodge, but the range was too large, so he had to gather all the long swords in front of him and once again turned into a sword wall to resist.
clang clang clang clang…
The water vapor hit fiercely, and the sword wall trembled, and it seemed difficult to hold it for a long time.
Su Yun gritted his teeth, trying to use some spiritual energy to control Wang Xianming with his flying sword and make him stop.
His current condition is extremely poor, his body is covered with sword wounds, and most of his spiritual energy has been used up. If he fights Wang Xianming again, he will have no chance of winning.
"You so-called respectable people!! How dare you run wild in Huaxin Valley! Do you really think that Huaxin Valley is easy to bully? Where is the Poison Doctor?" Suddenly, a roar sounded.
"The disciple is here!!"
"Deport them!!"
"Yes!!"
As soon as the sound fell, a large amount of green poisonous mist blew out from the Huaxin Valley, and a large number of swift figures rushed out of the poisonous mist and rushed towards here.
They are agile in speed, strong in stature, glowing green all over, and extremely mysterious.
Then I saw him raising his hands, waving as he ran, his fingers moving wildly, and a faint flash of cold light could be seen in his palms. If you look closely, you will see that there are a lot of silver needles!
These silver needles were all pierced into the bodies of Huaxin Valley, Purple Star Academy and the Mu family, and they were pierced between their acupuncture points just right. Everyone was inexplicable, but they saw that those who were not hit by the needles suddenly became dizzy, whined again and again, and their faces changed. Twisted, as if in great pain!
"Poison doctor?"
Gui Mojue was stunned.