Su Yi Su Xuanjun

The night was getting darker and darker, and the old locust tree was silent.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the wall on the side of the courtyard.

It can be vaguely seen that he is wearing a black Taoist robe, his figure is as thin as a bamboo, and he is holding a dead body in each hand.

The Taoist threw it away, and the two corpses he was carrying fell to the ground of the courtyard, and then he jumped into the courtyard.

"Hey, Qingwan, is this courtyard inhabited?"

Because the sky was too dark, the Taoist could see clearly that the abandoned courtyard, which was overgrown with weeds, had now been cleaned and looked brand new.

"Wu Ruoqiu, you're finally here."

It was Su Yi's calm voice that answered.

He has got up from the bamboo chair, holding the mahogany sword casually in his right hand, standing in the night, looking at the other party quietly.

This Wu Ruoqiu was about forty years old, with a fair complexion, a flowing willow beard, a sword on his back, and a yellow leather gourd hanging on his waist, he looked quite out of the world.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Wu Ruoqiu was taken aback, showing vigilance.

Just after he finished speaking, there was a strange howling sound from his mouth.

But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened as he expected.

Wu Ruoqiu's heart sank, a little anxious, what's going on?

"I killed all those ghost corpses. It's useless for you to slit your throat."

Su Yi strolled in the courtyard and walked towards Wu Ruoqiu.

"Who are you?"

Wu Ruoqiu sternly said, a pair of eyes flickered with brilliance, and her whole body was ready to go.

"Don't be nervous, before I do it, I have something to ask you."

When Su Yi spoke, he had already come to a foot away from Wu Ruoqiu.

It was only now that Wu Ruoqiu could see clearly that the opposite was a young man in his teens, wearing a blue cloth robe, carrying a wooden sword in his hand, his figure was tall and tall, and his aura was only at the blood-moving level.

Wu Ruoqiu immediately relaxed, mocking herself in her heart, I really became more and more timid as I lived, and I was almost frightened by a baby in the blood-moving realm.

He put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "Young man, you are not qualified to talk to Wu, go and call your master, I want to ask how he teaches his disciples, he has no manners at all!"

The ghost corpses in the well lost contact, and even Qingwan hid from showing up, which made Wu Ruoqiu suspect that there was another master behind Su Yi.

Su Yi smiled and shook his head, "If there is someone in this world who can be my Master Su, I might be very happy, but unfortunately I haven't met one so far."

Wu Ruoqiu was startled, and said with a sneer: "The hair hasn't grown yet, so the tone is not small! If you don't invite your master out again, don't blame Wu for being rude to you!"

His eyes sparkled brightly, and his aura suddenly changed. When the air mechanism in his body was running, there was a faint sound of roaring and drumming like a surging tide.

This is the power that can only be mastered by Qi Gathering Realm.

Once the martial artist uses his kung fu, his qi and blood will gather and boil and burn.

With the guidance of the Qi machine, he was able to make every movement during the battle, as if he had measured it with a ruler, without any difference, and controlled the power of his body to the most delicate level.

Wu Ruoqiu was at the level of Qi Gathering Realm, with copper skin and stone muscles, iron bones and jade tendons, it was difficult for ordinary swords and guns to hurt him.

A faint sneer appeared on Su Yi's lips, and he said, "Then Su needs to see and see, how can you be so rude to a small character at the level of Qi Gathering and Orifice?"

"Ms. Wu has been in the world for many years, and I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen someone as crazy as you!"

Wu Ruoqiu laughed out of breath.

Qi Gathering Tongqiao Jing is a small role?

Listen, is this what people say?

He jumped forward suddenly, his sleeves were bulging, and he reached out and grabbed Su Yi's neck.

boom!

A Qi Gathering Realm suddenly makes a move, that level of power is as swift as thunder, domineering and fierce, and just that kind of momentum can frighten the courage of a person in the Blood Moving Realm!

Wu Ruoqiu's plan is very simple, to capture Su Yi first, and then force out the expert behind him, so that he can remain invincible.

Su Yi was about to be caught at the sight.

Right at this moment-

A sword shadow suddenly appeared in the depths of Su Yi's pupils, followed by a vast and cold terrifying aura.

boom!

Wu Ruoqiu's mind was struck by lightning, her soul throbbed, her eyes turned black, and she seemed to fall into an endless purgatory in a trance. A mysterious fairy sword came from outside the sky, smashed the eternal Qingming, and crushed it down.

At that moment, terrifying sword intents were everywhere, in all directions, in the sky and on the ground, and the sword chant roared like the roar of gods in the ears and hearts.

A feeling of smallness, helplessness, and despair surged up, which stimulated Wu Ruoqiu's mood to the point of being hit hard, and almost collapsed.

This feeling is only for a moment.

But suffering from this impact, Wu Ruoqiu's forward figure froze, just five steps away from Su Yi.

Five steps is the standard distance for a warrior to fight to the death.

The so-called blood splattered five steps, the emperor is unstoppable, close at hand, the enemy's country is full of people!

That's the case.

At these five steps, Su Yi moved.

Simply stabbing out with a single sword.

Quick, accurate, ruthless!

Just like the instinctive reaction formed after countless times of drawing a sword, it is extremely accurate, extremely fast, and extremely ruthless.

puff!

The blunt and thick wooden sword pierced through Wu Ruoqiu's chest skin and flesh, shattered his cavity, and pierced through his chest with a force that would destroy everything.

