Of course, from one to dozens or even hundreds of ringing, the attack naturally changed from one to dozens or even hundreds of rings.

This is not easy.

Look at the eight Lan Zhong and the others at this moment, their faces were pale and shaky. The true energy in their bodies was drained, as if they were about to fall down at any time.

If it weren't for the powerful willpower, I would have fainted...

"Click!"

The villa hall was shattered and shattered.

Outside, Lan Lin, Gongsun Chen and others retreated again. They could not resist the crazy and madness of Zhentian Xuanhuang Zhong.

The air began to get irritable, hot and boiling.

The overwhelming sound attacks all locked Su Xuan, surrounding him at 360 degrees without giving him a slightest gap to avoid.

The space in front of Su Xuan was also shaking, and the sound waves were as sharp as blades, cutting the air and coming towards him.

"It's time to die now, right?" Lan Li growled, and his teeth suddenly fell to the ground. Because he was too nervous and excited, he actually bit off his teeth.

"It's very good to have such power, but unfortunately it's still not enough!" At the same time, Su Xuan raised his eyes slightly, a trace of inexplicable expression flashed across his quiet and indifferent face.

After the speech is finished.

The Red Shadow Sword suddenly came in hand.

For a moment, Su Xuan seemed to be no longer a person, but a sword.

Su Xuan's aura seemed to turn into the sharpest sharp edge between heaven and earth, and his eyes were sore that they could see him.

"Swish, swish, swish..." Su Xuan flipped his wrist, and the speed of the flip was not visible to the naked eye.

Under his waving, the afterimage fluctuated continuously. From a distance, it seemed that there were thousands of long swords surrounding him, forming a sword light space.

The Red Shadow Sword is not wielding randomly, but is extremely accurate. Almost every time a position passes, a sound wave of a shocking sky-blade of the Xuanhuang Bell will be torn apart.

Su Xuan's sword is like having a soul, stabbing, picking, striking, chopping, slashing, hooking... countless actions are used in the air.

Each movement was extremely coherent, and he became a sword dancer between heaven and earth, with graceful spirit killers and sharp edges.

At this moment, even Lan Zhong and others, as life-and-death opponents, were shocked, let alone Lan Lin, Lan Li and others outside.

As Lan Ziyan looked at it, her beautiful eyes lit up. For three years, her beautiful eyes that had been dim, were so thrilling that it was bright and beautiful.

As she looked at it, Lan Ziyan cried, proudly crying, excited tears, Lan Ziyan did not wipe her tears, and whispered with red lips: "This is my Lan Ziyan's man."

Not long.

Su Xuan stopped.

It ended abruptly.

He completely ignored the others and was immersed in his ultimate sword dance.

And the continuous attacks of dozens or even hundreds of bell sound waves that attacked Su Xuan all disappeared.

"Is there any?" In the deadly silence, Su Xuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Lan Zhong and the other 8 people, and asked with a smile, looking forward from the bottom of his heart.

But in the eyes of Lan Zhong and the eight others, this kind of expectation and this kind of smile seemed like a devil's face!

Too scary!
Chapter completed!