Number one swordsman

The bright moonlight was as hazy as fog, and the mountains were filled with a bloody atmosphere, and traces of battles could be seen everywhere.

But at this time, except for him, the other four Xiantian Wuzong have all suffered disasters.

This made Situ Gong feel unspeakable sadness in his heart, and his expression was numb, as if mourning his concubine.

After a moment of silence, Situ Gong said: "To tell you the truth, my lord, we each took out a fifth-grade elixir, and only then learned about your whereabouts from Shifang Pavilion."

"you can go now."

Su Yi put away Xuanwu Sword and said casually.

Situ Gong said in disbelief, "Why didn't Mr. Su kill me?"

Su Yi thought for a while, and said, "You came here to snatch good luck, and you didn't intend to harm my life. The crime does not entail death, and punishment is enough."

Situ Gong was stunned, and said with a complicated expression: "So thank you so much for not killing me, young master."

Say it.

He turned and left, his figure lonely.

"Remember, you owe me your life."

In the distance, Situ Gong heard Su Yi's voice.

He stamped his feet on the spot, took a deep breath, and said, "So-and-so, I will never forget it!"

Soon, Situ Gong's figure disappeared into the vast night.

"Qingwan, go and collect the spoils."

Su Yi patted the soul nourishing gourd on his waist.

Amidst a puff of smoke, Qing Wan came out out of thin air and took orders to go.

Su Yi took out the wicker chair and lay down in it, completely relaxed.

"I'm afraid that this battle will be seen by those little beasts again."

He looked into the depths of the sky, and he was sure in his heart that there must be a sparrow raised by Shifang Pavilion in that place.

The night was dark.

Yuntao Temple has long been turned into ruins.

Wen Chongyuan and the others looked at the young man in green robe sitting in the wicker chair from a distance, all of them lost their souls.

The previous battle was like a fight between gods!

Four of the five innate martial sects died here, but the one who killed them was a young boy!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it even if I was killed.

Not long after, Qing Wan came over after packing up the spoils.

On the four Xiantian Wuzongs, apart from the spirit weapons they held, the pills needed for healing and cultivation, what caught Su Yi's attention the most was the 40 yuan fourth-order spirit stone.

These spirit stones have different colors and contain different attributes of spiritual energy, such as green wood spiritual energy, red fire spiritual energy, Gengjin spiritual energy and so on.

This is the rarity and preciousness of the fourth-order spirit stone.

The spirit stones of the first to third ranks all contain ordinary spiritual energy, nothing more than different degrees of purity of the spiritual energy.

And starting from the fourth-order spirit stone, the aura contained in it has already brought a mysterious attribute atmosphere, which is of great benefit to tempering the innate aura.

In the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the value of the fourth-order spirit stones is already like a treasure, even the innate Wuzong figures are not willing to use it for cultivation.

Often only when the realm breaks through, will it be used as a breakthrough.

It can be said that the 40 yuan fourth-order spirit stones that he got now can be regarded as a huge fortune for Su Yi.

Putting away these trophies, Su Yi got up and decided to continue on his way.

When his eyes swept over Wen Chongyuan and others in the distance, he remembered something and took out a shining silver long sword.

This is the relic of the tall, thin man in white robe, a spiritual weapon full of spirituality and extraordinary appearance.

This scene scared Wen Chongyuan and the others, they all trembled, thinking that Su Yi was going to attack them.

Especially Wen Chongyuan bowed his head and saluted at the first moment, sweating profusely and said: "Before, we were the ones who were blind and offended the dignity of the young master, please forgive me!"

The blue shirt youth Li Gui and the others also panicked, trembling, their bodies almost limp to the ground.

Su Yi ignored Wen Chongyuan, and his eyes fell on Miss Xiao He, who was also full of anxiety, extremely nervous, like a frightened deer.

"This sword is for you."

Su Yi smiled, raised his hand and tossed it, the silver long sword landed in front of Miss Xiao He like a beam of silver light.

This innocent young girl subconsciously grabbed the sword, and after that, she was taken aback and stammered, "Give it to me?"

"In the future, uphold your nature and practice hard."

Saying that, Su Yi put his hands behind his back, and together with Qing Wan, he walked in the moonlight under the moonlight and drifted away.

Until watching his figure disappear, Miss Xiao He was stunned, her little face was full of bewilderment, why did that guy give her a sword?

Also, what is upholding nature?

"Fortunately, this Mr. Su has a big heart and doesn't bother to care about us. Otherwise, just because of our rude actions tonight, I'm afraid we will be killed."

Wen Zhongyuan let out a long breath.

It was also at this moment that this elder figure from Changning Academy realized that his clothes had already been soaked in cold sweat.

Li Gui and the others also wiped off their sweat, feeling as if they were alive after a catastrophe.

"Uncle, what should I do with this sword?"

Miss Xiaohe couldn't help saying.

Immediately, all eyes fell on the clear silver long sword in her hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, the white-robed man just now was Shi Chuang, the 'Broken Wind Sword Lord'. Twenty years ago, he became famous all over the world with his 'Pofeng Chaos Demon Sword', and his swordsmanship is exquisite. Won the praise and admiration of countless big people."

