Su Wen shook his wrist lightly, dissipating the strength of entering the body, and his expression was much more relaxed than between them, but it did not mean that he had the confidence to win, but he was more eager for this kind of high-intensity battle.

"Noise. Fu Danyang sighed heavily, he wouldn't believe that a kid from the Beginning Realm of Enlightenment had the strength to block his sword, and his eyes fell on the short sword engraved with runes, the dragon tongue was placed in the bedroom of a princess in the Southern Tang Dynasty all the year round, few people had seen its true face, Fu Danyang could see that this sword was extraordinary, not only was it extremely sharp, but the lines on it were also famous, but it was not so whimsical that Su Wen had the courage to go to the Imperial City of the Southern Tang Dynasty to steal the sword.

"This sword falling into your hands is really a violent thing, if you take the initiative to sacrifice it, I will pay Danyang to punish the envoy in the name of the punishment, forgive you for the crime you committed before, otherwise you will die an ugly death." ”

Su Wen squeezed his eyes impatiently, stood with his feet staggered, stretched his left hand forward slightly, put the sword in his right hand on it, and clamped the sword body with two fingers, put on an extremely strange posture, and said coldly: "It's not a shame to rob, it's hateful to cheat, I'm afraid that if I give you the sword, you may not let me go, not to mention who do you think you are, Fu Danyang? ”

The wind and clouds above the head changed, and the meritorious monk who incarnated as the golden Buddha actually appeared on the body of several deep injuries, compared to the body shape of the more obvious ant Lu Xing is mighty, a hundred steps between the moments and ten steps, the sword edge is more domineering, just an ordinary iron sword to cut one of the six divine powers of the Buddha Sect Shenzu Tong is defeated and retreated, I am afraid that only the sharp sword of the dry sword mound dares to make a time in front of the Buddha's golden body.

In such a scene, Fu Danyang was not angry but laughed, since when can anyone make a big fuss in front of him, which is really unbearable for his proud heart, especially after the other party intentionally or unintentionally mentioned Mo Xiuyuan, it deeply touched his heart, and the name of Fu Danyang was indeed not as loud as Mo Xiuyuan in Kyushu, and even countless people thought that it was unfair to put Fu Danyang in front of Mo Xiuyuan, which made Fu Danyang particularly concerned, if it weren't for the strict prohibition of the demon exterminator several times, I was afraid that he would have raised his sword to find the other party。

But the older generation knows that although Mo Xiuyuan is talented and is already the next palace master of Ling Tian Palace, if Mo Xiuyuan and Fu Danyang fight with their lives at this moment, the former will undoubtedly lose, especially Fu Danyang has been famous for his experience in the Demon Eradication Division for many years, since the realm of enlightenment, he has often crossed the border to kill people, and killed all the way to the peak of Lichen.

However, no matter how famous you are, it is useless to say that even if you break the sky today, one of the few people present is counted as one, I am afraid that they can be called the most ignorant people in this world, the first demon exterminator of the Demon Division, the first person under the sacred, and the first person recognized as the first person to kill people across the border, but what is the use of more firsts, sorry I have never heard of it, let alone talk about the change of fame.

"Very good, I want your sword, and I want your life, but I'm not too bad to kill a monk who opens the spirit realm, and I'm very interested in your sword, so you have to die slowly." Fu Danyang talked and laughed and suppressed his cultivation to the initial realm of enlightenment, and even slightly inferior to the other party, this is his killing fun, giving birth to despair in hope, the more the other party struggles, the more fun it is to kill, and cross-border killing is not just about fighting the strong.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. ”

Su Wen's body is still standing strangely, his two fingers are clasped between the sword body, Lu Xing said that Su Wen is a halfway monk in the way of the sword, but this halfway monk has seen a lot of amazing sword moves during this time, from the original Cheng Tao's word-breaking sword trick on the snowfield to the sword he secretly learned at the moment, and the long song painted by Ning Chen of the Qi Sect.

His amazing memory even Mo Xiuyuan has been admired more than once, the ability to never forget depends entirely on whether he is willing to memorize, he has only seen the gesture of breaking the word sword technique, not to mention that it itself is the supreme sword move of swordsmanship and sword intent, not inferior to any book of the withered sword mound without passing on the sword move, with Su Wen's kendo attainments at the moment to show the irresistible momentum like thunder, the difference is more than a star and a half, after all, Cheng Tao took three years, and the perception of 7,400 miles of road barely stabbed that sword, compared to Ning Chen's painting of the long song is undoubtedly the extreme of swordsmanship, although there are only two simplest moves of the sword and picking, but all of them are full of the true intention of returning to the basics, and there is no sword intent to rely on, so the real killing power of this sword lies in the gathering power between the two fingers, and this is the only kendo attainment that Su Wen can handle.

