"Tu! Read!"
Seeing that the Golden Crow Beast, which he had painstakingly guarded for many days, had become Tu Nian's spiritual pet, Su Youzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore and drew his sword and stabbed at Tu Nian in anger.
The sword she struck was blazing with rage, coming fast and fiercely, and was clearly the most powerful blow she had ever struck since entering the late stage of foundation building.
In theory, this attack was not terrible. If either Chu Qiurong or Fang Yuan could react in time, it would be easy to block the attack.
However, Chu Qiurong was on guard against Xiao Yunxiang, and Fang Yuan was looking after the people of Tianyin Sect. Neither of them expected Su Youzhi to take the initiative to attack. In addition, the two sides were too close to each other at this time. With one moving fast and the other slow, for a while, Tu Nian could only face the sword alone.
When Su Youzhi thrust out the sword, she only wanted to vent her anger and did not plan so much. However, at this moment, she was keenly aware of this fact, and she knew what the consequences would be if this sword could really hit Tu Nian's vitals.
Thinking of this, she instantly increased the spiritual power output of the sword with all her strength.
The hurricane spirit, pure enough to tear through the air, instantly enveloped the tip of her sword, and she seemed to be about to kill Tu Nian with this sword!
"Tu Xiaomei!"
Surprisingly, in such a critical situation, it was Fang Yuan, not Chu Qiurong, who shouted this.
And if someone thought about it, they would find that something was wrong. Even if Chu Qiurong was distracted and his movements were inevitably a little slow, the sword would take at least one or two breaths to stab, which was enough time to release the pressure and affect the opponent's momentum. But he didn't do it.
Of course, everything happened in a flash. To be honest, no one could figure out so much in that instant, especially Su Youzhi.
"Go to hell!"
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce the other party, Su Youzhi looked at the person in front of her with red eyes and a sinister smile. It was at this moment that she saw the other party's expression clearly, and the smile on her face froze.
There was no fear or panic on that face as she had imagined. All she saw were Tu Nian's clear eyes with a hint of contempt.
A clanging sound.
The sword broke and the man flew away.
This was the second time that Su Youzhi was countered by Tu Nian in public. The only difference was that the sword last time was Bixuan, so it didn't end up in such an ugly state of being shattered into pieces.
Holding the sword, Tu Nian stood proudly, looking down at him as he vomited blood and flew backwards into Xiao Yunxiang's arms. He sneered and said, "As expected of senior brothers and sisters, your sneak attack skills are truly second to none."
Tu Nian's words were very sharp. Su Youzhi wanted to retort, but the timing of Tu Nian's sword blocking was too good. It happened when her sword force was at its strongest and she couldn't turn it around. As a result, she was injured by his own sword force.
For a moment, Su Youzhi's internal organs were filled with the spirit of a hurricane, and the pain was unbearable. In addition, Tu Nian's sarcastic remarks made her feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. It was not until she spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow" that she felt relieved.
"Junior Sister Youzhi!"
Xiao Yunxiang was immersed in the joy of revenge the previous second, but who would have thought that in a moment, he would become the one who was sad and anxious.
Looking at Su Youzhi's pale face, his blood boiled and he shouted angrily: "Yuqing disciples, listen to my order and form a battle array!"
Following his command, everyone from the Yuqing Sect immediately formed a chaotic yet orderly formation. The combined aura of dozens of people was more than one level higher than when they had formed a formation individually before.
However, as the old saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, that is only when human fists are against human hands. If it is when human fists are against ants, no matter how many come, they will all be killed.
Chu Qiurong released his pressure slowly at this time, and with his own strength, he broke up the opponent's formation, exposing all its flaws, big and small.
Putting one hand on Tu Nian's shoulder, he lowered his eyelids and glanced at Xiao Yunxiang, saying, "Children's fighting is their business. If Master Xiao can't control his own dog, I don't mind us adults having a few fights."
Xiao Yunxiang himself had to look after Su Youzhi, and the display he made was closely watched by Chu Qiurong. It could be said that the two sides showed off their power to each other and nothing more came of it. In the end, the focus was still on the two people fighting.
Su Youzhi was slapped in the face by Tu Nian, even twice, which made her even more unwilling than Xiao Yunxiang. After spitting out blood, before she could even catch her breath, she struggled to climb out of Xiao Yunxiang's arms and said angrily, "How is this possible..."
Tu Nian looked over with his eyes fixed, "You and I are both in the late stage of foundation building, what's impossible?"
Su Youzhi endured the dull pain in his body, clutching Xiao Yunxiang's arm tightly to steady himself, and exclaimed in disbelief, "Late stage of Foundation Establishment? No, that's impossible. You were clearly at the peak of Qi Refining when you left the sect... and it's only been two months!"
Her voice was trembling, perhaps from excitement or extreme pain. Tu Nian smiled faintly, looked at her calmly, and said, "Isn't it just talent? People like me in the Snow Valley have no shortage of talent."
"You lied to me! You can't be in the late stage of foundation building. It must be your sword. There's something strange about it!"
As a spoiled girl who grew up at the top of the pyramid, Su Youzhi obviously found it difficult to accept this result. She screamed hysterically, as if she had lost her mind.
Xiao Yunxiang, as well as everyone else from the Yuqing Sect, had never seen her like this before, and they all had strange expressions on their faces.
Tu Nian disdained to argue with the madman. He lifted his eyelids and looked around her to look at Xiao Yunxiang. "I think Monk Su is seriously injured. Master Xiao, please take her back to the sect as soon as possible. Let's end this matter today."
"What about the spirit beast? What about the two top-grade natural treasures?"
Xiao Yunxiang held the somewhat crazy Su Youzhi in his arms and looked at her gloomily, as if he wanted Tu Nian to give a reasonable answer.
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