Number one swordsman

Hearing Su Yi's words, Situ Gong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold and bloodthirsty aura became more intense.

Li Gui, the young man in blue shirt, was trembling all over, and his heart was churning with uncontrollable fear.

Undoubtedly, the power of a congenital Wuzong was too terrifying, which made him have the urge to run away.

The same is true for the man in the golden robe next to him, his brows are full of fear and uneasiness.

Miss Xiao He pursed her lips, but she was relatively calm. She looked at Su Yi with a pair of wonderful eyes, as if she was extremely curious about who this young man in green robe who dared to confront Situ Gong, the blood butcher knife, was.

The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive and dull.

After a moment of silence, Situ Gong suddenly laughed, with deep eyes, and said:

"To be honest, I also came here this time for the good fortune of the young master. However, unlike others, I want to gamble with the young master."

Su Yi took a sip of the wine, put away the jug, and said with great interest, "What are you betting on?"

Situ Gong said: "There are four friends who came with me this time, and each of them is a character who walked out of the mountain of corpses and blood, but they, like me, have been trapped in the situation of no leakage all these years, unable to A real breakthrough”

Speaking of this, he sighed, and there was an imperceptible sadness in his eyes.

Reaching the realm of no leakage is the congenital Martial Ancestor in the eyes of the world, cutting hair and washing the marrow, reborn, and cultivating an innate aura, which is only one step away from the realm of land gods.

But this step is like an insurmountable moat!

Especially in this secular world, those who can break through this barrier and set foot on the path of Yuan Dao are rare existences.

Or have a great adventure, or have great luck.

There is no one in a hundred who can break through the realm and become a land god just by practicing hard on his own!

Situ Gong straightened his body suddenly, the cold aura all over his body became more and more frightening, he stared at Su Yi and said:

"And from our point of view, the good fortune of the young master has the hope of helping us break through."

"So, we want to gamble with the young master and decide the outcome by duel."

"We lost, each took out ten fourth-order spirit stones and handed them to the young master."

"If the young master loses, how about handing over the good fortune on his body?"

After all, he looked at Su Yi quietly.

Seeing this, the old man in Huapao, Wen Zhongyuan, couldn't help being stunned, five innate Wuzong, here to deal with a young man! ?

Isn't this too bullying?

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he wouldn't have believed that such extremely rude words would come from such a monstrous figure as the Blood Butcher Knife Situ Gong.

Li Gui, the young man in the blue shirt, and the man in the golden robe were also shocked.

Ten fourth-order spirit stones!

Isn't this a 1000 yuan third-order spirit stone?

It should be noted that for martial arts masters, third-order spirit stones are already precious.

The fourth-order spirit stones are even rarer. It is said that even the Xiantian Wuzong is reluctant to waste them, and they will keep them as treasures, and they will be used at the juncture of cultivation breakthrough.

But now, in a game against each other, every Xiantian Wuzong will take out ten fourth-order spirit stones as a bet.

It adds up to as much as 50 yuan!

This has completely exceeded Li Gui's imagination. It seems that beggars have never seen so much gold when they heard about ten thousand taels of gold. Naturally, they cannot imagine how amazing its value is.

But Li Gui and the others realized that to be targeted by a big man like Situ Gong, the good fortune of this young man in green robe is destined to be extraordinary!

For a moment, the way they looked at Su Yi changed, and cold sweat broke out down their backs.

Before, it was only a boy who could be blamed and despised.

Who would have thought that such a young man would be eligible to bet against Situ Gong, one of the top ten martial arts sects?

terrible!

Thinking of what he said just now, Li Gui and the others felt trembling in their hearts, and they were terrified.

The only thing that reassures them is that Su Yi seems to be in trouble right now, and he has no time to care about these little characters like them

As for Miss Xiaohe, deep worry appeared between her brows, and there was also a hint of anger.

She was very puzzled, how could the well-known Xiantian Wu Zong Situ Gong be so shameless? This is not a bet, it is clearly here to grab something!

But Su Yi smiled and said: "The five innate Wuzong are acting together, but they still want to gamble against each other. Are you too timid?"

There was unabashed sarcasm in the voice.

Situ Gong looked calm, and said indifferently: "Young Master Su can easily kill a character like Huo Qiong King with his sword, which is no match for any master figure in the world. It is reasonable for me to be more cautious."

Kill the Fire Vault King with the sword! ?

Wen Chongyuan, Li Gui and the others were stupefied by the shock, and stood there blankly, not knowing what to say for a while.

Su Yi said: "Although you are pretending to bet against each other, you are here to grab something after all. If the bet is only a few spirit stones, then you don't need to gamble."

Situ Gong frowned, and said, "What do you want to bet, Young Master?"

"Gamble your life."

Su Yi said without hesitation, "I lost, let me deal with it, you lose, life and death are decided by me."

With a single sentence, the atmosphere in the hall was suddenly suppressed to the extreme.

Wen Chongyuan and the others were so nervous that they were about to suffocate, their faces were filled with horror, they never thought that a young man like Su Yi could be so strong!

