"Eighteen Swords of Wind and Clouds!"

Feng Jian shouted, and his lively and elegant figure swirled away. A sword flew up and down, and his whole body was filled with sword shadows, blowing towards Su Yun like a tornado.

The sword is so inspiring, and it is swift and shadowless.

Su Yun retreated step by step, holding Qianyuan and Death Sword in both hands, dancing in the air, and the flying sword that rotated around him immediately moved away, siege it and began to assassinate.

Dingling's clanging sound kept ringing, and a large amount of sparks and wind scent dispersed from Feng Jian.

If Xiang Li is known for his brute force, the Feng Jian is known for his speed and skills. Every sword is as fast as a whirlwind, and every move is extremely exquisite. This is a true powerful person with great cultivation. If he is facing the Feng Jian, he can completely consume Su Yun with his superb body skills and speed. When the power of Tianqing is dissipated, he will directly kill him. Su Yun will definitely be unable to resist.

But the current situation is different, Feng Jian has no time to delay, so he must deal with Su Yun as quickly as possible to avoid the long nights and dreams. There are countless people around who want to take Su Yun's life.

In fact, from the beginning to now, many people are puzzled. Why is Gui Mojue the only one who has appeared in Huaxin Valley until now? Why are those elders missing?

No matter what!!

Feng Jian's eyes condensed, and suddenly a large amount of blue light burst out from his body. Then a bright figure suddenly popped out of his body, instantly falling beside Su Yun, and slashed towards his neck with a sword.

Clan kill?

Su Yun was shocked and hurriedly used his sword to resist.

clang!!

The clone has extremely strong strength, although it is not as strong as the original, but it is also so terrifying.

Su Yun drove his arm strength, knocked away the sword of his clone, then grabbed Qianyuan, activated three pieces of swords, and slashed three swords in a row.

clang!

clang!!

clang!!!

The power of each sword can break the river and flow, and it is very powerful. However, if these three swords go down, they will only force the Feng Jian to retreat.

"Su Yun! Take my move!!"

At this time, a loud shout sounded from the side, and Wang Xianming rushed over and his breath surged.

Su Yun's expression changed slightly, and he retreated sharply, avoiding the edge of the eye.

Although it activated Tianqing, it had already consumed most of its own strength by killing Xiang Li and exerting Wang Ying. It could only be said that it could barely resist the Shangfeng Sword. If it took action against Wang Xianming, it would be obvious that it would be difficult to compete with.

Zixing and the masters of the Mu family were both besieged by high-level masters from various sects and sects, and they could not take action against them. The disciples of Huaxin Valley also went to fight one after another. Gui Mojue was not strong enough and had to look anxiously in the rear.

Su Yun retreated repeatedly, no one came to help. After all, Huaxin Valley was outnumbered. Everyone was attacked from both sides and it was very difficult. If they continued, they would obviously not be able to hold on for a long time.

"Boy, what are you still doing? Why don't you run away quickly!"

It seemed that he was shocked by the intense and turbulent aura outside, and Ling Qingyu's voice suddenly emerged from the sword box.

"I'll run away long ago if I want to escape, but Qing'er is still in the valley. If I leave, she will be in trouble!"

"But you can't hold on to so many experts! If you keep going, you will be killed by them!" Ling Qingyu said anxiously.

"If you can hold on for one point, how can I abandon them and ignore so many people fighting for me?"

Su Yun gritted his teeth and waved his sword to resist Wang Xianming who was coming.

"You are such a fool!" Ling Qingyu cursed annoyedly and stopped talking.

Wang Xianming is good at controlling the mysterious breath of spirit. He uses extremely rare cold water breaths. He uses his own power to disrupt the opponent's mysterious breath, making it difficult to release its mysterious skills, and even reduces the power of the mysterious skills that have been released, so that it has no lethality.

With Wang Xianming's help, Feng Jian was relieved. He called back his clone and bombarded the flying sword, while he killed the general and fought against Su Yun!

Although he was supported by Tianqing and his cultivation was extremely strong, Su Yun was definitely not comparable to Feng Jian compared to the paving skills and moves. Feng Jian's sword technique was weird and tricky, and the sword edge was sharp and fast. Although Su Yun tapped two swords, he could not keep up with his rhythm at all. After a few encounters, Su Yun suffered three swords and suffered a great loss.

The overflowing blood dyed the sword suit red.

He was not afraid, and stared at Feng Jian and Wang Xianming with a cold expression, and his hands holding both swords became tighter and tighter.

"Su Yun, your consciousness and determination are very good. Under the urging of Tianqing, your cultivation has also been compensated. However, some things, magic weapons cannot be given to you, that is technology! You are just a person stepping on the shoulders of giants. You are different from me, I am a real giant!"

