The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Uncle Master!

In the distance, the purple-robed young man shouted, his heart in his throat.

Everyone else is also eclipsed.

boom!

At the critical moment, Qing Jin showed no fear and tried his best to resist, but was shocked by the blow and Fei Yue's swords flew away.

Her figure fell directly a few feet away, her pale lips were coughing up blood, her bright eyes were dim, and her aura was weakened.

He's not dead yet?

The man in linen frowned slightly, as if he was surprised and a little surprised.

Your Highness, Sixth Highness, please leave quickly while I'm still alive. I know you still have a trump card to save your life. Don't worry about it when you need to use it.

Amidst the violent coughing, Qing Jin stood up with difficulty. She looked at the Feiyue swords that fell far away, with a trace of helplessness in her eyes.

Then, she shook her head, took a deep breath, her pale and beautiful face was filled with a dull look, and said, He can die, and so can I!

The man in linen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he hesitated in a rare way.

Uncle Master, let's die together!

The purple-robed young man shouted, his eyes full of cruelty, When my father knows what happened today, all of them will die!!

Not far away, the middle-aged scribe and others all changed slightly.

Am I escorting you all the way to let you seek death? Get out of here!

Qing Jin shouted.

Leave? No one here can leave alive today!

In the distance, the middle-aged scribe said with a solemn expression, Only if you are all dead, this matter will never be traced to us!

Suddenly, Yuan Luoxi and Cheng Wuyong were also disappointed.

At this moment, a helpless sigh sounded:

I'm just saying this is a big problem.

Following the sound, Su Yi walked over from the side of the ship, holding a bamboo stick in his hand and looking calm.

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

The eyes of Yuan Luoxi, Cheng Wuyong, and Huang Ganjun all lit up with excitement. Is Mr. Su finally planning to take action?

And when he saw the young man who had been scared away by him at the stairs, the middle-aged scribe suddenly sneered, Don't be afraid, little guy, I promise to chop off your head with a knife later and give you a good time!

The men in black near him laughed.

What do you mean?

Hearing Su Yi's words, the purple-robed young man's cheeks became extremely livid, You still think I'm harming you by letting you stay here!?

His expression was slightly ferocious, and his anger was boundless.

Is not it?

Su Yi asked back, Knowing that you have a secret, you still openly drink and have fun here, how stupid is it. Now, because of you, everyone here is going to be implicated, how selfish is it?

The young man in purple robe was so angry that he almost coughed up blood.

He had scolded Su Yi for being stupid and selfish before, but he never thought about it, but now he was scolded back by Su Yi!

Look, they started fighting among themselves. Is this dog eating dog? Hahaha.

In the distance, the woman who had assassinated the young man in purple robe laughed unscrupulously.

Su Yi glanced at her flatly and said, You'd better be able to laugh later.

There was an inexplicable chill in the woman's heart, and her laughter stopped abruptly. She was a little surprised. How could a young man in the blood-moving realm have such terrifying eyes?

Your Highness, Mr. Su is the only one who can save us this time. I tell you again, don't let anger get to your head.

Yuan Luoxi took a deep breath and said seriously.

You said he...he could save us?

The purple-robed young man was a little confused, feeling like he had heard a big joke.

Ms. Yuan, what time is it?

, I hope you don’t make such a joke!

Zhang Duo looked ugly.

Even a terrifying being like Qing Jin was no match for that martial arts master, let alone a young man like Su Yi who was in the blood-moving realm?

The middle-aged scribes in the distance were also stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Even the man in sackcloth holding the black halberd shook his head slightly. In his eyes, Su Yi was like a clown who didn't know whether to live or die.

If he hadn't been afraid of Qing Jin's desperate efforts, he would have killed Su Yi long ago.

At this time, Qing Jin couldn't help but feel annoyed. He glanced at Su Yi coldly and said sarcastically: If you can really save everyone here, you can do anything you want me to do! If you can't, just get out of here!

Anything can be done?

Su Yi thought for a while and said, This condition is barely acceptable. Otherwise, helping some people deal with troubles for no reason will always make me feel unhappy.

Qing Jin was stunned. Is this kid crazy?

In the distance, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in linen clothes. Taking advantage of Qing Jin's distraction, he attacked boldly.

How terrifying is a grandmaster's attack?

See you soon——

boom!

The short black halberd was packed with majestic and dazzling power. When it was struck out, it crushed the air and made a sharp sonic boom.

Get out of the way!

Qing Jin's pretty face changed, and she was about to push Su Yi away who was blocking the way.

But what surprised her was how powerful she was, but when she pushed Su Yi, it was like pushing a mountain and she didn't move at all.

Clang!

At this moment, everyone heard a clear sword chant.

Immediately after a flash of sword light lit up, at that moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the dark night, tearing apart the dark night sky.

