"How does he know that my Tong family has real dragon supernatural power?"
Wen Xiutao was surprised, took a deep look at Su Yun, and said: "Su Shizi, if you lose, you will pass on that sword skill to me. What if I lose? What do I need to lose to you?"
Su Yun said indifferently: "Just fair."
"justice?"
Wen Xiutao was stunned, and laughed, "How can I lose justice to you?"
He could feel that there was something wrong with this scholar named Su Yun. The true dragon magical power was a secret secret of the literary family, and he seldom used it in front of outsiders.
The literary family has a death rule, that is, before the moment of life and death, you must not use the true dragon's supernatural power!
Moreover, only the core children of the literary family know that the literary family has the "Thirteen Chapters of the True Dragon". The son is expensive by the mother, and Wen Xiutao has access to these thirteen chapters because of his mother.
He still remembered how he entered the Wen Family's Immortal Residence, saw the old god of the Wen Family, and opened the thirteen treasure scrolls under the gaze of the old god.
The old god of the Wen family only gave him three days to read these thirteen articles, and he used three days to comprehend his true dragon swordsmanship from these thirteen articles!
He originally had a low ranking in the Jiuyuan Academy of Swordsmanship, but after comprehending the swordsmanship, his cultivation strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has become a master of the Swordsmanship Academy!
"Thirteen True Dragons" is so secret that it is impossible to be known by outsiders, but Su Yun just knows it, and said that the bet is fair. This is not like an exchange between the two university palaces, but it seems to be seeking revenge!
Wen Xiutao was secretly alert in his heart, but in his heart, he really yearned for Su Yun's sword skill.
Because he faintly felt that Su Yun's achievements in that sword were still above the true dragon swordsmanship he had realized!
"Okay, I'll use fairness and bet on your swordsmanship!"
Wen Xiutao's blood circulated, and suddenly a long sword flew out from the top of his head, and then this long sword swam in the air, growing dragon scales!
When a piece of dragon scales grew from the sword, everyone present could faintly feel the breath of a dragon!
What is even more strange is that the sword full of dragon scales has its hilt turned into a dragon's mouth, the sword is like a dragon's claw, the sword's spine is like a dragon's spine, and the sword tip is like a dragon's tail!
Moreover, this sword is getting bigger and bigger, longer and longer, swimming in the air like a dragon, bursting out the sound of dragons!
Suddenly, this peculiar dragon-shaped sword shook slightly, and dozens of divine dragon sword auras flew out, scurrying across the sky, displaying different sword moves!
The scholars of the Kendo Academy looked straight. This kind of swordsmanship was amazing, and they were amazed.
Everyone knows that Wen Xiutao is a master of the Kendo Academy, but everyone does not know that he actually has such an exquisite dragon swordsmanship!
Even Mr. Xixi from the Kendo Academy couldn't help but wonder.
"Old scoop, this kind of magical swordsmanship is very rare."
Next to Zuo Songyan, a thin Taoist who described Gao Gu carrying a sword box on his back was solemn, and said in a low voice: "I have never seen such an exquisite swordsmanship. This literary boy still has shortcomings in his moves. There is already a grandmaster style in swordsmanship!"
Zuo Songyan said lightly: "Don't worry about Su Shizi. You have also seen his swordsmanship, how is it better than Wen's true dragon swordsmanship?"
The thin Taoist shook his head and said, "I didn't understand."
Zuo Songyan was dumbfounded, and whispered: "Swordsman, don't even you understand?"
The thin Taoist said: "I didn't understand at all. My swordsmanship is the sword of mortal dust, and his sword is the sword of the immortality, which is not the same."
Zuo Songyan took a breath, looked at Su Yun, and said in his heart: "It's no wonder that Diping will send him. Diping is not as faint as I thought. At the very least, he knows what the people want, so he sent Su Yun to investigate the Seventh Congress. Family."
His gaze fell on Wen Lifang again, and he squinted his eyes: "Why does the Wen family have real dragon supernatural powers? This is strange..."
