First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 34: nearly close to the first

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

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the fence on the side of the courtyard.

Vaguely visible, he is wearing a black Taoist robe, his figure is as thin as bamboo, and he is carrying a human corpse in each hand.

The Taoist threw it casually, and the two bodies he was carrying fell to the ground in the courtyard, followed by jumping, and came to the courtyard.

"Hey, Qingwan, is there someone living in this courtyard?"

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

"Wu Ruoqiu, you are finally here."

The answer was Su Yi's indifferent voice.

He has gotten up from the bamboo chair, holding a peach wood sword in his right hand, standing in the dark, quietly looking at each other.

This Wu Rouqiu was about forty years old, with fair complexion, fluttering willow whiskers, a sword on his back, and a yellow-skinned gourd hanging around his waist.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Wu Rouqiu was taken aback and showed a look of vigilance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a high-pitched whistling sound came out of his mouth.

After waiting for a long time, nothing happened as he expected.

Wu Rouqiu's heart sank and she was a little anxious, what happened?

"I killed all those ghosts and corpses. It's useless for you to break your throat."

Su Yi strolled in the courtyard and walked towards Wu Rouqiu.

"Who are you?"

Wu Rou Qiu said sternly, a pair of eyes twinkled brightly, her whole body was ready to go.

"Take it easy, I have something to ask you before I do it."

When Su Yi spoke, he had come to Wu Rouqiu's ten feet and stopped.

Only then did Wu Rouqiu see clearly. On the opposite side was a teenager in his teens, with a blue cloth robe, a wooden sword in his hand, a tall figure, and the aura on his body was only at the blood-moving level.

Wu Rouqiu immediately relaxed, laughing at herself, I really became more timid the more I lived, and was almost scared by a young child who moved to the blood realm.

He put his hands on his back and said coldly: "Young man, you are not qualified to talk to Wu, go and call your master, but I want to ask how he teaches his disciples, it is all polite. No!"

The corpse worm in the well lost contact, and even Qingwan avoided showing up, which made Wu Rouqiu suspect that there was another master behind Su Yi.

Su Yi grinned and shook his head, "If there is someone in this world who can be my Master Su, I might be overjoyed, but unfortunately... I have not met one yet."

Wu Rouqiu was stunned and said with a sneer, "The hair hasn't grown yet, so the tone is not small! If you don't invite your master again, don't blame someone Wu for being rude to you!"

His eyes flashed brightly, and his aura suddenly changed. When the Qi machine on his body was running, there was a faint sound of roaring and drumming.

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

Once a martial artist uses his energy, his blood will gather and burn.

With the guidance of the Qi machine, during the battle, every movement can be accurately measured as if it was measured with a ruler.

Wu Rouqiu was at the Qi Gathering Realm and Orifice level, with copper skin and stone muscles, iron bones and jade tendons, and ordinary swords and spears could hardly hurt him.

A faint sneer appeared on Su Yi's lips, and he said, "Then Su must be knowledgeable. You are a small character with a level of qi gathering, how to be polite."

"Someone Wu has been in the world for many years, and I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen someone as crazy as you!"

Wu Rou Qiu laughed angrily.

Are the Qi Gathering and Orifice Openings a small role?

Listen, is this what people say?

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

Boom!

A Qi Gathering Realm suddenly shot, that kind of power is swift and thunderous, domineering and fierce, just that kind of imposing manner can scare the courage of blood-moving realm characters!

Wu Rouqiu's plan is very simple, first capture Su Yi, and then force out the masters behind him. In this way, you can be invincible.

As soon as I see it, I will catch Su Yi.

Right now—

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

Boom!

Wu Rouqiu's mind felt like being struck by lightning, his soul was throbbing, his eyes were black, and in a trance, he seemed to fall into an endless purgatory.

At that moment, there were terrifying sword intents in all directions, in the sky and the ground, and in the ears and hearts, the roar of swords roared like the roar of the gods.

A sense of insignificance, helplessness, and despair surged up, which stimulated Wu Rouqiu's mood to suffer a severe blow and almost collapsed.

This feeling is only for a moment.

With this impact, Wu Rouqiu's forward figure stagnated, just five steps away from Su Yi.

Five steps are the standard distance for a warrior to fight to the death.

The so-called blood splashes five steps, the emperor is unstoppable, and the enemy is so close!

This is the case.

At the place of five steps, Su Yi moved.

Simply stabbed with a single sword.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

It's like an instinctive reaction formed after countless times of drawing a sword. It's precise, fast, and ruthless.

Pfft!

The blunt and thick wooden sword pierced Wu Rooqiu's chest, smashing the flesh and blood of Wu Rouqiu's chest.

Hot blood spurts out from behind along with the tip of the sword!

