This series of fights left Su Xun dumbfounded. He was so excited that he could not calm down for a long time.

He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and considered each move carefully.

Su Xun had never heard or seen such a coherent move.

Su Xun has never had this kind of close learning opportunity.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he was under the pressure of two powerful men.

He was already intoxicated and couldn't extricate himself.

In Su Xun's mind, the figures of two powerful men were constantly microscopically constructed.

The moves of the two men, the timing of their attacks, and the coherence of their moves were all impeccable.

Su Xun couldn't find any faults, because this move was almost perfect.

Su Xun's eyes flashed and he was obsessed with it. His heart was ups and downs like the waves.

The heart of seeking the truth was also vividly displayed at this moment.

He is more obsessed than ever.

Be more focused than ever.

Comprehend, practice one move at a time, and ponder over and over again.

Without having time to watch the fight between the two powerful men, Su Xun would engrave these moves into his mind and ponder them carefully.

With every move, every breath and every breath, the figures intertwined with each other, and Su Xun's consciousness had no time to observe them carefully.

Everything down to the smallest detail is the ultimate.

The strength of the prophet saint and the devil is truly terrifying.

Su Xun watched the two fighting and felt fear in his heart.

Ever since he entered the Three States and Four Islands and the ancient family, Su Xun has never been in awe of anyone.

But at this moment, he had to be in awe of these two people.

Perfect moves, perfect realm, this kind of battle is impeccable.

Su Xun was almost addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

One move after another flashed through his mind.

The fleeting shadows, one black and one white, attack each other.

Suddenly, the man in white raised his hand, and a sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the sword was full of green light flashing.

With the sword composed of blue light, Su Xun's pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't know where the aura of green light originated from.

But this aura is definitely not true energy.

Under Su Xun's gaze, more and more sword shadows flashed in the hands of the man in white.

These sword shadows are large and small, and are well-proportioned. The green light surrounding the sword tip is constantly swirling.

As for the man in white, although his face cannot be seen clearly.

But in Su Xun's mind, he could imagine that he must have a solemn look on his face.

My swordsmanship is mediocre. If you want to overwhelm me with sword moves, it's impossible. The devil gave a soft drink, and immediately there was a wisp of green shuttle in his hand.

Above the green shuttle, the light shines brightly.

Qing Shuo, the man in white was startled.

Yes, this treasure is not bad to begin with, and I have spent time repairing it.

Immediately, he gave a soft drink, and the green shuttle in his hand suddenly floated into the void.

Above the green shuttle, there are thousands of auspicious lights and thousands of auspicious colors.

With the blessing of the devil, the green shuttle rotates faster and faster.

Above the green shuttle, black and yellow qi float into the void.

A dragon roar came out, and there seemed to be many magic methods present.

It is truly mysterious and infinite.

Five colors of light illuminate the earth.

At this moment, the power of the magic weapon fully blooms.

Boom, the sword formation composed of green light quickly attacked Qingsuo.

After dozens of attacks, all the green light disappeared, and some of the green shuttle's light faded.

You have a magic weapon, so what, I can defeat you in an upright and upright manner. The words of the happy saint reached the ears of the devil.

At this moment, Su Xun's expression changed slightly. From beginning to end, he had never heard a word from Saint Xiaoyao, but after saying this, he was a little stunned.

This voice seemed familiar, familiar yet a little strange.

He seemed to have heard such a voice somewhere, but maybe it had been too long, so he couldn't remember it for a while.

Could it be that Saint Xiaoyao, whom I have seen before, had such an idea inexplicably come to Su Xun's mind.

Immediately, he recalled the source of the sound, and that scene could not help but appear in his mind.

In the depths of my mind, that figure gradually emerged, becoming clearer and clearer.

It's him... Su Xun's expression suddenly changed, and then a strange look appeared on his face.

Su Xun's expression seemed to be full of surprise and surprise, but in the end it turned into a solemn look.

If it was really him, that would have gone too far... Su Xun was a little bit dumbfounded.

On the field, the two powerful figures continued to take action.

Su Xun observed the two of them carefully and tried his best to microscopically construct their attack moves.

There were many things that he needed to ponder carefully before he could understand such an intention.

It was as if the Happy Prophet was the first to launch a powerful attack move.

Such moves have been reduced from complexity to simplicity, and even become extremely common.

Faced with such a simple and unpretentious move, the Demon God did not take it lightly.

In his hand, it took three moves to neutralize the moves of the Happy Prophet.

If he just looked at this move simply, it would be difficult for Su Xun to understand.

Down to the smallest detail, Su Xun judged from the result of the fight between the two that the Prophet Xiaoyao had a slight upper hand.

If you look at the use of these moves in reverse, it would be very intuitive. Although the Happy Prophet used one move.

But there are three ways of attacking.

Facing this extremely powerful attack, if the Demon God didn't use three moves, it would be difficult to resist it.

Although he made three moves, he still lost to the Happy Prophet in terms of momentum.

In a battle between strong men, if they lose in terms of momentum, they will always be suppressed.

Soon, the two were fighting together again.

Suddenly, the demon gods groaned and fell from the void. They were beaten by the prophet Xiaoyao until they vomited blood.

Saying goodbye, a sudden sound came out, and the figure of the devil disappeared.

In the void, Prophet Xiaoyao vomited blood and foam, and he looked around blankly.

Do you understand? A faint voice came into Su Xun's ears.

Su Xun only felt his spirit trembled, and his eyes showed confusion.

How did the Happy Prophet know that I was here after hundreds of years?

Did you understand that sentence? It was clearly what he wanted to say to me. There was a look of thought in Su Xun's eyes.

Without thinking too much, the original scene of the two fighting reappeared in Su Xun's mind.

This kind of fighting is extremely complicated, and these kinds of moves are impeccable.

He didn't just copy the gourd and learned from everything.

He used his talents to memorize the connecting parts of the moves, and then combined them with his own Taoism to make up for the shortcomings.

Of course, his cultivation is not as good as the two strong men, and his understanding is not as deep as the two.

Su Xun gave a light drink, and the Chixiao Sword appeared in his hand.

What would happen if I thrust out this sword like the Happy Prophet?

At this moment, Su Xun was very eager in his heart. He wanted to see the effect of stabbing the sword.

His figure flashed immediately.

He disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already dozens of meters ahead.

The blade of the sword buzzed, and Su Xun's sword thrust out decisively.
Chapter completed!