The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The bright moonlight was as hazy as mist, the mountains were filled with the smell of blood, and traces of the battle could be seen everywhere.

But at this time, except for him, the other four Xiantian Wuzong had all suffered.

This made Situ Gong feel unspeakable sadness in his heart, and his expression was dull, as if he was mourning for his heir.

After a moment of silence, Situ Gong said: "To be honest with you, we each took out a fifth-grade elixir and learned about your whereabouts from Shifang Pavilion."

"you can go now."

Su Yi put away the Xuanwu sword and said casually.

Situ Gong said in disbelief: "Why doesn't Mr. Su kill me?"

Su Yi thought for a while and said: "You came here to rob me of creation, and you have no intention of harming my life. The crime will not lead to death, just punish me."

Situ Gong was dumbfounded and said with a complex expression: "I see... Many thanks to the young master for not killing me."

Say it.

He turned around and left, looking lonely.

"Remember, you owe me your life."

In the distance, Situ Gong heard Su Yi's voice.

He stopped on the spot, took a deep breath, and said, "I will never forget you!"

Soon, Situ Gong's figure disappeared into the vast night.

"Qingwan, go collect the loot."

Su Yi patted the soul-nurturing gourd beside his waist.

Amidst a burst of smoke, Qingwan came out of thin air and took the order.

Su Yi took out the wicker chair and lay on it, completely relaxing.

"I'm afraid that this battle will be watched by those little evil beasts again."

He looked into the depths of the sky, and he was sure that there must be the Swift Light Bird raised by Shifang Pavilion there.

The night is dark.

Yuntao Temple has long been reduced to ruins.

Wen Zhongyuan and others looked at the green-robed young man sitting in the wicker chair from a distance, and they all lost their minds.

The previous battle was like a fight between gods!

Four of the five innate martial sects died here, and the one who killed them was a young boy!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't be able to believe it all.

Not long after, Qingwan came over after packing up the trophies.

In addition to the spiritual weapons, the elixirs needed for healing and cultivation among the four innate martial sects, what caught Su Yi's attention the most were the forty fourth-level spiritual stones.

These spiritual stones show different colors and contain spiritual energy with different attributes, such as green wood spiritual energy, red fire spiritual energy, Gengjin spiritual energy, etc.

This is the rare and precious thing about the fourth-level spiritual stone.

The spiritual stones of the first to third levels all contain ordinary spiritual energy, but the purity of the spiritual energy is different.

Starting from the fourth-level spiritual stone, the spiritual energy contained has been imbued with mysterious attributes, which is of great benefit to tempering the innate energy.

In the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the value of fourth-level spiritual stones is as valuable as treasures. Even the figures of the Xiantian Wuzong are not willing to use them for cultivation.

Often only when the realm is broken through, will it be used as a realm-breaking object.

It can be said that the forty fourth-level spiritual stones obtained now can be regarded as a huge fortune for Su Yi.

Putting away these trophies, Su Yi stood up and decided to continue on his way.

When his eyes glanced at Wen Zhongyuan and others in the distance, he remembered something and took out a shining silver sword.

This is the relic of the tall, thin man in white robe, a spiritual weapon full of spirituality and extraordinary appearance.

This scene shocked Wen Zhongyuan and the others, and they all trembled, thinking that Su Yi was going to attack them.

Especially Wen Chongyuan, who immediately bowed and saluted, sweating profusely and said: "I was blind and offended the master before, please forgive me!"

Li Gui, a young man in blue shirt, and the others also panicked, shivering, and their bodies almost fell to the ground.

Su Yi ignored Wen Zhongyuan, and his eyes fell on Miss Xiao He, who also had a worried face, extremely nervous, like a frightened deer.

"This sword is given to you."

Su Yi smiled, raised his hand and threw it, and the silver sword fell in front of Miss Xiao He like a ray of silver light.

This inexperienced and innocent girl subconsciously grabbed the sword. Then, she was taken aback and stammered: "Give it...give it to me?"

"From now on, stick to your true nature and practice well."

With that said, Su Yi put his hands on his back, took Qingwan with him, walked in the moonlight, and drifted away.

Until she saw his figure disappear, Miss Xiaohe was stunned, her little face was filled with confusion. Why did that guy... give her a sword?

Also, what does it mean to uphold one's true nature?

"Fortunately, Mr. Su is generous and doesn't bother to argue with us. Otherwise, our rude actions tonight might lead to death."

Wen Zhongyuan let out a long breath.

It was also at this moment that this elder from Changning Academy realized that his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.

Li Gui and others also wiped their sweat, feeling as lucky as after a disaster.

"Uncle, what should I do with this sword?"

Miss Xiaohe couldn't help but said.

Suddenly, all eyes fell on the bright silver sword in her hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, the man in white robe just now must be the 'Broken Wind Sword Lord' Shi Chuang. Twenty years ago, he became famous all over the world with his 'Broken Wind Sword' and his superb swordsmanship. , winning praise and admiration from countless big figures."

