The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Ge Qian was still in a coma, with He Changying holding his neck and holding him high in the air.

Like a lamb left to the slaughter.

Everyone knew that with He Changying's spiritual skills, he could easily kill Ge Qian with just the force of his palms.

The blurry figure looked at Su Yi nervously.

He knew his master's temperament very well and would never compromise or give in in the face of threats.

On the contrary, if the opponent dares to kill Ge Qian, Master will dare to destroy the opponent's entire family!

"Master, Ge Qian..."

The blurry figure couldn't help but speak. Naturally, he couldn't bear Ge Qian being killed.

"Don't worry, he won't die."

Su Yi spoke calmly.

"As long as fellow Daoist Su stops here, this boy will naturally not die."

Not far away, He Changying spoke in a deep voice.

Cui Heng stood beside him, his expression gloomy and ugly.

If He Changying hadn't taken action just now, he would have almost suffered a disaster!

"No, you must die."

Su Yi's eyes were dull.

"Are you planning to let this child live?"

He Changying's face darkened.

"You have no chance."

Su Yi said, looking at He Changying from afar.

In those pair of deep eyes, there was a flickering and obscure mysterious light, which was as deep as a vortex in the starry sky, and seemed to open the door to hell.

boom!

He Changying felt a sharp pain in his soul, and there was a trace of blankness.

In a trance, the great monk in the Spirit Transformation Realm felt as if his soul was being restrained by a big hand, falling uncontrollably into the abyss of endless darkness.

An indescribable feeling of despair, helplessness, and fear suddenly surged through his mind like a bursting flood.

not good! !

He Changying relied on a bit of instinct honed over many years of spiritual practice to bite the tip of his tongue, and his soul finally regained a glimmer of clarity.

Without hesitation, he used his palms to crush Ge Qian's neck.

But at this moment, his vision suddenly became higher, as if he was flying into the air, and then he saw a headless corpse on the ground.

Wearing a mysterious robe, he held a fly whisk in one hand and Ge Qian in the other.

And from the neck, a pool of scarlet blood spurted out.

"this……"

He Changying's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was beheaded... his head?

When he realized this, He Changying's eyes turned black and he completely lost consciousness.

Plop!

His head rolled to the ground, with shock and confusion written on his face.

Plop!

There was another muffled sound, and his headless body fell to the sky.

This weird and terrifying scene made Cui Heng so excited that he screamed, "How... how is it possible?"

Before, Su Yi only glanced at He Changying and slashed through the air with his sword, and He Changying's head flew up into the air!

From beginning to end, He Changying showed no reaction at all, let alone resisted.

This is undoubtedly too permeating.

"The secret method of divine soul, the forbidden soul!"

The vague figure murmured.

"Your memory is not bad."

Su Yi laughed.

"Disciple, of course I remember that after my master taught my junior sister this secret technique, my junior sister used this secret technique to train me. At that time, I was tortured by my junior sister and suffered terribly."

The blurry figure sighed.

Qingtang...

Su Yi's smile faded.

He abandoned his distracting thoughts and looked at Cui Heng.

"Don't come here!"

Cui Hengji shivered, recovered from the shock, turned around and ran away.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

When he loses his fighting spirit and chooses to retreat, the great monk in the Spiritual Transformation Realm is no longer a threat.

Su Yi shook his head secretly. He originally planned to use the power of swordsmanship to shatter this man's sword heart, but now it seemed that he didn't need to do anything at all, as the opponent's sword heart was already covered in fear.

Such a character is no longer worthy of the word sword cultivator.

Uh-huh!

Without delay, Su Yi jumped up and waved his sword.

Hundreds of feet away, Cui Heng's body was still running away. His head had been chopped off by a sword, and his forward body rolled to the ground with a bang more than ten feet away.

Cut off his sword, break his sword heart, and behead him!

At this point, the three spiritual transformation monks, including He Changying, Li Hanmu, and Cui Heng, were all executed on the spot!

Clang!

Su Yi put away the Xuanwu sword and glanced at the blurry figure.

The blurry figure was startled for a moment, and then, as if understanding, he began to move forward to collect the loot.

He was seriously injured, but instead of feeling any resistance in his heart, he was filled with unspeakable joy, as if he was back when he accompanied Su Yi on an outing.

Whenever a powerful enemy is killed, the disciples like them will rush to clean up the battle. Sometimes they find some rare things and everyone fights for each other, which makes them very happy.

Seeing the movements of the blurry figure, Su Yi couldn't help but feel a trance in his eyes.

In his previous life, among the nine descendants he accepted, Little Turtle ranked seventh, with the Taoist name Xuan Ning. He had been guarding the mountain gate and suppressing the sect's luck.

He is a pure-blood descendant of Xuanwu, with extraordinary talents and amazing bloodline power.

But when it comes to understanding, he is not as good as any other successor. He was once criticized by Su Yi as having a blunt temperament, unable to take the shortcut of growing up step by step, and can only be a late bloomer who strives for success step by step.

Even Su Yi didn't expect to see this disciple on this Cangqing Continent.

How did Xuan Ning arrive at Cangqing Continent?

How could he end up in such an embarrassing situation?

In the years after his reincarnation, how many surprising changes had occurred?

...Doubts came to Su Yi's mind one after another.

In the end, he suppressed these doubts.

Things tonight are not over yet!

"Master."

The blurry figure had packed up and returned carrying Ge Qian.

