Chapter 633: Flexibility and speed

When you see Su Yun appear, people in the world are surprised.
Especially Liu Yuan and others, the look is solidified.
"Is Su Yun adults?"
"Su Yun adults? How did he come? But at this time, what is he doing?"
"Does he want to go to war? It is said that he is not a spiritual master, but he is looking for death!"
"Bound Lord, let him come back quickly, if you let him play, we can really have no chance of winning!!"
Minister Yang Yan screamed.
The people on the side of Wankongmen face each other. Xiao Changtian looked at Jin Mo Luo and looked at the landlord. He said: "Is this person you Wanhuajie?"
"Now it is." Unstopp the main opening, Su Yun shouted.
"The game will be played by you?"
Xiao Changtian is cold.
"No, he can't play!"
Not waiting for Su Yun to open, a group of ministers headed by Yang Lan immediately shouted.
But when they had just finished speaking, the landlord lifted the plain white hand and signaled them to be quiet.
Xiao Changtian and Jin Feng female face change, Xiao Changtian is extremely dissatisfied, and said: "What are you doing? You have to fight, you have to fight, you don't want to ink!! Who is going to fight, let's say faster!!"
The scene became confusing because of the emergence of Su Yun, Su Yun's strength is well known, although there are Ling Xuan Tian three products, in this scene, Ling Xuan Tian San products are not enough to see!
The voice of opposition has come and gone, and countless people have called Su Yun back.
But at this time, the landlord spoke up and the voice was soft, but her expression was very focused: "He, on behalf of us Wanhuajie, made this last fight."
When I heard the words of the landlord, Yang Lan and others were stunned.
A pair of horrified eyes looked at her
"it is good!"
Xiao Changtian nodded and swept his eyes at Su Yun. He smiled and said: "This person is afraid that even Liu Xin Zhang Yiye’s generation is not as good. It seems that you are no one in Wanhuajie!"
"The winner is in the grip!"
Jin Feng female mouth slightly raised, and then to the side of the Nebula Jian Zun and others made a look, everyone nodded and nodded.
Su Yun listened and jumped out.
There is a buzz in the boundary of the tree. No one can understand why the landlord did this, and the sigh of continuous sighs could not be heard.
I am afraid that many people are already dead at this time, and they have given up on this fight!
Only the prime minister, Mumu, walked to the side of the border and held a fist.
"The landlord, you once said that the tree has given instructions, and Su Yun will participate in a crisis in our Wanhua world. Does this mean this time?"
"I do not know."
The leader gently shook his head: "However, until now, no one else has chosen, and hopes are pinned on Su Yun's body, far more than the other people in the world."
"Oh? Why?"
"Because the magic weapon he holds in his hand is enough for him to rival any of the spirits."
The leader of the line is light.
Zhang Muke still has some understanding.
But at this time, the end is already about to start.
Since the landlord opened his mouth, the people on the side of the tree can only give up. A pair of eyes are nervous and looking at Su Yun. They simply don’t understand why they want to put the fate of Wanhua’s future on a person who is not Wanhua. The body, but this is the end of the matter, can only hope that Su Yun will live up to expectations and defeat this person named Zi Ming.
Just, even those who beat him can still beat it successfully?
Su Yun’s opponent is not only one person!
"Su Yun had a few battles in Linglong Mountain before, but I am afraid that his current state is not the best. For this person, the chance of winning is not great."
When everyone heard it, my heart was even more worried.
The disciple from Caiyun Tiangong looked at Su Yun in front of him, and a smile appeared on the tender face: "Hello! Please advise."
Su Yun listened, his brow was slightly wrinkled, but he did not say anything. He pulled out the dead sword and held the sword with one hand. The sword pointed at the man.
"My name is Zi Ming, please remember this name and remember this person."
The man named Ziming still said with a smile, not angry or angry, his face only smiled: "Because this person is about to kill you!"
The sound fell, and the child was shaped and moved to Su Yun.
However, he did not raise the sword, but his hands clasped the hilt and swiftly revolved around the Su Yun.
What is horrifying is that the mysterious spirit of Zi Ming’s body is like a viper, and his own invasion of Su Yun is like a sharp blade, smashing toward Su Yun.
Su Yun's sword resisted, and the sword of the dead sword smashed out the evil spirits. A sword and a soul danced quickly, and the sound of the sly sly was immediately picked up in the air.
Su Yun looked awkward and did not show up at all. Instead, he calmly and steadily attacked, and as time passed, he swung his sword faster and faster.
The stormy offensive is simply suffocating!
When Zi Ming saw it, he immediately withdrew Xuan Li and then withdrew, and Su Yun opened the distance.
"I didn't expect you to have such a speed. It seems that I am yelling at you!"
Zi Ming laughed, the play in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by fullness and seriousness.
