First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 88: Anything will do?

"Uncle Master!"

In the distance, the purple-robed youth shouted, his heart hanging in his throat.

Others are no different.

Bang!

At the juncture of crisis, Qing Jin had no fear and desperately resisted, but was shocked by this blow, and Fei Yue's swords flew away.

Her figure fell directly several meters away, her pale lips were already coughing up blood, her bright eyes were dim, and her breath was weakened.

"Not dead?"

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

"Sixth Highness, hurry up and leave before I die. I know you still have a life-saving trump card on your body. When you need to use it, don't cherish anything."

Amid the violent coughing, Qing Jin struggled to stand up. She looked at the Feiyue Shuangdao that had fallen into the distance, her eyes filled with helplessness.

Then, she shook her head, took a deep breath, her pale and beautiful face was full of dull colors, and said, "He can die, so can I!"

The linen man's pupils were slightly condensed, and he was a little hesitant.

"Uncle Shi, let's die together!"

The purple-robed youth shouted, his eyes full of ruthlessness, "In the future, when the father knows what happened today, all of them will die!!"

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

"I escorted you all the way, why did I ask you to die? Get out now!"

Qing Jin reprimanded.

"Let's go? Everyone here can't leave alive today!"

In the distance, the middle-aged scribe said with a dignified expression, "Only if you all die, this matter will never be found on us!"

Suddenly, Yuan Luoxi, Cheng Wuyong and the others were also chilled.

At this moment, a helpless sigh sounded:

"I'll just say it's a big hassle."

Accompanied by the sound, Su Yi walked over from the side of the boat, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, calmly getting out of the dust.

Everyone looked at them subconsciously.

Yuan Luoxi, Cheng Wuyong, and Huang Qianjun's eyes all lit up, and they looked excited. Mr. Su is finally planning to make a move?

And when he saw that it was the young man who had been frightened by himself at the entrance of the stairs, the middle-aged scribe sneered, "Don't be afraid, little guy, I promise to chop your head with a knife 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 youth's cheeks turned ashen, "I still think I'm hurting you by letting you stay here!?"

His expression was a little bit hideous, and his anger was boundless.

"Isn't it?"

Su Yi asked back, "It's stupid to drink and have fun here, even knowing that he has a secret. Now, because of you, it's so selfish that everyone present is implicated?"

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

Before, he also reprimanded Su Yi for being stupid and selfish, but he never thought about it, but now he has been scolded by Su Yi!

"Look, they started fighting, is this a dog bites a dog? Hahaha."

In the distance, the woman who had assassinated the purple-robed youth laughed recklessly.

Su Yi glanced at her indifferently and said, "Later, you'd better be able to laugh."

There was an inexplicable chill in the woman's heart, and her laughter stopped abruptly. She was a little surprised. How could a blood-moving teenager have such a terrible look?

"Sixth Highness, only Mr. Su can save us this time. Let me tell you again, don't let the anger go to your head."

Yuan Luoxi took a deep breath and said seriously.

"You said he...he could save us?"

The purple-robed youth was a little stunned, feeling like he heard a big joke.

"Miss Yuan, what time is it, I hope you don't make such a joke!"

Zhang Ruo looked ugly.

Even a terrifying existence like Qing Jin is no match for that martial arts master, let alone a blood-moving teenager like Su Yi?

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

Even the man in linen holding the black short halberd shook his head slightly. In his eyes, Su Yi was like a clown jumping on a beam.

If it wasn't for the fear of Qing Jin's desperate efforts, he would have already shot and killed Su Yi.

At this time, Qing Jin couldn't help but get annoyed, gave Su Yi a cold look, and sarcastically said, "If you can really save everyone here, let me do anything! If not, just get out of here. !”

"Do anything?"

Su Yi thought about it and said, "This condition is barely acceptable. Otherwise, it will always make me unhappy to help some people deal with trouble for no reason."

Qing Jin is stunned, is this kid crazy?

In the distance, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in linen, taking advantage of the moment when Qing Jin was distracted, he boldly attacked.

How terrifying is the assault of a grandmaster?

See you—

Boom!

The black short halberd is wrapped in majestic and dazzling power, and when it is split, it crushes the air and explodes, making a sharp sonic boom.

"Get out of the way!"

As soon as Qing Jin's pretty face changed, she was about to push Su Yi away from him.

What made her stunned was how great her strength was, but when she pushed it on Su Yi, it was like pushing a mountain, not moving at all.

