"Master! I'm going!"
Ma Yu's eyes were red and he stared at Su Xuan fiercely.
Ma Yu admired Sun Buer in his heart. Sun Buer was seriously injured by Su Xuan under his nose. How could he bear it?
Wang Chongyang thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes."
After receiving the reply, Ma Yu grinned with a cruel smile and flew towards the ring.
"Boy, how dare you hurt my junior sister..."
"So much nonsense!" Su Xuan was too lazy to talk to him.
"Shua"
With a flash of sword light, he had already arrived in front of Ma Yu.
Ma Yu was shocked at this speed!
However, Ma Yu had already prepared in advance, slashed with his sword, and collided with Su Xuan's sword.
"when"
As soon as the two swords came into contact, Ma Yu felt an unstoppable force coming towards him.
The long sword was released first.
Before he could recover, Su Xuan's long sword struck again.
Looking at the sword so close at hand, Ma Yu's face instantly turned pale.
"boom"
The first one was thrown out by a sword and fell hard outside the ring.
The powerful force broke three of Ma Yu's ribs.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted.
It will definitely not get better within a year and a half.
The scene fell into silence again.
One move failed! ?
Ma Yu is half a step into the innate realm!
So fast? Just...failed? !
Su Xuan curled his lips and cursed in a low voice, "Another trash!"
Although the sound was very low, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.
The Quanzhen Sect disciples were filled with unstoppable anger, but they didn't say anything.
After all, I have never fought...
"Shua"
Su Xuan pointed his long sword at the remaining five people, "Don't waste time! The five of you come together!"
After playing two games in a row, Su Xuan roughly understood the cultivation level of the Quanzhen Seventh Son.
At most, it is in the Xiantian realm.
Going one by one will not only fail to test one's own strength, but will also waste time.
It's better to join them together.
Although he knew that Su Xuan was strong, a child dared to challenge five of them first? !
The remaining five Quanzhen disciples felt humiliated and unsheathed their swords one after another.
Qiu Chuji looked at Wang Chongyang.
Wang Chongyang frowned and nodded.
After receiving the reply, Qiu Chuji didn't care about anything. Anyway, after today, the Quanzhen Sect will no longer have any face to speak of. They will definitely not be defeated today, "Go!"
The remaining five people all flew out and flew towards the ring.
The corners of Su Xuan's mouth raised slightly, and he stepped back with his right foot.
"boom"
The first step was to crush the wooden planks of the arena, and the sword shrank slightly.
Kill five people with a catapult.
Qiu Chuji, who was standing at the top, was the first to bear the brunt of Su Xuan's all-out sword attack.
"when"
The terrifying impact caused Qiu Chu's body, which had already been promoted to the Xiantian realm, to surge with blood, and blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.
The tiger's mouth cracked and blood spurted out.
"Brother!"
Wang Chu was shocked and struck at Su Xuan with his sword.
Unexpectedly, Su Xuan, as if he had expected it, raised his sword to block it.
Wang Chuyi struck with all his strength, but it seemed to hit an unshakable piece of extraterrestrial black iron.
Instead, Wang Chu was knocked back several steps.
"Dang" "Dang" "Boom" "Bang" "..."
Time passed by minute by minute.
Several people have exchanged hundreds of moves.
Among the five Quanzhen disciples, some had their hair crowns missing, some had bloodstains on their bodies, and some were already in disfigurement.
His physical strength had already reached its limit, and he was barely able to rely on his will to support himself.
Su Xuan, on the other hand, was playing with ease, getting smoother and smoother as he fought, and the wine he had been drinking for seven years seemed to be of great use at this moment.
The strength in his hands is increasing at an incredible speed.
He has been drinking alcohol over the years to increase his internal strength.
While practicing the sword, my strength is also growing rapidly.
But I always feel like something is missing.
Su Xuan knew it at this moment! It's pressure!
The Quanzhen Five are not weak in martial arts, so if they join forces, Su Xuan cannot easily defeat them.
This pressure caused the alcohol accumulated in Su Xuan's body to evaporate, and his strength also increased incredibly during the competition.
On weekdays, my mother and master would hold him in their hands for fear of falling, and hold him in their mouths for fear of melting.
Naturally, this effect cannot be obtained by sparring with mother and master.
Looking at the five Quanzhen disciples who were almost unsteady standing in front of him, Su Xuan smiled and said, "Thank you very much!"
Then he flew back and swept across with his sword.
The terrifying sword energy frightened the five of them, and they were unable to dodge, and the first one was blown away.
He fell hard under the ring and passed out.
Seeing this scene, Wang Chongyang finally couldn't bear it anymore and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the spot.
"puff--"
The injury from yesterday has not improved yet, and today I was overcome with anger again.
Wang Chongyang's breath suddenly became extremely low.
"Old Headmaster!"
"Old Headmaster!"
“……”
Six of the Quanzhen Seven Sons were unconscious, and one ran down the mountain.
The old headmaster seemed to be on the verge of death, and the Quanzhen Sect disciples seemed to have lost their backbone and were in a mess.
"Take the old master back quickly!"
"etc!"
"Boy, our Quanzhen Sect has been harmed like this by you, what else do you want?!"
Su Xuan slowly put the sword back into its scabbard and said unhurriedly,
"The bet hasn't been paid yet, where are we going?"
"You!!" The Quanzhen disciple's face turned red with anger, but he still looked at Wang Chongyang.
Wang Chongyang finally took a breath and almost spat out a mouthful of blood again. He took out a secret book from his arms and threw it to Su Xuan.
"And those boxes of medicinal materials, cough cough... give them to him too... cough cough..."
"Yes, Old Master."
"Ahem..."
"Old Master, please stop talking..."
"Yes! Don't die accidentally!"
“……”
Looking at the several large boxes of medicinal materials in front of him, Su Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Baby! You can brew several pots of medium wine!
He tied several boxes together, carried them on his shoulders, and walked down the mountain.
"Disciple, my master will help you..."
"Uncle Junior, Long'er will help you..."
"No, no, hey hey hey."
On the way down the mountain, Su Xuan's medium-sized body carried several boxes that were bigger than him, and there were two beautiful figures, one large and one small, helping to support them.
Under the illumination of the setting sun, the three figures gradually lengthened.
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