The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

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

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

It was vaguely visible that he was wearing a black Taoist robe, his figure was as thin as a bamboo, and he was holding a human body in each hand.

The Taoist threw them away casually, and the two corpses he was carrying fell to the ground in the courtyard. He then jumped up and arrived in the courtyard.

Hey, Qingwan, is there anyone living in this courtyard?

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

Wu Ruoqiu, you are finally here.

The answer was Su Yi's calm voice.

He had stood 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 is about forty years old, with fair complexion and a flowing willow beard. She carries a sword on her back and a yellow gourd hanging on her waist. She looks quite aloof.

Who are you? How do you know my name?

Wu Ruoqiu was startled and looked wary.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange high-pitched whistling sound came 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 have killed all those ghost zombies. It's useless even if you scream at them.

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

Who are you anyway?

Wu Ruoqiu said sternly, her eyes flashing with energy, and her energy was ready to go.

Don't be nervous. I have something to ask you before I start.

When Su Yi spoke, he had already arrived and stood where Wu Ruoqiu was.

Only then did Wu Ruoqiu see clearly. Opposite him was a boy in his teens, wearing a blue cloth robe and carrying a wooden sword in his hand. He had a tall figure and the aura on his body was only at the blood-moving level.

Wu Ruoqiu immediately relaxed and laughed at herself, thinking that I was becoming more and more timid as I became more active, and I was almost frightened by a young child who moved to the blood 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 him how he teaches his disciples. There is no courtesy at all!

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

Su Yi smiled and shook his head, If there really is someone in this world who can be my master, Su, I might be overjoyed. Unfortunately... I have never met one so far.

Wu Ruoqiu was startled and sneered: My hair hasn't even grown yet, so I'm not being rude! If you don't invite your master, don't blame Mr. Wu for being rude to you!

The sparkle in his eyes surged, and his aura suddenly changed. When the energy in his body was circulating, there was a faint roaring and drumming sound like a tidal wave.

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

Once a warrior performs martial arts, his Qi and blood gather together and boil and burn.

With the guidance of Qi, during battle, every movement can be accurately measured as if measured with a ruler, with no deviation, and the power of the body can be controlled to the most exquisite level.

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

There was a faint sneer on Su Yi's lips, and he said, Then Su needs to see how you, a small character at the Qi Gathering and Aperture Level, can be so rude.

Wu has been walking around the world for many years. He has seen crazy people, but he has never seen anyone as crazy as you!

Wu Ruoqiu laughed angrily.

Is the Qi Gathering Aperture Realm a minor role?

Listen, is this what people say?

He suddenly jumped forward, his sleeves bulging, and reached out to grab Su Yi's neck.

boom! A person in the Qi Gathering Realm suddenly took action. The power was as fast as thunder and domineering. Just that kind of momentum could scare the courage of a person in the Blood Moving Realm!

Wu Ruoqiu's plan was very simple, capture Su Yi first, and then force out the master behind him. In this way, he would be in an invincible position.

He was about to catch Su Yi at first sight.

At this moment——

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

boom!

Wu Ruoqiu's mind felt like it was struck by lightning, her soul palpitated, her eyesight turned black, and she felt as if she was falling into endless purgatory. A mysterious sword came from the sky, crushing the eternal Qingming, and crushing it down.

At that moment, there were terrifying sword intentions in all directions, in the sky and on the ground, and the roaring sword roars in both ears and hearts were like the roars of the gods.

A feeling of insignificance, helplessness, and despair surged up, stimulating Wu Ruoqiu's mood to the point of being hit hard, and she almost collapsed.

This feeling lasted only a moment.

However, Wu Ruoqiu's forward figure stagnated after suffering this impact, just five steps away from Su Yi.

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

The so-called blood splatters in five steps, and the emperor can't stop it. He's so close, and the enemy's country is wiped out!

That's the case.

At these five steps, Su Yi moved.

A simple sword thrust out.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Just like the instinctive reaction formed after countless times of drawing swords, it is extremely accurate, extremely fast, and extremely cruel.

puff!

