Su Yiwen Lingzhao

    "Qiu Hengkong, it really was you who leaked the secret to Su Yi in advance, traitor!"

    Tao Yunchi cursed.

    What they didn't understand was that since Su Yiming knew that Elder Zhou was going to kill him, why did he dare to come tonight?

    What's even more incredible is that he actually declared war on Elder Zhou!

    This is totally unexpected.

    After all, Zhou Fengzhi was in the early stage of Spirit Transformation, and was the inner door elder of their Tianshu Sword Sect. How could it be that a youth in Yuanfu could compete with her strength?

    Jiang Li was surprised, Su Yi's move was undoubtedly too bold, and even a little unreasonable.

    Even Zhou Fengzhi was stunned.

    He looked at Su Yi from a distance, and said, "Knowing that I'm going to kill you, you dare to come to the door to provoke you, so you have prepared enough cards?"

    "Hold?"

    Su Yi shook his head for a while, "To kill a character like you, why use your trump card?"

    The tone was casual, revealing undisguised disdain.

    "Rampant!"

    Zhou Zhiqian couldn't help sneering, "Su Yi, maybe no one can cure you in Da Zhou, but in this Da Xia, with your arrogant temperament, sooner or later there will be a big disaster. It's coming! Of course, I'm even more worried that you won't survive tonight!"

    Those descendants of Tianshu Sword Sect also showed sneer.

    "Fellow Daoist Su, your opponent is me!"

    In the distance above Jinlin Lake, Yu Wenshu's iron-like voice was heard. The torrential rain poured, sword intent surged on his body, and his voice contained a rare trace of anger.

    Tonight, it was a duel between him and Su Yi.

    But who would have thought that at this moment, he, the sword head of the younger generation of Tianshu Sword Sect, was ignored...

    Everyone noticed Yu Wenshu's anger.

    Zhou Fengzhi said directly: "Su Yi, I promised not to be involved in the duel between Yu Wenshu and you. Now, you can go to war."

    "You want to take this opportunity to see, what kind of trump card does someone Su have, dare to kill you tonight?"

    Su Yi's eyes were full of ridicule.

    Zhou Fengzhi was shocked and her eyes flashed.

    Before he could speak again, Su Yi strode forward with an oil-paper umbrella, "Don't waste any more time, within three swords, I will give you a death."

    "Senior nephew Yuwen, you can see that it wasn't me who intervened in the showdown between you and this Su Yi, it was him... seeking death himself!"

    Zhou Fengzhi's eyes showed murderous intent.

    On the lake in the distance, Yu Wenshu's face was a little ugly. He Su Yi didn't want to lose to his own hands, but he knew that he would die, and he also died at the hands of a spiritual transformation cultivator?

    Tao Yunchi and others all showed signs of pity, between the three swords, give Elder Zhou a death?

    They all doubt whether this surnamed Su has the life to make three swords!

    Jiang Lifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

     Qiu Hengkong's heart hangs in his throat, and he is unprecedentedly nervous.

    Zhou Zhi's dry lips showed an excited smile, he has been waiting for this day for a long time!

    It's just that he never thought that Su Yi would be so arrogant that he didn't know how to live or die.

    "First Sword."

    The light and fluttering voice was still echoing in the rainy night, Su Yi still held the oil-paper umbrella in his right hand, only the left hand, which was carried behind his back, stuck out and slashed across the sky with his parallel fingers like a sword.

    Shout!

    A simple, clear-colored sword energy swept out, glowing illusory and ethereal in this rainy night.

    There is no earth-shattering might, no terrifying sword intent.

    Natural, no trace.

    Huh?

    Zhou Fengzhi's pupils shrank suddenly.

    This sword is obviously bland, but when this sword strikes, it makes him feel extremely dangerous.

    It is as if the torrential rain, the deep night, and the endless autumn are all integrated into this sword.

    And he himself, as if he is regarded as a heresy by everything in this world, wants to discard and erase!

    What kind of kendo is this?

    But at this moment, he could not see the mystery hidden in this sword!

    "Up!"

    In the shouting, a purple spirit sword swept out from Zhou Fengzhi, bringing a monstrous thunder, which was like a dragon, stirring up the rainy night sky.

    Purple Ting Spirit Sword!

    When Zhou Fengzhi stepped into the spirit realm ten years ago, an ancient spirit sword was personally given by the headmaster of Tianshu Sword Sect. The sexual soul body has already been sharpened, and the power is extremely powerful.

    In the past ten years, Zhou Fengzhi has cultivated this sword day and night with her own cultivation and hard work, and has long since tempered it to the point where she is connected with his heart, like an arm and a finger.

    As soon as this sword came out, everyone present was shocked.

    Spirit Sword Purple Ting, shining on the purple capital and leading the thunder down, is one of the most famous spirit swords in the Tianshu Sword Sect Treasure Pavilion!