Wen Chongyuan said with emotion, "Who would have imagined that such a master of swordsmanship would die under the sword of Mr. Su? It's really unbelievable."

Everyone's mood was churning again.

In fact, no matter it is Pofeng Sword Lord Shi Chuang, Daoist Lieyang, Mo Qingcang and others, each of them is a big enough to make them unattainable.

It is also because of this that when they witnessed these big figures being suppressed by Su Yi one by one just now, they were so shocked.

After a pause, Wen Chongyuan said in a gentle voice: "This sword is of extraordinary appearance, full of spirituality, and piercing sharpness. Since it is a gift from Mr. Su, you can keep it."

Li Gui and the others' gazes quietly became hot, and when they looked at Miss Xiaohe, they couldn't help showing a hint of envy.

Even they didn't expect that before Su Yi left, he would give the sword to Xiao He.

Miss Xiao He said in a daze: "Uncle, I can't use this kind of sword, or can you accept it?"

Wen Chongyuan was taken aback, and quickly declined, "No, this is a gift from Mr. Su, how can I keep it for myself?"

As he said that, he glanced at Li Gui and the others, and said: "I advise you not to plan this sword, otherwise, if Mr. Su finds out, let alone me, everyone in Changning Academy combined will Not enough to kill Mr. Su!"

Words come with warnings.

Li Gui's expression changed slightly, and he quickly promised not to do this.

"Xiao He, although you are not deeply involved in the world, you are kind-hearted by nature. Probably this is what you can admire from Mr. Su."

When facing Miss Xiaohe, Wen Zhongyuan's eyes became more gentle and benevolent, "For you, if you have a good relationship with Mr. Su, you should take good care of it." Cherish it, don't let that Mr. Su's expectations live up to you."

Miss Xiao He nodded fiercely, "Yeah!"

"It is certain that in this world, apart from a handful of people in the realm of the Innate Martial Ancestor, there is probably no one who can match Su Yi."

In the same night, on the top of a cliff, the skinny old man in the Shifang Pavilion had complex eyes, with shock on his brows.

Just now, Jiguangque has brought back the scenes of Yuntao Guan's first battle.

It also allowed the skinny old man and others to see Su Yi's demeanor of killing a group of innate Wuzong with his sword.

"His sword energy is imprinted with a mysterious and unpredictable Dao rhyme, and his cultivation base can connect the power of heaven and earth. This is the power that only land gods can possess, but the strange thing is that his cultivation base is clearly Grandmaster Duo"

The delicate white-robed boy was full of doubts, "How can there be such a monster in this world? Could it be that he was really taken away?"

The obese monk and the man in the black robe next to him were silent for a while.

Although they were full of doubts, all this made them more certain that there was a big secret in Su Yi!

"Next, if we sell Su Yi's traces as information again, wouldn't we just watch those guys die?"

After a while, the skinny old man said strangely.

The others looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

Indeed, under such circumstances, ordinary Xiantian Wuzong went to find Su Yi, it was indeed the same as going to his door to send him to death!

"These have nothing to do with our Shifang Pavilion."

The fat monk said carelessly, "What's more, we have all promised not to reveal the details of the battle related to Su Yi, so we can't break our promise, right?"

The staid-looking man in the black robe asked, "Who has paid the deposit for purchasing information so far?"

"Lv Dongliu, the elder of Qianlong Jianzong Chuangong Pavilion, You Qingzhi, the fourth wife of the Su family in Yujing City, Hong Canshang, the national teacher, Zhou Zhikun, the second prince of the royal family, and Zhou Zhili, the sixth prince"

The skinny old man opened his mouth quickly, and announced a series of names that could make the hearts of warriors all over the world jump.

After a pause, he continued: "Among them, Lu Dongliu and others from the Qianlong Sword Sect are undoubtedly the ones who pose the greatest threat to Su Yi. worldly people."

"However, Lu Dongliu is extremely cautious, and has not yet planned to make a move, but it is certain that once he makes a move, it will be a fatal blow like thunder."

After listening, the young man in white robe said with a smile: "Su Yi is not that easy to kill. This time, Qianlong Sword Sect may have to stumble."

The thin old man pondered: "It's hard to say, Lu Dongliu and the others who are real practitioners must have unpredictable cards in their hands. If they seize a suitable opportunity, they may really be able to deal a fatal blow to Su Yi."

"What do you want to do?"

The obese monk said impatiently, "In my opinion, it's better for us to quickly send the wealth that should be distributed to Su Yi to him, so as not to be misunderstood by this guy."

The others looked at each other and couldn't help sighing.

For them, the elders of the Shifang Pavilion, the threats of others are not worth caring about at all.

But they couldn't help but take the threat from Su Yi to heart!

For example, the [-]% profit that was going to be distributed to Su Yi, how dare they not give it?

"The boss has said it all, do it according to Su Yi's wishes, we just follow orders."

The man in the black robe made a final decision.

Others naturally have no opinion.

So, that night, a Lightning Sparrow flew high above the sky with a heavy burden in its mouth, heading towards where Su Yi was.

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ps: Thank you Lianxin girl "Ye Zewu" for donating monthly tickets