Everyone's eyes felt a sting, and tears almost flowed out.

The man in linen clothes only felt his soul throbbing, and his eyes were in a trance. In his consciousness, chaos seemed to be beginning to open, and a sword energy emerged from the chaos like an eternal cloud, so majestic and ancient, so vast and lofty...

Then, this sword energy slashed down hard!

A feeling of helpless despair surged through his body, stimulating the man in sackcloth to the point where he couldn't help shouting in horror:

No--!

The sound shook the night sky and rumbled.

Everyone in the audience was shocked. When they looked up, they saw a horrifying scene——

The man in linen clothes, who was originally charging to attack, stopped midway. The black halberd in his hand froze in the air, and his strong and dark face was filled with fear and despair.

Then, with a pop, he fell straight down, causing the ground to shake.

There was not a single wound on his body, but the vitality in his body disappeared completely as if evaporating in an instant.

No--

No--

The roaring scream of the man in linen clothes before he died echoed freely.

When they saw this strange death scene, everyone's scalp was numb and their hair stood on end with horror.

this……

The middle-aged scribes and others were stunned and stunned.

How could a martial arts master die so mysteriously?

Dead? Just like this?!

The young man in purple robe almost jumped, his eyes were in a trance, his head was confused, and he suspected that he was dreaming.

He didn't notice that Zhang Duo, the guard beside him, was also in a rare state of confusion. He was shocked by the scene of death, and his hands and feet were trembling slightly.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Mr. Su's methods are becoming more and more mysterious!

At this time, even Yuan Luoxi, Cheng Wuyong, and Huang Ganjun, who knew Su Yi well, could not help but be stunned, their hearts were up and down, and they were extremely shocked.

When the sword came out, it was like a flash of thunder and lightning, piercing the night sky.

But a martial arts master died suddenly and unscathed on the spot. Such a way of death was really weird and terrifying.

you you……

Qingjin was the closest and suffered the greatest impact, unable to speak.

When the man in sackcloth took action, she originally planned to push away Su Yi, a young man who didn't know how to live or die, but who would have thought that she didn't succeed.

However, it was at this moment that she saw how Su Yi took action.

With a flick of his wrist, a sharp sword shot out from the jade-green bamboo staff like lightning, cutting through the night with incredible speed.

But what made her completely confused was that after the sword was struck, she was still a foot away from the man in linen clothing, and had not even touched the man's sleeves.

But the man in linen clothes died so bizarrely! !

Just when she was in a trance, Su Yi, who was standing in front of her, dodged and suddenly came to the woman not far away.

Even faster than him was the Chenfeng Sword in his hand, which was like a flash of light moving forward, easily piercing the opponent's throat.

puff!

Blood splattered.

The woman's eyes widened, confusion and astonishment written all over her face.

She was shocked just now, but when she came to her senses, the sword had already struck her, and she was stabbed to death on the spot like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Laughing inappropriately can kill people.

Su Yi said softly.

Pulling out the blade of the sword, without looking at the woman who fell to the ground dead with a thud, Su Yi looked at the middle-aged scribe in the distance.

At this time, the middle-aged scribes had all come to their senses, their expressions changed, and unspeakable fear surged in their hearts.

The man in sackcloth was their biggest support, but he was killed with just one sword.

How could this not surprise them?

Quick, go!

The middle-aged scribe shouted, turned and rushed toward the stairs.

The dozen men in black around him were even more ruthless, rushing directly towards the sides of the ship on both sides, trying to jump directly from the ninth-floor platform into the Dacang River below.

But how could Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo and others let the other party get what they wanted? They rushed out immediately and started killing.

Kill, we can't let these thieves escape!

Everyone come together!

Fuck these bitches!

On the ninth-floor high platform, there were not only Su Yi and others, but also many passengers who had been hiding in the distance before, including some warriors.

Seeing such a scene, these warriors rushed out one by one, shouting and rushing to help.

Su Yi originally planned to pursue him, but when he saw this scene, he immediately stopped and sheathed his sword.

He has always been lazy, and he will never do things himself that can be done by others.

Turning around and finding a chair to sit down, Su Yi couldn't help but let out a long breath, feeling the waves of fatigue coming from his soul, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

The sword that killed the middle-aged Mai just now was the Great Void Soul Sword Technique, a divine soul secret technique that he had just practiced.

The sword is like a great imaginary mountain, towering up into the sky. It cuts directly into the soul and kills people invisible!

This is a secret method of soul cultivation, which is far from advanced. It is precisely because of this that Su Yi can barely use it with his current soul power.

But despite this, this sword still almost drained the power of his soul.

We must practice the [He Transformation Sutra] as soon as possible. Only in this way can we use this Great Void Soul Sword Technique with ease...

Su Yi secretly said.

While he was thinking about it, Su Yi suddenly noticed that the young man in purple robe not far away looked over.

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