Chapter 1902                                                                                                                            �

Su Chen's teeth were wrong and a crunched sound, but his figure swayed lightly, landing on the treetops, looking down at the ground.

Ruitian stood below with a expressionless face, and the long sword in his hand faintly fell to the ground.

There was a silence around, the initial low-pitched discussion and the exclamations coming from time to time seemed to be like a different world.

The blood stains on Su Chen's shoulders dyed his clothes red. Although his face turned a little white, he was very calm.

A stick of incense is not long or short.

In just a few breaths, Su Chen had three wounds on his body, one on his chest, one on his arms, and one on his back.

If it were true that according to Ruitian, after this incense stick of time, Su Chen would probably not have a perfect place on his body.

Su Chen was shocked and angry, but he became more and more indifferent on the surface. The persistence and simplicity that the Shepherd Boy had shown in front of him before was now like two slaps on his face.

He always felt that Ruitian was a flower in a greenhouse that was protected too well by his masters and could not withstand the storm at all.

But now, he was slapped hard by reality. After all, he could only blame himself.

He thought Ruitian too simply and the Pure Yang period too simply.

In the pure Yang period, both physically and mentally, they have been tempered by thunder tribulation and are no longer the body of an ordinary person.

Although he has undergone blood transformation and his physical strength is now very strong, his weakness is that he is too low.

The difference between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Pure Yang Stage is not just a divine punishment. The state of a whole spiritual power stage in the middle is like a difference between heaven and earth.

Su Chen knew that he could easily suppress Ruitian on Fuxi Mountain, because the skills he practiced were able to suppress Ruitian's skills, and because Ruitian looked down on him, he naturally did not do his best.

But if he was able to compete with Ruitian with real swords and guns, Su Chen would not have the same face and think that he could easily defeat Chunyang period.

The reason why he promised Ruitian to have a new game was naturally because Ruitian himself proposed that he could trap him with a stick of incense using the last move.

Although Su Chen put forward unreasonable conditions at that time, he knew very well that if Ruitian became serious, he would not be his opponent at all.

So when Ruitian found the half of the exercises, Su Chen was surprised and was indeed a little moved.

He seemed casual on the surface and didn't care much about the result at all, but in fact he still had some measurements in his heart. If Ruitian lost to him twice, let alone what Ruitian thought, even Xuanqing Sect could not bear the face.

So he noticed that Ruitian was strange at the time, so he remained silent and confirmed that Ruitian seemed to be planning to give up. He originally planned to make a reminder before the end.

If Ruitian attacks with all his strength, he will definitely be able to break free from his siege. At that time, the two of them will have an explanation to both sides.

But he never expected that Ruitian would suddenly attack. Now that Ruitian is fully fired, how could he be his opponent?

Not to mention that he could last for a stick of incense, even for a minute, he couldn't hold on.

Su Chen didn't plan to admit defeat like this. He could feel the undercurrent in Ruitian's heart, and his face was expressionless, but the hostility revealed in his eyes was as solid as the essence.

He knew that even if he admitted defeat at this time, Ruitian would not show mercy.

The wound has healed, the blood on the clothes has darkened, and when the sun shines, it is faintly ferocious.

"Su Chen, give up quickly!"

Hong Mingshou's voice came into Su Chen's ears. His face moved and looked into the distance. Hong Mingshou stood in front of the wooden house and looked at him anxiously, his arms trembling constantly, and his lips opened and closed gently.

Su Chen was originally standing on the treetops, but when he saw this, he smiled casually. The next moment, his figure disappeared, and he saw a cold light burst into flames in the air.

The cold light appeared very suddenly, and everyone was already frightened, and now they couldn't help but hold their breath.

As if Rui Tian had expected it, he swung his sword upwards, sweeping the rainbow sword energy across the corner, and actually setting up a sword energy barrier around his body.

The cold light instantly arrived in front of Ruitian's eyes. Everyone heard countless tinging sounds from the air, and they could vaguely see sparks.

Nan Linfeng's eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked at the figure that appeared behind Ruitian in disbelief.

How could this person shrink into an inch?

Is this a peerless martial art that only the hidden sects have?

Could it be that he is really a disciple of Kunlun?

Nan Linfeng's eyes stared at Su Chen's back until he saw Su Chen holding a long sword in his hand and swinging it down fiercely, and the space was faintly distorted consciously.

He subconsciously opened his mouth, as if he was about to make a sound reminder, but Ruitian had turned around and raised his sword, just blocking the long sword.

One sword and one sword freeze in the air, and two figures were also extremely clear in front of everyone's eyes.

Hong Mingshou's heart was directly raised to his throat, and he didn't even dare to blink. Although he was not a cultivator, his martial arts skills were extremely sharp and he felt that Su Chen was not the opponent of that person.

When he saw that Su Chen's whole body was stained with blood, the horror in his heart could no longer be concealed, and he didn't care that there were immortals around him at this time, and directly used internal force to urge him to send a voice to remind him.

Now that he saw Su Chen covered in blood, he confronted the man without any allowance. He was shocked, excited and worried. All kinds of emotions were stirred up, making his heart and lungs hot, and a stream of passion rolled back and forth in his chest.

The next moment, he saw Su Chen's body tremble and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The person on the opposite side did not stop, but followed the sword tip and directly stabbed Su Chen's shoulder. Hong Mingshou couldn't help but scream and ran forward involuntarily.

He looked black in front of him. When he staggered and stood firm, Su Chen was no longer in place.

The smell of blood in the air made everyone unconsciously close their breathing, but their eyes were staring at the open space without blinking.

Su Chen gasped for a few times, swallowed the pill without changing his face, looked up at Rui Tian, ​​"Good sword technique."

"Twenty breaths have passed." Rui Tian said coldly.

"..." Su Chen's eyebrows were flat and he faintly covered the sarcasm and coldness at the corner of his mouth.

Nan Linfeng looked at Su Chen calmly, and he was already very surprised when he shrank into an inch, and the long sword in his hand shocked him.

The long sword in Ruitian's hand is not an ordinary thing, it is Wushang, who is comparable to a half-grade immortal weapon. If it is in the hand of the Tribulation Period, one sword can split the void.

The inconspicuous long sword in Su Chen's hand can resist Wushang?!
Chapter completed!