After an earth-shattering collision, Si Xuan and Song Yu each flew out hundreds of zhang to stabilize their bodies and look at each other again.

Song Yu took a few deep breaths, and then looked at Si Xuan from afar with an admiring gaze, he held the crane feather fan in his right hand, then poked out his empty left hand, stretched out his thumb to Si Xuan, and praised in his mouth: "Brother Si Xuan, it really deserves its name." ”

Although Si Xuan had some reputation in the past, Song Yu thought that after breaking through the God Refining Stage, he should be able to dominate the Eastern Sacred Domain, so he naturally didn't think much of Si Xuan, the first person of the younger generation of the Evil Sword Sect.

He thought he was invincible, and he didn't expect Si Xuan to have the strength to engage in the same fierce battle with him as just now.

He was really impressed.

Listening to his words, the others were okay, and on the side of the Evil Sword Sect, all the Tianjiao led by Yuan Gang and Yuan Bin felt ridiculous when they heard this.

The first person recognized in their sect in this generation, Senior Brother Si Xuan was praised by Song Yu and a junior like this, which inevitably made people laugh bitterly.

If Song Yu hadn't behaved just now, they would have been eager for a big-eared scraper to slam his handsome face and immediately scoff at such remarks.

Of course, Senior Brother Si Xuan is invincible, and he still needs to be praised by you?

This kind of praise is actually a bad nonsense.

But at this time, after Song Yu took out the experience of easily defeating Ao Yan and the three of them, and forcing the Yuan family brothers, who were second only to Senior Brother Si Xuan, to not dare to make a move, they were not qualified to say anything.

That's why he just couldn't cry or laugh, and no one questioned Song Yu verbally.

After witnessing the evenly matched battle just now, even if they don't want to admit it, they have to recognize such a fact.

Song Yu, who was originally only ranked ninth on the Legend List of the Spirit Martial Academy, was probably truly reborn at this time, and had obtained the amazing strength that was enough to wrestle with their respectable and fearsome Senior Brother Si Xuan.

However, Song Yu's next sentence made them even more dumbfounded.

I saw that after Song Yu expressed his appreciation to Si Xuan, he put down his left hand, a touch of pride appeared on his face, and he said in a reasonable tone: "But this is just right, and defeating such an excellent you is more than enough to prove the power of this son." ”

Hearing this, even Yuan Gang, Yuan Bin, and the proud sons of the Evil Sword Sect, who had already recognized Song Yu's strength, still inevitably showed a strong look of indignation on their faces.

Senior Brother Si Xuan is the signature of the younger generation of their Evil Sword Sect.

The senior brother was humiliated, and they also felt the same way.

Looking at the way they gritted their teeth with hatred, it could be deduced that if their strength was enough, they would not dare to be angry and dare not speak as they do now, but turned into a fierce beast and pounced on it and bit a big bite of flesh from the arrogant Song Yu.

Song Yu was so provocative, even Yuan Gang, Yuan Bin and others were angry, but Si Xuan's face was calm, at least there was not the slightest anger.

I saw that his gaze was unhurried towards the Lingwu Academy, and his eyes were slightly surprised when he saw that Chu Tian was still alive, and when he saw the slender and slender man standing there in a black dress, it made the nearby world seem peaceful, and after a short period of distraction, his gaze finally froze on the heroic Lin Wushuang's face for a moment, and then moved back to Song Yu's face.

I saw him groan slightly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a strange smile under the waning moon.

"Song Yu, your warm-up for me is over. ”

This is clearly a warm-up for Song Yu and his previous fierce battle.

Song Yu was furious, the aura around him was even more terrifying, and the phantom of Shura behind him looked even more murderous.

Si Xuan sighed lightly and said, "What I said is the truth, if you don't believe it, take my three swords and try it." ”

The aura around his body rose, jumping like a blue ghost fire, and it originally went straight to the sky, and the ghost fire of a dozen zhang in size gradually condensed and contracted, and finally along his right hand, it was injected into the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand like a wave of water.

Above the Ice Spirit Sword, there was a streamer of light that circulated rapidly, and after a while, it fell silent.

Even if such a huge, cold, and strange aura is injected into it, it will not make the slightest wave.

Even the Ice Spirit Sword's originally sharp deep blue light was a little silent, as if it had been transformed into a dull blunt sword.

Song Yu's face seemed to be stirred by cold water, and disappeared without a trace, his eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, his eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and he was on guard with a crane feather fan in his hand.

