Ye Qingcheng used violence to deal with violent enemies, which was very popular.
At the same time, Ye Qingcheng likes to mention the title of Ye Kuangren. He calls her like this in private. It is purely to praise her for her hot-bloodedness and domination. It does not mean any ridicule or ridicule, but Ye Qingcheng knows nothing about the title of Ye Kuangren.
Ye Qingcheng walked up to Su Yunfei and patted him on the shoulder, saying proudly: "Sister, you are awesome!"
Su Yunfei extended his thumb and complimented: "Sister is the best in the world!"
Ye Qingcheng patted Su Yunfei on the shoulder again with great satisfaction, and said in an old-fashioned way: "You are a good young man, he has great vision!"
Su Yunfei could only giggle.
After a brief calm, the battle will continue.
The monks from the Black Tiger clan looked at the human monks again and again, and finally pointed at Su Yunfei and yelled: "Boy, come out! Don't look to the side, I'm talking about you!"
If the demon monks who had met Su Yunfei before were present, they would definitely observe a quarter of silence for Black Tiger at this moment.
All demon monks who have seen Su Yunfei know that the long sword in his hand is the most lethal to the demon clan. When Dongfang Nan and Ye Qingcheng went to battle, Su Yunfei wanted to lend them the sword, but was rejected. After all, both of them were
He is a proud man of heaven, and he has his own pride.
The disciples at Shushan Sword Tomb all looked at Black Tiger with expressions of silence.
Black Tiger was not angry, but felt trembling in his heart. In the last scene, the human monk looked at the white ape with sympathy, and the white ape died tragically. Now he looked at him with almost the same look,
No, it’s worse than the look at the white ape. Could it be that I’m wrong?
The boy looked harmless and had little fighting ability, which meant his sword looked more dangerous.
It couldn't help but glance at Su Yunfei a few more times. It felt more and more that it might have made a mistake. Just when it was about to change its opponent, Su Yunfei had already stood up. It was impossible to go back on it.
Without waiting for Black Tiger to speak, Su Yunfei pointed his sword at it and said, "Do you think I will chop off the sword several times?"
Arrogant! Very arrogant!
In the past, it was the demon monks who spoke harshly before the battle, but now it was the turn of the human monks. Suddenly the crowd became noisy, and someone shouted: "Junior Brother Shushan, although you are very arrogant! But I like it so much! Hahahaha..."
The disciples of Lingyue Palace also started shouting: "Junior Brother Su, kill that black tiger, and we will let Junior Sister Xiao marry you! Hehehehe..."
Su Yunfei's face was full of black lines, as were Senior Brother Dongfang and Senior Sister Ye. They all shouted "Well done!" "You are our pride" and so on. But when it came to him, his words changed.
The black tiger was a little angry when he heard Su Yunfei's words, and saw many human monks laughing and cursing. He felt offended and annoyed.
Black Tiger felt very shameless. The demon monks took reputation more seriously than the human race.
In order to save face, it pretended to be calm and said in a disdainful tone: "How many swords are there to kill me? Can you move if I stand and let you chop me? Don't think that your senior brother and senior sister will get carried away because they won. Today I will stand
If you can kill me with a hundred swords, I will take your surname."
The Black Tiger is confident in saying this. Although its physical body is not as good as the Xuanwu Clan, it is still among the best. More importantly, it has a blessing left by the ancestor of the Black Tiger Clan, which can form a protective shield.
Body light curtain. And he didn't think that this young human sword cultivator had the strength of the first two sword cultivators.
Su Yunfei was delighted when he heard this. What a good thing? Someone actually stood still and let him chop.
Su Yunfei pulled out the Chixiao Sword. The moment the divine sword was unsheathed, Black Tiger's heart trembled. The sword gave him such a dangerous feeling as soon as it was unsheathed.
The black tiger was a little afraid. This was fear from the soul. It regretted what it said before, and then it thought, is face still important?
When Su Yunfei was about to chop, Heihu suddenly raised his hand and made a stop gesture and said: "Sword cultivators are opponents worthy of respect. What I just said was a little disrespectful to you. Now I take back those words and give them to you.
A chance to fight me fairly!"
There were bursts of boos from the human monks. The remaining blood wolves and jackal cats were stunned and looked at the black tiger with incredible eyes. Just now, this guy seemed not to take his opponent seriously, why did he suddenly change?
So fast.
The blood wolf and the jackal cat were thinking, they felt something fishy, suddenly they looked up and looked at each other, they both saw the same answer in each other's eyes, it was the sword, because they were a little further away from the black tiger, and there was no black tiger.
Tiger felt it so intuitively, but when the sword was unsheathed, they all felt an inexplicable palpitation.
Seeing Black Tiger who suddenly demanded a fair fight, Su Yunfei felt very contemptuous in his heart. As a monk, you have to take advantage of the strong. If you don't feel the danger of the opponent, you will lose the courage to take action.
The black tiger launched an attack directly, wanting to test Su Yunfei's strength first, but to be cautious, it first activated the ancestor's blessing of body protection, then silently recited a set of mantras and punched out.
A ferocious black tiger phantom rushed towards Su Yunfei with unparalleled power.
Su Yunfei raised his sword and struck out with two superimposed sword lights. The brilliant sword light slashed towards the running tiger. With a bang, the tiger's shadow disappeared. The moment it dissipated, a fist seal struck, which Su Yunfei resolved with one sword strike.