Su Yun had passed news with him about the burial of the Dragon Tomb and the leader of the school brother 150 years ago, and also about the "Sixteen True Dragons".
These days, Zuo Songyan has been thinking about who is the leader of the school brother. He suspected that the old god of the Tong family was in the head, but the Wen family also has sixteen real dragons, which was beyond his expectation.
At this moment, Wen Xiutao's momentum was brewing to the extreme, and he suddenly shouted: "Su Shizi, be careful!"
Just listen to the roar of the dragon's sword and the stream of swords, like a dragon, Wen Xiutao urges the supernatural power to be cut to Su Yun!
On the sword stand of the main hall of the Kendo Academy, one by one, Youlong Jianguang displayed a series of incomparable sword moves. Wen Xiutao's swordsmanship made the scholars of the Kendo Academy amazed.
They have never seen this kind of magical swordsmanship!
Wen Xiutao's eyes flickered, trying his best to activate the magical powers of swordsmanship, and said in his heart: "His magical powers are flawed in a sudden, three hundred and sixty-sixths of a second is a sudden, the time interval between my first and second strikes , Must be shorter than a moment..."
Suddenly, Su Yun grabbed his hand and grasped the nose of the rhubarb clock. The scale of the yellow clock rotated and shrunk one after another. In the blink of an eye, it shrank to an eight-foot radius around the mouth of the clock!
Wen Xiutao hurriedly saw all kinds of gods and demons patterns appearing on the inner wall of the clock, and then the big clock whizzed and rotated, and the mouth of the clock flew towards him.
"He tried to trade injury for me?"
Wen Xiutao just thought of this, suddenly Su Yun's breath suddenly changed, the great unification of the furnace evolution broke out, the physical flood furnace was lit, the spiritual world furnace was lit, and the spirit was forged in the cave!
Twelve gods and demons emerged from his body, blessing his body!
"boom!"
Su Yun stepped forward, because the power erupting under his feet was too great, and the stone slab on the sword stand was crushed by him. The next moment, he came to the big yellow clock flying to Wen Xiutao and pushed his hands heavily on the rhubarb. On the clock!
Behind him, the twelve phantoms of the gods and demons pushed forward together, the heaven and the earth were in constant motion, and one shot poured into the clock!
Even if he fought against the human demon Wutong, he never did his best to use all his cultivation skills as he does now!
"Huh!"
The densely packed gears in the rhubarb clock turned, and a visible air ring burst out from the mouth of the clock. It flew forward, and the air trembled violently like ripples!
Wen Xiutao stood there, the dragons and sword lights in front of him slashed towards Huang Zhong, and then shattered in the air ring and the sound of the bell.
The bell and the air ring rushed in front of him, Wen Xiutao's brain suddenly went blank, the air ring passed through his body, and his blood was suddenly blasted out of his body!
Behind him, a bloody Wen Xiutao appeared in the air ring, flying backwards with the violent vibration!
"Taoer!" Wen Lifang exclaimed, hurriedly urging Dahuang Bronze Mirror.
The Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror revolves, splits, and pervades its power!
A fierce light flashed in Zuo Songyan's eyes, and suddenly the palm of his hand was slapped heavily, pressing it on the expanding Great Wilderness bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror was splitting, and when he pressed it, it immediately whirled, retracted, and turned back into a huge bronze mirror.
Wen Lifang was shocked with blood and blood, and his sleeves were waving, covering Zuo Songyan's vision, and the palm of his hand under the sleeves was printed on Zuo Songyan's face.
Zuo Songyan suddenly exerted force and slammed into her arms, knocking her upside down and flying away!
Wen Lifang was in the air, and a cave sky suddenly appeared behind him, and a sky abyss appeared after the cave sky. The Lizhu rose from the abyss, exploded in the air, and turned into her indomitable spirit, standing in the air!
