He took a breath and said, "I didn't pass on my skills to you, do you have any complaints?"

Su Xinghe shook his head: "The disciple has no complaints."

Wu Yazi sighed: "Your temperament is the same as mine. You don't fight for anything. Even if your skill is several times stronger, I'm afraid you can't beat your senior brother Ding Chunqiu. Anyway, Su Han, your senior brother is quite capable. As the head of the sect , I need to take care of you more in the future."

Su Han said solemnly: "Let go of the master, with me here, I will definitely not let the Xiaoyao sect be bullied. By the way, Senior Brother Su likes miscellaneous studies, and there are some medical notes written by me in the Vulture Palace. Lend it to my brother for a look."

Su Xinghe was overjoyed: "Thank you, Sect Leader!"

For this thing, he is more concerned about martial arts than martial arts. Don't you see, all the disciples taught by Su Xinghe are not very good at martial arts, but they can dominate in acrobatics.

36 national teachers, long time no see! (ask for flowers)

Seeing the two getting along happily, Wu Yazi showed a look of relief on his face.

"Su Han, I will hand over the Xiaoyao faction to you in the future. Since I took charge of the Xiaoyao faction, I have achieved nothing and violated the teachings of my master. You must not..."

In the end, the voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible.

Su Xinghe raised his head, and saw Wu Yazi's eyes were tightly closed, and he was no longer breathing.

"Master!" Su Xinghe said in a mournful voice, prostrating himself to the ground.

It is difficult for Su Han to experience this kind of emotion personally if he is not a person of this era.

Master, master, is like a master like a father.

In ancient times, the master was not a place to learn art, and the relationship between the two is not something that future generations can understand.

Instead of comforting Su Xinghe, Su Han's heart moved and he came outside.

In the distance, there was a powerful sound of piercing through the air, like a shell falling to the ground.

"Little girl, if your young master is here, the poor monk will give you some face. It's just you, even if you have the skills of the head of the Xiaoyao sect, the poor monk will not be afraid."

In the air, an arrogant voice came.

Immediately afterwards, there was Mei Jian's coquettish voice: "Jumozhi, I will teach you a lesson for the young master!"

After the words fell, a more intense confrontation unfolded.

Although Su Han looked down upon Wu Yazi's skill, he couldn't deny that Wu Yazi's 70 years of skill was a good thing for ordinary people to reach the sky in one step.

With Wu Yazi's skill, Mei Jian also stepped into the ranks of the top of the rivers and lakes, comparable to the master Jiumozhi.

However, a master-level master is not only a profound skill, his control of the world is definitely not comparable to Mei Jian, a person who has just reached the master level.

Afraid of making a mistake, Su Han couldn't help but quicken his pace.

When I came out of the valley, I saw two figures intertwined in the sky, full of violent vigor, heroes from all over the place had retreated a thousand meters away, the place where they used to play chess had been smashed into ruins, and even the surrounding mountain walls , was also pierced, leaving extremely terrifying traces.

"Flaming Knife!"

Jiumozhi felt happy, and the flaming saber aura filled the sky, turning the sky into a fiery red, like burning clouds in the evening.

The master-level domain seals off the world, and the spiritual energy of the world thousands of meters away is under control.

He was defeated by Su Han a few months ago, and Jiumozhi has always regarded it as a humiliation.

The majestic master was actually scared away by an acquired martial artist, and every day after that, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became!

At this moment, he just wants to take revenge, to avenge his shame.

"So strong, is this a master-level master!"

Mei Jian frowned, with sweat running down his forehead, "It turns out that the young master faced this kind of enemy in the Houtian realm. Hmph, my skills are stronger than the young master's back then, so I must not embarrass the young master."

Trying to circulate the true energy of Beiming in the body, using the Tianshan Sword Mountain, the sky is covered with snowflakes, trying to fight against the flaming sword energy.

However, how can manpower resist the sky?

With Wu Yazi's skill, her skill is no longer weak.

But when facing the Heaven and Earth Domain, he was still weak at 01:30, and was soon pressed to the ground by the flame knife, leaving only the power to parry.

"The little girl is very good, she can fight the poor monk for so long, neither bad nor bad."

Su Han couldn't stand it any longer: "National Teacher, you came all the way to the Central Plains just to bully my maid, it's unseemly."

With a wave of hand, a strong sword energy filled the air. Suddenly, everyone seemed to sense a sword energy rising into the sky in front of them, colliding with the flame knife field above the sky.

Boom!

The flying sword energy collided with the flame knife light, and a violent sharpness erupted. The aura of heaven and earth reacted violently, like missiles falling on the ground, and soon smashed the land within several kilometers into thousands of ravines. Like a loess plateau eroded by water.

As for Fusu and others, they retreated to a farther place as early as their subordinates reminded them.

