Limitless Sword God

When Su Yun appeared, the tree people were surprised.

Especially Yau Yuan and others, whose faces have solidified.

“Lord Su Yun? ”

“Lord Su Yun? What's he doing here? But... what's he doing here? ”

“Is he going to fight? It is said that he is only a spiritual magician. If he goes to war, he will seek death! ”

“Lord, hurry him back, if we let him fight, we really have no chance of winning!! ”

Minister Yang Langlang shouted.

The people on the side of the Gate looked at each other. Xiao Changtian looked at Kim Muro and looked at the realm lord again. He sank: “Is this you from Wanhua? ”

“Now it is.” Without waiting for the realm master to ask, Su Yun drank.

“So this game, it's up to you? ”

Xiao Changtian Cold Road.

“No, he can't fight! ”

Without waiting for Su Yun to say anything, a group of ministers, led by Yang Lang, immediately shouted.

But when they had just finished, the realm lord lifted his plain white hand, indicating that they were quiet.

Xiao Changtian and Jin Feng's face changed. Xiao Changtian was extremely dissatisfied and drank: “What are you doing? Fight if you want, fight if you want, no ink!! Tell me who's at war!! ”

The scene became chaotic due to the emergence of Su Yun. Su Yun's power trees are well known. Although there are three spiritual products, the presence of three spiritual products in this scene is simply not enough!

The voices of opposition fluctuated and countless people called directly to bring Su Yun back.

But at this point, the realm opens up and her voice is soft, but her face is focused: “He, on behalf of our kingdom of Wanhua, carries out this final battle. ”

Yang Lang and others were stuck listening to the realm master.

A pair of surprises, a stunned look at her...

“Okay!”

Xiao Changtian nodded, sweeping Su Yun's eyes, and smiled: “This person is afraid that even Liu Xin Zhang Yieh's whole life is worse. Looks like there is no one left in Wanhua! ”

“The winning ticket is holding! ”

The corner of the Golden Phoenix woman's mouth rose slightly, then glanced at the nebula sword next to her and others, and nodded with pleasure.

Su Yun listened and jumped out.

There was a buzz on the side of the realm tree, no one could understand why the realm lord did this, and the missed and constant lamentation could not stop ringing.

I'm afraid a lot of people are dead at this time, completely renouncing this fight!

Only Prime Minister Banyan Mukho walked to the side of the realm master and held his fist.

“Master, have you ever said that the realm tree gave instructions that Su Yun would be involved in a crisis in our Wanhua realm? ”

“I don't know. ”

The realm leader shook his head gently: "However, today, there is no other choice, relying on Su Yun for hope, far greater than the other spiritual five tastes of the realm tree. ”

“Oh? Why?” Banyan wood is insoluble.

“Because the pharmacopoeia in his hand is enough for him to rival any of the Spirit Sky Five. ”

Boundary Master Light Road.

Banyan cork also has some misunderstandings.

But by then, the war was about to begin.

If the realm owner opens his mouth, the people on the side of the realm tree can only do it. One pair of eyes looks at Su Yun with tremendous tension. They simply don't understand why the fate of Wanhua realm should be entrusted to a person other than Wanhua realm people. But now that this has happened, they can only hope that Su Yun will live up to all expectations and defeat this person named Ziming.

It's just, even if we beat him... can the people behind him succeed?

Su Yun has more than one opponent!

“Su Yun fought several battles in Linglong Mountain before. I'm afraid he's not in the best shape yet. For this man, the odds are not very good...” Banyan said.

People were even more worried when they heard.

The disciple from Caiyun Heavenly Palace looked at Su Yun in front of him and smiled slightly on his naive face: “Hello! Please teach me more. ”

After listening, Su Yun frowned slightly, but did not make a sound. He pulled out the dead sword, held the sword with one hand and pointed the blade at the man.

“My name is Ziming, please remember this name, remember this person. ”

The man called Ziming said with a smile. He was not angry. He only kept a smile on his face: “Because this man is about to kill you! ”

The voice fell, and the boy moved brightly, leaning against Su Yun.

However, instead of raising his sword, he held the handle of the sword in his hands and quickly rotated around Su Yun.

The audacious warfare spirit was astonished that Ziming's aura was like a viper. He attacked Su Yun on his own, like a sharp blade, chopping around Su Yun.

Su Yunti resisted the sword, the dead sword flew out of the evil soul, one sword and one soul quickly danced, and the sound of the tingling dang instantly rose in the middle of the sky.

Su Yun's face was frivolous, and he didn't show up at all. Instead, he was confronted with impatience. As time went by, he waved his sword faster and faster.

A windy, torrential, rainy offense is suffocating!

Ziming, immediately remove the Xuan force and retreat, and open the distance from Su Yunla.

“I didn't expect you to have this speed, it looks like I underestimated you! ”

Ziming laughed. The taste in his eyes gradually disappeared, replacing it with full seriousness.

