Su Yang didn't know where Zong Yang's confidence came from, maybe he was really an idiot.

Tianshu Pavilion includes the world's treasure scrolls, and it can naturally be called a holy place for literati, but when it comes to cultivation resources, I'm afraid no sect can compare.

Zong Yang is not only a disciple of the forty-ninth year, but now he is the teacher of Tianshu Pavilion, and he will even choose to break the rules of Tianshu Pavilion and bury his future directly in order to seek Donnie Yen's heavenly treasure.

In terms of this one thing alone, Su Yang can be sure that this guy is indeed a waste of firewood.

What's the use of cultivating to a higher level?

The guy who can't even be taught by Tianshu Pavilion should really be an idiot among idiots.

Zong Yang's self feels good, maybe he has been in the Tianshu Pavilion for too long, he has basically never walked out of Luoyang City, and he will not even leave the back mountain.

People say that reading a book will make you a fool, and this Zong Yang is cultivating yourself into a fool.

It is indeed as Zong Yang said, even if they fight, it is impossible for them to fight in the Heavenly Book Pavilion.

Even if the Heavenly Book Pavilion acquiesced to their battle, they couldn't choose to fight in this kind of place.

Zong Yang's reason is very simple, he has already made it clear before.

In other words, if Su Yang had to choose to fight in the Heavenly Book Pavilion, it seemed that he would be able to cut off Zong Yang's vitality even more, but it would be even more disadvantageous to change places.

But Su Yang also had to choose the latter.

At this moment, the masters of the Heavenly Book Pavilion must be paying attention here.

If Su Ling is exposed, I am afraid it will be a great trouble.

Although even if you leave the Heavenly Book Pavilion, you may not be able to avoid their field of vision, but after all, there are more opportunities.

Regarding the need to change places to fight, the two obviously tacitly agreed.

So they didn't talk too much nonsense, and walked out of the Tianshu Pavilion directly, and even walked out of the back mountain.

The two figures went one after the other, but neither of them said anything special, as if they were not going to decide life and death, but just shopping late at night.

It wasn't until they walked out of Luoyang City that the two almost stopped in unison.

"I asked you a long time ago, you didn't tell the truth at the time, and now that you have fallen into such a situation, have you ever regretted being admitted to the Heavenly Book Pavilion? And if you had stayed in the Heavenly Book Pavilion just now, maybe you would still have a chance of life, and now that you have walked out of the Heavenly Book Pavilion, I will definitely kill you. ”

Zong Yang stood on the outside of the bamboo forest a mile away from the city gate, looking at the front and slowly turning around

Su Yang said extremely coldly.

Su Yang glanced at him and didn't speak, but at some point there was an extra sword in his left hand that shone with a slight blue light, and his right hand had already fallen on the hilt.

The corners of Zong Yang's lips curled slightly, and a playful expression appeared on his face.

Tianshu Pavilion has its own rules of Tianshu Pavilion, and Luoyang City also has the rules of Luoyang City, even he does not dare to ignore the rules, but now that he is out of Luoyang, he no longer needs to have any scruples.

So at the moment when the corners of his lips curled slightly, he had already made a move.

There was no obvious movement in his body at all, and there was no wide or slender sword in his hand, but half of his body burst out with a terrifying aura in an instant, and a surging spiritual breath gathered an astonishing pulse of heaven and earth, pouring into the sleeve of his right arm like a stormy wave.

A terrible howl suddenly sounded in the calm air.

A thin silver-white short sword flew out of the air from his sleeve with an incomparably hideous killing intent, bringing out countless white vortices, which were extremely obvious in the dark night.

This short sword is not hidden in the sleeve of his coat, but in the sea of consciousness.

A strong person who asks the gods in half a step can store his own blade in the sea of consciousness, but he can only have one.

Someone might be able to store more blades, but after all, they are rare, at least Zong Yang can't do that.

The blade contained in the ocean of consciousness can communicate with the spiritual breath of heaven and earth, which is also the first step in the formation of the spirit fetus, which can not only bring terrifying speed to the blade, but also naturally envelop all kinds of terrifying destructive power.

Su Yang's pupils contracted violently, and the depths of his pupils were filled with the silver-white short sword and the air flow behind him, but his face was still unusually calm.

Facing the short sword that flew towards his forehead, his right hand also swung out at an astonishing speed at the same time, with a crisp and crisp sound, the blue and white scabbard revealed a slender blue sword body, the restrained aura disappeared completely, and the moment the sword body and the scabbard separated, it was sharp, turning into a shock, and slashed at the silver-white short sword accurately.

Seeing that the blue sky sword in Su Yang's hand was about to slash the silver short sword, a fierce look flashed between Zong Yang's eyebrows, and the five fingers of his left hand flicked slightly, and the tail end of the silver short sword, which had been trembling in the midst of a sharp flight, suddenly shook more violently.

With a few snorts, several clouds of air were instantly pressed into brilliant crystals by the violently vibrating sword body.

With an incredible speed, the silver short sword suddenly moved downwards and slashed towards Su Yang's neck.

There was a muffled sound in Su Yang's body, and a sharp burst of force slammed into his fingers and the hilt of his sword.

The blue sky sword in his hand shone brightly, faintly revealing a touch of blood.

After all, the two swords collided violently together, and instead of making a sharp metallic sound, it was like two torrents meeting, and with a bang, countless air masses exploded.

Zong Yang's face suddenly turned cold, as if he hadn't expected this scene at all, his mortal sword would be blocked by Su Yang.

Bang.

There was a splatter of blood, which once again added a different color to the night.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The silver-white short sword had returned to Zong Yang's hand, still trembling slightly.

However, Su Yang's body had already swept out backwards.

The ground beneath his feet had sunk silently.

The reason why it is silent is because even the sound has not had time to spread.

The Bitian Sword plunged heavily into the ground, and Su Yang knelt on one knee, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, in that short moment, even if he was blessed with the power of the blood dragon, he was still not Zong Yang's opponent.

Su Yang may be able to ignore the powerhouse of the Quasi-Realm, but he only took a half-step step to ask God, but he became the object of abuse.

If it is said that there is also a realm in the half-step questioning god, which is divided into the beginning, middle, upper, and peak, then Ji Danxuan belongs to the peak, and Zong Yang is also at this level.

Su Yang can only barely reach the middle level.

A cultivator who has just entered the half-step, Su Yang can defeat it with the power of the blessed blood dragon, but a person like Zong Yang who has been in the half-step for many years, or even more than ten years, cannot be compared at all.

Just this short encounter, Su Yang saw his own strength clearly, and at the same time, he also saw the strength of his opponent.

But Su Yang just wanted to say, even so, why not be afraid of a war!

Su Yang's cultivation techniques are not only blood dragon breath, but also imperial techniques, heavenly will creation skills, and pure lotus heavenly fire, all of which are powerful exercises above the top grade, and each one of them is a supreme treasure that is enough for the entire cultivation world to snatch.

Looking sideways at the Bitian Sword, Su Yang's hand gripped the hilt of the sword again.

He's going to do his best.

In addition to Su Ling's final hole card, Su Yang wants to take out all his skills and give it a go!

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