    However, no one expected that Zhou Fengzhi would sacrifice this sword as soon as the battle started.

    What everyone didn't expect was that, after offering this sword, Zhou Fengzhi squeezed the sword marks with both hands, and displayed the unique kendo skills that he was famous for—

    Xuan Ting Sword Art!

    Boom!

    Purple Ting Spirit Sword issued the sword cry of Hong Zhong Da Lu, and Yao Jiao's sword set off a surging wave of purple lightning, shattering the rain curtain and illuminating the night sky.

    The kendo power released at that moment made the bodies of everyone present stiff, and they all felt suffocated.

    The spirit realm is above the three realms of Yuandao.

    And Zhou Fengzhi made a move at this moment, and she used all her strength. You can imagine how terrifying that power is.

    However—

    Under Su Yi's bland sword, purple lightning exploded all over the sky, like thousands of fireworks blooming in the night, fire trees and silver flowers, light and rain splashing.

    Clang!

    It was followed by a deafening boom.

    Yao Jiao’s Purple Ting Spirit Sword shuddered violently and flew out.

    Su Yi's sword energy remained unabated, and he slashed straight at Zhou Fengzhi.

    The momentum is unstoppable!

    "This..."

    Om!

    Turn thunder into mountains!

    The raging power swept through, and the smoke filled the air, Zhou Fengzhi's figure shot back, and she was more than ten feet away before she stood firm.

    Seeing him shattered in a flash, his long hair is messy, his face is pale, and there is blood flowing down the corner of his lips, and the pair of eyes are full of horror.

    The audience was dead silent, and in the torrential rain, people were dumbfounded.

    With a single sword, a character in the Spirit Transformation Realm was wounded! ?

    You must know that Su Yi is only at the Yuanfu realm!

    "How could..."

    On the lake in the distance, Yu Wenshu's face changed suddenly.

    Before, he thought that Su Yining would die under Zhou Fengzhi's hands,

    I don't want to lose to myself.

    But now it seems that he guessed wrong, and was wrong!

    Jiang Lifeng narrowed her eyes, and Yurong was full of shock.

    Qiu Hengkong was sluggish there, what kind of sword would it be to injure someone like Zhou Fengzhi in the Spirit Transformation Realm?

    Tao Yunchi, Gu Tengying and other Tianshu Sword Sect descendants showed pity, indifference and ridicule in their expressions, all of them were as if struck by lightning, completely dumbfounded.

    Breaking their heads, they didn't expect such a scene to happen!

    "How powerful is Su Yi's accomplishments in kendo?"

    Yue Shichan was relatively calm, and only she knew that on Shuyun Lake last night, Su Yi had personally killed Huo Tiandu, the great elder of Yuntian Shrine.

    Before he came to Jinlin Lake tonight, Su Yi had already reached the middle stage of Yuanfu realm!

    Under such circumstances, Yue Shichan is naturally not worried that Su Yi will lose.

    Only when she saw the style and power of Su Yi's sword, Yue Shichan couldn't help but be shocked, and finally realized that the gap between herself and Su Yi in kendo attainment was completely A world of difference!

    "Second Sword."

    An indifferent voice sounded in the rain.

    Su Yi held an umbrella in one hand, his figure volleyed across the sky, and the other hand pointed a sword as a sword, and cut out lightly.

    Shhh!

    The clear sword energy rose from the sky, and compared with the first sword, it appeared more dull and simple.

    If the heaven and earth are regarded as a picture of "a rainstorm in an autumn night", then Su Yi's sword is like a stroke by a Danqing painter at will.

    Zhou Fengzhi's expression was unprecedentedly dignified, he had completely realized that something was wrong, and when he saw this sword coming, he didn't hesitate to use his trump card.

    "Up!"

    Sword Yin Xuan Lei Jiu Xiao!

    The sky above the huge Jinlin Lake is full of dazzling purple thunders, splendid and gorgeous, like the water of the Tianhe River bursting down.

    That scene made Jiang Li, Yu Wenshu and others feel numb and horrified.

    Undoubtedly, this is Zhou Fengzhi's killer move!

    However—

    When this purple thunder and lightning sword qi appeared in the "Autumn Night Rainstorm", it was wiped out by a sword qi swung by Su Yi's like Dan Qing's wonderful hand, and they all dissipated like a tide fade.

    It is like the dust falling on the drawing paper, which is wiped away.

    And when Su Yi cut off this sword.

    This sword is too domineering, there is no indestructible power!

    Boom!

    The sword roared and the world trembled.

    The remaining half of his body also had fine cracked sword marks, which were on the verge of being shattered.

    At this critical moment, Zhou Fengzhi gave up her body without hesitation and swept out her soul, thus avoiding the blast of sword energy.

    "It's only two swords, so I can't bear it. It seems that I looked at you before."

    In the distant rainy night, Su Yi's disdainful and indifferent voice sounded.

    Looking at the others in the arena, they were all stunned and lost their voices.

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