“Never underestimate your opponent! That's what I've been doing. ”

Su Yun Cold Road, his left hand touched the sword box, drew the Divine Blue Blood Sword, his swords danced together, like a cyclone to Ziming.

With a smile on his face, his hands still held the slender sword, constantly dodging. Su Yun's swords were incredibly powerful, a black lightning bolt, a red lightning bolt, alternating around him.

However, no matter how horrible and fast-paced Su Yun's offense was, it was like knowing his sword trajectory, and there was always a dangerous escape.

Quickly?

No, Ziming is not fast, but he is very flexible!!

As if he had seen through Su Yun's sword moves.

When the sword was approaching, he had taken evasive action!! It's like a prejudgment.

“Is that all you got? If that's the case, then you can't beat me! ”

Ziming smiled, suddenly, his eyes flashed a little hard, his hands clasped the thin sword empty!

Shake!!!

The fine sword was severely slashed on the God Xuan red blood sword. The seemingly crisp sword actually burst out an unprecedented strong force. Su Yun suddenly failed to prevent it. He was directly shocked by this force. People retreated thousands of meters away and fell hard on the ground, smashing the earth into a great pit.

“Hey, kid, are you okay? ”

Next to Su Yun, a thick voice appeared. It was the tree prince who spoke.

“I can't die! ”

Su Yun climbed up, stabilized the turbulent atmosphere in his body, and looked at Ziming as he walked in the middle of the sky.

What a power!

If this sword is blown on your body, you're afraid it'll break your flesh!

This man is not only flexible, but also incredibly powerful... no wonder Kim Murrow would send him on, such a tough opponent, I'm afraid it's the Spiritual Five Pints that exist, and it's hard to deal with.

Su Yun glanced around Ziming. Compared to the existence of Spiritual Spiritual Spirituality, this man's power is like a day, but his power does not need to be destroyed, but used to kill his opponent. All he has to do is rely on the fine sword in his hand! Although it was just a blow, Su Yun felt that the power of terror came from the sword, not from Ziming himself.

Avoid the edge of its sword and you can chop off its people!

Su Yun thought hard and rushed over again.

Fengshen sword technique prompted, two swordswept swords in hand with little shadow, full of sword intent to the strict and solid surroundings of the child.

Such an appalling speed made his son's pressure skyrocket, but he still kept smiling and hid from Su Yun's sword in a very dangerous way.

I can't cut it!

Not at all!

No matter how fast you go, you can't touch half of him.

This is definitely not the reason for speed. He reacted before his sword had passed! Did he really see through his sword moves?

Su Yun glanced at Ziming's neck with cold eyes. The dead sword severely chopped him.

The wave-like killer erupted from the dead sword, covering it like a wall.

Zi Ming insisted, but this time did not evade, but also waved and chopped the sword.

He cleverly spared the slain death sword. The slender sword rested on the body of the sword and directly stabbed Su Yun's chest.

Spike the main pulse at the chest!

“Bad!! ”

There was an array of shouts in the crowd of trees watching the next battle.

Ziming has a thin body and a very small fine sword in his hand, but this is not his disadvantage, but his advantage!!

This makes him more suitable for close combat, especially with swordsmen! At such close range, he was able to avoid the opponent's attack more lightly, approaching the opponent's bloom from this large gap and striking a fatal blow.

And now it's time for Son Ming to succeed!

Su Yun's two swords swung out, his chest opened wide, Ziming directly affixed it. At this time, even if Su Yun reacted and defended himself, it was too late! No one would have expected this man to be so flexible! It's like an impenetrable fly!

“It's over! ”

Ziming smiled and said, the fine sword stabbed the past.

“Not yet! ”

At this time, he listened to Su Yun coldly drink!

Immediately afterwards, the target of Ziming's attack suddenly disappeared, and the elongated sword stabbed straight into the sky!

“What?”

Ziming stunned.

Flash, behind the wind formation, cold bones!

His subconscious lifting of the fine sword blocked back, the fine sword burst with astonishing power and hit the slain sword.

Boo!!!!

The sound of an explosion appeared in the air.

Just...

This time Su Yun didn't fly away!

People looked up and saw this time to greet the fine sword of the child, not the blood-red god Xuan Red Blood Sword, but the pitch-black Dead Sword!

The dead sword is closely aligned with the sword body of the fine sword, and the evil soul of the sword body is grasping the sword body with both hands.

“What?”

The child was frightened.

He immediately drew his sword.

However, the sword did not move.

Although Su Yun and he are both spiritual Xuantian three classes cultivated, Su Yun's Xuantian qi is almost more thick than Ling Xuantian four classes. Ziming's power derives entirely from this strange thin sword. His own Xuantian qi is just a windy atmosphere, and at a long speed, his power is not great. How can he resist Su Yun's strength?

Ziming tried to pull it out twice and it still had no effect, and the next second, Su Yun had bombarded with the Goddess's Red Blood Sword...