Number one swordsman

The bonfire beeped, reflecting Ye Xiao's handsome face flickering on and off.

The air in this area seemed to be stagnant and frozen, and the oppressive and oppressive atmosphere made all the powerful Ye family members present feel as if they were suffocating.

After a long time, Ye Xiao shook his head with a sudden smile, and said, "Don't worry, death is a very normal thing. As powerful as us monks, no one dares to lie that they can live forever. Although I am angry, it is not enough to cause confusion." Proper."

As soon as these words came out, it was as if the world had sensed the change in Ye Xiao's mood, and the depressive atmosphere in that scene also quietly dissipated.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that guy named Su Yi doing it?"

Ye Xiao asked.

The voice is peaceful and the expression is soft.

The woman in feather clothes nodded and said: "Not bad."

She confessed all the news she found out.

After listening, Ye Xiao took a sip from the jug, counted with his fingers, and said: "He is Ye Yufei's son, Ye Yunlan's nephew, and according to the clan's seniority, he is still my cousin."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to guess the meaning of Ye Xiao's words.

"As for Su Yi killing the Seventh Elder and the others, that's understandable."

Ye Xiao thought to himself, "After all, the Seventh Elders and the others went to Jiuding City this time to get rid of Su Yi, and the Seventh Elders can only be blamed for their lack of strength."

Everyone was silent.

What Ye Xiao said was the truth, but it always made them feel panicked in their hearts.

Ye Xiao took another sip of wine, and murmured, "I will take revenge for this revenge, but not now."

Speaking of this, he looked at the woman in feather clothes and said, "Tell me about Ye Yunlan."

The woman in feather clothes took a deep breath and said: "Ye Yunlan came to this Cangqing Continent ahead of time this time just to pick up Concubine Ye Yu, but now we know that Concubine Ye Yu is dead, so he most likely wants to bring Go to Su Yi, and seek for Su Yi the opportunity to inherit the ancestral treasure."

Ye Xiao sighed softly: "This guy is really stubborn. We Kunwu Ye's direct line strongman died a long time ago, and the ones left now, except for him, Ye Yunlan, who still has some abilities, the others The elders are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and it is difficult for him to do well. Under such circumstances, he still misses the ancestor's sacred treasure, but he is a little overconfident."

"Who said it wasn't."

The woman in feather clothes sneered, "If it wasn't for the consideration of clan rules and affection, how could Ye Yunlan have jumped to this day?"

A long time ago, the Cangxuan Realm suffered a catastrophe similar to the Dark Ancient Forbidden City. As the overlord of the Cangxuan Realm, Ye Shi also suffered a great impact.

In order to fight against this great catastrophe, so that the clan can survive, the strong of the direct line of the Ye family of Kunwu stepped forward without hesitation.

But in the end, although he helped the clan to resolve the catastrophe of destruction, the Ye family's direct line suffered heavy casualties.

In the ensuing years, the power of Ye's direct lineage also became more and more declining.

Up to now, although the vitality of the Ye family in Kunwu has recovered a little, the strength of the Ye family's direct line has long since declined to the bottom.

On the contrary, Ye's collateral power has become stronger and stronger.

If it weren't for the fact that the Ye family still had an old antique who was born in the royal family in charge, the status and authority of the direct line in the clan would have been deprived long ago.

However, the Taoism of the old antique from the direct line has been eroded by the power of the Great Dao disaster, and it can't last for many years.

Ye Xiao rubbed the wine pot in his hand, smiled, and said: "You can't say that, our Ye family can survive from the disaster of the Dao to this day, and the direct clan members have contributed a lot. Ye Yunlan is no longer sensible. After all, we are direct clan members. It's too bad."

After a pause, he continued: "But if something happens to him in the Cangqing Continent, it's none of our business."

The eyes of the Ye clan present flickered, Ye Xiao's words obviously meant something!

"Young master, Ye Yunlan is not a threat, but how should Su Yi deal with it?"

The woman in feather clothes said.

Ye Xiao drank the wine in the pot, and murmured: "Our Ye family is the most taboo of killing each other, but fortunately, this Su Yi is not from our clan, what's more, the Seventh Elder and the others were still killed by him, then Su Yi Of course you have to die."

Speaking of the word "death", Ye Xiao's eyes suddenly became much brighter, and there was a faint bloodthirsty luster in the depths of the pupils.

Immediately, he shook his head and said: "However, let's wait a little longer, the bright world of the Cangqing Continent is coming, and I must not miss this good fortune!"

The woman in feather clothes nodded, and said: "The reason why our little uncle was able to prove the Dao as the emperor was because when the bright world of the Cangxuan Realm came, he won the most powerful original power of the Dao. It is the most solid and perfect foundation for becoming an emperor."

"With your background and qualifications, young master, you will naturally be able to achieve this step in the future!"

Ye Xiao shook his head and said, "This method is only suitable for my little uncle, not for me."

The woman in feather clothes was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled: "That's right, the young master's background in the spirit wheel realm is far superior to that of the little uncle back then. When he became emperor, it is naturally impossible to follow the old path of the little uncle."