Although at this time, Si Xuan's body no longer had the slightest breath outward, and the strange aura of ghost fire was already injected into the sword in his hand like a stone thrown into the surface of the lake but did not make waves, but the keen intuition formed by years of tempering told Song Yu.

Si Xuan in this state is very dangerous.

Enough to threaten him to the danger he is now.

Si Xuan's figure disappeared without warning.

The hairs on his skin quickly exploded, and his slender figure retreated from the instinctive tendency.

Although Song Yu is arrogant, he is not stupid.

The ghost will stick to the other party's stimulus, standing still and resisting this three swords that look very powerful.

At this time, Si Xuan appeared in front of him with a sword in his hand, a touch of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his body burst away like a ghost, raising his hand with a sword, and went to the other space without the slightest human fireworks.

The space there was originally empty, but at the moment when the tip of the sword ticked, Song Yu's slender figure just appeared.

Si Xuan's trick is exquisite, judging Song Yu's position in advance, it is no coincidence, although Song Yu's body is fast, so that most of the eyes present have lost it, but Si Xuan can still know his trajectory well.

This move is extremely fast, there is no way to avoid it, Song Yu is helpless, and with the blessing of the Shura phantom behind him, he pointed the feather fan in his hand at the tip of the sword stabbed by the opponent.

The feather fan shook, and his slender body was also violently shaken, and a mouthful of blood jumped into his mouth, about to spit it out, but he had noticed that Jingxue was present before, and he didn't want to lose face in front of Yiren, so he recklessly swallowed the salty blood in his mouth, and his body disappeared at the same time.

But when his figure reappeared, Si Xuan was already everywhere, reappeared in front of him, and stabbed out with a sword without fireworks in the same way as just now.

Although this move is the same as the previous one, it is extremely wonderful, it seems to be an ordinary stab, but it is as strong as Song Yu, and he can't dodge it, so he has to use a feather fan again.

The method he employed was the best means.

Just now is also the best means.

It looks the same.

It's as if he's been manipulated by an opponent.

The end is extremely weird.

In this collision, Song Yujun's face did not hold back, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the aura around his body fluctuated, causing the Shura phantom behind him to look a little dim, and he had to retreat again.

Si Xuan's figure also disappeared at the same time.

The two figures reappeared somewhere at the same time again.

Si Xuan stabbed Song Yu in the same way.

Song Yu is like a marionette, blocked with a feather fan.

A shockwave erupted.

Song Yu's body shot out like a cannonball, staggering on the ground and barely standing up, blood spurting wildly in his mouth, and the phantom of Shura behind him was shattered, like broken glass, shattered, he was no longer able to urge the Xuan Demon Body, and the aura around his body changed from pale black to ice blue in a normal state, and quickly withered.

The Xuan Ming poison contained in Si Xuan's Yuan Qi was about to explode in his body.

He even urged Shura Bing Jue to forcibly suppress and suppress the injury, so ashamed that he didn't even have the courage to look at Jingxue, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the distance, galloping away from the other party.

And when he retreated, somehow, Si Xuan did not get up to chase after him, but stopped for a few breaths, and after a few breaths, Song Yu, who had been injured and escaped, had already gone far.

On the side of the Lingwu Academy, Mu Chen and the others all looked at Si Xuan with shocked eyes.

Song Yu was already so strong that they couldn't touch the edge, but if you look at the last three moves, it looks like a marionette in Si Xuan's hands, and he has no power to resist.

This kind of strength has exceeded their imagination too much.

Even Mu Chen, who admired Lin Wushuang very much, and the proud sons of the Wushuang Sect were wondering in their hearts whether such a Si Xuan had caught up with Lin Wushuang, or even surpassed.

Chu Tian's eyes were even lowered, and although his face was silent, his fists were quietly clenched.

This is the man who sought his life.

If you deal with him personally.

With his current strength, he has no ability to resist at all.

is so terrifying, no wonder relying on a trace of mystical poison alone makes himself, seniors, and even characters like Zhao Danxian at a loss.

This made him feel respect in his heart, and his hope for strength was even more urgent.

"Senior Brother Song Yu, he's going to be fine, right?" Tang Rongrong looked at Lin Wushuang with a solemn face and asked worriedly.

"There is no worry about his life, if he can overcome this setback, his heart and strength will definitely go to a higher level in the future. Lin Wushuang stared at Si Xuan without leaving for a moment, and quickly explained to Tang Rongrong.

Suddenly, Si Xuanliu's eyes swept over the side of the Lingwu Academy, and finally landed on Lin Wushuangdi, and arched his hands: "Brother Wushuang, you are here in person, what are you doing?"