"What weapon do you use?" Wang walked forward slowly with a spear in one hand.
Su Jian swung his long sleeves and said, "I used to practice swordplay, but later I found the sword too long and troublesome to carry, so I changed to a dagger. Now I find it troublesome again, so I don't even carry a dagger."
Su Baiyi mentioned the Junyu Sword: "Uncle, how about borrowing my sword?"
Su Jian shook his head: "No need, there are so many heroes in the field, they are all my arsenal. I defeated him with a sword back then, and I will still use a sword today." He casually swung his hand, and the long sword on the waist of a swordsman in the field was unsheathed and fell directly into Su Jian's hands. Su Jian looked at the man and smiled: "How is it?"
Although the man was reluctant to part with his precious sword, he still nodded and said, "My sword has had the honor of experiencing this battle, and I have no regrets even if it is broken."
"Well said." Su Jian said loudly, then danced a sword flower and stabbed Wang Yi with the sword.
"Su Jian, the martial arts world is no longer what it used to be." Wang Yi jumped out with a spear in his hand, "And I am no longer what I used to be." He swung his spear and swept it violently, and a gust of wind swept through the hall. Many people with ordinary skills could not resist it and were blown to the ground. Even Qing Yilang and others had to use their true energy to resist the might that was coming down from the sky.
Qing Yi Lang said with emotion: "This old man, the Spear Saint, has really not been in vain in these years of seclusion."
Priest Xue in the distance also spoke in a serious tone: "This spear is really powerful."
Su Jian swung his sword and collided with the spear, and was directly knocked into the air. He laughed loudly and said three times: "Good, good, good!" Then he grasped the sword and chopped it down fiercely. The sword was no longer than three feet, but a sword light was visible on the sword, and the sword light formed a huge illusory sword shadow, which smashed down on Wang Yi's head.
After seeing this scene, everyone could no longer sit at the table and watch this terrible duel. They picked up their weapons and retreated to the corners. Only the people at the main table and the table of Priest Xue remained safe and motionless. Wang Ruoxu stood alone on the high platform, forgotten by everyone.
Feng Zuojun pointed at Wang Ruoxu on the stage and said with a smile: "Does this person who wants to be the leader of the martial arts world look a little ridiculous at the moment?"
Xie Yuling ignored him, but just swung his sword forward and knocked down a bench that was flying towards them.
The power of Su Jian's sword was far beyond everyone's imagination. If Wang Yi had not waved his gun to disperse the sword shadow, Xie Yuling had no doubt that this sword could split the entire Shanwaishan Restaurant in half. But even if Wang Yi blocked the sword shadow, the remaining power still spread and blew the wine tables into pieces.
"A three-foot-long sword can only kill people with its power. I have a ten-foot-long sword. Wherever I pass, everything will be flattened to the ground!" Su Jian fell again and slashed at Wang Yi with his sword. The spear of the spear saint has always been famous in the martial arts world for its power like a dragon, but under Su Jian's almost crazy attack, Wang Yi could only swing his spear in place, forming a perfect circle, blocking all the crazy sword power outside the circle.
"This battlefield is too small." Su Jian suddenly put away his sword, "Why not fight again in another place?"
The Spear Saint King poked a hole in the roof of the restaurant with his spear and stood on it: "The whole world is the battlefield for our duel."
"Okay! Compared to the cautious and timid Wang Yi back then, he is now the one who has achieved unity in the great Dao and is truly worthy of my fight." Su Jian waved his sword and followed.
Nangong Xier took the opportunity to come to Su Baiyi's side in an instant, grabbed Su Baiyi's shoulders, and immediately dodged to the corner, saying directly: "Let's go."
Su Baiyi smiled and said, "Senior Sister, long time no see."
"This is not the time to reminisce about the past. Let's go!" Nangong Xier glanced at Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling in the corner at the same time.
Su Baiyi shook his head and said, "Sister, I've thought about it. We can't run away. Last time, we were running all the way, but in the end we still had to pick up our swords and climb up Weilong Mountain. This time is the same. Only by defeating those who want to capture me can this matter come to an end."
Nangong Xier was stunned: "Are you crazy?"
"I was indeed poisoned, but I still have a good brain. Sister, let's work together. Believe me, we can handle it." Su Baiyi suddenly said in a loud voice, "Right, brothers!"
Feng Zuojun directly took off his mask, then stood up with a long sword in hand: "Yes, it just so happens that most of the martial arts world is here, and they are still thinking of arresting my junior brother, so they might as well take the opportunity to stand up."
Xie Yuling sighed helplessly and glanced at Priest Xue.
Priest Xue waved his hand and said, "Our fate ends here."
Xie Yuling also took off his mask and came to Feng Zuojun.
At this time, petals were falling from the sky.
Su Baiyi smiled and asked, "Could it be that Senior Brother Lan Yuze has brought all the brothers from the Blood Cherry Sect here?"
Xie Yuling frowned slightly and looked up at the petals. Those were certainly not the petals scattered by his younger brothers every time he appeared in the academy.
In the corner, someone let out a scream, because there were hidden weapons in the beautiful rain of petals. The sharp weapons cut their throats without them noticing.
Outside the restaurant, at the buffet, horrifying screams were also heard.
"Who is it!" Wang Ruoxu shouted angrily.
No one answered him, but outside the restaurant, a melodious flute sound suddenly rang out. As the flute sound rose and fell, more and more screams were heard. Many of the waiters who were pouring wine and serving food, as well as the dancers who were dancing to liven up the atmosphere, suddenly drew out the short blades hidden at their waists and stabbed the people around them in the heart without hesitation.
Wang Ruoxu quickly realized the identities of these people. He whispered, "Boss lady, I have allowed you to gain a foothold in my Xuanwei City over the years, but you seem to be doing something very dangerous."
A woman in a white shirt slowly descended while playing a flute. She put away the flute and put it on her waist. She bowed her head slightly towards Wang Ruoxu and said, "After today, Hua Sha will naturally disappear from Xuanwei City, but the Wang family will disappear from the world."
Priest Xue shook his head and sighed, "What a complicated battlefield."
Wang Ruoxu stepped down, and Wang Buchen and Wang Buyu flashed to his side. The other Wang family disciples in the hall had already drawn their weapons and led a group of heroes to fight with the group of killers.
"Just a bunch of killers, and you think you can destroy my entire Wang family?" Wang Ruoxu sneered.
“If you think we are just a bunch of killers, then Patriarch Wang is naive.” The woman smiled gently.
At the main table, there were still Lu Tianxing, the head of the Lu family, his son Lu Qin, Dongfang Yunwo, the head of the Dongfang family, the young master Dongfang Qi, and Qing Yi Lang. Ever since the battle between the Spear Saint and Su Jian started, they had been sitting at the table, motionless, and still had no reaction to the chaos on the field.
The man in blue raised his glass: "Come on, have a drink."
Lu Tianxing raised his glass and drank with him.
Dongfang Yun I had already grasped the spear. I neither drank nor stood up to help. I just lowered my head and said nothing.
Su Baiyi, who had just made a bold statement, suddenly realized that this battlefield had nothing to do with him. He scratched his head and said to Nangong Xier, "Senior Sister, why don't we just leave."