Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

When Su Anrong appeared on the ring, the audience outside the arena burst into enthusiastic cheers.

In addition to the due mood of worshiping the strong, he also has the courage to face Su Yi with courage.

"Su Anrong has met the young master, and I hope the young master can give me some pointers." Su Anrong who appeared on the stage showed a faint smile on his face, showing respect to Su Yi.

"Very good, please." After seeing who it was, Su Yi nodded lightly with a smile, and stretched out his hand to indicate that he could start.

The person who came was a well-known martial idiot in the Su family, and it was only rumored by others that he was a Wu idiot.

He himself is just not interested in family affairs, and at the same time, his IQ and knowledge are absolutely terrifying.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be polite from the very beginning, acting like they don't want to offend anyone, and they only want to compete and learn from each other.

And since he's already on the stage, there should be no one behind, and that cousin of Own has also been waiting for a long time.

Just when Su Yi was distracted thinking about his cousin who was a few years older than him and who had always been cautious.

Su Anrong's eyes froze for a moment, and he took out the divine sword and flew towards him.

"Second Form of Youlong Lingqing: Longxiang Nine Heavens!"

The mighty power of the middle stage of the godless realm burst out from his body, and Blue's divine power turned into a real blue dragon in the blink of an eye, roaring.

The Azure Dragon is nearly tens of miles in size, directly occupying a corner of the arena.

Feeling the fierce hurricane blowing across his face, Su Yi came back from his thoughts, and immediately frowned slightly, raising his sword to deal with it.

"Seven Star Light Slash!"

When he raised his hand and swung the sword, the flashes of the seven luminous greens were fleeting, and at the same time, sword marks appeared in front of him.

At the same time, the Azure Dragon transformed by divine power collided with Qidaoying Green's sword marks.

Then, there was a bang, and the metallic sound of the blades colliding immediately spread throughout the arena.

Everyone outside the arena was amazed again and again at this time, Su Anrong's powerful strength could actually have a slight upper hand in this duel.

I saw Su Yi at this time, when he was in a strength contest with Su Anrong, he was forcing him to back down again and again.

With every step he took, the hard ground of the arena left footprints deep in it one after another.

Apparently, at this moment, he was somewhat unable to withstand the menacing Su Anrong.

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed softly in their hearts, relying on their own excellent strength to support so many fierce competitions, young master Su Yi is also strong enough.

After all, he hasn't rested so far, Su Yi probably has reached his limit now, and the divine power in his body is even more depleted.

With such thoughts in mind, they sighed and gradually fell silent, looking at Su Yi who was being suppressed by Su Anrong calmly.

At this time, Su Yi can only rely on his own Agility Cultivation Technique or skills to narrowly avoid several shots that are about to hit his own Sword Qi.

However, no matter how he evaded in time, there were still some mistakes.

With a whooping sound, the lightning-fast Blue Sword Qi slashed past Su Yi, who was slightly sluggish.

With a trace of Red liquid falling from his shoulders, and a piece of clothing drifting into the dense Sword Qi around him, time vanished here.

In an instant, half of his left arm was stained red with blood, but Su Yi didn't care about it, ignoring the injured arm.

Seeing this scene, Su Anrong was stunned for a moment, then stopped the sword in his hand, and looked at the somewhat embarrassed Su Yi with a slight frown.

"Is the Spirit Power not enough for you to maintain the secret technique?" He said this, as if he was looking for an explanation, and it seemed that he didn't intend to continue to take advantage of others.

After all, at this time, when the latter was avoiding own Sword Qi, the robes on his body were already damaged in different sizes.

The injury on the shoulder was accidentally scratched just as he was about to dodge, when his figure gave an inexplicable pause.

"It's just your own idea." Faced with the question, Su Yi just smiled lightly, neither explaining nor admitting.

After all, the two of them are now rivals, so there is no need to make things too clear.

Hearing this, Su Anrong snorted coldly: "If that's the case, that's good..."

"The Fifth Form of Youlong Lingqing: Wrath of the True Dragon!"

As soon as the words fell, he once again cast his proud Sword Technique: Dragon Swimming Skill.

Blue's divine power instantly spread to the audience, and a terrifying consciousness immediately covered the entire arena.

At the same time, there seemed to be a pair of big eyes looming above the void behind Su Anrong, which were a pair of Azure Dragon eyes.

And the target stared at by those giant eyes, or the people who are staring at them, will all be deterred by a powerful mind.

An inborn illusion of a somewhat small self, and of being suppressed by the eyes.

After all, it is a move created according to the holy beast, so it naturally has a bit of the charm of the holy beast integrated into the Cultivation Technique.

Seeing such a scene of people on the stage, when the slightly weaker disciples of the Su family accidentally looked into the huge eyes of Shangkong, their faces turned pale on the spot, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

Obviously, even if they were not specifically targeted by Su Anrong, they would still be mentally intimidated after seeing this move, and the effect was not small.

Looking at the phantom of Azure Dragon on the stage, Lin Xingyao, who was outside the stage, muttered to himself: "Su Yi, Su Yi will be okay, right?"

"No, if he dares to do something, I will help him get it back afterwards..." The person who said this was Wang Wushuang.

Hearing this, Lin Xingyao turned to look at her with some incomprehension.

At this time, Wang Wushuang looked at the two people who were fighting on the stage expressionlessly, and said slowly: "Personally teach those who dare to hurt him."

Of course, there is another sentence she didn't say, if she is weaker, she will kill her in the battle.

Dare to make a move to hurt the family members she considers, that will be the result of endless death!

....

Seeing that Su Yi's eyes were a little dazed, Su Anrong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he swung his sword to attack him.

"Sixth Form of Youlonglingqing: Qianlongyuan!"

At this moment, the waving cyan blade seems to have a tiny Azure Dragon, which is entrenched fiercely on the sword, swimming freely.

The lifelike Azure Dragon waited for Su Anrong's instructions, waiting for an opportunity, and was ready to strike the dazed Su Yi with a fatal blow.

When Su Anrong's figure flashed around and appeared in front of Su Yi in the blink of an eye, he fixed his eyes on Su Yi's chest and launched an attack without hesitation.

"Dragon Dragon Abyss!"

At the same time, the Azure Dragon entrenched on the sword burst out all of its original aura, and the powerful power of the late stage of the God-Void Realm burst out for a while.

With the blessing of Talent, weapons, and Cultivation Technique, Su Anrong's this strike has already surpassed the limit power of the middle stage of the Void Realm, and has reached the terrifying power of beheading late stage powerhouses with one blow.

When the little Azure Dragon with red eyes opened its mouth wide and was about to attack Su Yi's chest, there was a sudden change.

What I saw was that Su Yi, who was motionless at first, turned into a void, and the small Azure Dragon, as fast as lightning, passed through his body in an instant, and the attack was ineffective.

That's right, it passed through, not hit or penetrate, and didn't even touch a single bit of injury or scratch.