Hot blood splashed out from its back together with the tip of the sword!

Because the power of this sword was too fierce, Wu Ruoqiu's body suddenly bent forward, like a boiled and curled up prawn.

His eyes were wide open, his face was full of bewilderment, as if he couldn't believe it, he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you really in the blood-moving realm?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

Su Yi drew out the wooden sword casually, and took three steps back.

Wu Ruoqiu's body shook violently, and the blood hole in her chest shot out a waterfall of blood like a spring. If Su Yi hadn't dodged in time, he would have been splashed all over.

Pfft!

Wu Ruoqiu fell to the ground, panting in pain.

The injury was so severe that he felt that his vitality was rapidly passing away.

"Don't you have something to ask? Why are you so ruthless? If I die, you don't know anything."

Wu Ruoqiu spoke intermittently, he was very puzzled.

Su Yi said casually: "Oh, I'm not interested in knowing now."

Wu Ruoqiu: ""

He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He gritted his teeth and hissed bitterly: "You ruined my master's affairs, just wait for revenge!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Ruoqiu lay on the ground without breathing, and died right there.

Unwillingness was written in those wide eyes.

It probably didn't occur to him that he lost his life in the hands of a blood-moving character with a single move.

"I can't even bear a ray of branding breath, the spirit of this Great Zhou Dynasty warrior is really weak"

Su Yi shook his head secretly.

Before, he used the breath of "Nine Hell Sword" in his mind.

Even if this ray of breath is extremely faint and light, it is not something that Wu Ruoqiu's Qi Gathering Realm can fight against, causing Wu Ruoqiu's spirit to suffer an impact.

It was by taking this opportunity that Su Yi pierced his chest with a sword.

"If I had known this earlier, I would have confronted him head-on. Although it would be a little troublesome, with my current cultivation base and my swordsmanship attainments, it would be enough to kill him."

Before, Su Yi thought that Wu Ruoqiu was an evil cultivator who had mastered a lot of vicious methods, so he didn't plan to fight head-on with the opponent, and directly spent his own cultivation and used a little hole card.

Who would have thought that the other party was so stupid that he only relied on his cultivation to fight against him, without using any vicious secret techniques and powers at all.

"It seems that I still take the evil cultivators in this world too seriously."

Su Yi laughed at himself.

Thinking about it now, Wu Ruoqiu wasn't stupid, but he was a Qi-gathering-level character, and from the very beginning, he underestimated himself who only had the blood-moving level cultivation base.

It can be seen that weak cultivation also has advantages, which can make opponents belittle and careless.

"Do you know Wu Ruoqiu's teacher?"

Su Yi looked at the old locust tree not far away.

"Report to Immortal Master, I am not aware of this matter."

A red shadow appeared on one of the branches in a panic.

She rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, lowered her head, and her pretty face, which was slightly baby fat, was full of weakness, helplessness, and pity.

The scene where Wu Ruoqiu was killed by a sword just now was seen by her, if she hadn't tightly covered her mouth in advance, she would have almost screamed out of fright at the bloody scene.

Su Yi didn't ask any more questions, squatted down, and began to search Wu Ruoqiu's belongings.

A long sword with a sheath, a yellow gourd, three 1000 taels of silver notes, a pocket of about 20 taels of silver, and a yellowed book with only a few pages left.

Apart from this, there are no other noteworthy items.

First put away the banknotes and silver, and Su Yi picked up the yellowed scroll.

The scroll is torn, and only a few pages are written on some vicious secret techniques, contents and evils of cultivating ghost corpses and worms.

After reading it hastily, Su Yi couldn't help being disappointed, even if it was in the hands of crooked sects, the secret technique on the scroll would be unbearably vulgar and laughable.

However, Su Yi noticed that at the end of the last page of the scroll, there was a line written:

"Yinshamen, Weng Yunqi gifted it to my disciple Wu Ruoqiu."

Su Yi suddenly understood.

The sect behind Wu Ruoqiu is this "Yin Shamen", and its master's name is Weng Yunqi.

"When he was about to die, he said that I had ruined his master's sect. From this point of view, Wu Ruoqiu should have been instructed by the Yin Sha sect to raise ghost corpses."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

He had a hunch that this place was definitely not the only place where Yinshamen raised ghost corpses.

In other words, there should be similar "insect breeding grounds" in other places in Guangling City.

While thinking about it, Su Yi had already torn up the scroll in his hand. If this kind of evil secret technique was obtained by others, it would be a disaster for others.

Next, he picked up the long sword with sheath.

The scabbard was forged from black iron, and when the long sword was pulled out, a pungent smell of blood and rancidity rushed to the face.

Su Yi frowned, showing disgust.

This sword is made of pine grain wood, the blade is soaked in a layer of dark red blood, the blade is glowing with green luster, and the breath is extremely foul.

"It's actually raising the sword with the blood of a woman who has not left the pavilion. What kind of evil cultivator is this? It's really worthless!"

Su Yi shook his head for a while, feeling sick for a while.

Click!

Su Yi exerted strength with his palms and fingers, and the pine sword shattered into sawdust, and was completely burned by Su Yi's fire.

"Well, this gourd is quite interesting."

When Su Yi took the only yellow leather gourd left, he finally became interested.

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ps: Well, today the monthly ticket breaks 600 and continues to add updates. Goldfish really has no manuscripts. When I put forward the conditions for adding updates, I panicked a lot