This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 950 Deja Vu
"Master Su, can you listen to the poor Taoist?"

What I never expected was that the person who saved Qian Xiaoxiao in the end was actually the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Yushu Zhenren.

Su Xiuxiu's sword paused, she turned to look at Master Yushu, her tone was a little cold: "What is the meaning of the head of Qingcheng, this woman is a member of the demon way, don't you know?"

The real Yushu said: "Pindao knows, but that unscrupulous disciple of Pindao has something to do with this girl. Therefore, Pindao still has some questions and wants to ask her."

Qian Xiaoxiao's face on the ground changed slightly, the words of real Yushu reminded her of some painful memories.

Su Xiuxiu's gaze stayed on Master Yushu for a moment, and then said: "Since this is the case, a moment must be enough time for Master Qingcheng to ask questions, please."

"Thank you."

After Master Yushu thanked him, he said in a startling way: "Pindao dares to ask, why does Master Su want to kill this girl?"

Su Xiuxiu glanced at Master Yushu indifferently, but did not answer, but Master Yushu sighed to himself: "Is it really because of blood feud? Can Master Su listen to the poor Taoist?"

Master Yushu said sternly: "Pindao also knows that this girl has committed many crimes, but I don't know if head master Su can give her a chance to live and let her use the rest of her life to atone for her sins."

The real person Yushu's words not only shocked Qian Xiaoxiao on the ground, but also puzzled Su Xiuxiu. She frowned and said, "This woman killed countless people, and she was also stained with the blood of many Taoist disciples. The head of Qingcheng has a broad chest. Like the sea, but have you ever thought about the Kunlun and Emei factions?"

Master Yushu showed shame on his face, and he said: "Pindao knows that this is a cheeky remark, but...Pindao's unscrupulous apprentice risked his life to believe in it, and Pindao didn't want it to just become a sentence like this. Empty words."

".boring."

Su Xiuxiu shook her head slightly, and Master Yushu was about to speak to persuade him, but saw a sword light coming towards him, he was shocked, pushed Anping out, and sacrificed his sword to block, retreating several times Only then did he stabilize his figure.

Master Yushu sighed and continued to work hard: "Master Su, please come back."

"It's not too many to kill two. If you want to help her, then come forward."

Su Xiuxiu's eyes were indifferent, and the long sword in her hand turned the flower, spinning in front of her like a windmill, like a circular light curtain, and the whirling blade emerged from the light, turning into an arrow and flying forward.

Daoist Yushu waited in full force, raised his hand and sent out the long sword, holding a sword formula with his left and right fingers, the long sword accelerated twice from mid-air, and flew forward with the afterimage turning into a stream of light.

Between the collision of the two sword shadows, countless sparks burst out and fell all over the sky like a golden-red rain.

Su Xiuxiu's eyes darkened. She swept across with her sword, and a strong wind passed by. The light in the sky suddenly disappeared, followed by billowing air waves.

I saw her stepping into the air, her sword pointing forward, like fangs and sharp claws, a faint red light emanating from her right arm, but it was quickly snuffed out invisible.

The sword light is colorless, only the strong wind is like a blade, smoothing out the surrounding land like an iron knife plowing the ground, Su Xiuxiu stabs with a sword, and the thousands of rays of light are quiet and moving in an instant, like lightning flashes and thunder in a trance The terrifying scene suddenly resounded in the sword light.

Master Yushu's expression was solemn. He drew the sword downwards. When the sword fell, countless light spots flashed on the ground. In an instant, it was like a galaxy on the ground. From the starlight, countless sword blades sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain. In the blink of an eye, they turned into three-inch seedlings. Make towering bamboo.

Countless sword lights converged from left to right and merged into one, and finally formed an angle with the large formation quietly formed under the feet, like a raised dragon head, colliding violently with the colorless sword light.

From the point of confrontation, a group of flickering light quickly formed, and the wild waves rolled back like the wind and clouds were changing. The sound of explosions came one after another, as if they were in the midst of the stormy waves, and the feeling of the world turning upside down came spontaneously.

All of a sudden, no matter it was Yushu Daoist or Su Xiuxiu, they both felt a trace of familiar shadow from the completely different sword moves of the other party.

When the two were surprised, the two sword lights merged with each other, and finally turned into a dazzling red sun, which was lifted up by the rolling back waves. In an instant, the ground around the two of them was like thunder tracks, and countless Cracks, smoke, and golden tongues flying!
The violent explosion was accompanied by countless stardust sword flowers falling from the sky, once again smashing the dilapidated ground into pieces.
The strong explosion shock wave caused both of them to retreat.

But after all, Su Xiuxiu's martial arts are superior. Even though she has used the Jade Maiden Sword Technique several times in a row, she still has no problem at all in piercing Lu Jin.

The roaring flames were like fire dragons soaring into the sky, and the face of the real Yushu in the reflection seemed to be on fire. At this moment, his heart was in pain, his blood was boiling, and a fishy smell was in his mouth, leaving only sporadic bright red traces at the corners of his mouth.

When the situation was calm, Su Xiuxiu's face changed slightly, and a gloomy look flashed in her eyes, just because during the fierce battle just now, Qian Xiaoxiao, the main figure, escaped quietly.

Master Yushu also discovered that Qian Xiaoxiao was missing. Facing Su Xiuxiu, who was a little too strong, he still stubbornly stood in front of him.

"Cough Master Su, please listen to the poor way"

Before finishing a sentence, Su Xiuxiu rushed forward with one step, the sword light flashed against the raised right hand of Master Yushu, and then the opponent's left hand condensed a palm force and slammed on his chest.

"puff--"

"Sect Master!"

Master Yushu spurted out a mouthful of blood and rolled backwards to the ground. Anping was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything else and rushed out to help him up.

Su Xiuxiu glanced at the real Yushu who was on the ground, and said to herself with some annoyance: "Tsk, I'm careless."

The cooked duck flew away, and no one would be happy if it changed, especially Su Xiuxiu had no more time to chase and kill the other party for the second time, no matter how crazy Qian Xiaoxiao was, she would not be able to hold herself together Hurt to fight with oneself.

It was a sure-fire battle, but in the middle of the battle, a real Yushu was killed. Although this person's martial arts is not as good as his own, but he used the Jade Girl Sword Technique one after another, and Su Xiuxiu was inevitably weak in succession.

But it was at this pass that the strange sword moves of Master Yushu aroused her interest, so she was a little more interested than necessary, escaped Qian Xiaoxiao, and made her feel a little embarrassed at the same time.

Sighing softly, Su Xiuxiu stepped forward, looking away from Anping who looked like a formidable enemy. Her eyes fell on Yushu, and she said calmly: "That move just now doesn't seem like the Qingcheng sect's martial arts. .”

Master Yushu sat up in front of him. He covered his chest and said reluctantly: "What Master Su said is true. I also feel that the sword in Master Su's hand just now is not like Emei swordsmanship."

"Ha." Su Xiuxiu chuckled, but she was convinced. Then she flew up and landed on Master Yushu's chest, and then told him to fly four to five feet away.

Master Yushu vomited blood, struggled for a while, and finally fell into a faint with one side of his head. Su Xiuxiu sheathed his sword, sighed, turned to the north, and embarked on his way back to Beijing.

(End of this chapter)