The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Wen Jieyuan's attitude was very high and aggressive.

Su Yi glanced at the courtyard and saw that nothing was damaged, so he said casually: There were indeed a lot of weird things that happened last night, but...what do they have to do with you?

Wen Jieyuan frowned and said amusedly: Su Yi, you, this useless son-in-law, have only been the shopkeeper of Xinghuang Medical Center for a day, and your temper has become so bad?

The guards also sneered.

As a member of the Wen family, who doesn't know how useless and miserable Su Yi has been over the past year?

They didn't even take him into consideration!

Wen Jieyuan sounded disdainful and continued: In other words, do you think that since cousin Lingzhao became a disciple of the master, your cheap husband will also have a future?

I'm not afraid to tell you, even if I kill you here, cousin Lingzhao will not avenge you!

After saying that, he looked at Su Yi with pity in his eyes.

Su Yi's expression became more and more calm, and he suddenly said: Do you recognize Wu Ruoqiu?

Wen Jieyuan's eyes suddenly condensed and he said, Did you see this wandering Taoist priest last night?

Sure enough, you and your father should have known about the problems in this courtyard for a long time. If it were anyone else who lived here last night, they might have died long ago.

Su Yi understood.

Wen Jieyuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, with a strange look in his eyes, Su Yi, you should have died last night, but it's not too late now.

He raised his hand and waved, his voice cold and indifferent, Kill him!

yes!

Around the courtyard, men in black and other guards took orders and stepped forward to surround Su Yi. Their eyes were cold and murderous intent lingered in their brows.

Uncle, I'm sorry!

Clang!

A short and sturdy man pulled out a cold iron dagger, slammed his foot on the ground, and stabbed Su Yi's vest from behind like an arrow from the string.

The short sword drew a straight sharp edge.

The momentum is like thunder.

Su Yi remained motionless, and suddenly struck back with the scabbard in his hand.

When the short sword was only half a foot away from piercing Su Yi's back, the short man's chest was hit by the scabbard first.

Click!

The blow seemed to be an understatement, but it revealed an extremely overbearing force. The bones of the short man's chest shattered and collapsed, and he screamed in pain.

Before he could react, the scabbard suddenly lifted up and hit his neck hard.

With a bang, this capable guard with the level of meat refining in the blood-moving realm was knocked to the ground, his neck bones were broken, his head hung limply, and he was completely breathless.

In an instant, before the sword was unsheathed and Su Yi didn't even look back, he killed the enemy behind him!

Everyone was horrified.

This piece of trash has actually recovered his cultivation!

On the side of the ancient well, Wen Jieyuan's face darkened.

A year ago, Su Yi, the sword leader of the outer sect of Qinghe Sword Mansion, lost all his cultivation and entered the Wen family as a useless person. This was something everyone in Guangling City knew.

But now, Su Yi killed a blood-moving person with just a raise of his hand!

Go together!

The man in black spoke coldly.

He is the leader of this group of guards. He is tall, thin and muscular, with a shining light in his eyes. He has been immersed in the muscle refining level for many years and has rich combat experience.

When he spoke, he took the lead and raised a three-foot copper mace in his hand and struck it down.

laugh!

The fierce wind tore through the air, making a shrill scream.

The other seven guards, armed with axes, axes, knives, forks and other weapons, attacked brazenly at the same time.

Just from the chilling aura emanating from their bodies, it can be seen that each of these guards are ruthless and have been killed for a long time.

Being surrounded like this, Su Yi looked at the sword in his hand and whispered to himself:

Forget it, I will baptize you with the blood of these people today.

The sound is still echoing.

Clang!

In an instant, a sharp edge suddenly appeared. The black sword body, as ethereal and clear as the night, with a hint of purple light, rises in the void, and the sword sings clear and clear, like a cry for a full meal of blood.

The name of the sword is Chen Feng.

It means I enter the mortal world and sharpen my heart like a sharp edge.

clang!

The man in black swung the three-foot copper mace that was thrown at him, but was struck by the Chen Feng sword. With a click, the copper mace was cut into two pieces like tofu.

That sword edge is too sharp and domineering!

With one strike of the sword, the man in black's right hand holding the mace was chopped off, and blood spurted out like a waterfall from the severed wrist.

Hot and bright red.

He groaned and backed away in shock.

At this moment, he saw an extremely bloody scene——

They saw Su Yi's sleeves and robes fluttering, holding a long sword in his hand, walking and looking around, as if he was banishing an immortal, and drew his sword six times in a row.

Cut, stab, pick, scratch, collapse, chop!

Each sword is as fast as wind and as aggressive as fire. It flies freely, with a misty feeling that is as erratic as lightning and as fast as stream of light.

At that moment, Su Yi's figure was like a wind that was swinging wildly for nine days.

boom!

A guard had a bloody hole in his throat, his eyes widened, and he lay down on the ground.

puff!

Another guard's head was chopped off and thrown into the air, with a look of horror on his face.

Immediately afterwards, a series of intensive collisions and dull sounds were heard, and other guards were seen being hacked to death, having their necks cut off, or having their chests slashed...

The bright red blood is like a puff of fireworks, poignant and bloody, blooming in the void of the courtyard.

When Su Yi sheathed her sword and stamped her feet.

In the scene, except for the man in black and Wen Jieyuan on the side of the ancient well, everyone else was killed on the ground, with blood flowing like a river.

Everything ended in a moment.

It's like thunder suddenly appearing and then returning to silence!

Looking at Su Yi again, his expression was as calm as before. He held the sword in his hand and stood casually, as if the remaining blood drops on the sword's edge in the night fell to the ground drop by drop.

