The God of Sky & Earth

“boy! You Martial Uncle is coming, you dare to fight!”

Come back to his senses, the Heavenly Palace people cheered together, moving towards the azure silhouette like a storm, excited and shouting, excitement and not forgetting moved towards Situ Muyang.

When Su Yi came back, everyone was as good as it was, and Essence, Qi, Spirit between the eyebrows finally came back.

“Little Martial Uncle!”

. . . . . Situ Muyang likes to cry, moved towards the azure robe silhouette coming out loud.

At this point, Su Yi stood up and looked at Situ Muyang with a smile. His eyes swept over the audience and his eyelids lifted. He said: “Smelly boy, come to me, Heavenly Palace?”

“hehe! Inadvertently made this way! Little Martial Uncle is blame!” Situ Muyang said with a smile, looking at the charm of the sky and covering the earth Su Yi, can not help but shocked.

Opposite, Su Yi made a gesture to Situ Muyang, and his mouth was full of smiles. He said: “I heard that your sword is very powerful. Come on! Let me show my strength and let me know!”

Situ Muyang was a little embarrassed when he was on the scene. He said: “Small Martial Uncle, are you sure? My sword is a bit of a name.”

Looking at Situ Muyang, Su Yi also came to try to try something, and said: “Less nonsense! Hurry!”

At this time, the silhouette of the Su singer also fell into the crowd, slightly looking at Su Yi in front of the person, a touch of praise in the eyes.

Su sings songs are naturally clear, cultivation in the swallowing horror, even if it is their own teaching, the Wind Sword is not so good to enter the sect.

Su Yi, who can’t understand the day of Wind Sword, will never let go of any opportunity to cultivate mind!

“Then you are careful! Little Martial Uncle!”

Situ Muyang instantly had a cold face, coldly shouted sound again, and an ice-cold aura rolled and spread!

Seeing that Su Yi did not resist the action at all, Situ Muyang was already owned, and he had already reminded him that Su Yi was still so big, couldn’t hesitate to fail!

“Little Martial Uncle, I am not a small child of the year! This move you can be connected!”

As soon as the voice fell, Situ Muyang no longer hesitated, and the innocent ice aura spread over the sky, and the Void that melted again became cold again. The frosty sword shadow of the sky was sent out from the body of Situ Muyang!

“peng!”

Suddenly, the thrill of the thundering sound resounded through the perimeter, and as the sword shadow washed away, an unreasonable and disturbing aura directly collapsed in Su Yi’s Zhou Kong!

“bang!”

A glimpse of it, Yu Tianchuan trembled again, and the fierce wind feathers and swords that swept the world more than just now.

At this moment, the 驭Heavenly Palace people who are present are following in ones heart trembled. The power of this killing is enough to make people feel guilty. Soul trembles. Many cultivation bases have low face and pale mouth, and they have bloody mouth!

At the same time, the unparalleled swordsmanship came, Su Yi, surrounded by the fierce sword qi, suddenly felt that his soul had also solidified with no reason, and the body was like a twisted twist, and could not move!

“Really strong sword! Although it is not like the Wind Sword, but in the Tianbancontinent is also a very strong cultivation technique!”

After a long time, Su Yi and Jinlong aura in the storm spread quickly, while protecting the body, Su Yi’s mouth was slightly smiled.

I have already realized the Sword of Situ Muyang, and Su Yi has an intuitive feeling.

The wind feather swords of Divine Sword and Situ Muyang are two different forms.

Straight to go straight, there is no loss is the biggest drawback of killing Divine Sword Wei, from this it can be seen that Su Yi’s understanding of the sword is not deep enough.

Compared with Situ Muyang’s sword meaning, although it has changed in form, it is already a huge leap and progress.

Through the soul energy urging, the will of the sword has changed, which is not something that the same person can do.

“Yes! With this insight, you can be the name of a peerless genius!”

During the storm, Su Yi’s icy voice came out slowly, and instantly let everyone present in the heart trembled.

Under such a terrible attack, Su Yi can still be calm and talk freely.

Is this contempt for people? Everyone looked toward towards Situ Muyang, whose face was also changing rapidly.

At this time, even Situ Muyang’s eyes were filled with a horrible fear, and how much of his windy sword had a formidable power. All of them have already seen it.

Right now, in the face of the small Martial Uncle public, Situ Muyang actually feels that his sword is like dragonfly touches the water lightly same, without any lethality.

“Damn!” Situ Muyang renewed his mind, and all the soul energy in his mind was rushed out, and a powerful sword was once again coming to the world!

“chi la !”

After the sword was rushed, Situ Muyang’s pupils trembled and felt that Zhou Jian’s sword seemed to be no longer controlled by himself. Su Yi’s figure instantly became extremely tall.

For a moment, Situ Muyang felt that his energy was being swallowed up by the heavens and the earth, and a more terrifying Tianwei collided on himself!

“ao roar! ”

I don’t know if it is the sound of Jinming, or the fierce beast. In a moment, all the fierce energy in the Zhou has disappeared. The boundless ice energy dissipates like a blow of wind.

In front of her eyes, Su Yi stood shoulder-to-hand, stepped out calmly, and her body shape was like electricity. It seemed to be slow. In fact, she blinked in front of Situ Muyang.

Situ Muyang, who consumed the soul energy, was shocked by the pupils. Facing Su Yi, he looked like the master between the heavens and the earth. The deep eyelids were overbearing, and there was no match!

Looking at Situ Muyang, who is somewhat soft, Su Yi raised his hand with one hand and directly supported Situ Muyang.

The energy of the week is sweeping, and the hair of the two people is blown up!

“Little Martial Uncle, what cultivation base did you get?” Situ Muyang’s face is unbelievable.

He really can’t figure out why he is so small in front of Su Yi.

Su Yi has a hook on his mouth and looks at towards the solitary rain. The latter is not strange. He whispers: “Your little Martial Uncle has already been 1st-Layer.” When the voice fell, Su Yi gently raised his palm again. From the beginning, the space is inexplicably trembled, and above the sky, all the energy storms disappear instantly.

At this time, Situ Muyang thoroughly felt a terrifying, shocking look at Su Yi, faintly said: “Little Martial Uncle public, I admit defeat!”

In an instant, all the 驭Heavenly Palace people cheered at the scene, moved towards Su Yi excited and shouted, and the face of Heavenly Palace finally won back!

Soon, the presence of the discipline quickly opened up space for a few people, Su Yi took Situ Huyang and the others to the peak of the Zhongzheng.

The rest of the discipline also retired and no longer stayed. Today’s comparison test also ends with Su Yi’s town.

The brothers embraced each other tightly, and the two had not seen each other for a long time since the last time.

Speaking to each other about what happened, Situ Muyang’s admiration and reverence for Su Yi is more exhibit one’s feelings in one’s speech.