Chong!

At this moment, everyone heard a clear sword cry in their ears.

Following a flash of sword light, at that moment, a flash of lightning appeared in the dark night, tearing the night sky like ink.

There was a stinging pain in front of everyone's eyes, and tears almost flowed out.

And the man in linen only felt his soul throbbing, his eyes flashed in a trance, and in his consciousness, it seemed that chaos had begun, and a sword energy emerged from the chaos like an ancient cloud, so majestic and ancient, so vast and distant... …

Then, this sword qi slashed down!

A small and helpless feeling of despair flooded the whole body, which stimulated the man in linen to scream in horror:

"No—!"

The sound shook the night sky, rumbling and rolling.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and when they looked up, they saw a creepy scene——

The man in linen, who was originally rushing to attack, stopped halfway, the black halberd that he chopped off in his hand was stiff in the air, and his resolute dark face was full of panic and despair.

Then, with a thud, 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 like an instant evaporation.

"No—"

"No—"

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

When they saw this bizarre death scene, everyone's scalp was numb and their hair was horrified.

"This..."

The middle-aged scribes stood there in shock.

How could a martial arts master die so bizarrely?

"Dead? Just like that?!"

The youths in purple robes almost jumped their feet, their eyes were dazed, their heads were dazed, and they all suspected that they were dreaming.

He didn't notice that Zhang Duo, the guard beside him, was also rarely absent-minded. He was shocked by the death scene, and his hands and feet were shaking 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 Qianjun, who knew Su Yi well, couldn't help but be stunned, their emotions were up and down, and they were beyond shock.

A sword strikes the night sky like lightning strikes.

However, a martial arts master died suddenly and unscathed on the spot. Such a method of death is too strange and terrifying.

"You...you..."

Qing Jin was the closest and was hit the hardest, unable to speak.

And when the man in linen made his move, she planned to push away Su Yi, a young man who didn't know whether to live or die, but who ever thought about it, but it didn't work.

However, it was at this moment that she saw how Su Yi made his move.

With a flick of the wrist, a sword shot out from the green and jade-like bamboo stick like a shock, piercing through the night, almost to the point of inconceivable.

What made her completely stunned was that after this sword was slashed, she was still a meter away from the man in linen, and she never touched the other's jacket.

But the man in sackcloth died so bizarrely! !

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

The one faster than him is the Chenfeng Sword in his hand, which is like a streak of light, easily piercing the opponent's throat.

Pfft!

Blood splashes.

The woman's eyes widened, her face filled with confusion and astonishment.

She was also shocked just now, but when she regained her senses, the sword was already stabbed, making her like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and she was directly stabbed on the spot.

"Laughing at the wrong time can kill people."

Su Yi said softly.

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

At this time, the middle-aged scribes and the others had come to their senses, their expressions changed, and their hearts were filled with indescribable fear.

The man in linen was their biggest support, but he was killed by a sword just like that.

How could this surprise them?

"Quick, go!"

The middle-aged scribe yelled, turned his head and rushed towards the stairs.

The dozen or so men in black beside him were even more ruthless, rushing directly to the sides of the ship, trying to jump from the ninth-floor high platform directly into the Great Cang River below.

How could Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo and others make the other party do what they wanted, and they rushed out immediately and started killing.

"Kill, can't let these thieves escape!"

"Come on, everyone!"

"Fuck the **** up!"

On the ninth-floor high platform, not only Su Yi and the 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 ~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing this scene, he stopped immediately and drew his sword into the sheath.

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

Turn around and found a chair to sit down, Su Yi couldn't help but let out a long breath, feeling the exhaustion from his soul, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

The sword that killed the middle-aged Mai Yi just now was a divine soul secret technique "Great Void Soul Sword Art" that he had just cultivated.

The sword is like a great imaginary god, towering high up in the sky, directly slashing into the soul, and it can kill people invisibly!

This is a secret method of soul cultivation, and it is not very advanced. It is precisely because of this that Su Yi can barely use his current soul power to display it.

Nevertheless, this sword almost drained the power of his soul.

"You must hurry up and practice [He Hua Zi Zi Su], only in this way can you use this great Void Soul Sword Art with ease..."

Su Yi secretly said.

While thinking about it, Su Yi suddenly noticed that the young man in the purple robe was looking at him not far away.

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I didn't have time to check this chapter, everyone read it first, and the goldfish will slowly fix the typos~