Su Yiwen Lingzhao

    The atmosphere was a little dull.

    The originally pleasant rustling of insects seems to be a little annoying.

    Standing in a daze in front of the stone pillar, the young man holding the sword gently rubbed his eyebrows, still silent.

    Cha Jin picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "Young master has a bright eye, can predict things like a god, and his concubine is deeply admired, but can you listen to your concubine? The terms of the promise, and then decide whether to refuse?"

    Su Yi raised her hand and poured her a glass of wine, "Please."

    pun intended.

    Drink before talking.

    Su Yi turned a deaf ear, or simply ignored it.

    Drinking a woman's drink is really bad.

    But for Su Yi, the arrival of tea brocade is not only a bad sight, but also brings trouble.

    He never cared if it was rude to let a woman with her own trouble drink.

      Even being drunk is worth it."

      A Zhenyue King."

    She just said this, Su Yi poured her another glass of wine.

    Not even a single "please" was said this time.

    Cha Jin was stunned for a moment, then happily raised his glass and drank it, saying: "If the son is willing to serve the second prince, the concubine can guarantee that the son will no longer have to worry about his future cultivation. The son has made great achievements, and it will not be a problem to be named a marquis in the future!"

    Su Yi sighed, "Do you know how Zhou Zhili promised me?"

    "Learn more."

    Su Yi said casually: "He once promised him the position of the national teacher, the wealth of the sky, and the rare treasures of the world for my use."

      , can you hand over your position?"

    The middle-aged holding the sword not far away seemed to be unable to bear it, and snorted coldly: "Among the eight princes, the sixth prince is not welcomed by His Majesty, and secondly, he has never held real power, and is in the royal family. His status is far inferior to that of other princes."

    "He's talking freely and drawing an unrealistic pie, do you believe it? Or, you are a lion, planning to take the opportunity to extort benefits?"

    The middle-aged Baojian seemed to know the situation of the royal family very well, and he was quite dissatisfied with his words, thinking that Su Yi had ulterior motives for saying this.

    Cha Jin also seemed to calm down and said softly: "Mr. Su, Uncle Xiang has a straight temper, don't worry about it, but as far as the concubine knows, the situation of the sixth prince in the royal family is indeed... A little embarrassing."

    Su Yi poured another glass of wine for Cha Jin and said, "It's nothing but three things. After drinking this glass of wine, you can go."

    Cha Jin's delicate brows wrinkled, Su Yi's unmoved appearance made her feel an indescribable annoyance.

    I took the initiative to come, and I have expressed enough sincerity, but this guy seems to be giving no face at all!

    The atmosphere cooled down.

    The middle-aged man holding the sword turned to look at Su Yi.

    At that moment, his eyes were like a pair of sharp swords tearing apart the night sky, with a terrifying coldness.

    This is the power of the martial arts master!

    "Young people, it is a good thing to have lofty ambitions, but you may not know what to do if your eyes are higher than the top. Miss Cha Jin takes pity on your talent, so she will take the initiative to recruit, but you seem to really regard yourself as One of the most amazing characters?"

    The middle-aged man holding the sword spoke coldly, his words were loud and aggressive.

    Su Yi's eyes became cold.

    "It is said that you have the power to kill a master with a sword, but the old guy you killed on the ship at that time had already used the forbidden technique of self-destruction before you started, and was at the end of the shot. situation.”

    The middle-aged man holding the sword had cold eyes, with disdain, "And at that time, you were just picking up a big bargain!"

    Cha Jin's eyes rolled, and he smiled to ease the atmosphere, and said, "Uncle Xiang, Master Su, how could he be an ordinary person?"

    "It's natural, I just warned him not to think too much of himself."

    The middle-aged man holding the sword looked indifferent.

    "Do you know what happened at Qingding School yesterday?"

    From the beginning to the end, Su Yi's expression was very calm, and his eyes kept looking at the glass of wine poured for the tea brocade on the table.

    "What happened at Qingding School?"

    Cha Jin was startled, and subconsciously looked at the middle-aged Baojian.

    The middle-aged man holding the sword frowned and said, "It is said that Qin Wenyuan and his son were killed by an extremely mysterious and powerful person, what do you say?"

    Cha Jin froze for a while, then blinked his eyes and joked, "Young Master Su, don't you mean to tell us that the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son is you?"

    "You guessed it."

    Su Yi said, picked up the glass of wine on the table and sprinkled it on the ground, "I'll give you one last chance, disappear from my eyes now, otherwise..."

    He got up from the rattan chair, smiled slightly, and said, "I won't be able to leave tonight."

