Chapter 386: : Sword, I am not too good at it!

Sword, I am not very good at it, but you want to use a sword, I can be accompanied by one or two!
On the small square, Su Yi saw the opening of the sword eleven. As the voice fell, suddenly the eyes closed slightly, and the sword in his hand was shoulder-to-shoulder.
At the time, on the small square, the two figures are opposite, and the two invisible strong atmospheres confront each other.
A red radiance and a deep black radiant glow, as the flame is tumbling.
The blazing temperature and the majestic momentum make the surrounding space tight.
Under the invisible power, the disciples around did not dare to approach.
Looking at the two extraordinary young people in the field, the audience fell into silence.
Everyone knows that at this time, both of them will have the strongest strength.
How can a foreign disciple be the opponent of the eleventh brother of the sword than the sword?
The sword eleven brothers practiced the swordsmanship, all of which came from our Shenjianmen’s martial arts, and the foreign disciples could not compare!
Don't think about seeing Su Yi, the boxing method and the palm method he just showed can be just as extraordinary, not under the sword eleven brothers!
After a while, in a tight atmosphere, someone whispered.
Su Yi brothers are also proficient in swordsmanship?
In the presence of Zhang Qing, Zhang Qing was shocked.
How could this kid be so strong, is it still good at swordsmanship?
In the crowd, the youth who had been taught by Su Yi in the Jiantang a few days ago was very gloomy.
Oh, some strength, but after all, it won't be the captain's opponent!
Among the dozens of disciples who were present, some of them were dull.
They are very clear about the strength of the sword eleven, the front of the bare hand, just warming up.
The sword eleven with the sword in hand is the real sword eleven!
Actually, my eyes are closed, this guy is so arrogant, this is to find death!
Too mad, even the eye does not take the sword eleven brothers!
Someone noticed that Su Yi’s eyes have been closed, which is too arrogant.
In the whole Shenjianmen peers, even if it is the enchanting metamorphosis of the first few on the sword tower, do not dare to face the sword eleven in such a madness.
Above the square, the middle-aged men and women in the pile of deacons stood up and looked far away.
No, it’s not right. Did you find out that Su Yi seems a bit strange!
In the deacon, some people showed some strange colors in their eyes, and it seemed that they felt abnormal.
Some are wrong, but I can't say it!
There is a middle-aged woman who said that the dawn has always fallen on Su Yi's body, and she also felt something special.
I seem to feel a sword!
With a middle-aged opening, from the body of Su Yi, it seems that he feels a sense of sword in the faint.
Sword, how is it possible, that Su Yi is only a Yuan Lingjing!
There are deacons shaking their heads, swords, that is the realm of how many swordsmen dream.
This kind of realm has nothing to do with cultivation, from kendo.
The meaning of the sword, the rumor comes from the unity of the gods and the senses, is the coordination of the virtual and the real, both born in the accident, but also in the image. It is a legendary realm, and the swordsman's understanding of the sword reaches an unprecedented realm, called the sword.
Generally speaking, if the swordsman of the Yuanhuangjing can understand his own sword, it is already a genius.
Yuan Lingjing, too young and tender, how could it reach that height.
To know that the sword is an extension of the source, this source belongs only to the sword, which is the trace of the sword.
Su Yi's body is full of mystery, not sword, it is also extraordinary!
The middle-aged woman who had just opened her mouth opened her mouth and the scorpion glowed.
She can feel that from the outside disciple's body, the invisible gas field is absolutely different.
Sword XI is also looking at Su Yi, the body is fierce, the scorpion has fluctuated.
As the only party, at this moment, Sword Eleven can feel it. It is obvious that the guy has closed his eyes arrogantly, but it is a difficult feeling for himself.
At this time, Jian eleven knew that this boy was not arrogant, but was already preparing.
The one in front of the sword, standing quietly, does not seem to be a sword, it is more like an imposing manner, revealing an invisible gas field.
Sword XI is looking for flaws, but that ordinary can not be ordinary, simple can not be simple posture, but it is to let him find no flaws.
If it is shot anyway, from that angle, the sword in Su Yi’s hand is always aiming at him.
The sword eleven is completely moved. As a swordsman, he will not think that this is just a coincidence. The enlightenment of the other side on the sword may have reached a point beyond his expectation!
The double eyes are slightly closed, and Su Yi's posture at the moment is exactly the same as that of the inner wall painting of the sword hole.
In the hands of Su Yi, the three-footed Qingfeng sword, I do not know from when, gradually has a vaguely sound of the wind and thunder, filled with Guanghua, a fierce breath in the looming fluctuations, undulating in the whole body.
The sword eleven face is no longer cold, and there is a shocking color in the dawn.
The young figure in front of me is not the same as the mountain. It is obviously the most common posture. At the moment, it gives people an unassailable feeling. It seems that the posture contains endless potential and power, and it is wonderful!
Even the sword eleven can be felt at this moment, once you shoot yourself, the former's plain posture will be raging, and there will be a fierce attack sweeping the square!
But the sword eleven is not someone else, the sword in his hand is humming, his eyes are staring at Su Yi, and there is no fear. Instead, a sly warfare infiltrates from the deep eyelids, covering the eyes.
It seems that the achievements on the sword will not be low, then one stroke, go all out, I win, follow me back to the torture hall, I am defeated, I will withdraw from the criminal court!
There was black light flashing in the eyes, and the fiery militant in the eyes of the sword eleven.
He is the sword eleven. His strongest strength is in the sword in his hand. If he can't beat the boy in front of him, this will become a barrier to his life.
This battle, he must win!
Hey!
With the sound of the sword eleven falling, the sword in the hands of the sword violently rises, the swordsman flickers, like a snake snake swimming, at the same time the body of the four spirits of the repair of the atmosphere is completely released, suddenly swept away.
Hey
Under the soles of the feet, the sword smashed out, and the figure was almost like a vague black shadow disappearing instantly.
The air is torn, the sword in the sword of the eleventh is shaking at the same time, the wrist is shaking, and the swords of the road are turned into a confused light and shadow. The fierce air blows through the air, so that the air is like a ripple in the water. A sound of '咻咻' is broken.
At the time, the swords of the road broke out and burst out, almost covering the void.
Jianguang whistling, under the impetus of the sword eleven, instantly swept over Su Yi.