Chapter 150: Hundreds of swords flying together (five)

When I heard the elders, the Su family brushed their eyes and gathered on Su Yun’s body.
Su Tai was afraid of his heart. He was worried that after Su Yun’s death, no one would give him an antidote, and his thoughts would be repeated.
"Great elders, this...not right, the white scorpion fan is a rumored disciple of Shen Hong’s great elder Shen Hong. This body is unpredictable and is the top magic weapon of the Excalibur. Su Yun is just a foreigner, can come to this group of British will observe... It is already a good fortune, let him play... Is it a little early?"

Early? What is it early?
The elders said:
Su’s children can consume more than half of the strength of the white scorpion fan. Although Su Yun is a child of a foreign family, he can’t do it simply... It’s already a good spirit. Dealing with the white-skinned fan that is not physically fit... Should it be more than enough?"
Hey your mother!
Su Yun really wants to shout out.
He removed the of scales, and if the elders could not observe him, he would be suspicious.
However, a spiritual master of eight spirits is repaired to exist, to pick the master of the spirit level? Can the pressure be small? Although there was a previous experience in killing and killing the list, it is the power to display the sword of the Promise and the sword of death. Most of them rely on the skill and the mystery. Now if you do this in public, don’t you know that you are Promise swordsmanship? The swordsman masters are on the scene, can they let go of themselves? Instead of these two tricks, how difficult is it to fight against the white fan?
It doesn't matter anymore.
Su Yun did not intend to win, but the past was.
He vowed: "Since the elders say so, Su Yun will take the lead."
"Ugh?"
Su Tai and Su Shilong could not understand.
Then look at Su Yunxing to the side, the line of sight fell into the duel array, took a breath, sat down, began to slowly transport the spirit of the spirit, let the gas pulse work.
In the duel array, the white cockroaches are arrogant and murderous, and each sword is straightforward.
Su Pan’s swordsmanship is good, the swords wrapped in the wind and the breath are exquisitely waved, but the physical strength is not enough. Even the ten masters, how can it be the opponent of this peerless genius white fan? The two had only passed more than ten strokes, and Su’s children fell in the wind, and they were passive everywhere.
"The girl is so strong and aggressive! Your has been fighting, but intends to admit defeat, but she does not give the opportunity, recruiting is the key, if you relax, you are not allowed to lose your life!!"
Perceived the form on the battlefield, the old man shook his head and said helplessly.
"The elders also have a few eyes!" Su Yun stared at the person sitting there, and said: "He has already learned the character of the white fan, deliberately not let Su Peng children better... so small belly chicken How can I sit on the position of a great elder?"
Su Yun is puzzled. Is he really just revenge? Such a person with such power is really concerned about this little thing?
"not good!"
At this moment, Sujia’s children burst into an anxious voice.
Su Yun’s heart beat and looked up, but he saw the five fingers of the white-skinned fan slender and buckled with the jade sword, shaking out a row of swords and shadows, and instantly wrapped the Su-Lei.
Su Tinger wants to move away from the sword, but it is difficult to keep up with the spirit of Xuan, and the speed is slow. He has to be attacked by the sword, and he has to use his sword to cover the body.
Hey! !
Su Ting's body was directly hit by the sword, and the man flew out and fell heavily on the ground. The chest was undulating, and a blood spurted out. His face was pale and his body was full of sword marks.
She stood up hard, but in the next second, the white fan had already rushed to the front, and a sword came to her chest.
"Su Lier!" The white fan is at the top, the voice is overbearing: "I always thought you were a bit strong, but I didn't expect you to be so weak, although you have beaten a lot of masters before, but in my opinion, you should have a lot of The strength is right, how can I lose so quickly? I have not made any effort!"
Su Pei children did not speak, double bleak, there is not much luster in the eyes, obviously this trick made her hurt.
"Shenjian wins!"
God Baowang stood up and shouted.
The white scorpion fan slammed the sword, and the man turned and turned his back to Su sui, his expression filled with disdain.
It seems that in her eyes, Su Lier is not worthy of her opponent.
Su Paner stood up in a difficult way, squatting, his face paler and paler, and the bloodshot of his mouth was also increased. Suddenly, the petite body shook, and a red blood spit out from the mouth, and the person fell softly.
This is awesome! !
"Pour!!"
Su Yun’s eyes are cracked, so what do you care about? Directly rushed to the past, picking up the girl, rushing to the medical spirits here.
Several female disciples of the Su family ran over and checked it.
"Into the spirit array, fast!"
"Dan medicine, cure the remedy?? Take it quickly!!"
"Slow down, don't worry!!"
The disciples are in a hurry.
Su dumped into the battle, the medical spirits began to repair the wound on her body, the breath was stable, and the blood stopped.
Su Yun glanced at the swaying squatting in the squad, seeing her pale face restored a little moist, the eyes swayed slightly, the man regained consciousness, and the resentful heart finally settled down.
"Peace, are you okay?"
Su Yun hurried past and whispered.
"No problem, young master, it's okay." Su ping child is weak, she stretches out the cool little hand, grabs Su Yun's big hand, and swears a little: "Sorry, young master, tired of you, I ...I thought about it..."
"Don't say it." Su Yun interrupted her words: "There is a rapid change in the fight, how can it easily surrender?"
He got up and rushed to the people around the Su family: "You look good, Su Yun asks everyone!"
