There is only one word in Su Yang's mind now: fast, fast, fast!
It must be fast, and there must be no pause. Even if it is a little bit slower, not only will it not be able to save Sisi, but it will definitely die.
The longer Laojiu ran, the more powerful it became. It seemed to sense the danger. When it passed the cart, its speed had increased to the extreme. Su Yang didn't even see the appearance of the cart clearly. He threw half a nail based on intuition.
He had already passed by the car.
Almost at the same time as he threw his nails with his left hand, Su Yang stabbed the sword into the air behind him with his backhand without thinking.
The speed of this sword can no longer be seen by the naked eye and can be reacted by the human body. If someone is chasing behind you, you will definitely be pierced by the sword.
Sometimes fear and courage are intertwined to produce power that even you can't imagine.
But Su Yang also believed that Di Qinglin would never be stabbed.
But there is obviously no one behind him, so who is this sword stabbing?
There was a ding, and his hand froze, and the green steel sword stabbed something hard. Di Qinglin appeared behind Laojiu at some point, and kept three feet away from him at almost the same speed as Laojiu.
In his palm he held an ordinary hilt, the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and the tip of the green steel sword was pressed against the almost transparent blade.
At this time, the distance from the cart was more than ten feet, and Di Qinglin was like a ghost, suddenly appearing three feet behind Lao Jiu.
A feeling of death hit him, and Su Yang's whole body was covered with chills. The huge thrill of brushing against death made Su Yang unleash his unprecedented potential, and he pointed his sword at Di Qinglin's face.
His hand froze again, and the green steel sword touched the blade in Di Qinglin's hand again.
Laojiu's rear butt suddenly spurted out a stream of blood arrows, which were thin but powerful. Unexpectedly, he had been stabbed at some point. His body trembled violently and let out a mournful cry.
The speed is faster.
The animal instinct makes it understand that if it is unhappy, it will only die!
The sword failed, and Su Yang suddenly felt a warning sign.
Di Qinglin obviously did not take action, his hand was still holding the handle of the sword in front of him, but Su Yang felt a chill somewhere on his waist, and he suddenly raised the green steel sword straight behind him, blocking the opponent.
All lines of attack.
Before the long sword was fully in place, it was already shaking violently in the hand, and three sparks appeared out of thin air on the green steel sword, leaving three gaps.
But there was only a soft sound.
If Su Yang hadn't withdrawn his sword first, even if he had struck at the same time, he would have been cut into three pieces at the waist.
Di Qinglin always kept a distance of three feet from Laojiu, and at least half of his energy was spent on chasing Laojiu.
Even so, the huge shock coming from the sword also made the tiger's mouth numb, and the green steel sword was almost released.
Su Yang felt that he had become a blind man now. No matter how powerful his previous enemies were in martial arts, even Wei Tianying and his ilk, although he could not stop them, he still saw them take action.
This time is completely different! Although Di Qinglin is right behind him, he can no longer see through his eyes. He doesn't even need to see this person in his eyes, so he can only rely on instinct to block him.
If your instincts are right, you can survive. If you guess the opponent's attack position incorrectly, you will die.
Su Yang felt a fierce energy and allowed the door behind him to open wide. He used the fastest move among the Thirteen Meng Styles, "One Dream in a Hundred Worlds", and went straight to Di Qinglin's throat, attacking the enemy and saving him.
When masters compete with each other, "only attack but not defend" has only two meanings. The first one is that you are willing to die together;
The second is that you can kill the opponent before he takes action;
Di Qinglin obviously doesn't want to die with Su Yang, because he just wants to feel the feeling of death from others, not himself; and although there are many people in the world who can kill Su Yang, there are almost none who can't even take action.
Unless the other party takes action first.
So suddenly another spark popped out of Di Qinglin's throat, and the thin knife had returned to the front from Su Yang's lower back, blocking the sword.
Two more thin cracks were filled in on Laojiu's thighs and buttocks.
The severe pain only aroused Laojiu's ferocious nature. Its four legs had almost become phantoms, and it was impossible to tell the order. The horses' hooves sounded like one, and the speed suddenly increased by three minutes. In the blink of an eye, it was more than 20 feet away from the cart.
Di Qinglin was finally thrown some distance away;
This distance is one inch.
He was three feet and one inch away from Su Yang, just as long as a sword.
Within twenty feet, the two of them fought several times.
