Chapter 337

Looking at Yu Xiangyang, Su Moyu became more and more unhappy. He looked at him coldly and asked lazily, "Oh? What else do you want?"

Yu Xiangyang sneered. Without saying a word, he flashed his sword and cut directly at Su Moyu.

Yu Xiangyang is the most popular disciple of xuanjian sect.

As far as talent is concerned, it is better than Jiang Qingwen.

Not only the cultivation speed is improved very fast, but also the mastery of fencing is unique.

Although he has only practiced for four years, in terms of swordsmanship alone, LV Shi will also lament that he is inferior.

For example, the speed and angle of Yu Xiangyang's sword are almost perfect in LV Shi's view.

Even if you are facing a sword, there is no better way except to fight hard.

In front of him, the guy with a mask has an ordinary breath. How can he resist the fierce sword of Xiangyang?

However, the next moment, a scene that made everyone stunned appeared.

Su Moyu looked very flustered when facing the sword of Xiangyang. He dodged back in panic. His body was twisted and nearly fell.

But it was such a strange posture, but it was just right. Yu Xiangyang must kill a sword to escape.

"He's lucky." Lv Shi couldn't help sighing.

Yu Xiangyang, holding a sword, looked at Su Moyu and his anger flashed in his eyes.

He just struck a sword with a strong sense of killing, trying to hit Su Moyu hard.

But unexpectedly, he was so "coincidentally" avoided by the other party.

"How long can I see your good luck?"

Yu Xiangyang clenched his teeth and clenched his sword. This time, Jin Dao added another three points.

This sword is faster and more cruel!

However, to everyone's surprise, Su Moyu completely hid such a sharp sword in a hurry.

The first sword is luck. What about the second sword?

Yu Xiangyang had a strange feeling in his heart, and the third sword immediately shot.

This time, he didn't keep anything, but tried his best to use a sword.

"Dragon Sword spirit!" a dragon sword spirit rushed towards Su Moyu.

Su Moyu looked at the sword and shook his head slowly.

Yu Xiangyang's Dragon Sword Qi is not bad.

But compared with ya'er, it's still a whole distance away.

Su Moyu jumped up out of thin air and let the sword pass through his crotch.

Boom!

The sword fell to the ground and burst in the distance.

"You're a green insect sword. You're powerful!" Su Moyu said with a smile.

Now, everyone in the field has understood.

The strange guy with a mask in front of him is obviously a guy with extremely high cultivation, at least not weaker than Yu Xiangyang.

"Younger martial brother Yu?" Lv Shi's face looked dignified. He pressed the handle of the sword and planned to come over to help.

"Don't come here!" Yu Xiangyang shouted to LV Shi without looking back.

He is the most famous genius in xuanjian sect.

The whole clan looked at him differently.

Because of this, in Xiangyang's temperament, it is inevitable that there will be a sense of arrogance.

Su Moyu's three swords just now made his attack useless in that way.

This is an absolute humiliation for Xiangyang.

As a genius of xuanjianzong, he can't tolerate such humiliation. He must get it back by himself.

"Show me your weapon and I'll kill you!" in Xiangyang's eyes, there was a naked intention to kill.

At this time, Su Moyu had fallen to the ground. After hearing Yu Xiangyang's words, he spread his hands and said, "I forgot to bring my weapons."

When he said this, the people were stunned again. Seeing what Su Moyu said, Miss Yang, who had been watching the war, quickly threw her sword to Su Moyu and said, "great Xia, please use my sword!"

Su Moyu took the sword and pulled it out. He shook his head and said, "lingpin level 4? No, your sword is too precious. I can't afford to pay for it."

Then he shook his hand and threw the sword back.

Then, he looked down on the ground for a long time. Suddenly, in the corner, he picked up a three inch long straw stick and pointed to Yu Xiangyang and said, "come on!"

This time, everyone was stunned again.

I haven't seen two people against swords. They use this kind of thing.

Unless there is a great gap between the two accomplishments, what's the difference between this and looking for death?

Yu Xiangyang looked at Su Moyu. His eyes were red and he was about to burst out fire.

He has never been so despised in his life.

"Younger martial brother, be careful!" after all, LV Shi is older and more knowledgeable than Yu Xiangyang.

When he saw Su Moyu hiding from the three swords in Xiangyang, he knew that the other party must be not simple.

At this moment, I was even more uneasy when I saw that the other party was so big.

He doesn't think that a person who can avoid the three swords in Xiangyang will make such a mistake when facing the sword.

The reason why the other party will do so must be certain.

"You die for me!" Yu Xiangyang's eyes were red, and his momentum rose sharply. He stabbed Su Moyu with a powerful sword.

This sword is a sword move tailored by Bai Siqi according to the characteristics of Yu Xiangyang.

When the sword comes out, the Qi is the master of killing and cutting, and forge ahead to kill the enemy with one blow.

Because Xiangyang brought it out, it added a bit of hostility. Few people in the same territory can resist it positively.

But this sword, in Su Moyu's eyes, was a flawed sword move.

Su Moyu sighed and greeted the straw stick in his hand. After Fengshen blade wrapped the straw stick, it collided with Yu Xiangyang's long sword.

Boom!

The two smells collided, and the miasma around them rolled. At the feet of the two people, there was already some wet land, which suddenly sank down by three points.

The onlookers were forced to retreat after being bombarded by the two people. It was easy to stop.

But after gaining a firm foothold, LV Shi looked up at the two people in the confrontation. His face was white.

Su Moyu was holding a three inch long straw stick in his hand. Fortunately, he stood in place.

Yu Xiangyang, who had just returned, sat on the ground with a blank face.

The seven step sword in his hand has also been broken in two.

"How could this be possible?" Yu Xiangyang couldn't understand what had happened at the moment.

At this time, Su Moyu came over with a straw stick.

"Be careful, younger martial brother Yu!" Lv Shi shouted aside.

Hearing the cry, Yu Xiangyang reacted. He raised his head and looked at Su Moyu approaching. He supported the ground with one hand and planned to stand up.

But Su Moyu, on the other side, was one step ahead of him. The straw stick in his hand was raised high and shone on his head.

Yu Xiangyang wanted to avoid, but he couldn't bear the other party's straw stick. He came too fast and patted him on the head at once.

That's the grass stick that just cut off the seventh level sword of lingpin. If it's patted on a person's head, isn't it the same as a sledgehammer patting a watermelon?

In the exclamation of the crowd, Yu Xiangyang was photographed back to the ground by Su Moyu before he could get up.

"Ah -" a scream came from Yu Xiangyang's mouth. This time, he was not dead, but there was an egg sized bag on his head.

"I make you crazy!"

"Ah --"

"I'll let you pretend!"

"Ah --"

Su Moyu held a straw stick and knocked on Xiangyang's head one after another. The latter tried to dodge every time, but he was not surprised to be photographed back to the ground by Su Moyu.

In just a moment, there were more than 100 big bags on the head of Xiangyang.

I'm afraid I can't recognize his mother when he comes.