Ouyang Yunshu's words were obviously going to go against him.
"Hmph! What are you? You dare to care about my other people's business?" Su Jingan sneered.
"You will know right away." Ouyang Yunshu said coldly, then swung his sword and slashed down, and a dazzling golden light burst out, stunning.
Ouyang Yunshu swept out with a sword, the void trembled slightly, the energy swept away, the ground swayed violently, and the ancient trees around him broke one after another.
"What a terrible strength!" Su Jingan frowned deeply, exclaimed in his heart, and immediately used a spear to resist the attack.
The two weapons collided with each other, and a bang exploded. The terrible impact swept around, the ground collapsed and the grooves were flying.
With one move, Su Jing'an's soles slipped more than ten feet, and after stabilizing his body, his face turned slightly pale.
"Your strength is indeed strong!" Su Jing'an said in horror. He didn't expect that Ouyang Yunshu's strength was so terrifying.
Su Jing'an guessed in his heart that Ouyang Yunshu should be a sixth-grade savage.
"Little bastard, you dare to kill my son. I will definitely let you die miserably!" Su Jingan roared with gritted teeth, his face becoming extremely gloomy.
Ouyang Yunshu's figure disappeared strangely. The next second, a afterimage flashed by, and a stream of blood shot out from Su Jing'an's neck.
Su Jingan couldn't see how fast Ouyang Yunshu was, and could only vaguely capture the vague afterimage.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaobao gasped and his heart almost popped out. He was so scared that he collapsed all over and fell to the ground.
Ouyang Yunshu's speed was too fast, and Yang Xiaobao couldn't see clearly, and he could not even detect any energy fluctuations. There was no sign at all, so Ouyang Yunshu appeared behind Su Jing'an.
"Bastard!" Su Jingan covered his neck with an angry and ferocious expression on his face, wishing to immediately crush Ouyang Yunshu's bones and throw them into ashes.
"Who did you scold me just now?" Ouyang Yunshu asked coldly, a sharp murderous aura permeated his body.
"I'm scolding you for your ancestors for eight generations!" Su Jingan was furious and cursed fiercely.
Without saying a word, Ouyang Yunshu flashed to Su Jing'an in an instant, and then raised his leg and kicked him a few times. Each kick was terrifying and kicked Su Jing'an in the abdomen.
He kicked him one by one, but Su Jingan could not avoid it at all. His body was uncontrollably retreating and his body staggered.
In the end, Su Jingan couldn't bear it and vomited a mouthful of blood, and a torn colic came from his internal organs.
Yang Zhixiong was stunned on the spot, stunned.
Although Su Jingan is called the waste young master, he is a sixth-level refiner after all, and his combat power is not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators.
But even so, I was beaten by Ouyang Yunshu, which was so shocking!
"Who are you? Why do you interfere in this matter?" Su Jingan endured the pain from his abdomen and gritted his teeth.
"My brother, how can you insult the trash like you?" Ouyang Yunshu scolded coldly.
Ouyang Yunshu's tone is cold and bone-black, giving people a creepy feeling.
Su Jingan clenched his fists tightly and shouted fiercely, "Since you are looking for death, I will give you my life today!"
A loud shout sounded, and Su Jing'an urged his Yuanli to inject his spear. In an instant, Su Jing'an's momentum rose step by step, and violent waves rolled away.
Su Jingan's figure flashed past, and the spear in his hand shot out with a destructive force, with sharp and domineering pressure.
In the blink of an eye, three terrifying guns broke through the wind and blocked Ouyang Yunshu's retreat.
"A little trick to carving insects!" Ouyang Yunshu spoke lightly and immediately waved the iron sword.
A crisp metal impact sounded throughout the forest and wild valleys, sparks flew everywhere, and Ouyang Yunshu blocked Su Jing'an's attack.
With one sword blocked three shots, Ouyang Yunshu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but chose to retreat.
"Well? Why is this happening? Your strength..." Su Jing'an's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed with incredible horror.
Su Jingan tried his best to use the three shots just now, but he couldn't do anything to Ouyang Yunshu, and he couldn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes.
"You are a magician!" After a brief shock, Su Jingan instantly figured out the reason.
Ouyang Yunshu did not deny it, and Leng Bingbing said, "That's right! If you don't agree, you can try again."
"Okay, since that's the case, I'll give you my help!" Su Jingan said with gritted teeth, his face ferocious and murderous intent.
Su Jingan suddenly activated his true energy, and three silver needles escaped by themselves, and flew out like lightning, carrying a destructive aura.
"Over your own abilities!" Ouyang Yunshu snorted coldly with disdain, and then his right arm shook suddenly.
Ouyang Yunshu held the sword in one hand, dancing like lightning fast, and used his exquisite and tricky sword technique to easily knock the three silver needles away.
At the same time, Ouyang Yunshu bullied himself in front of him, slapped him out, and landed directly on Su Jing'an's cheek.
Su Jingan screamed, his whole face turned red and swollen, scarlet blood sprayed out of his mouth, his head swayed, and almost fell to the ground, feeling embarrassed.
Su Jingan was completely confused and couldn't react at all, let alone resisting.
Ouyang Yunshu bullied himself again, slapped him up again, and slapped Su Jingan's other half of the face.
Ouyang Yunshu opened his bow from left to right, and repeatedly slapped Su Jing'an on the other half of his face.