Su Wen's body flew quickly, and at three o'clock on the ground under his feet, he deceived himself in front of Fu Danyang, and Sui Banyu was frightened when he saw it, Fu Danyang's sword path was different from the grandeur of Ling Tiangong's traditional swordsmanship, and he preferred close-range swordsmanship collisions, but many people who were opponents of him would be confused by his dazzling and powerful magic skills, and mistakenly thought that the other party did not dare to get close, and this was in the middle of the heart, Fu Danyang was able to cross the border to kill people from the beginning of the spirit, and he has killed a murderous reputation today, in addition to talent, there are also a lot of mental calculations.

Fu Danyang did not hide the sneer at the corner of his mouth, because the moment Su Wen got up, he was already a corpse, although he was curious about Fang Cai's treacherous sword, but it was dispensable for him, his sword path did not need to envy others, even if it was Lu Xing, he was only regarded as a stepping stone, and it was not ashamed to lose to Lu Xing, after all, the other party was seven years older than him, who was sure that he would not grow into a more terrifying situation in seven years, and during this time, all he needed to do was keep killing, and this alone was already stronger than Lu Xing.

The two of them were less than ten steps apart between breaths, Su Wen still maintained a forward momentum, the short sword in his hand was already slightly bent, for Ning Chen's painting, Su Wen's body was more straight, and his slender arm span made him still able to dance with a short sword that was not inferior to the power and distance of the long blade.

Fu Danyang squinted his eyes slightly, watching the prey walk into his trap step by step, the long sword of Gu Yi Peiran buzzed in his hand, as if thirsty for bloodthirsty, although he had cultivated to the first realm of enlightenment, but the eight spirit palaces in his body were running like flying, almost in an instant, all the qi was mobilized to condense the sword edge, and in the next moment, he moved, as if he was rushing to thunder, and the narrow gap between him and Su Wen did not become an obstacle to his sword, but made his sword move more ruthless, his arm twisted back three inches abnormally, and the sword blade was picked up and stabbed out, like a flying fish rising from the bottom of the pool, pointing at Su Wen's jaw。

At the same time, Su Wen's tight two fingers were like broken bowstrings suddenly retracted, and the right arm that was held backwards was already full of strength, almost facing the other party from the bottom up, from the sword to the upward swing of the sword, the short sword was tantamount to being faster, Fu Danyang also expected this to also choose a rare way to make a sword, not only to make up for the elbow of the long sword, but to be half a point faster than the dragon's tongue.

Su Wen doesn't dodge or dodge, it can be said that he has had a lot of battles in which the weak defeat the strong, and it is even more ironic to say that he originally spared his life, but he liked to use his life the most, and the result of fighting made the opponent have to retreat, it seems that now he wants to gamble again, but this time he met Fu Danyang, who has already engraved killing in his bones.

"Do you have the guts?" Fu Danyang roared hysterically, showing his chest and waiting for Su Wen to stab, the pride he showed was more like an empty arrogance, wanting to be above everyone, this sword seemed to mock Su Wen, you can only retreat in front of me.

The expression on his face was even more arrogant and disdainful, because Su Wen paused, in his opinion, this breath was hesitation, the other party was cowardly under his majesty, like a thing that should have happened a long time ago but was delayed in the future, and finally made Fu Danyang's distorted heart get unprecedented joy, it is no exaggeration to say that destroying the other party's spirit is far better than physical torture, because the retreat of this breath The other party personally cut off his last vitality.

Although what was still lacking was that he failed to see the expected despair and remorse in the other party's expression, it didn't matter, maybe the other party was still lucky with something, but for him, there was still life in the prey that had been tightly entangled in cobwebs.

The ancient sword took the lead and forced the edge, Fu Danyang had already seen the sword blade break through the clothes on the opponent's chest, but in a short moment, the dragon tongue short sword suddenly collided, but it was too late, if Fu Danyang's sword was so easy to be picked up, what else to talk about the first person, even if the cultivation was suppressed to the first realm of enlightenment, but the physique of the Lichen realm was the root of the battle of life and death, it seemed to be a sword split, but it was not too much to compare to the power of the mountains.

"Boy, I'm a little disappointed, ants are still ants, even if they can fly, they are only half a foot above the ground, and they can be suppressed by raising their hands, this is the difference with goshawks. ”

"It's strange that you can still live until now with so much nonsense. Compared with the arrogance of the other party, Su Wen is becoming more and more calm, even though the sword blade on his chest has seen red, the verbal ridicule is still so calm, the dragon's tongue is faster than words, the sword blade comes from behind, the two collide and collide, in an instant, it seems that the ancient bell rings, a white arc of energy spreads out from the center and stirs the qi waves, Fu Danyang's complexion suddenly changed, the long sword that was originally as steady as a mountain seemed to be out of his hand, all the strength seemed to hit the cotton without reversing, no matter what, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the short sword, and he was even more stunned With the upward swing of the short sword, his arm involuntarily lifted up。

Su Wen's face was not happy, the sword blade in his hand continued to go up, Fu Danyang only felt a chill in his neck, the contempt in his eyes was gradually replaced by a heavy jealousy, and a majestic spiritual power burst out of his body, even though the pride in his heart could not withstand the instinctive reaction after all.

"It seems that you are the one who has no guts, goshawk?