After crossing the mountain pass, Su Hun could detect the blood energy and violent spiritual energy fluctuations permeating the air in a certain direction without any need to sense it.
He rushed over quickly, fighting spirit bursting out.
"Who is it?" Several people appeared in front of them, all from the three courtyards. They were all surprised when they saw people in strange clothes coming in.
Apart from people from the three courtyards, who can come in here?
Isn't Hong Ye, the number one master of Hongshan Academy, blocking him from the outside?
Su Hun ignored them, waved his sleeves, and the small flying sword exploded, penetrating the three people's bodies in the blink of an eye.
Of course, he can't kill them, avoid their vital points, and make them lose their combat effectiveness.
"Zhao Che, there is an enemy attack." The last person shouted loudly when he fell.
In the distance, Zhao Che, who was about to take part in the siege of the most powerful people in Jiulong Academy, suddenly heard a faint cry for help coming from behind, and was immediately stunned.
He just came from there and nothing happened!
The next moment, his expression changed drastically, and an extremely strong and domineering aura rushed here in an instant.
The strong murderous intent in that breath made all the muscles in his body tense up.
The next moment, a powerful breath burst out.
Boom!
There was a dull loud noise, and a light and shadow flowing with four-color sword energy hit Zhao Che's spiritual energy defense, and in an instant, the spiritual light exploded.
A fist penetrated Zhao Che's defense and hit his chest.
At the same time, Zhao Che's calf was also twitched.
Bang bang!
The two of them separated at the first touch, and each retreated a certain distance.
Zhao Che stabilized his body, raised his head suddenly, stared at Su Hun with sharp eyes, and said, "Who are you?"
"Su Hun." Su Hun stared at him coldly.
"Are you Su Hun?" Zhao Che's pupils shrank and he immediately shouted: "The people outside..."
"It's all settled, you are next." Su Hun looked at Zhao Che indifferently.
This person is indeed troublesome and stronger than Hong Ye.
"Haha, it turns out you are Su Hun!" Zhao Che touched his chest, then grinned, and black spiritual energy surged out, like two angry pythons, twining towards Su Hun.
The lightning sword intent erupted and tore apart one of the angry pythons. He broke through and struck Zhao Che with a punch that sounded like a dragon.
Whoosh!
Zhao Che didn't take a step back, holding up the bright sword with both hands, and slashed at Su Hun.
"Shocking Dragon Fist!"
Su Hun shouted angrily in his heart, and above his fist, the four-colored sword energy turned into a glove, and he fiercely struck the long sword towards him.
Bang!
The sharp sound of gold and iron resounded, and the fist and the blade collided fiercely.
He died with a raging sword energy.
On the long knife, spiritual energy surged, constantly eroding towards Busy's fist.
"Reckless man!" Zhao Che's mouth curved in a strange way, and he saw the second angry python turning back and roaring towards Su Hun.
Phew!
A sharp bird cry resounded, and the holy beast's soul wings spread out, shooting out a golden light and piercing the black angry python.
The power of the ancient holy beast permeated the air, making Zhao Che's spirit dazzle. He let go of the long sword, his strength was sharply reduced, and it was broken by Su Hun's fist.
Bang!
Su Hun punched out, causing Zhao Che to vomit blood and fly backwards.
Su Hun continued to get closer and landed another punch.
Zhao Che also had a fierce look in his eyes, and he was so defenseless that he swung half of the broken knife and stabbed Mong in the chest.
boom!
Su Hun landed a punch, and Zhao Che's body was shaken, and his face turned pale for an instant.
His knife was pressed against Su Hun's chest, but it couldn't make any progress.
"What's going on?" Even if his knife was broken, it was still sharper than ordinary sharp weapons, so it couldn't hurt Su Hun.
"Get lost." Su Hun roared and punched Zhao Che again on the chin. Immediately, blood mixed with his teeth spat out. The latter's body also flew out and hit the mountain wall hard, almost fainting.
past.
Su Hun exhaled a breath of turbid air to dissolve the force that invaded his body, and then rushed towards the depths without even looking.
"Kowloon College, Su Hun is here!" Su Hun shouted loudly, resounding throughout the entire audience.
The reason why he did this was to attract the enemy's attention.
Secondly, he also told his companions that he was coming and gave them confidence.
Sure enough, this roar made the entire chaotic battlefield fall into silence. They all turned their heads and looked at Su Hun who suddenly came in.
The others were stunned, but Su Hun was not. He held two swords and rushed into the crowd, killing everyone.
Bang bang!
The two figures vomited blood and flew upside down, and Su Hun came over.
"Su... Su Hun, you bastard, you are finally here." Luo Xi's bright eyes were flashing with tears, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be aggrieved.
"Sorry, I'm late." Su Hun apologized, staring at Luo Xi and Zhen Meng: "Are you injured?"
"We are fine. Go and save Sister Youwu and the others. They are even more seriously injured." Luo Xi said hurriedly.
Su Hun nodded and glanced at the other disciple next to him. Su Hun had some impressions of him. His name was Lin Zheng, and his strength was very close to that of Yang Ning and Lu Hao.
At this moment, his breath was weak, his face was pale, and there were blood holes in his shoulders and abdomen.
"Su Hun, this battle represents the face of our Jiulong College. We must not admit defeat soberly." Lin Zheng vomited blood and said.
Looking at Lin Zheng, who had a pale face but still had firm eyes, Su Hun nodded and stood up.
Surrounded by a group of people from the three courtyards, they were holding swords and locked on him with cold light.
"Are the three colleges joining forces to deceive me that there is no one in Jiulong College?" Su Hun looked at the group of people around him indifferently. In the next moment, an extremely oppressive aura suddenly burst out from his body. In an instant, sand and rocks were flying, and the group of people retreated one after another.
Looking at him extremely solemnly.
"Since the three academies have joined forces, they should pay the price!"
The two swords flashed, and endless sword energy surged out like a tide, raging in all directions.
Su Hun shot out like a bolt of sword-shaped lightning, and there was a scream.
Using the two sword techniques, one feels like entering a deserted place among the crowd.
These are real masters, top-notch among the freshmen in each college, otherwise they would not have reached this point.
But at this moment, in Su Hun's hands, everyone fell down with little resistance.
Blood filled the air, and sword shadows flew.
"Bastard!" Suddenly, there was a roar, and a fist light, like a storm, tore through the crowd and came in.
Su Hun turned around, swung his swords, and two torrents of sword energy intertwined and struck him.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, a storm swept across, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and everyone nearby was thrown away.
With just one blow, this place became a vacuum zone, and all the freshmen nearby flew upside down.
The light of the fist was shaken away, and Su Hun staggered back a few steps.
He raised his head and looked at the person coming.
This person is tall and tall, wearing a long green gown. There are countless tiny wind whirlpools flowing around his body, making bursts of Zira sounds.
In his hand, he held a folding fan. The surface of the fan was green, as if it were painted with mountains and rivers, and wisps of wind whirlpools really seeped out from the surface of the fan.
"Are you Su Hun?" The young man in green shirt stared at Su Hun and said.
"It seems that you are Xuanfeng, one of the two madmen in Hanhai College." Su Hun raised his sword and said indifferently.