187, Battle of Shushan 2

When everyone saw Su Yang saying this, they naturally knew that today's World War I was inevitable. The leaders of the Eight Gates are very clear in their hearts that although Su Yang only has the late stage of Jiedan, the power he can burst out is definitely much more than that of the later stage of Jiedan.

Therefore, they were not in a hurry to send their disciples to fight. After all, this time they were all their own direct disciples, and only one, so they only had one chance to take action.

In this case, it is natural to wait for other people's disciples to fight against Su Yang and constantly consume each other. In such a wheel battle, in the end, when their disciples go up again, the probability of winning is very high.

Therefore, in this comparison, it is obvious that the more you are behind, the safer it is. At the same time, the heads of all factions are also a little strange.

Su Yang's cultivation has also been seen for them. Although it is very high, I'm afraid it's difficult to compete with the disciples of the eight schools. Such rules also seem to be unfavorable to Shushan. I don't know why Guren has to arrange it like this?

There are also people with this idea, including Jianxin Master and Apprentice and Chu Yan. They looked at Gu Ren with doubt on their faces. Who knew that the other party did not say anything, but aspiring to win, which made everyone even more puzzled.

At this time, except for the head of the Wind Chasing School, the eight sects were still unconscious, and the rest of them began to secretly discuss with their disciples.

For a while, no one on the court came forward to fight against Su Yang, which made Su Yang sneer and looked down on the Eight Gates.

Finally, a cyan figure flashed and appeared on the stage. It was a man in a cyan robe.

The man looks plain, but his breath is strong. Obviously, his cultivation is not low. Su Yang fixed his eyes and saw that the other party's cultivation was a level higher than himself in the later stage of Dancheng.

The man hugged Su Yang's fist and said coldly, "I'm going to ask Feng Qianli, the eldest disciple of the Wind School, for advice!"

Feng Qianli is not clear about Su Yang's cultivation, but he just knows that the other party is not in the later stage of Jiedan. Naturally, he is not used to the behavior of the head of the other sect, and his side is in a coma in the hands of the leader and has not woken up so far.

Therefore, Feng Qianli thought that he would defeat Su Yang as soon as he took action, which could also hit the other seven factions, and when his master woke up, he would definitely praise himself.

Among the disciples of my peers, Feng Qianli has the highest cultivation, so in the past, his eyes were higher than the top.

At this time, when he saw that Su Yang's cultivation level was not as good as his own, he thought that it was easy to defeat him. After all, in his cognition, there was no statement that he could win the cross-level battle.

When Su Yang saw Feng Qianli, he just hugged his fist slightly and didn't say anything. He stood at his feet and waited for Feng Qianli's attack.

As early as the wind came up, Su Yang already had a general judgment about this person in his heart. Although his speed is very fast, it is only because of their pursuit of the style.

In addition, whether from his eagerness to show his character or his arrogant expression, Su Yang knew that this was just a monk with almost no actual combat experience.

Although it is already very high for ordinary people to have such cultivation at such an age, it is not enough for Su Yang.

Feng Qianli saw that Su Yang did not even have the most basic courtesy to him, but casually hugging his fist was a commitment, which made him angry in an instant.

Well, the boy is rampant. I'll knock you down later. Let's see how crazy you are? Feng Qianli didn't say much. He cursed in his heart, and his whole body had already flown up.

In terms of speed, the skills of the wind-chasing school are indeed unique. Even a disciple of Dancheng's later stage showed no less speed than that of the general shen period monks at this time.

Su Yang just saw several blue lights flashing in front of him, and Feng Qianli had already appeared in front of him. At the same time, Su Yang saw that the other party also sacrificed his magic weapon, which was a cold shining dagger.

The whole body of the dagger presents a strange blue color, which exudes a gloomy atmosphere, which is obviously an extraordinary blade.

Although it is not a treasure, it is definitely a heavenly spiritual weapon. It seems that where to sleep is really good for his disciple.

At the moment he saw the dagger, Su Yang had found that the strange blue on the dagger was a kind of poison. Generally speaking, practitioners hardly use poison. After all, ordinary poison can't do any harm to monks. And if poison is used, naturally this poison is very powerful.

Because of the skill problem, the wind-chasing school is good at speed, so the combat effectiveness is weaker. In order to solve this problem, they thought of using poison. If the Tianding school's alchemy ranks first in the human world, the poison of the wind-chasing school can definitely rank in the top three in the human world.

The speed is fast, and the magic weapon is very painful. Generally speaking, it is indeed a great threat to meet such a monk. But this is only the situation in the human world, and Su Yang is a ghost cultivation from the ghost cultivation area of the underworld.

One of the realms of ghost cultivation before practicing qi is the condensation. Everything in heaven and earth can condense, and after condensing, the body has the attributes of condensing.

This point is fully demonstrated by Su Yang at this moment. According to common sense, when Feng Qianli's dagger stabs, Su Yang will definitely turn around and dodge. At this time, Feng Qianli will make full use of his speed and launch a powerful offensive like a maggot.

But who knew that Su Yang did not dodge when he saw the dagger, but raised his right hand and went to the dagger.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qianli was stunned at first, because Su Yang made his subsequent offensive unable to continue. Then, Feng Qianli was overjoyed, because he knew that Su Yang was no different from dying. Unexpectedly, the battle would end so soon.

Ding!

Su Yang's right hand collided with the dagger, and did not cut into Su Yang's hand as Feng Qianli thought, and then poisoned Su Yang in an instant. Instead, the dagger collided with Su Yang's right hand and made a metal sound, and he could faintly see the burst of Mars.

Looking at the sound, Feng Qianli suddenly had an incredible expression on his face, because Su Yang started from his fingertips, and his whole right arm turned into a sword. His dagger can pierce the flesh and blood at most. Who knows that the other party turned into a sword and blocked his dagger.

Just as Feng Qianli was stunned, he suddenly heard Su Yang whispering, "This kind of attack is okay to deal with your disciples of the eight sects, but it's too simple for me!"

Hearing Su Yang's words, Feng Qianli said something bad in his heart, and the whole person turned around and flew back. But no matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than Su Yang's sword.

Oh!

I only heard a slight sound of breaking the air, and the gold flashed away. I saw a body bursting a blood mist in mid-air and flying backwards, falling on the ground with a bang. It was the wind for thousands of miles.

At this time, his arms were injured, and the dagger had fallen to the ground. His whole face was unwilling, but he really failed. And he also knew in his heart that if Su Yang hadn't finished in time, I'm afraid that his arms would have been gone at this time.

Su Yang did not look at Feng Qianli again, but shouted loudly, "Next!"