    Although she was smiling, there was no emotion in that smile.

    Cha Jin's face changed slightly, he took a few steps back, and said angrily: "Master Su, this joke is not funny at all!"

    She naturally wouldn't believe that Su Yi was the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son.

    The middle-aged man holding the sword couldn't help but laugh, his eyes surging with murderous intent: "Then I might as well say bluntly, you don't agree today, in order to prevent our identities from leaking, you and the people in this courtyard Everyone must die!"

    "Really."

    Su Yi's eyes were neither sad nor happy, "It seems that I, Su Yi, are really good at talking."

    He took a step forward.

    Cha Jin's pretty face changed slightly, and said, "Young Master Su, why are you obsessed?"

    Clang!

    The sword name is "Yingzi".

    It was personally refined by Chai Yong, a master swordsman in Yujing City, and spent 81 kinds of spiritual materials.

    With a sword in hand, Uncle Xiang's aura suddenly changed, his majesty and indifference, his aura was like a monstrous water, overwhelming the sky.

    "Submit to this sword, or die, choose one."

    Uncle Xiang said coldly.

    Seeing this, Cha Jin exited the pavilion without hesitation, but looked at Su Yi with a hint of regret.

    Why?

    This is probably called a toast, no eating, eating, and punishment bars?

    She sighed inwardly.

    "Draw your sword in front of me?"

    Su Yi's eyes showed a trace of disdain, "Listen, within three moves, I will break your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!"

    Speaking, his deep eyes flashed with a frightening cold luster.

    And his right hand sticks out like a sword.

    "I don't know what to do!"

    Uncle Xiang's face sank.

    Clang!

    The monstrous power that he had accumulated for a long time exploded with the sound of a condensed sword chant.

    Shhh!

    Yingzijian set off a misty purple sword shadow, which suddenly pierced in the night sky.

    The sword qi huffing and puffing like a sword, just like purple lightning across the sky.

    At that moment, Cha Jin's eyes stinged, and indescribable surprise filled her heart.

    Uncle Xiang is one of the top masters under the second prince. He has become famous more than ten years ago. He has a "fire and thunder swordsmanship", which has shocked four people and won the applause of his peers!

    In this way, this sword, with a random blow, shows the supreme style of a kendo master!

    Seeing Su Yi not dodging or evading, his right hand poked out.

    It may seem like an understatement, but it is mysterious.

    A stab of sword qi that stabbed quickly, immediately shifted out by three points.

    Huh?

    Uncle Xiang's pupils contracted.

    How rich is his fighting experience, he changed his sword stance at the first time, and the previous sword stance was like a lightning strike.

    The sword stance at this moment is the peaks and mountains, blocking the world, giving people the feeling of being impeccable and unshakable!

    Su Yi's right hand didn't change, only the white fingertips suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

    Clang!

    When the fingertips touched the Yingzi sword, there was a loud noise like a yellow bell and a big Lu.

    Following, Su Yi's fingertips flicked lightly on Uncle Xiang's right wrist.

    Pfft!

    His right palm and Ying Zijian flew to the ground, the broken wrist was smooth as a mirror, and the blood spilled like a spring.

    Uncle Elephant was in pain and scared.

    How can this child be so terrifying?

    Almost instinctively, Uncle Xiang was about to retreat.

    At this moment, Su Yi's indifferent voice sounded:

    "Second move."

    His right hand suddenly pinched in the air and pressed down.

    It is like a **** who moves mountains with only one hand, and wants to conquer Jiuyuan!

    Boom!

    The nearby air exploded and seemed unbearable.

    I saw Su Yi's palm print as bright as the real thing. With the press, even though Uncle Xiang tried his best to fight against it, but in just a split second, he was so oppressed that he knelt down with a bang, his knees smashed to the ground. The ground cracked, making a crackling sound.

    It was too fast, and this blow was too overbearing, like a slap on a fly.

    "This..."

    Uncle Elephant's eyes were splitting, and he was so shocked.

    The tea brocade in the distance also seemed to wake up from the shock and confusion at this moment, and screamed from her lips: "Don't-!"

    Su Yi turned a deaf ear, his palms were like knives, and he gently stroked.

    Uncle Elephant's head was thrown into the air.

    From beginning to end, he didn't even have time to react, let alone resist.

    Fear and disbelief were written all over her face when she was dying.

    In my ears, Su Yi's words just now echoed:

    "Listen, within three strokes, I will cut off your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!"

    ——

    Today's first one is a bit late, I apologize to you~