Su Yang sat on Laojiu's back, attacking three swords first, missing three times, and guarding one sword;
Di Qinglin jumped out of the car, fired six swords, hit three times, defended twice, and was an inch behind Laojiu.
Although it was only one inch, Di Qinglin had indeed begun to fall behind. With a short sword and a long sword, three feet and one inch, Su Yang could attack, but Di Qinglin could only defend;
When Di Qinglin was five inches behind, Su Yang stopped attacking and sat on the horse, turning around and staring at him;
A foot later, Su Yang started to laugh. He even turned around and asked loudly: "Excuse me, how can I kill you?"
Su Yang's tone was very sincere, because he really couldn't figure out this problem. If Di Qinglin told him what to do, he would definitely do it.
And if a person suddenly speaks and lets out a breath while running with qinggong, then the speed will inevitably be slower.
Di Qinglin didn't seem to know the simplest answer. He actually thought about it seriously and then said calmly: "You can't help but kill me." But he didn't slow down at all.
Su Yang admitted that what he said was right. It seemed that even Di Qinglin found this problem unsolvable. Now he had no choice but to kill himself and could only urge Laojiu to run faster.
Di Qinglin's expression did not change at all, he was still cold and indifferent, and he was still chasing. He was convinced that no matter how good the horse was, it would eventually bleed out.
What's more, the blade of his strange knife actually had a few gaps like rice grains, which made him unhappy. A knife with gaps will inevitably leave traces when killing people!
So the two of them chased for twenty miles, with Di Qinglin lagging behind by twenty feet.
In front of him was a pool of water more than 20 feet wide, with water as deep as his knees. Su Yang raised an endless bottle of wine and brought it to Laojiu's mouth, and drank it in large gulps.
Laojiu had been stabbed at least five or six times along the way, and had drunk ten kilograms of wine. The blood that flowed out was already filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and he looked even more powerful. He jumped and jumped across the pool.
Di Qinglin's figure swayed, and he tapped his body continuously on the water, using the most common Qinggong: Swallow Three Copies of Water.
At least half of the people in the world can use this skill. The swallow's three-step movement means that the body is agile and light, like a swallow skimming over the water.
This skill is generally used on land, because no one can really move through water like a swallow.
But Di Qinglin could do it. His toes were slightly in contact with the water. The ripples under his feet had not yet dispersed. He had already moved away from the water. When he was a few feet away, his toes were slightly on the water again. After a few times, he could easily cross the pool.
Only then did a few ripples appear in the calm pool, as if a few stones had fallen into it.
But Su Yang had already ridden Laojiu for several dozen feet, and on the horizon not far away, the outline of a small city emerged.
Di Qinglin finally stopped and looked ahead coldly, watching Su Yang and Laojiu go away.
Su Yang looked back and saw that Di Qinglin had turned into a small black dot. He felt so happy that he couldn't help but smile up to the sky.
So what does the world's number one romantic hero do, and what does the world's most accomplished martial arts master do? My martial arts skills are not as good as yours, but I stood up to you and attacked you with three swords, but you couldn't kill me!
You can't take my life this time, and your psychological advantage over me no longer exists. Maybe I will take your life next time!
Amidst the laughter were a few inaudible hisses.
Blood suddenly spurted out from Su Yang's back and thighs at the same time, and there were at least eight or nine thin wounds all over his body.
In the first thirty feet of chasing, Di Qinglin not only hit Laojiu, but also hit Su Yang at least eighty-nine times. However, Di Qinglin drew the sword too fast and the blade was thin. Su Yang was overwhelmed by the enemy.
He didn't feel any pain at all, and he didn't even know when he was hit.
Fortunately, Laojiu was so fast that each cut only cut through the muscles, otherwise Su Yang would have become a pile of fragments.
But Su Yang was still smiling, but he was smiling even more happily, as if a beggar who had been hungry for three days suddenly picked up a big gold ingot.
Monkey Sun held the golden cudgel and crept up behind Tathagata. He jumped up and gave him a slap with a sap, which made him dizzy. Tathagata Buddha used his backhand to suppress it, but the monkey escaped from Wuzhi Mountain in a hurry and only scratched his head.
A few monkey hairs fell off.
If you were Monkey Sun, would you be happy or not?
Twenty miles away, Di Qinglin's face looked very ugly, like a beggar who had just picked up a large gold ingot and was patronized by the thief.
The cart was empty, and Sisi's whereabouts were unknown.
~~~~~~~
Please give me another vote. This week’s recommendation is small pants, so I’ll be happy with just this one~~