The first wave of testing was over, and Black Tiger was convinced that this young human swordsman was not much weaker than the previous two, and was a formidable opponent.
So Black Tiger made fist seals with his hands again, silently recited the mantra, and punched out. This punch was as heavy as thunder, fierce and domineering, causing strong winds around him, and suddenly the wind from the fist turned into a shadow of Black Tiger that was even more solid than before.
The human monks watching the battle were all terrified, and the disciples at the Shushan Sword Tomb were all sweating for Su Yunfei.
Su Yunfei frowned and did not take it lightly. He directly slashed out a sword that was superimposed with three sword lights. However, the shadow did not dissipate, but became fainter. He quickly slashed with a sword that was superimposed with three sword lights. Black Tiger Xu
Only then did the shadow explode into pieces, and then he slashed out a sword to smash the fist mark that followed, causing it to explode.
Su Yunfei didn't want to give the black tiger a chance, so he flew directly in front of the black tiger and fought with it in close combat. The black tiger's face suddenly changed drastically, and he retreated again and again. While retreating, he continued to send out fist seals, but they were all chopped up by Su Yunfei's sharp sword energy.
Afterwards, there was no way to retreat, and it directly used the essence of the whole body to strengthen the light curtain created by the blessing of the ancestors' body protection all over the body.
Su Yunfei struck with his sword, but the light curtain did not move at all. He was shocked in his heart. The sword that could even cut through the tortoise shells of the Xuanwu Tribe could not cut through this light curtain. However, Black Tiger also felt uncomfortable. The light curtain could withstand part of the force.
The backlash was given to it.
If Su Yunfei knew that this was a body-protecting blessing given by the ancestors of the Black Tiger Clan, he should have understood. After all, the Black Tiger Clan is a very powerful race in the demon land, and the ancestors should be at least half-step immortal mirrors.
A wisp of blessing from a first-level powerhouse cannot be easily cut open.
Su Yunfei didn't know that this was a blessing from the ancestors of the Black Tiger clan. He only knew that if one sword failed, he would try another sword. This time he decided to use the superimposed Sky-Splitting Slash.
I saw a dazzling sword light, with an indestructible sword intent, slashing towards the light curtain. With a bang, the light curtain trembled, Black Tiger spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his figure was already shaky.
The blood wolf and the jackal were so frightened by this powerful and indestructible sword light that they broke out in cold sweat. They couldn't help but think, if this sword hit them, would they be able to withstand it? They were unsure.
Ye Qingcheng clenched her fists tightly and was very excited.
The human monks were all surprised by Su Yunfei's strength. Everyone knew about the rumors about him before. When they saw him wielding the sword with their own eyes, they were still stunned and speechless.
Immediately afterwards, Su Yunfei struck out again with a sword that was superimposed with three sky-splitting slashes. The light curtain began to be filled with cracks, and Black Tiger flew out. At this time, Black Tiger was completely devastated. Even if the body-protecting light curtain could hold on for a few more swords, he
He himself was also shocked to death by the force of the counterattack.
Su Yunfei stopped giving it a chance, and struck out with three more sky-shattering swords. The protective light curtain exploded directly, and the black tiger was completely on the verge of death.
Su Yunfei slashed out with his sword again, and the black tiger's head flew up, completely falling.
The human monks reveled again, and their successive victories made everyone's lost confidence return again.
With no time to continue enjoying the cheers of the crowd, Su Yunfei raised his sword and pointed at the last two demon monks, Blood Wolf and Jackal Cat, and shouted in a confident tone: "You two come together!"
This Yang's aura is really good for swordsmanship!
The blood wolf and the jackal cat were already scared at this moment. They knew that the black tiger had received a ray of body protection blessing from the ancestors. The light curtain that was comparable to the body protection armor of the Xuanwu clan did not block this person.
Young human swordsmen, what can they do to stop them?
For them, it is difficult for them to get off the tiger, they cannot escape, they cannot win the battle, surrender? Impossible! How could they surrender to their former slaves?
Then the only option is to fight. The blood wolf and jackal cat looked at each other, and then attacked Su Yunfei. The blood wolf shot out a bloody lightning, and the jackal directly shot out a giant palm about thirty feet long.
Su Yunfei responded calmly, first using his sword to resist the bloody lightning of the blood wolf, and then smashed the giant palm to pieces with one sword strike.
The jackal made a piercing whistling sound, just like a frightened cat meowing in the dark, which made people feel confused for a moment, but Su Yunfei's sword had already become clear, and it had long been immune to this kind of trick to confuse people.
Su Yunfei slashed out with his sword, and both of the jackal's arms were cut off. It temporarily lost its combat effectiveness.
Then he turned to kill the blood wolf. The blood wolf was covered in blood mist. He directly used the blood mist to condense into a long knife and slashed Su Yunfei.
Su Yunfei snorted coldly, slashed at the bloody sword with his sword, and then immediately protected his body with his sword to prevent the corrosive blood mist from hurting his body.
The blood mist condensed into a long sword again, and then was chopped into pieces. After three times, the blood mist could no longer condense. The blood wolf closed its eyes. The blood mist was its biggest killing weapon, but it did not harm the human sword.
No matter how hard you repair it, you should give up resistance. A sword light flew and the blood wolf fell.
The jackal didn't have any hope anymore, closed his eyes, and the sword light came as promised.
So far, the remaining eight demon monks have all died!