Wen Chongyuan said with emotion, "Who could have imagined that a master of swordsmanship like him would die under the sword of Mr. Su? It's really...unbelievable..."

Everyone's emotions were turbulent again.

In fact, whether it was Lord Po Feng Sword Shi Chuang, Zhenren Lieyang, Mo Qingcang and others, each of them was a big shot that they could not reach.

It was precisely because of this that they were so shocked when they saw these big shots being suppressed one by one by Su Yi.

After a pause, Wen Zhongyuan said in a gentle voice: "This sword is of extraordinary appearance, filled with spirituality, and has a bone-piercing edge. Since it was given by Mr. Su, you can keep it."

The eyes of Li Gui and others quietly became intense, and when they looked at Miss Xiao He, they couldn't help but feel a hint of envy.

Even they didn't expect that Su Yi would give a sword to Xiao He before leaving.

Miss Xiaohe said in a daze: "Uncle, I...I can't use this kind of sword. How about you accept it?"

Wen Chongyuan was startled and quickly declined, "No, this is a gift from Mr. Su, how can I keep it as my own?"

As he said that, he glanced at Li Gui and others and said: "I advise you not to think about this sword. Otherwise, if Master Su finds out, not to mention me, but all of us in Changning Academy put together, It’s not enough to kill Mr. Su!”

The words carry a warning.

Li Gui and the others' expressions changed slightly, and they quickly promised not to do this.

"Xiao He, although you are not deeply involved in the world, you are kind-hearted by nature. Perhaps this is what Mr. Su appreciates about you."

When facing Miss Xiaohe, Wen Chongyuan's eyes became gentler and kinder, "This gift of the sword, for you, if you form a good relationship with Mr. Su, you have to take good care of it." Cherish it and don’t let down Mr. Su’s expectations.”

Miss Xiaohe nodded fiercely, "Yes!"

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"It is certain that except for a handful of people in the realm of Xiantian Wuzong in this world, I am afraid no one can be Su Yi's opponent."

In the same night, on the top of a cliff, the skinny old man in Shifang Pavilion had complicated eyes, and there was shock between his brows.

Just now, the Swift Light Bird had brought back scenes of the battle at Yuntaoguan.

It also allowed the skinny old man and others to see Su Yi's style of killing a group of innate martial sects with his sword.

"His sword energy is imprinted with a mysterious Taoist charm, and his cultivation can connect the power of heaven and earth. This is a power that only land gods can possess. But the strange thing is that his cultivation is clearly Second level of Grandmaster..."

The handsome young man in white robe was full of doubts, "How could there be such a monster in this world? Could it be that... he was really taken away from his body?"

The fat monk and the man in black robe next to him were silent for a while.

Although they were full of doubts, all this made them more and more certain that there was a big secret in Su Yi!

"Next, if we continue to sell Su Yi's traces as intelligence, wouldn't we just watch those guys die before our eyes?"

After a while, the skinny old man said with a strange expression.

The others looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

Indeed, under such circumstances, if an ordinary Xiantian Wuzong went to find Su Yi, it would be no different from coming to seek death!

"These have nothing to do with our Shifang Pavilion."

The fat monk said carelessly, "What's more, we have promised not to leak the details of the battle related to Su Yi. We can't break our promise, right?"

The old-fashioned man in black robe asked: "Who has paid the deposit for purchasing information so far?"

"Lu Dongliu, the elder of the Qianlong Sword Sect's Chuan Gong Pavilion, You Qingzhi, the fourth wife of the Su family in Yujing City, Hong Shenshang, the national preceptor, Zhou Zhikun, the second prince of the royal family, and Zhou Zhili, the sixth prince..."

The skinny old man spoke quickly and announced a series of names that could make warriors all over the world tremble with fear.

After a pause, he continued: "Among them, the biggest threat to Su Yi is undoubtedly Lu Dongliu and others from the Qianlong Sword Sect. They are true spiritual practitioners who master the secret method of cultivation. Their foundation and strength far exceed A worldly person."

"However, Lu Dongliu is extremely cautious and has no plans to take action yet, but it is certain that once he does, it will be a thunderous and fatal blow."

After hearing this, the young man in white robe said with a smile: "Su Yi is not that easy to kill. This time, the Qianlong Sword Sect is afraid that he will be in trouble."

The skinny old man muttered: "It's hard to say. Real practitioners like Lu Dongliu must have unpredictable trump cards in their hands. If they seize a suitable opportunity, they may be able to deal a fatal blow to Su Yi."

"What are you thinking about?"

The fat monk said impatiently, "In my opinion, we'd better give him the share of wealth that should be allocated to Su Yi quickly, so as not to be misunderstood by this guy."

The others looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh.

For them, the elders of Shifang Pavilion, threats from others are not worth caring about at all.

But they couldn't help but take the threat from Su Yi seriously!

For example, how could they dare not give Su Yi 90% of the profit?

"The boss has already said, do as Su Yi wants, we just follow the orders."

The man in black robe agreed.

Others naturally have no objections.

So, that night, a bird with a heavy weight in its mouth flew high in the sky and headed towards the place where Su Yi was.

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