When facing Su Yi, this Xuanwu descendant who always liked to brag in front of Ge Qian was like an honest student meeting his teacher, with awe and admiration, but with restraint.

This is a mark left by the past and cannot be changed.

"Don't wake him yet."

Su Yi glanced at Ge Qian.

"yes."

Xuan Ning nodded without asking why.

"Are they sent by the demon clan Huan to deal with you?"

Su Yi asked.

"yes."

Xuan Ning nodded again.

"Come with me to find them now. After taking care of them, I will heal your wounds."

Su Yi said, turned around and walked away.

Xuan Ning was stunned, and warmth surged in her heart.

He didn't say much and followed silently.

In the previous life, if a member of the mortal sect was bullied, whether the master was in retreat or busy with other things, he would immediately come forward and fight for it.

So much so that in the wilderness of Kyushu, some great masters gave the master a nickname behind their backs——

Su Xuanjun, the crazy cub protector.

boom!

Ahead, Su Yi waved his sleeves and the sun-shielding formation covering the world collapsed.

It was late in the morning, the wind was biting, and the fallen leaves were flying.

The streets and alleys have become deserted and deserted.

Su Yi stepped forward.

Soon, a group of figures hurriedly came through the sky, and the leader was Weng Jiu.

When he saw Su Yi, he couldn't help but be startled.

"Did Fellow Daoist Su cause the commotion just now?"

Weng Jiu was confused and glanced at Xuan Ning who was following Su Yi while speaking.

"I thought that whenever a battle broke out in Jiuding City, the Great Xia royal family would be aware of it immediately. I never thought that those guys from the demon clan Huan Clan were already dead before you came."

Su Yi spoke calmly.

These words made Weng Jiu feel surprised and embarrassed.

"The demon clan Huan will attack fellow Taoist tonight?"

Weng Jiu said with a gloomy expression.

"Not to mention these, first tell me where the Demon Clan Huan's camp is in the city."

Su Yi said casually.

Weng Jiu's heart trembled and he took a breath, realizing that Su Yi was planning to go on a killing spree!

"Fellow Daoist Su..."

Weng Jiugang was about to say something, but when he saw Su Yi's deep and indifferent eyes, his body couldn't help but shiver slightly. He immediately did not dare to talk nonsense and directly told the place where the demon clan Huan clan was stationed.

Su Yi nodded and said: "Those corpses are still not far away. If you want to check, you can go now."

After that, he turned around and left.

Xuan Ning followed suit.

Watching them leave, Weng Jiu looked uncertain for a while, then sighed: "Tonight... I'm afraid something big is going to happen!"

…

Magnolia Square, beside Qingyang Canal.

In a mansion with row upon row of buildings.

The main hall is brightly lit.

"Young Master has ordered that after Ge Changling is captured, Zhenren Hong will take action and use the 'Chaotic Demon Soul Locking Technique' to subdue his soul and make him obediently used by us."

The woman in phoenix robe sat on the central seat and said softly.

She is dignified and beautiful. She is wearing a phoenix robe and has long hair tied up in a bun. She has her own power.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Zhao Min."

Sitting on one side of the seat, an old man with a goatee and silver hair spoke with a smile.

His eyes were looking at the slender and well-proportioned body of the woman in phoenix robe without trace, and there was a faint luster in his eyes.

He had heard very early on that Mrs. Zhao Min had mastered a variety of wonderful double cultivation methods, which were enough to make any man fascinated and unable to extricate himself.

However, because Mrs. Zhao Wen was Huan Shaoyou's forbidden wife, the old man with the goatee never had the chance to try it.

"This old pervert is getting more and more arrogant. When I find a chance in the future, I have to cut off his thing!"

The woman in phoenix robe snorted secretly.

"Mrs. Zhaowen, is Ge Qian really that important that it is worth letting He Changying and the three of them do it together?"

On the other side, a dignified-looking middle-aged man in purple robe asked in a deep voice.

"The skills practiced by Ge Qian are the same as those of Su Yi's servant Yuan Heng. This is something everyone knows. Not surprisingly, there must be some connection between Ge Qian and Su Yi."

The woman in phoenix robe said, "According to the young master's plan, after surrendering Ge Qian, it will be like placing a hidden stake next to Su Yi. After entering Xumi Immortal Island, he can use Ge Qian to set up a killing trap with the young master. The Lord cooperated internally and externally, and killed Su Yi in one fell swoop."

Only then did Master Hong and the middle-aged man in purple robe suddenly realize.

"If I were the young master, after suffering yesterday's shameful humiliation, I would definitely do everything possible to get revenge."

The middle-aged man in purple robe said, "Then Su Yi may have unparalleled fighting power, but if he offends the demon clan Huan, what is the same as seeking death? In Xumi Island, not even the Daxia royal family can save him!"

"It's strange, He Changying and the others have already gone away for a stick of incense, how come they haven't come back yet?"

Master Goat Hu Hong frowned.

"Don't worry, this is Jiuding City after all. It will be a bit troublesome to avoid attracting the attention of the Daxia royal family. However, with the strength of He Changying and the others, they will not miss."

The woman in phoenix robe looked confident.

"So best."

Master Hong laughed, and his eyes couldn't help but secretly roam around the graceful figure of the woman in phoenix robe.

At this moment, a calm voice sounded outside the hall——

"Where is Huan Shaoyou?"