"Never be a small opponent! I have always done this."
Su Yun cold and cold road, the left hand touched the sword, and took out the Shenxuan red blood sword, the two swords dance, like a whirlwind to the child.
Zi Ming with a smile, his hands still holding the slender sword, constantly dodging, Su Yun double swords are fierce, a black lightning, a red lightning, alternating between him.
However, no matter how horrible Su Yun’s offensive is, how fast the speed is, this is just like knowing his trajectory of the sword, always stunned and evasive.
fast?
No, Zi Ming is not fast, but he is very flexible! !
As if he had seen through the sword of Su Yun.
When the sword is about to go, he has already made a dodge! ! It’s like pre-judging.
"Do you only have this ability? If so, then you can't beat me!"
Zi Ming smiled, suddenly, a flash of sorrow in his eyes, hands clasped a thin sword!
swing! ! !
The thin sword squatted on the Shenxuan red blood sword, and the seemingly delicate sword actually broke out with an unprecedented powerful force. Su Yun was caught off guard and was directly attacked by this force. A few kilometers away, the scorpion fell to the ground and pulled out a large pit.
"Hey, boy, you are fine."
There was a loud voice beside Su Yun, looking sideways and talking to the tree prince.
"I can't die!"
Su Yun climbed up, stabilized the turbulent atmosphere of the body, and looked at the child in the air.
Great power!
If this sword is on the body, I am afraid that it will break the flesh!
This person is not only flexible, but also powerful. It is no wonder that Kimmelo will send him to play. Such a tough opponent is probably the existence of Ling Xuan Tian Wu Pin, and it is difficult to deal with it.
Su Yun’s line of sight glanced at Zi Ming’s body. The mysterious power of this person is like a land and a god, but his mystery does not need to be applied to destruction. It is used for the body, killing the opponent, he only needs to rely on the sword in his hand! Although it was only a blow, Su Yun felt that the power of horror came from the sword, not the child itself.
Avoiding the sword front, you can marry someone!
Su Yun’s heart meditation, once again rushed over.
The Fengshen sword method is urging, and there are almost no shadows in the two swords in the hand. The full sword is intended to be strict and strict.
Such a stunned speed has caused the pressure of Ziming to skyrocket, but he still keeps a smile, and is very dangerous to avoid the sword of Su Yun.
Can't cut it!
Can't cut it at all!
No matter how fast, you can't touch him half a point.
This is definitely not the reason for speed. His sword has not passed, and he has reacted! Did he really see through his sword?
Su Yun’s eyes were cold, and he stared at Zi Ming’s neck and his fierce sword.
The wave of murderousness erupted from the sword of the dead sword, like a wall.
When Zi Ming saw it, this time he did not dodge, but he also slashed his sword.
He skillfully surpassed the dead sword that was killed, and the slender sword stuck to the blade and directly stabbed Su Yun's chest.
Sting the main vein at the chest!
"not good!!"
There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd of people watching the battle.
Zi Ming is small and thin, and the sword in his hand is also very short, but this is not his disadvantage, but his advantage! !
This makes him more suitable for close combat, especially with the swordsman! Such a close distance, he can more easily avoid the opponent's attack, from this small gap close to the opponent's flaws, issued a fatal blow.
Now, it’s time for the child to be clear!
Su Yun Shuangjian swung out, the chest was broken open, and Zi Ming directly posted it up. At this time, even if Su Yun made a reaction defense, it was too late! No one can think of it, this person is so flexible! It’s like a pervasive fly!
"ended!"
Zi Ming laughed and said, the sword stabbed the past.
"not yet!"
At this time, I heard Su Yun cold and drink!
Immediately afterwards, the target of the attack by Zi Ming suddenly disappeared, and the slender sword directly stabbed empty!
"what?"
Zi Mingyi.
Suddenly, behind the yin winds, chilling and biting!
He subconsciously brought the fine sword back to the back, and the fine sword broke out with amazing power and slammed into the sword that was killed.
clang! ! ! !
The sound of an explosion popped up in the air.
just.
This time, Su Yun did not fly away!
People look up and see, but see this time to greet the fine sword, not the blood-red Xuan red blood sword, but the indelible dead sword!
The sword of the dead sword and the sword of the sword are close together, and the evil spirit that the sword is throwing out is catching the sword with both hands.
"what?"
Zi Ming was shocked.
He immediately spurred the sword.
However, this sword does not move.
Although Su Yun and him are both spiritual and spiritual, but Su Yun’s mysteriousness is almost more profound than Ling Xuan Tian’s four products. The power of Zi Ming comes from this strange sword, and his own Xuanqi is just a breath of wind, and it is known for its speed and strength. How can it compete with Su Yun?
Zi Ming tried to pull out two times and still had no effect. In the next second, Su Yun had already slammed the sword with the blood of Shen Xuan.