The blunt and thick wooden sword pierced through the skin and flesh of Wu Ruoqiu's chest, shattered his bones, and passed through his chest with a devastating force.

Hot blood and the tip of the sword spurted out from its back!

Because the force of this sword was so fierce, Wu Ruoqiu's body suddenly bent forward, like a cooked prawn curled up.

His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of confusion, as if he couldn't believe it, and his voice was hoarse, You... are you really in the blood-moving realm?

Replacement guaranteed.

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

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

Plop!

Wu Ruoqiu fell to the ground and gasped in pain.

The injury was too serious, making him feel that his life was quickly passing away.

You...don't you have something to ask...why...why you were so cruel? If I die, you won't know anything.

Wu Ruoqiu spoke intermittently, he was 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 viciously: You ruined my master's important affairs, just wait for revenge!

After finishing speaking, Wu Ruoqiu lay on the ground, breathless, and died.

Those wide eyes were full of unwillingness.

Perhaps he didn't expect that he would die in the hands of a blood-moving person with just one move.

I can't even bear the breath of the brand. The spirit of this Zhou Dynasty warrior is really weak...

Su Yi shook his head secretly.

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

Even though this wisp of aura was extremely faint and light, Wu Ruoqiu's spirit-gathering realm was not something that could resist, causing Wu Ruoqiu's soul to suffer a shock.

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

If I had known this, I would have faced him head-on. Although it would be a bit more troublesome, with my current cultivation level and my swordsmanship, I would be able to kill him.

Previously, Su Yi thought that Wu Ruoqiu was an evil cultivator who had mastered many vicious methods, so he had no intention of fighting the opponent head-on, and directly spent his own cultivation and used some of his trump cards.

Who would have thought that the other party would be stupid enough to fight with him based only on his cultivation, without using any vicious secret techniques or power 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 was not stupid, but he was a Qi Gathering Realm character, and he had underestimated himself from the beginning before he could achieve the Blood Moving Realm cultivation level.

It can be seen that there are advantages to being weak in cultivation, and it can make opponents look down upon and careless.

Do you know Wu Ruoqiu's sect?

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

Reporting to the Immortal Master, I...I don't know about this matter.

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

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

The scene where Wu Ruoqiu was killed with a sword just now was seen in front of her eyes. 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 sheathed long sword, a yellow gourd, three silver notes worth one thousand taels, a bag of broken silver worth about twenty taels, and a yellowed book with only a few pages left.

Apart from this, there are no other items of note.

Putting away the banknotes and money first, Su Yi picked up the yellowed scroll.

The scroll was in pieces, and the few remaining pages contained some vicious secret techniques for cultivating ghosts and zombies, and the content was extremely sinister.

After reading it hastily, Su Yi couldn't help but feel disappointed. Even in the hands of crooked people, the secret technique contained in the scroll was vulgar and ridiculous.

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

Yin Shamen, Weng Yunqi gave it to my disciple Wu Ruoqiu.

Su Yi understood immediately.

The master sect behind Wu Ruoqiu is the Yinsha Sect, and his master's name is Weng Yunqi.

When he was dying, he said that I ruined his master's important affairs. From this point of view, Wu Ruoqiu's raising of ghost corpse insects should be under the instructions of the Yin Sha Sect.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

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

In other words, there should be similar insect breeding grounds in other parts of Guangling City.

While thinking about it, Su Yi had already torn the book in his hand into pieces. If this evil secret technique were obtained by others, it would be a disaster for one party.

Next, he picked up the sheathed sword.

The scabbard was made of black iron. When the sword was pulled out, a pungent smell of blood and putrefaction hit his face.

Su Yi frowned, showing disgust.

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

Using the blood of a woman who has not yet left the palace to raise a sword. What kind of evil cultivator is this? It is so worthless!

Su Yi shook his head and felt nauseous.

Click!

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

Well, this gourd is quite interesting.

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

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ps: Well... today the monthly ticket exceeded 600 and I will continue to add more updates. Goldfish really has no manuscripts saved. When I proposed the conditions for adding more updates, a lot of people panicked~