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"This guy is pretty good at fighting." Su Yunqing watched the battle between the two, and couldn't help feeling a little amusing.

Su Ruoyun glanced at Su Yunqing with weird eyes, and was speechless for a long time.

Of course Yang Huan can play, and not only "quite good at it", but probably "quite good at it".

If Yang Huan himself was not up to standard, he would definitely not be able to come up with such a plan, which would ultimately leave the success or failure to himself.

Su Ruoyun could see this plan at a glance, Yang Huan trusted him very much, otherwise, it would be impossible to lead Jiuwa's anger to Yang Huan himself step by step, and start such a battle.

Self-confidence often comes from knowing oneself and the enemy. It is very likely that An Kelan and Li Qingyun have already told Yang Huan about part of Jiuwa's strength.

A smart person will choose to make a decision after weighing. Yang Huan is a smart person, so he must have weighed in his heart before coming up with this plan.

What's more, Yang Huan was able to escape from the shadow guard's pursuit, not only the shadow guard had no news, Yang Huan was safe and sound.

He also changed from an ordinary person who was nothing to a genius that both An Kelan and Li Qingyun were optimistic about.

No strength?impossible!

It is very likely that it is a young man with unlimited potential that makes An Kelan and Li Qingyun so optimistic.

Yang Huan's identity was revealed to Su Ruoyun, so the identity of An Kelan's "son" would be self-defeating in Su Ruoyun's heart.

On the contrary, this made Su Ruoyun feel a little curious.

The person who can make An Kelan declare that he is his own son, no matter what method Yang Huan uses now, it is very likely that it is Baiyin silkworm face to change his face.

But the appreciation and relief in An Kelan's eyes couldn't be erased.

An Kelan really raised Yang Huan as her own son...

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"Probably inferred." Yang Huan raised his eyes slightly, looking at Jiuwa in front of him, "You are half a point weaker than that demon general."

Jiuwa was overwhelmed by Yang Huan's thoughtless words.

What demon general?Weak half point?
What is this kid talking about?
"Next, it's my turn." Yang Huan looked at the hesitant Jiuwa, and lightly twitched the evil sword in his hand.

"Boom!!!"

A sword cry resounded through the sky, and the evil sword in Yang Huan's hand exploded into the sky.

There is a strange blood-red aura in the black, and everyone can see it clearly.

"The sword contains the sword spirit, can you see the sound of the sword?"

This voice attracted the attention of countless people.

And his source was the guest at the fifth red table, an ordinary-looking old man.

Almost in the blink of an eye, fanaticism and excitement appeared on the face of the old man, staring at the evil sword in Yang Huan's hands.

"Peak of the ninth rank... No, no! King-level secret treasure! And it's the top king-level secret treasure! It's a half-step treasure!" He seemed to have suddenly turned into a lunatic, crazily, chanting some vague words in his mouth. words.

Everyone has not yet had time to carefully taste the old man's words.

His eyes were unconsciously attracted by Yang Huan in the center of the field.

They could clearly feel that Yang Huan's aura had changed...

If Yang Huan gave them the feeling before drawing the sword, it was like a sphere, exquisite and square, with no dead ends but no sharp edges, and there was no aggressiveness at all.

Then, after pulling out the sword, Yang Huan seemed to have changed from a clean and clean sphere with no dead ends to an extremely sharp long sword. ache.

"Tsk, it's a bit tricky." Jiuwa realized that something was wrong, and her face gradually became serious.

Before he could make any response, Yang Huan's figure flashed in front of him like a ghost.

"puff!!!"

A sword without warning, Jiuwa didn't even see how Yang Huan swung this sword.

When he came back to his senses, there was already a huge bloody wound on his shoulder.

If it wasn't for the instinct of his body that made him take a step back, the sword might have hit his chest directly.

"Hiss..." Jiuwa touched his right shoulder, just this touch made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

On the bloody wound, there were two completely different auras, raging crazily in his body, and in just a few seconds, they invaded from his shoulders to the internal organs.

Jiuwa panicked immediately, and hurriedly mobilized all her mana, trying to expel these two auras that seemed to be intruders from her body.

but.

No matter how he used it, even if he exhausted all his mana, the two breaths were like a stone hitting an egg.

The steady stream of mana, like a moth to a flame, disappeared the moment it collided with these two auras.

"what's the situation?"

Jiuwa retreated crazily, and subconsciously pulled away dozens of steps from Yang Huan, feeling an indescribable shock in her heart.

Is this an irreparable wound?And with the passage of time, his internal organs and even his entire body would be corroded bit by bit?
How can it be!

No matter how weird this sword is, he is only a Xiantian realm.

If it's really the kind of top-grade spirit treasure that is so strong, it is absolutely impossible to drive it according to Yang Huan's level!

It is a blessing to be able to pull out the sword, how could it be possible to drive the sword spirit of this sword?
This is impossible!