Chapter 32

Qiao Chenan followed his gaze to look into the pavilion, and saw the young man who was drinking with him walking out of the small pavilion slowly, dressed in blue black clothes, but dressed as a knight-errant, I don't know if it was his own illusion, Qiao Chen'an felt a somewhat familiar aura from this person.

The man casually looked at Qiao Chen'an for a few times, then smiled lightly and said: "It's just a master among mortals, Brother Zhou, don't worry, let me take his head!"

There seems to be a lot of confidence between words.

Qiao Chen'an couldn't help sneering when he heard the words: "Your Excellency speaks so loudly!"

Since he practiced, except for the last time he killed the ghost king outside Qiantang County to save Wu Qiuyue, he hadn't fought much with others, but the repeated fights tonight aroused his fighting spirit.

A good man in the world, who has no blood in his chest!

As the saying goes, a good person is bullied, and a good horse is ridden by someone. Now the other party puts a knife on his neck. If there is any soft-heartedness, it is his cowardice and incompetence!
Sun Yan seemed disdainful to talk to him, but just sneered: "Killing you is like killing a chicken!"

Pulling out the fine steel sword from his waist, he held a sword flower in front of him, and rushed towards him as soon as he moved. Qiao Chen'an's eyes were fixed, and he finally understood where the previous sense of familiarity came from.

This person's hand is full of spiritual energy, and he is also a cultivator!No wonder his posture was so arrogant that he didn't pay attention to him, the so-called master among mortals.

The long sword in Sun Yan's hand pierced through the void, and went straight to his chest. The sword energy surged violently, like the water of a great river, and the Geng Jin energy boiled and roared!

If Qiao Chen'an hadn't cultivated his spiritual power many days ago, he might have been forced into an extremely embarrassing situation at this time, but now that his dantian is full of spiritual power, he is already a real monk, so why not be afraid!

And he discovered a very strange thing, Sun Yan's sword is obviously extremely fast, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is as fast as the wind, but in his eyes, it seems that he is slowing down a little bit, and the sword moves forward. His trajectories were faintly visible, and there seemed to be loopholes everywhere in his sword moves.

In the rear, Zhou Hongshan's expression was stern, as if he had seen Qiao Chen'an's head rolling down and his death on the spot.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce into Qiao Chenan's chest, Sun Yan suddenly showed a look of regret, and sighed: "Today, the killing ring is activated again, and a new soul will be added under the sword!"

However, his face changed drastically the next moment, because the opponent leaned over to dodge his fatal blow. Not only that, a big hand with a little golden light quickly zoomed in before his eyes!
A crisp sound!
Sun Yan, who was originally aggressive, was thrown flying by a slap, opened his mouth and spit out two bloody teeth, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"you!"

Sun Yan roared angrily, ignoring the horror in his heart, he got up from the ground, half of his cheeks were already swollen, he never expected that the person in front of him was also a cultivator!
Seeing this, Zhou Hongshan's expression suddenly froze, and he shouted in disbelief: "Brother Sun!"

Huangfuxuan, who was watching the battle, suddenly clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "It's fun, it's fun, this thief puppy's teeth were knocked out by Brother Qiao!"

At this moment, Qiao Chenan shook his palm vigorously, frowned and said, "It hurts me to death!"

This is not false, the slap he just gave was too forceful, even though he was covered by spiritual power, he still felt numb.

In Sun Yan's eyes, his unintentional actions turned into blatant mockery. He was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and said hysterically, "You rat, you are too deceitful, I will take your life!"

But he didn't rush over again like before, instead he stood there, muttering something, his eyes fixed on him, his expression was ferocious, as if he wanted to peel his skin and lay his bones down.

Qiao Chen'an was puzzled, but saw the steel sword under his feet clanging clangingly, shining brightly, suddenly rising from the ground, rushing towards him like a meteor!
Swordsmanship!
Qiao Chen'an's pupils froze. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would know how to control the flying sword. This was a bit beyond his expectation, but that's all. Not only did he not feel the slightest bit of fear, but his fighting spirit became more and more high-spirited.

Tonight may be the first battle he has experienced with a monk!

A truly powerful swordsman can often injure the enemy thousands of miles away, and take his life in an instant. The enemy is often decapitated before seeing his face. Needless to say, this kind of person is terrifying, but Sun Yan's The ability is obviously far from reaching this step.

The sword flew like a dragon, danced like the wind, and went straight to Qiao Chen'an's vitals. Under the night, only a cyan streamer could be seen flying up and down around him, trying to put him to death.

If he failed to dodge once, Qiao Chen'an would be seriously injured, but he dodged all the sword moves while swaying his figure, as if he could foresee the attack of the flying sword in advance, step by step towards Sun Yan approached, his eyes were cold.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing Qiao Chen'an's leisurely appearance as if walking in the courtyard, casually walking through the sword light, Sun Yan was panicked and angry, and shouted in disbelief, since he got this set of sword control skills from Shushan, he has killed countless opponents, How can you lose again and again today? !

He only felt his heartbeat gradually speeding up with his pace, almost breaking free from his chest, and his breathing almost stagnated.

Immediately increase the offensive of the flying sword, even more fierce and raging!

Accompanied by the vast sword light, Qiao Chen'an walked with his blue shirt billowing in the wind, making him look like a fairy descending from the earth. When he was still more than ten steps away from Sun Yan, he suddenly accelerated his forward speed, like a tiger leaping through a stream, He broke free from the sword light suddenly, and came to Sun Yan almost instantly!

Not giving him a chance to speak at all, Qiao Chenan slapped him down, and Sun Yan flew out obliquely, leaving a series of bloody rays in mid-air, and fell to the ground, with blood continuously spilling from his mouth.

It's just that this time he couldn't stand up again, and gradually lost his vitality. Qiao Chen'an's palm with spiritual power had already shattered his heart.

There was a soft sound from Pengdi, but the flying sword fell to the ground two steps away from Qiao Chen'an.

Zhou Hongshan didn't expect the situation to reverse so quickly. Sun Yan, who he thought would win, turned into a corpse in a blink of an eye. There was a buzz in his mind, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and he screamed madly. They also fled wildly into the mountains and forests!

Huangfuxuan originally wanted to catch up, but seeing Qiao Chen'an with a cold expression, he leaned over and picked up the flying sword beside him, and threw it forcefully in the direction Zhou Hongshan was escaping from.

A blue line flashed across the night like lightning, and there was a soft chirp. Zhou Hongshan's face froze, and he looked down at his chest in disbelief. At that position, there was a cold sword tip, dripping red!
The man was furious, and blood spattered five steps!
 Thanks to "Tai Yi Dao Zun" for the reward.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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