"Ah--" Su Yin roared, pointed his sword, and Old Man Song's iron fan fell to the ground. Everyone was shocked. This young man was only sixteen, but he had good martial arts and could be used in the world of martial arts.
It's incredible that even Song Tieshan, who could be called by name, was defeated by her.
"Who else is dissatisfied?" Su Yin's sharp edge swept across everyone, and everyone took a step back, not daring to step forward. Song Laohuai held a grudge, but his skills were inferior to others, and his reputation in this battle was ruined.
"But what about my grandson's arms?" Old Man Song's eyes were filled with scarlet red, as if he was about to explode. In fact, from Su Yin's point of view, Old Man Song didn't like his grandson at all. Why would he stand up for him?
"That's your Song family's own business!" Su Yin raised her eyebrows and said. Life and death are personal matters and have nothing to do with others. But if she must bear other people's sins on her, then she will definitely not agree.
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"You... bullied people too much!" A gust of wind came, and Su Yin felt that she had not bullied others too much, but that the Song family had done so many things that made her disgusted. It was not a big deal to ask for an arm.
"Then what do you want?" Su Yin found it extremely ridiculous. He had to pay attention to etiquette in everything, but when he came to Fengcheng, he actually gave it to his family who had the final say.
"Leave the sword and you can go!" Su Yin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. Mr. Song did not really care about his grandson's arm, but he had been coveting the sword in her hand for a long time.
Su Yin looked at the sword in his hand with a look of reluctance, "What if I don't give it to you?"
Mr. Song exuded a burst of momentum, and the strong wind made everyone around him retreat step by step. Su Yin frowned, and even Qingkong was stunned. Song Qinghe's martial arts has always been considered mediocre by everyone, but today
At first glance, I found that it was not necessarily the case. If he had unleashed his true strength, he would probably be much scarier than some people.
"Have you asked me if you want these two swords?" Qingkong stood up and came to Song Qinghe. Song Qinghe was afraid of Qingkong, but once a person has desire and greed, there is no way to restrain it.
"Young Master!" Song Qinghe murmured, and the rage in his eyes had already overwhelmed his reason. He attacked with bare hands, and Su Yin drew his sword to meet him. At this time, he was using the Tai Chi Sword, and the Yue Nv Sword was suitable for surprises and when he was unprepared.
It is easier to win by attacking, but it is not as good as using four or two to attack the opponent violently and violently.
"Am I excited again? I'm so sorry!" Su Yin took out half of Song Qinghe's explosive fist with one move, and the little residual power could not pose a threat to Su Yin at all.
"Roar--" Song Qinghe's hair was scattered, and he was attacking Su Yin's face and chest with murderous intent. Su Yin dodged with a dodger, but Song Qinghe's offensive became more and more fierce.
Su Yin's eyes and pupils shrank, she wanted to fight to the death, so she would accompany him to the end, so he rushed over with a lunge, using a move that hit the steel, and picked Song Qinghe's hand tendon.
"Are you coming again?" Su Yin raised his sword, provoking Song Qinghe. Song Qinghe held his hand, angry in his heart, and rushed over regardless of life and death, using all his strength to punch, Su Yin was startled and quickly backed away.
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Just when he couldn't retreat, Song Qinghe was too fast. At this moment, Qingkong rushed over, picked up Su Yin by the waist, and blocked Song Qinghe's attack with a sword.