Because the power of this sword was too strong, Wu Rouqiu's body suddenly bowed forward, like a boiled and curled prawn.

His eyes widened, his face full of confusion, as if he couldn't believe it, and his voice was hoarse, "You...are you really moving blood?"

"If it is a fake replacement."

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

Wu Rouqiu's body shook violently, and a waterfall of blood shot out from the blood hole in his chest like a spring.

Pfft!

Wu Rouqiu fell to the ground, panting in pain.

The injury was so severe that it made him feel that his life was passing quickly.

"You...don't you have something to ask...why...why do you strike so hard? If I die, you won't know anything."

Wu Rouqiu 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 screeched bitterly: "You broke the important affairs of my teacher, just wait for revenge!"

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

The wide eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Probably didn't expect that, with one move, he lost his life in the hands of a blood-moving figure.

"I can't bear even a wisp of branding breath, the spirit of this Great Zhou Dynasty warrior is really weak..."

Su Yi shook his head secretly.

Before, he used the breath of the "Nine Prisons Sword" in his mind.

Even if this ray of breath is extremely vague and light, it is not Wu Rooqiu who can fight against people in the gathering Qi realm, causing Wu Rooqiu's soul to suffer.

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

"If I knew this earlier, I would fight him head-on. Although it would be a little troublesome, with my current cultivation base and my kendo skills, it is enough to kill him."

Before, Su Yi thought that Wu Rouqiu was an evil cultivator and possessed a lot of vicious methods, so he had no intention of fighting the opponent, and directly spent his cultivation and used a little bit of his trump card.

Who would have thought that the other party was so stupid that he only fought against him based on his cultivation, and he didn't use any vicious secret techniques and power at all.

"It seems that I still take the evil cultivation in this world too seriously."

Su Yi laughed at himself.

Now that I think about it, Wu Rouqiu is not stupid, but he is a character in the Qi Gathering Realm, and he has despised himself from the very beginning before he has the cultivation base of the Blood Movement Realm.

It can be seen from this that weak cultivation also has advantages, which can make opponents despise and careless.

"Do you know Wu Ruoqiu's apprenticeship?"

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

"Report to Immortal Master, I... I don't know about this."

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

She folded her hands at the corners of her clothes, lowered her head, and her pretty face, which was slightly baby fat, was full of weakness, helplessness, and pity.

The scene where Wu Rouqiu was killed by a sword just now was seen in her eyes. If she hadn't tightly covered her mouth in advance, she would have almost screamed in horror at the **** scene.

Su Yi didn't ask any more questions, squatted down and began to search Wu Rouqiu's belongings.

A long sword with a sheath, a yellow gourd, three silver notes with a denomination of one thousand taels, a pocket of broken silver of about twenty taels, and a yellowed scroll with only a few pages left.

Other than this, there are no other items of note.

First put away the banknotes and money, and Su Yi picked up the yellowed scroll.

The scroll is broken, and only a few pages are left with some vicious secret techniques used to sacrifice and raise ghosts and corpses, the content and evil spirits.

After a quick look, Su Yi couldn't help but feel disappointed for a while. Even if it was left in the hands of crooked people, this secret technique on the scroll was vulgar and laughable.

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

"Yin Shamen, Weng Yunqi gifted my disciple Wu Ruoqiu."

Su Yi suddenly understood.

The teacher behind Wu Rouqiu is the "Yin Shamen", and its teacher is named Weng Yunqi.

"When he was about to die, he said that I had ruined his teacher's important affairs, so it seems that Wu Rouqiu's matter of raising ghosts and corpses should be instructed by Yinshamen."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

He has a hunch that the place where the ghosts and corpses are kept is definitely not the only place.

In other words ~IndoMTL.com~ There should be similar "insect breeding grounds" in other parts of Guangling City.

While thinking about it, Su Yi had already tore the scroll in his hand to shreds. If this kind of evil secret technique was obtained by others, it would be a disaster.

Next, he picked up the sheathed sword.

The scabbard is forged with black iron, and when the sword is drawn, a bloody, rancid smell blows through the nose.

Su Yi frowned, showing disgust.

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

"It's actually using the blood of a woman who hasn't left the cabinet to raise the sword. What kind of evil cultivator is this, it's so useless!"

Su Yi shook his head for a while, feeling sick for a while.

Click!

Su Yi's palms exerted force, the pine wood sword shattered into sawdust, and then was completely burned by Su Yi's fire.

"Well, this gourd is a bit interesting."

When Su Yi took the only yellow gourd left, he finally got some interest.

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PS: Hmm... Today the monthly pass is over 600 and continue to add updates. Goldfish really didn't save the manuscript. When I put forward the conditions for adding more updates, I panicked a lot~