At this moment, Su Yun burst into a shout, retracted his hands, leaned back, and suddenly pushed his hands heavily, the twelve gods and demons behind him moved together and pushed forward!
"Huh!"
As the bell rang, Wen Xiutao's body was picked up by the second Qi ring and flew back. He just flew three or four feet away from the sword platform of the main hall, and suddenly exploded with a snap.
The first air ring had passed through the second hall of the Kendo Academy, flew through the hole in the hall, and then passed through the hole in the third hall.
The fourth hall exploded under the impact of the gas ring and the bell, then the fifth and sixth.
When I arrived at the seventh hall, the power of the bell finally dissipated, and the air ring with Wen Xiutao's vitality and blood, slammed on the door of the seventh hall!
At this time, just as Wen Lifang and Zuo Songyan made a move, Wen Lifang manifested Liyuan's celestial phenomena in the air, preparing to fight Zuo Songyan's life and death.
"Master!"
Under the sword stage, the kendo academician screamed in exclamation. In mid-air, Wen Lifang said in shock: "Tao'er!"
Zuo Songyan secretly said a bad sound, and immediately said: "Monk, Taoist, physician! Ready to copy the guy!"
Monk Tu Ming, Taoist Xianyun, Physician Dong and the first members of the Wenchang Academy immediately urged their spiritual soldiers or supernatural powers to be on the verge of an enemy.
And the dipper handles of Shuobei Green Forest have also mobilized their vitality and blood, mobilizing supernatural powers!
On the other side, many Xixi and many masters of the literary family of Jiuyuan Academy also shouted and murderously. For a time, various visions over the Jiuyuan Academy were endless and magnificent!
At this moment, Su Yun's heart became extremely peaceful.
Although he still had a monstrous killing intent in his chest, he kept his heart at the most calm level, just like his rhubarb clock was running in an orderly manner, recording the cold time.
When he came to the stone steps of the sword stand, he saw that the incense sticks on the stone steps were still burning.
Su Yun squatted down and paid homage silently. The noise from the outside seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"Your magical powers still need to be adjusted."
A Yingying voice came from his ear, saying: "When you activated the magic power for the second time, the adjustment was not perfect enough, it was about an inch bigger..."
Around Su Yun, the scholars of the Kendo Academy urged their supernatural powers and turned around him, but no one dared to step forward.
"Mr. Wild Fox, your death is actually already clear."
Su Yun lowered his head to look at the burning incense, and said silently in his heart: "On the seventh day of August, Wen Lifang led the scholars of several great families into Tianshiyuan, Tianmen opened, and the ghost market is now. They enter the ghost market. . This seems to be a very ordinary experience... ”
Wen Lifang is a servant of the Jiuyuan Academy, and it is common for him to go out to practice with a few brothers from a family with good friendships.
In addition to Wen Lifang, her son Wen Xiutao, Tong Fan, a rising star from the Tong family, Lin Qingyi from the Lin family, and perhaps a few others, but who is Su Yun is unknown.
Su Yun was sad, and whispered: "The purpose of Wen Lifang's trip is actually not the Tianmen ghost market, but the burial of the Dragon Tomb, and the whole village to eat. She went to Huqiu Village only because the group of them met Yang Win."
Wen Lifang just came to explore the way to see if there were any demons in the Long Tomb. She was not the leader of the school brother, and she was not sure that there were really demons in the Long Tomb.
After verifying this, she led the scholars to leave Tianshiyuan and return to Shuofang.
And another thing happened during this period.
At that time, Yang Sheng also followed Qiu Shuijing to the Tianmen Ghost Market. Because Qiu Shuijing wanted to follow Su Yun, he asked the clerks to return to Fang, but Yang Sheng stayed behind and got on the line with Wen Lifang.
That morning, Yang Sheng took them on a hunt and came to Huqiu Village.
The patriarch of the literary family, the servant shot of the Jiuyuan Academy, can naturally kill Mr. Wild Fox easily!
What's more, the Wen family also possesses true dragon supernatural powers!