Feng Jian shouted softly, his figure moved again, and the general passed by.

"giant?"

Su Yun was slightly stunned, but soon, a smile spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Unwilling to accept it! Not convinced! Not willing! Not happy!

Is he laughing at himself?

"I know my skills are not as good as others, but you can't deny my efforts! You can't ignore my swordsmanship!"

He continued to lightly tap his feet and retreated, his expression not changing much, but his eyes were filled with endless awe and anger.

He didn't learn much swordsmanship!

But he learned it after all! And there is only one person who teaches it!

That's Mr. Jian!

Feng Jian snorted disdainfully, and his steps moved, and the person came in an instant, so fast that he was invisible and could not even capture the specific position. He was as true as the wind, unable to see or grasp it!

"In front of me, you are also qualified to use sword skills? Let's see my unique skills!"

Feng Jian shouted loudly, and a sword suddenly rose.

At that moment, thousands of swords seemed to stab Su Yun together. The overwhelming sword shadows seemed to fill people's gaze. In this eye, there was nothing but the sword shadow.

Su Yun gritted his teeth and stared at the sword shadow, with a strong expression, neither dodging nor avoiding, as if he had made a decision!

Then he saw him suddenly lifting the Death Sword and slashing towards the sword shadow fiercely. Qian Yuan, who had the other hand, had already loosened. He guided the remaining flying swords, gave up his defense against Su Yun, and rushed towards the Feng Jian.

At this moment, Su Yun gave up all defenses and completely fought with Feng Jian with his life!!

Feng Jian was shocked, how dare he exchange his life with him? He quickly withdrew his move and resisted the swords that came to fight.

He thought it was not difficult to kill Su Yun, so how could he exchange it with Su Yun like this?

But Su Yun seemed to have figured out that the Wind Sword would not be able to share his life with him. He went straight through, and the Dead Sword rippled, and cooperated with Qianyuan and Baijian to start attacking the Wind Sword.

Seeing this, Wang Xianming drove up his energy, and a large amount of cold water blew. He opened his mouth and blew it at him.

call!!!!

The cold air that was as cold as a knife overflowed from its mouth, making a sound, and the cold air oozed with water, hitting Su Yun's body, quickly condensed into ice and wanted to freeze it.

Fortunately, Su Yun is based on Tianqing and has a strong and powerful spiritual aura. Although Wang Xianming is a master, it is difficult to freeze or disturb these spiritual auras. Su Yun's body only formed a shallow layer of frost, and his movements became slightly slower, but it could not stop his determination to kill Feng Jian.

Hundreds of swords flew around and stabbed, with no moves at all. At this moment, Su Yun also abandoned the large number of sword techniques he had learned and directly chopped and slashed randomly, regardless of everything.

Don’t have defenses and tricks, and you’re almost like a bandit slaughtering people.

When it comes to sword moves, those popular moves have no effect on the wind sword at all. The only thing that can be placed on the current one is one move!

That is the Storm Sword Technique that just intimidated the Wind Sword!

Su Yun stared at the Feng Jian, and the Death Sword slashed randomly, and the flaws opened.

Hundred swords attack and kill them, but they are difficult to grasp them. 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, relying on one sword alone, I am afraid that even the wind sword will not be touched by the side.

"Have you given up?"

Feng Jian stared at the flaws that Su Yunhu showed when he slashed. A trace of contempt flashed through the sword's eyes, and suddenly took action and a sword came out.

An extremely incredible sword, without a gorgeous cyclone, without a stunning aura, and some are only a cold and pissing sword track.

A sword that must be killed!

He was confident that this sword would be won.

Whoosh!

Just as 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 wind sword, and pressed his wide back towards the sword's sword's edge!

Puff!

The long sword entered the body and instantly pierced it through.

Feng Jian was stunned and didn't know what Su Yun wanted to do! But at this moment, he couldn't take too much into consideration. He immediately drove the sword edge and poured in a large amount of wind aura, trying to release the breath through the sword body and tear Su Yun into pieces.

However, the thick and powerful spiritual power given by Jun Shenli and Tianqing were like a dam, suppressing the sword body that pierced Su Yun's body.

then

Whoosh!!!!!!!!!

A series of transparent and white auras gushed out from Su Yun's body, and instantly wrapped around the wind sword like vines, piercing through every flaw up and down his body.

All of this is as if the sight budget is ready, and the penetration of every key point is extremely accurate!!

"Oops!"

Feng Jian suddenly realized something was wrong, looked shocked, and hurriedly pulled the sword and wanted to leave.

However, he used his strength to draw the sword, but was surprised to find that he could not draw the sword in his hand!

Looking again, it turned out that Su Yun actually grabbed the sword edge with his bare hands and prevented the Feng Jian from leaving!
To be continued...