Situ Gong was silent.

This matter is not something he alone can decide.

"Bet him."

In the distant night, a voice suddenly came, "I said earlier, there is no need for such trouble, just do it directly."

Accompanied by the sound, an old man with thin beard and hair came in. He was wearing a yellow robe, his eyes were cloudy, and he was holding a cane.

With his arrival, the air suddenly became scorching hot, as if a big furnace was burning the heaven and the earth, and the powerful and terrifying aura made the yellow robed old man extremely powerful and frightening.

Real Lie Yang!

Almost at a glance, Wen Chongyuan recognized the identity of the yellow-robed old man.

This is an elder Xiantian Wuzong who became famous decades ago. He once served as the governor of a party and fought on the battlefield. His reputation is notorious!

Su Yi sat there by himself, only glanced at the yellow-robed old man, then looked away.

He didn't know the identity of the other party, and he didn't bother to ask.

However, based on what the other party said, Su Yi had already been sentenced to death in his heart.

"Brother Situ is also unwilling to do such acts as killing people and seizing treasures, so he adopted this compromise method, but obviously, this little friend Su Yi obviously doesn't think so. Since he threatened to gamble his life, then Just bet."

Another voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman in colorful clothes walked in. Her makeup was bright, but the weathered look on her brows could no longer be concealed.

Her eyes were cold and frightening, she looked at Su Yi as soon as she came in, and her voice revealed a trace of pity, "I just hope, little friend, you won't regret it."

Mrs. Tonghua!

Wen Chongyuan's heart twitched violently, and his face changed completely. This is an evil female devil. 30 years ago, she was famous all over the world, and made countless warriors in the world turn pale after talking about it.

In fact, no matter whether it is Lieyang Daoist, Mrs. Tonghua, or the blood butcher knife Situ Gong, in recent years, almost all of them have seldom shown up, as if they have retired.

But the younger generation may not know the rumors about them, but how could Wen Zhongyuan not know?

Su Yi's lips curved slightly, and said, "Aren't there two more, let them come out too."

A faint sword chant resounded in the night outside Yuntao Watch.

Indistinctly, a tall and thin man in white clothes stood in the distance, fingering his sword, and murmured softly: "People like me have no fear of life and death, so what's the point of gambling?"

Looking from a distance, Wen Zhong felt that the tall and thin man in white clothes was like a sword standing in the night, but he had the sharp tendency to pierce the sky, his heart trembled, who is this Xiantian Wuzong?

And as soon as the voice of the tall, thin man in white fell, a rough and bold laugh resounded through the world——

"Come, come, come out and fight!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the window lattices of the Taoist temple, and the roof tiles rattled.

Li Gui and the other three men and one woman all had tingling pains in their eardrums, their qi and blood were churning, and gold stars appeared in front of their eyes, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Look carefully, in the night, there is another man wearing an iron crown, wearing a red Taoist robe, and his body is filled with purple air.

Its eyes are like a pair of burning torches, soul-stirring.

Mo Qingcang, Zishan guest from Yunzhou!

Wen Zhongyuan recognized it at a glance, his eyes were rounded in shock, this is a madman whose reputation is not weaker than that of Situ Gong, with murderous madness and fierce power.

Many years ago, its prestige was enough to be compared with Hua Liuye, the deputy head of the Yin Shamen!

At this point, the five innate Wuzong all appeared, appearing inside and outside the Yuntao Temple.

Seeing this, Su Yi stood up, put away the rattan chair, "Let's go, go out and fight, don't affect these innocent people."

Stepping towards Yuntao Guan layman, calm and calm.

Situ Gong and the others looked at each other and walked out after them.

As for Wen Chongyuan, Li Gui, and Miss Xiaohe in the main hall, they were completely ignored by these innate Wuzong.

Just some small fish and shrimp, who cares?

To be ignored like this is undoubtedly a matter of great self-esteem, but Wen Zhongyuan and the others feel extremely fortunate at this moment.

It is much better to be ignored than to be implicated!

However, when I think of Su Yi reminding them that this place is too dangerous to leave at the beginning, and they not only refused, but also made sarcasm and criticism, I feel regret and bitterness in my heart.

Who would have thought that such a terrifying thing would happen in this wilderness?

The night is dark, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting a clear glow.

The area around Yuntao Temple was completely quiet, not even a single insect chirping, and there was an oppressive dullness in the silence.

Su Yi stood in an open space, and not far away were Situ Gong, Lieyang Daoist, Mrs. Tonghua, Mo Qingcang and the tall, thin man in white.

The five congenital martial arts sects had already stood at the peak of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and each of them was powerful enough to make any master figure despair.

But Su Yi is not among them.

"Mr. Su, if you gamble with your life, life and death are unpredictable. Are you sure you have to persist like this?"

Situ Gong let out a long sigh with complicated eyes.

Looking at the upright and calm appearance of this young man in green robe, he couldn't help feeling a little admiration in his heart, and also felt a little ashamed.

Such a young man with such courage is really rare to see!