In Su Wen's mansion, a figure appeared, it was that young man.
He had a wooden sword pinned to his waist, and was still dressed thinly.
He stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The door of the mansion opened and looked the young man up and down. If Su Wen hadn't told him, he would have thought he was a beggar.
"Are you here to find my young master's redemption sword?" Menzi asked.
The young man nodded.
"Just wait."
After speaking, the door closed.
The young man remained expressionless, standing where he was, without changing his posture.
After a while, the door opened again, and Ningshuang appeared at the gate of the mansion.
She looked at the young man and said with a look of disgust: "You want to see my young master, you can't look like this, you stink!"
The young man looked at her and said, "I just washed it yesterday!"
Ningshuang was furious: "If I say it stinks, it stinks! Can you see my young master? Let them go and get you to change clothes! Take a bath! This is the rule in our house!"
The young man was silent for a while, and said: "You let him come out to see me, I will give him the money, and he will give me the sword. Why bother?"
"Just let you take a shower and change your clothes, why are you talking so much?"
The young man whispered: "Then I won't go in. I'll wait for him at the door. You tell him to bring a sword when he comes out."
After finishing speaking, he walked aside and stood under the big tree at the door.
His figure is a bit stooped, but he is very stable, and there are very few redundant movements in his actions.
Ningshuang was helpless, originally it was Su Wen who ordered her to find a way to get this guy to change into clothes and take a bath, and it was best to let him eat something.
But at this time, it seems that it is not enough.
Ningshuang could only go in and report.
Su Wen narrowed his eyes slightly after listening.
Zhao Jin on the side frowned and said: "This person is a bit stubborn, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to realize your thoughts, young master."
Su Wen shook his head, got up and went out, Zhao Jin quickly followed.
The door opened, Su Wen looked at the young man, and said with a smile: "You are very boring."
The young man turned his head, took out two Wen coins, and said, "I brought the money, but where is the sword?"
Su Wen rolled his eyes and said, "The price has increased now, it costs two thousand taels!"
"You..." The young man's mood finally fluctuated.
Obviously, he was still a little angry at being teased by Su Wen.
After staring at Su Wen for a while, the young man turned and left.
"You don't want the sword anymore?"
"No more!"
Su Wen said leisurely: "If you don't want the sword, then I will kill the owner of the powder stall! She will die because of you!"
The youth stopped!
He turned around and looked at Su Wen, but his eyes had completely changed at this time.
His eyes were full of cold killing intent.
Obviously, the kindness of half a bowl of noodles cannot make him accept that the boss died because of him, even if he put his sword on the stall.
Zhao Jin stepped forward and stopped Su Wen and the young man.
The young man stared at Zhao Jin and said slowly: "You are not my opponent, get out of the way, or you will die!"
Zhao Jin looked at the wooden sword on his waist and sneered, "You may not be able to win!"
In the next second, the person moved and the sword came out!
The wooden sword at his waist stabbed out almost instantly.
The momentum of youth burst out.
Like a sharp blade out of its sheath, even Su Wen can clearly feel his scattered sharpness!
Zhao Jin let out a strange cry, and curled up quickly, but when he made another move, there was already a soft sword!
As for Su Wen, he has already run away!
The two fought against each other, and the sword energy overflowed.
The gate of Su Wen's house was the first to suffer.
Almost instantly, the door of the house, including the fence, was pierced by sword energy!
When fighters of high status fight against each other, the scattered energy is no small matter.
Su Wen just wanted to try to irritate this guy who had almost no mood swings.
It's just that he didn't expect that this guy would be so tough, and he would shoot directly if he didn't agree with each other.
And Zhao Jin, who was in the battle, also felt the danger!
It was really like what the young man said, Zhao Jin was suppressed when he fought against him.
But Zhao Jin clearly felt that his cultivation level was higher than that of the young man!
You must know that the higher the level of warriors, the lower the possibility of fighting at higher levels.
No matter what Zhao Jin said, he was also a martial artist of the sixth rank, but at this time, he could not take advantage of this young man at all.
As far as the quality of true energy is concerned, Zhao Jin is superior, but the sword energy swayed by this young man is far from comparable to Zhao Jin.
The sword energy condenses and does not dissipate, as if it is real, although it is wielded by a wooden sword, it suppresses the sharp blade in Zhao Jin's hand!
"Brother Jin, don't hold back your hand! It's fine to kill me!"
At this moment, Su Wen shouted from behind.
Hearing this, Zhao Jin danced with the long sword in his hand and shouted, "Look at my God-killing sword!"
Zhao Jin's true energy burst out brazenly, and he saw sword shadows and sword energy all over the sky!
The young man responded quickly!
But with a swipe of the long sword, he found that all these sword qi were all superficial!
At this moment, amidst the sword energy, Zhao Jin raised his left hand slightly.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The sound of breaking the air sounded.
Several sleeve arrows shot out from his hand!
"jingling!"
The young man danced with his sword to protect his body, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and all the sleeve arrows were blocked.
But then!
"Boom!"
The sound of an explosion sounded.
These sleeve arrows were all equipped with detonating devices!
A secondary hidden weapon appeared from the scattered iron pieces!
This young man is really amazing, the sword qi dance is impenetrable, no matter how many fragments there are, they can't cause the slightest damage to him!
At this time, Zhao Jin bullied himself again and roared, "Look at my Demon Slayer Sword again!"
While roaring, he swung his sword and chopped down!
The young man raised his sword to meet him!
Two swords intersect!
In other words, the sword energy of the two sides intersected!
This time, Zhao Jin was not bluffing, but concentrating all his energy on the blade of the sword!
For a while, the two sides were deadlocked.
At this moment, Zhao Jin suddenly flipped his left hand, and the ring on his index finger flashed blue light!
"Spiritual Weapon—Thunderstorm!"
I saw a blue thunder burst out!
Fortunately, the young man was always paying attention to Zhao Jin's movements.
Just as he was making his left hand, he swung the long sword in Zhao Jin's right hand away with all his strength, and the wooden sword returned to defense!
The thunderbolt hit the wooden sword directly!
Finally, he was still guarded.
"Despicable and shameless! Die!"
The young man turned his head to look at Zhao Jin, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a little dizzy!
"There is poisonous smoke in the sleeve arrow!"
The youth understood in an instant.
I have been calculated!
But when experts compete, a momentary opening is enough.
Just when his figure was unstable, Zhao Jin rushed to his side, his fingers moved continuously, but in an instant, all the big acupuncture points on the young man's body were sealed.
The skill suddenly fell into a stagnation!
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jin took out several black locks from his arms and locked the boy directly.
Zhao Jin smiled proudly: "Haha, boy, if you are locked by this Yuanli lock, no matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to mobilize the true energy in your body. Come on, if you think you can defeat me with your physical strength, you can fight me!" It can be done!"
At this time, Su Wen also came out from the side, and said with a smile: "Brother Jin, it seems that the things my father got for you are really useful."