Where he stood, seven corpses lay scattered in a pool of blood, and the scene was bloody.

This... what kind of swordsmanship is this?

The man in black was shocked, his mind was in a trance, his pupils were filled with confusion, and he was completely shocked.

Wen Jieyuan, who was in the distance, was also shocked. He was trembling with shock and anger, and his face was full of disbelief.

If you feed a sword with killing, it will be full of evil spirit. If you use blood to temper the sword, it will be full of evil spirit. It is best to sharpen the sword with Taoist heart. However, although the Chenfeng Sword has a trace of spirituality, it is a mortal weapon after all, and it will be contaminated by the evil spirit. It’s okay.”

Su Yi looked at the Fengchen Sword in his hand, then looked at Wen Jieyuan in the distance, and said calmly, Why don't you, a descendant of the Wen family, dare not step forward to fight?

Wen Jieyuan felt cold all over.

He was only in the blood-realm meat-refining stage, and he had been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child. He had never experienced such a bloody scene, and he had long been frightened.

Master, leave quickly!

Suddenly, a man in black not far away shouted loudly. He had a crossbow in his hand and pointed it at Su Yi.

Whoosh!

An arrow shot out, as fast as lightning, with a bone-piercing edge.

Su Yi's figure turned slightly to one side, and the arrow passed by three inches from his neck with a dangerous sound. It plunged into the far wall with a bang, sending out a handful of stone chips and carving a deep hole in the wall.

This shows the domineering power of this arrow!

Taking this opportunity, Wen Jieyuan reacted and rushed out of the courtyard immediately.

The man in black is holding a powerful crossbow, constantly pulling the bow string with his left hand, and pulling the trigger.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The screams were like a tide, and sharp arrows flew through the air and shot towards Su Yi, dense as rain.

Su Yi did not retreat but advanced, his figure flickering and moving forward.

He is already at the level of muscle refining in the blood-moving realm. He rises like an arrow and falls like the wind, and his body is extremely flexible.

At this time, even though he was walking under the rain of arrows, he still seemed calm and composed, avoiding the arrows that rushed towards him at the last moment.

In a few blinks, Su Yi arrived in front of the man in black unscathed.

Uncle, if you do this, you will only harm yourself!

The man in black shouted loudly. The arrows in his crossbow were all used up. Facing Su Yi who was so close, he couldn't help but show a look of despair.

powerful!

too strong!

It makes characters like him at the Jinjin level feel fear and helplessness from the bottom of their hearts.

You are worthy of praise for being a loyal savior. I will give you a pleasure.

As he spoke, Su Yi flashed the Chenfeng sword in his hand.

puff!

The man in black's chest was stabbed and his heart was broken.

When he was dying, he couldn't believe that Su Yi would act so neatly, as if he didn't care at all about the serious consequences of doing so.

With a pop, the figure of the man in black fell limply in a pool of blood.

Su Yi's eyes were already looking in another direction.

Wen Jieyuan had fled to the courtyard gate, panicking like a bereaved dog.

How could Su Yi let him escape.

He raised his toes, and a short knife flew up from the ground and fell into his palm.

Then, he suddenly exerted strength in his arm and raised his hand to throw.

Uh-huh!

The short knife flew through the void like an arrow, as fast as thunder, and stabbed hard into Wen Jieyuan's back.

The huge impact caused his body to hit the courtyard door hard, and then he sat down on the ground, with stars appearing in front of his eyes.

The severe pain in his body and the fear in his heart made Wen Jieyuan almost collapse.

If I had known, I wouldn't have let them lock the door...

Wen Jieyuan looked desperate.

But at this moment——

The courtyard door was opened from the outside, and a group of figures appeared outside the courtyard.

The leader's body was as high as a mountain, and he was wearing a military uniform. When he opened and closed his eyes, they were like cold electricity.

It was Nie Beihu, the commander of the imperial guards of the city lord's palace.

Master Nie, help me!

Wen Jieyuan, who was originally desperate, was now extremely excited and ecstatic, shouting for help, like a drowning person grabbing a straw.

this……

Nie Beihu glanced at the courtyard and couldn't help but be shocked by the corpses and blood on the ground. His face suddenly changed and he took a breath.

Next to Nie Beihu, followed by Huang Ganjun and a group of city lord's palace guards, they also saw a bloody scene. They were all shocked and tensed up.

Then, all eyes fell on Su Yi, who was standing alone in the courtyard with a long sword in his hand, unable to calm down.

Who can't see that all of this was done by Su Yi?

Master Nie, hurry up, catch this evil thief Su Yi. He is rampant and murderous. He killed all my followers and he wants to kill me too!

Wen Jieyuan yelled hastily, his face full of resentment and excitement.

He was also present at the birthday banquet of the astronomer's old lady Jun some time ago, and witnessed the scene where Nie Beihu and the city lord Fu Shan attended the banquet together.

This made him subconsciously think that since Nie Beihu was on good terms with the Wen family, he would definitely support him.

But the next scene made Wen Jieyuan dumbfounded.

Nie Beihu's expression suddenly changed. He bowed his hands to Su Yi and said, Nie came late to save you. I hope Mr. Su will forgive me.

Master Nie, you...how did you...

Wen Jieyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was dumbfounded, his expression was dull, and he was so shocked that he could not speak.

Nie Beihu looked indifferent and ignored him at all. He only looked at Su Yi with respect.

Su Yi frowned slightly, but looked at Huang Qianjun, Did you invite Master Nie here?

Huang Qianjun froze, hearing the displeasure in Su Yi's tone, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He originally planned to explain, but in the end he just lowered his head and said bitterly:

yes.

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