"Mr. Su's swordsmanship is really good. It's just an innate realm. His sword intent can resist the world blockade of a master-level master. It's really amazing." Fu Su praised, "I think there are very few heroes like this in Daqin."

Li Shimin was even more generous in his praise: "Mr. Su has such a cultivation level before he reaches the crown. I am afraid that he will be able to break through to the great master before the age of 30. Such a talent is really embarrassing."

The other chess masters were even more stunned when they saw such a scene of gods fighting. It wasn't until the two of them admired that everyone came back to their senses, and they said good things like they didn't want money.

"Young master, I'm defeated!"

Mei Jian retreated to Su Han's side, a little depressed.

Su Han smiled and said, "Go down and rest, it's not a shame to lose to the national teacher."

"Humph!"

Jiumozhi landed and hummed softly.

His eyes fell on Su Han, becoming more vigilant.

Seeing this for several months, this kid became more and more unfathomable.

If it was said that this kid had to rely on tricks to fight against him before, then now, he already has the strength to face the master and strong man head-on.

This progress is too fast!

Unwilling!

Unwilling!

I think he entered the temple since he was a child, chanted scriptures and practiced martial arts, and he did not have a master-level cultivation until he was 50 years old.

I never thought that there are people in the world who have reached the master-level combat power within a few months, which is really unreconciled.

The fire started in the heart and rushed straight to the forehead, the true energy in the meridians circulated, and almost went astray, causing the fire to go mad.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen Mr. Su, but he has not seen him for several months. Mr. Su is even more extraordinary."

The subject changed, "I just don't know how Mr. Su can escape from the poor monk this time."

Mei Jianjiao scolded: "The national teacher should not talk big, it was you who fled in embarrassment before, not us."

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, but the sharpness of the tongue is in vain." Jiumozhi snorted coldly, his face was a little uneasy, and he rushed to attack first, "Today I want you to experience my magic skills of the Western Regions!"

The light of the sword that permeated the world reappeared and slashed towards Su Han.

Su Han focused his attention on it, and with a urge of true energy, the Dragon Scale Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword body was shrouded in yellow light, like a real dragon coiled around the sword.

"Then let's talk about it after the battle."

With a wave of the sword, the sky is full of wind and snow.

Between heaven and earth, the breath is chilling.

The same swordsmanship, when used by Su Han, is naturally incomparable with Mei Jian and others. Even if he does not have the realm of a master, his swordsmanship has risen to the nine heavens, and he is evenly matched with Jiumozhi, so he can't take advantage of it. He can only compete with Su Han in skill.

when!

In the void, the sword energy collided with the blade light.

After several blows in a row, the two of them had already ascended to the sky with their strength, and they were further and further away. In just a few breaths, the two of them had already vacated hundreds of meters in the air, only occasionally the light of the sword and the sword energy fell to the ground.

"This monk is so strong!" Ah Zi praised, "It's the first time I've seen someone who can fight master for so long!"

Mei Jian snorted softly, but he couldn't admit that Jiumozhi's martial arts were great: "Jumozhi is the Tubo national teacher, and his martial arts can dominate the Western Regions, so it's naturally remarkable. However, the young master is not bad, he only practiced for a few months, and he can On par with the national teacher, only the young master in the world can have this talent.".

37 Defeated masters, the elixirs belong (seeking flowers)

"Master is naturally the most powerful!"

Ah Zi shouted.

She has always spared no effort in flattering.

She is actually very satisfied with her current life.

Don't worry about getting scared, having a strong backer is many times more comfortable than the days in Xingxiu Sea.

Of course, it would be the best if he could stand up and become the master.

"hey-hey……"

Thinking of the beauty, Ah Zi couldn't help but giggle.

"Master, give me a palm!"

Above the sky, Su Han suddenly withdrew his sword, condensed his palm in front of him, and the yin and yang flowed behind him, turning into a huge palm print, and directly struck towards Jiumozhi.

Tianshan Sword Art was created by Child Elder, and he has deduced it to the level of a first-class master.

However, compared with the Tianshan Liuyang Palm, which has been polished by successive generations of masters, it is still more than 01:30 points behind.

It is also a master-level martial arts, so naturally there are strengths and weaknesses.

Tianshan Liuyang Palm is at least the strongest sequence in the master-level martial arts, and Tianshan swordsmanship is still one level behind.

If it weren't for Su Han being the creator of the exercises, and his superb swordsmanship, he might not be able to use it against Jiumozhi at all.

"The Tantric Mahamudra!"

Seeing Su Han waving his palms, yin and yang swirled, and his aura was extraordinary, Jiumozhi dared not be negligent, his anger subsided, the shadow of Buddha appeared behind him, and the palms moved all over the sky, and then turned into a seal, moving towards merit and demerit .

Boom!

The handprints and palmprints collided in the void, and it was as if a typhoon of magnitude [-] had blown above the sky, blowing away some of the clouds, revealing the blue sky.

However, the rivalry between the two did not stop.

Boom!

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