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    Yan Bei's sword intent did not reach Huang Tingjian, but was first stopped by a purple-gold light, which was the light emanating from the Yellow Crane Tower.  The Wangchuan in Su Wen's hand also failed to touch Yan Bei's sleeves, and was pinched by two fingers that were as clear as white jade. Those were Yan Bei's hands.  The next moment, Huang Ting firmly grasped the purple-gold light in the sky, and his whole aura increased again, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. Although not a single poem was recited or a word was written, it was enough to make Yan Bei bend down slightly.  waist.  Su Wen let out a soft whistle, and the veins on his arm popped out, and he moved the Wangchuan Sword forward two inches again. The blade pierced Yan Bei's palm, and a little bit of red oozed out.  The Wangchuan Sword is the most powerful sword in the world today, and it is also the sword of Yan Bei's mentor. It would rather break than bend, so how can Yan Bei be able to stop it with just a pair of fleshy palms?  With the sword intent of sacrificing his life in front of him and the Yellow Crane Holy Tower crashing down from above, Yan Bei's only choice is to retreat.  "It's as fast as the wind!" As soon as the words fell, Yan Bei's figure disappeared from the spot. He came behind Su Wen almost in an instant, then raised his finger as a sword and gently tapped Su Wen's back.  "The teacher taught me that the sharpest sword in the world is not Wangchuan, but oneself." As expected of Yan Bei, in such a difficult situation, he was still able to handle it with ease, and even gave Su Wen some leisurely guidance.  As if to prove his words, at this moment, Yan Bei turned himself into a long sword and stabbed Su Wen!  "You also taught me that once the sword is thrown out, there will be no return!" With Su Wen's soft chant, the Wangchuan sword in his hand suddenly erupted with an extremely bright black light.  Su Wen didn¡¯t look back, but he flipped his wrist lightly and held the sword hilt in the opposite direction.  He used the sacrificial sword behind him!  The sword edge passed by Su Wen's armpit, leaving a half-foot-long blood mark on his right rib, and then left with determination.  As if he had eyes, he faced Yan Bei's sword finger!  It all happened so fast.  Before everyone present had time to react, the field had already experienced several thrilling confrontations.  Wang Bujue, who was a bit slow to react, and Dujian moved at the same time, but they took completely opposite postures.  One person bullies himself and comes forward, while the other person retreats violently.  The long sword in Wang Bujue's hand drew a perfect half-arc in the air, but it was not directed at Su Wen, but at Huang Tingjian who was in mid-air. However, he only used half of the sword technique before he was forced to do so.  He paused because a slender arm suddenly wrapped around his neck.  And a stream of yellow water poured down from the air, hitting his blade, making it difficult for him to advance even half a point.  The most exquisite thing about Lone Arrow's bow hunting technique is to attack and kill from a distance. When someone gets close to him, it's difficult to use his fists and punches. So he flew out at the first moment, but he never thought that the one who looked like a big rat  The demon tribesmen reacted faster than him, and actually got close to him immediately, not giving him any chance to get out of the battle!  Immediately afterwards, a quiet sound of the piano resounded between heaven and earth.  But the target was clearly set on Yan Bei.  This piece of music is not an existing war music, nor is it Mu Xi¡¯s own war music, but it makes everyone in the field change their colors.  This song.  It was Su Wen who taught her.  The name is: Besieged on all sides.  This is a restricted war song!  The sound of the piano fell on Yan Bei's body with a faint cyan light. Even as powerful as Yan Bei, he couldn't help but pause at this moment.  At this moment, Wangchuan in Su Wen¡¯s hand had arrived.  "Tsk" With a sharp sonic boom, the tip of the Wangchuan Sword passed between Yan Bei's fingers and plunged into his right shoulder.  Blood flowers bloomed in the air, and before Yan Bei had time to react, another brilliant purple-gold light hit his chest and abdomen.  Huang Tingjian has arrived.  "Move like thunder!" The four words of war came out.  A burst of thunder immediately rang in everyone's ears, and a frightening lightning exploded in the field.  Without hesitation, everyone's eyes turned into absolute light.  Then came complete darkness.  Su Wen has never encountered a similar situation, but he knows what it is.  Temporary blindness!  The deprivation of vision made the scene even more chaotic, especially Lone Arrow, with the sharpest eyes, let out a cry at this moment.  But Su Wen felt an unprecedented sense of calm.  He gently closed his eyes, as if he had returned to the blind state a year ago.?When walking in southern Xinjiang, I carefully felt every breeze, every breath, and every sound around me.  Then Su Wen suddenly turned around, jumped up high, and cut through the night sky with the Wangchuan in his hand.  "The sky is full of frost as the moon sets and the crows cry." With the song "Besieged on All Sides" that has never stopped playing in my ears, a piece of moonlight fell from the sky, a crow of blacks resounded through the sky, and a bit of frost accurately condensed at Yan Bei's feet.  The thunder and lightning on his body stopped.  "Jiang Feng Yuhuo vs. Chou Mian." Su Wen's sword did not mean violence at all, but was full of calmness. He seemed to have returned to the wilderness forest outside Huizhou Mansion, with gurgling hidden springs flowing underground, and maple leaves fluttering in his ears.  With a gentle touch, the fishing fire in front of you rises calmly, making people feel full of peace and tranquility.  Facing this extremely quiet and peaceful sword, Yan Bei's expression finally became extremely solemn. He once again stretched out his palm. There was no sword shape in his hand, but there was a sword intention. A loud sword whistle came out of thin air.  rise.  As follows, there are noisy bazaars, a passionate voice, laughter in the tavern, and crying in the tomb. This is a red dust sword.  Use movement to control stillness, use the world to destroy tranquility!  However, Su Wen's sword was not over yet.  "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell is ringing for the passenger ship!" A wake-up call sounded in everyone's ears, and a cluster of black fireworks bloomed in front of Yan Bei. Immediately, the world in front of Su Wen's eyes lit up again.  .  He opened his eyes and looked at the blood at the corner of Yan Bei's mouth. The Wangchuan in his hand was less than two inches away from Yan Bei's heart.  There was no embarrassment, anger, or fear in Yan Bei's eyes. He raised one hand flat, and the sword intent condensed in his palm gently rested on the side of Su Wen's neck, less than half an inch!  This time, Su Wen lost in the sword fight.  Even though there is no sword in Yan Bei's hand.  But the outcome of this battle did not end with this, because at the same time, Huang Tingjian also stuck behind Yan Bei, and the Yellow Crane Tower that was originally in his hands was floating above Yan Bei's head, like a purple-gold beam.  The cage made it difficult for Yan Bei to take another step forward.  Seeing that the life of his own leader was in an unprecedented crisis, the remnants of the Holy Martial Army naturally burst out with more powerful fighting power, forcing Lu Sanjiao and others to retreat steadily. Wang Bujue smashed the water of the underworld in front of him with red eyes, and used  Injured for injuries, he was freed from Ada's hands and galloped towards Yanbei.  The single arrow was tightly entangled by Ah Er, but he still fully drew the long bow in his hand and aimed it firmly at Huang Tingjian's head. The hunting holy arrows were shot out without fail!  But at this moment, Mu Xi's voice suddenly sounded.  "Su Wen, be careful, Yan Bei is the prince of the demon clan!" (To be continued)
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