The sound fell, and the man turned to go straight to the elders.
"Is it satisfied?"
He walked to the side, whispering.
"what?"
The elders did not change their eyes and asked softly.
Of course, Su Yun did not speak with him, staring at the duel, his eyes were cold.
Hey!
The Taoist priest from the swallows was smashed by the sword of the white scorpion, and the whole man was beaten.
The Shen Jian faction burst into an amazing cheer.
In the past, the Shenjian sent people to meet the swallows, most of them were defeated. They never thought that the white fans were only a few rounds today, and they will defeat them. How can they not be excited?
Hey.
At this time, he looked at Su Yun’s swordsman behind the caress, patted his sleeves, looked at Sensu, and stepped out.
The elders looked at him.
People have already stepped out of the Su family.
The Su family all turned their eyes and looked surprised at the white robe that was heading for the duel.
"Ok?"
"Who is this?"
"Do you have a family of Su? Do you still dare to challenge the Shenjian faction? Do you know how to write it?"
"The newcomer of the Su family? I have never seen this person! Good face!"
"Hey, look at you, the token hanging around his waist!! Su Shi.... Outside? The foreigner's children's orders?? The foreigner's children?? He is the foreigner of the Su family??"
"What?? Su homely sent a foreigner to challenge? What are they thinking?? Do you want to consume the strength of the Shenjian faction?"
"This level of fighting, consumption is useful? The difference in strength is too big, only one stroke can be solved!!"
Seven spirits! !
However, a person who is a spiritual master of seven spirits ran to challenge the power of Ling Xuanxin!
This is simply an egg hitting stone!
The disciples of the major sects and the elders were commotion.
The person in charge of Huaxin Valley is a ghost, and when he sees Su Yun playing, it is really a mistake.
"How does the Su family send Su Yun adults to play? Although he is superb in terms of medical skills, he seems to be lacking in fighting..."
At the head of the Shenjian School, Long Xianli, who has been keeping his eyes closed, stood up and his face was astonished: What did he run up to?
"Shenli, what's wrong?" Shen Hong side over, faintly asked.
Long Xianli hesitated for a while, Yingying gave a gift: "The elders, the fan of this opponent is only the spirit of the seven masters, just a night of life, let her be merciful, just cope with the past!"
"How is that going?" Shen Hong shook his head. "There are so many sects present, we must go all out for our Shenjian faction."
"can..."
Long Xianli also wants to say something, but after thinking about it for a while, she has no choice but to sigh.
Su family this head.
All Su Shi disciples breathed and stared at Su Yun.
They don't know what will happen.
It is also impossible to guess what this person from outside can do.
The only thing they hope is that this foreigner can stay a little longer, but I hope that I will not pull the face of the Su family.
The elders looked down on the duel, and there was no wave on the surface. No one could guess what he was thinking.
"Hey! Su family! Are you no one? A foreigner is also coming to the field? Look down on me?"
At this time, a thick and thick voice appeared.
When people look at it with sorrow, they will see the person who said this, and it is the prince of Long Aoguo.
He was embarrassed, and the people around him broke out immediately. People shouted out their doubts.
"Speaking well, Sujia, you also look down on people? Take a foreigner to deal with the errands? Even if you want to fight the war, at least you should send a family member to play??"
The bonfire sent people out.
"Oh, you don't have to shout, this Su family has been picked up by our Kuiyang Mountain, and those masters are afraid to play!"
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Various ridicules and laughter sounded.
Sujia is not a strong presence among these sects. Even if it is laughed by other sects, everyone is too angry to speak.
The elders looked indifferent, but those children were all red and their hands were tight.
Bai Yufan calmly looked at the people who entered the duel array. He felt that the coming people were quite familiar. After careful observation, they discovered that this person was Su’s family Su Yun who had retired.
Now he is a lot stronger than before. His face is not as pale as he was at the beginning, his eyes are more fascinating, his pace is more stable, especially his momentum, but also more aggressive, like a sheathed sword.
The change is really big!
unfortunately.
His cultivation is too low.
The white scorpion fan shook his head gently and said: "It turned out to be you. I didn't expect it to be seen during this time. You have changed so much... However, although your cultivation is refined, it is still too weak. You are not my opponent. Give it up!"
Too weak opponent, she can't afford the desire to fight half a battle, at least, it should be the level of Su.
Su Yun didn't say anything, reached out and wiped it away from the sword behind him.
A slender sword was slowly pulled out by him.
The sword is smashing, and the chill is pressing.
"Ok?"
When the white enamel fan saw it, there was a trace of mistake in the scorpion: "You don't give up?"
"are you ready?"
Su Yunping got his sword and whispered.
The sound is very light and slow.
I don't know why, but the white singer fan feels that there is no tremor in his heart, and a strange singularity that cannot be said can arise.
Awkward.
Su Yun moved.
He loosened the sword, the sword fell naturally, and stabbed it on the ground, and a few steps before it fell in front of the white fan, the distance between the two was less than an inch!
The white cockroach fan smashed his eyes and almost felt the breath of Su Yun...
In the blink of an eye.
Hey!
A mysterious scent that is as thin as a spider's silk erupted from the body of Su Yun, and it ran through all the essentials of the body of the white cockroach...
Oh.
The various sects around the station stood up and stared at the scene with shock.
"not good!"
The white skull fan is fusion, the nerves are twitching, and the body is madly retreating!