"In my opinion, it is far from enough to just seek to seize the original power of the Dao of the Cangqing Continent. The young master must inherit the power of the ancestral source of the gods, and perhaps it can meet the young master's needs to prove the way and become emperor."

Ye Xiao smiled nonchalantly, and said, "As a practitioner, if you blindly rely on chances, you will be inferior. Of course, if I am strong enough, these chances will be the icing on the cake for me."

As he said that, he took out the scroll again and began to read it.

Seeing this, the woman in feather clothes stopped talking immediately.

Everyone in the Ye family knew that when Ye Xiao was reading, the most intolerable thing was being disturbed!

Even the old guys from the clan said that even if the sky fell, it wouldn't affect Ye Xiao's study.

Two days later.

Su Yi completely repaired the boundary formation of Jiuding Town.

Although the power of this formation cannot be as powerful as it was at its peak, it is still enough to threaten people in the spirit wheel realm.

At this point, Emperor Xia was determined.

Also in the evening.

When Su Yi was drinking tea with Wen Xinzhao in the courtyard, the old blind man came.

"You are hurt?"

Seeing the old blind man's first glance, Su Yi frowned slightly, keenly aware that the aura of the other party was a bit disordered.

The old blind man quickly shook his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for your concern. It's just a small injury, it's fine."

Su Yi stood up suddenly, looked the old blind man up and down, and finally landed on a scar on the side of the old blind man's neck, and said, "Is this wounded by a strong man from Meng Po Hall?"

The old blind man showed a look of shame, and said embarrassingly: "I met a difficult stubble, and I accidentally got scratched."

"If it was an ordinary flesh injury, it would have healed long ago, but this injury is not ordinary."

Su Yi said, "Stand still."

The old blind man was taken aback.

Before he could react, Su Yi stretched out his right hand, pressed his palm and fingers on his neck.

Chi Chi!

The scar on the old blind man's neck was like burning, and suddenly cracked open, revealing bright red wriggling flesh and blood, and a burning pain emerged, making the old blind man's body stiff.

But he kept Su Yi's advice in mind and did not dare to move.

At this time, Su Yi's palm suddenly released a strange pulling force, and slowly pulled out a nearly transparent gray silk thread from the squirming flesh and blood.

It was about a foot long, crystal clear, and exuded a very faint and strange aura.

The old blind man was taken aback, "This?!"

"This is a secret treasure called 'Spirit of the Soul' inherited from the Palace of Meng Po. It is extremely vicious, and it will entangle in the soul of the soul silently without the opponent noticing."

Su Yi said casually: "After a long time, as long as the caster moves his mind, the opponent's soul will be completely controlled by the caster like a puppet on a string."

The old blind man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the strand of gray silk thread in Su Yi's hand, gnashing his teeth and saying: "No wonder that guy didn't chase after me when I ran away, so it turned out that he had tampered with me a long time ago!"

"You wait here."

Saying that, Su Yi's figure disappeared into Qingyun's small courtyard like a flash of light.

On the side of Jinlin Lake, in a restaurant.

"So, that's Qingyun Courtyard where Su Yi lives?"

A beautiful girl in a black gauze dress with snow-white skin asked in a low voice.

Her black hair is like a waterfall, her eyebrows are curved, her facial features are picturesque, especially her pair of eyes, which are as clear and bright as the eyes of a deep spring, and her every move is naturally charming.

But unfortunately, her expression was quiet and ethereal, revealing holiness.

"Exactly."

Opposite the girl, sat a young man in a Chinese robe, looking straight at the girl with obsession in his eyes.

"Thank you, you can go now."

The girl smiled slightly.

The young man in Huapao nodded obediently, got up and left.

When he walked out of the restaurant, he seemed to wake up suddenly, looked around, and murmured with doubts on his face: "Why am I here?"

And in his mind, the memory of the girl in the black dress has completely disappeared.

"How could the successor of the ghost lamp picking sarcophagus appear beside Su Yi? Could it be that Su Yi's origin is also related to the Netherworld?"

In the restaurant, the girl in the black skirt thought deeply.

Suddenly, she seemed to have noticed something, and her beautiful and delicate face changed slightly, "That guy, can actually break my secret treasure, the soul thread!?"

The girl in the black skirt stood up, and her figure disappeared in a flash of light.

In such a huge restaurant, no matter the diners, shopkeeper or waiter, they didn't realize that there was one less customer in the restaurant.

In other words, from the beginning to the end, no one knew that there was an astonishingly beautiful girl who stayed here.

After the girl in the black skirt left the restaurant, she headed straight out of the city.

She didn't turn around until she walked out of the gate of Jiuding City and came to a mountain in the far distance, and looked towards the direction of Jiuding City with her beautiful eyes as deep as springs.

"That old blind man is not a good person, and you, Su Yi, are definitely not a good person either. I will come to settle accounts with you later!"

The girl in the black skirt muttered inwardly, turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, her delicate body froze slightly.

Then he saw not far in front of him, and at some point, there was an extra tall figure.

The green robe is like jade, detached and unconventional, just like a banished fairy coming to the dust.

It was Su Yi.