First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1059: The enraged artist

The artist was indeed stunned.

Who is he?

Patriarch Huaxinzhai, a giant in the depths of the starry sky that makes the heavens tremble.

Its status is enough to be called the headmaster of Jiutian Pavilion and the head of the Galaxy God Sect!

But now, a young boy interrupted his speech forcefully, scolding him that what he said was nothing but... bullshit!

The artist has not experienced this feeling for a long time.

For a while, I couldn't believe it.

"Have you met me?"

After a while, the artist asked.

He beat snow in white, and stood there with his hands behind his back, even if it was just a wisp of willpower, but that arrogant majesty still made the heavens and the earth tremble, and the mountains and rivers were dejected, as if the supreme ruler was coming to the world!

Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said casually, "I did meet you when I killed a character named Feng Ji last time."

Will brand, and cannot know each other.

Even the artist's deity cannot sense the changes in the "will mark" he left behind.

In the final analysis, the will brand is not a clone of the Dao, but just a spirit that belongs to a cultivator.

"You killed Feng Ji..."

A look of surprise appeared on the painter's brows, and he looked at Su Yi again.

Suddenly, his pupils condensed.

A nineteen-year-old Xuanzhao realm emperor?

And, can you kill Feng Ji, Fei Yunna and other mysterious characters? !

"Really interesting!"

The artist shows interest.

Su Yi couldn't help laughing and said: "The last time you killed the willpower you left in Feng Ji's soul, you said that too."

The artist was surprised: "Really? If you say that, you must have an extremely powerful power, enough to resist and defuse my willpower attack, right?"

He was really surprised. The young man in front of him was full of weirdness and strangeness, which made him curious too.

Su Yi said calmly: "Yes, because of this, I think you'd better not act rashly, lest even this brand of will be destroyed."

The painter took a deep look at Su Yi and said, "Don't worry, it's rare for me to meet an interesting little guy like you, and I won't kill you early."

Su Yi shook his head, "Wrong, I didn't want to wipe out your willpower immediately, so I gave you a chance to talk to me."

The painter frowned, then smiled and said, "Only children are obsessed with arguing over words. Well, since you say that, I will listen to you."

In those casual words, there is a gesture of overlooking, a look that is too lazy to care about the juniors.

However, this kind of behavior made Su Yi amused for a while, and said: "It's just a force of will, and it's not your deity. Is it necessary to act like this?"

The smile on the artist's face fades.

From the beginning of the conversation, the young man in front of him showed a very strong attitude, as if he didn't take him seriously, which made him slightly sullen.

"Since it's my seat, do you know who I am?"

The artist said slowly.

While drinking, Su Yi said to himself, "Want to use your prestige to oppress me? Unfortunately, you found the wrong person this time."

He looked at the painter and said, "Perhaps you have great prestige and power in the depths of the starry sky, but in my eyes, you are just a character who bullies the soft and fears the hard."

The artist couldn't help laughing, "Bull the soft and fear the hard? Little guy, are you sure you know who I am?"

There is disdain in his voice.

Su Yi said without hesitation, "Aren't you a defeated general under the watcher?"

The smile on the painter's face solidified, and his aura became terrifying, and the world, mountains and rivers trembled violently.

And his eyes, like dazzling swords, stared at Su Yi, "Who told you?!"

The voice is full of great majesty and force.

At this moment, Su Yi felt unprecedented pressure, almost suffocating.

There is no doubt that the artist's conduct is too terrifying, even if it is just a ray of willpower, it is unbelievably powerful!

But as Su Yi communicated the power of his soul to the Nine Prisons Sword, the power that was oppressing him was immediately washed away!

The painter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally realized that what the young man in front of him said was true, he indeed had a power that could resist him!

Aware of this, the painter suddenly showed a warm smile, and slightly cupped his hands: "Before, I was clumsy, and I dare to ask Xiaoyouzun's name, who is the teacher?"

Attitudes change as fast as turning a book.

But this made Su Yi shudder.

Existence such as painters, can be respected in the world with the leader of the Galaxy God Sect and the Jiutian Pavilion, and is naturally powerful.

But he can afford it, put it down, and put it down freely!

This kind of person is undoubtedly the most difficult and dangerous!

If you think about it, it's also true. At the beginning, although the Human World Viewer was so frightened that he could only hide, he was not able to cut off his head in the end. It is conceivable that this person is not simple.

Su Yi thought: "If you answer some questions, I don't mind telling you."

"Yes."

The artist nodded with a smile.

Su Yi said: "What exactly are you planning to send your disciples to the Xuanhuang Star Realm?"

"These things are not secret, so it's okay to tell you."

The painter stretched out **** and said, "Two things, one is to explore the secret of reincarnation, and the other is to explore the power of the source of chaos in the Xuanhuang star realm, which is the so-called Xuanhuang Mother Qi."

Su Yi's heart trembled slightly, and only then did he realize that, in addition to collecting Xuanhuang Mother Qi, Huaxinzhai was also exploring the secrets of reincarnation just like Jiutian Pavilion and Xinghe Divine Sect!

The painter asked with a smile, "Could it be that the little friend has already refined some Xuanhuang mother energy? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight against my painting Xinzhai's 'law of nirvana'."

Undoubtedly, he suspects that Su Yi's ability to kill Feng Ji and Feiyun has something to do with refining Xuanhuang Mother Qi!

"I'm asking you a question."

Su Yi reminded.

Being treated like this made the artist unable to suppress the murderous intention in his heart, and even felt an unprecedented suffocation.

Let's put it aside in the past, let alone a Xuanzhaojing character, he is a realm king-level character in the depths of the starry sky. If you dare to be a little disrespectful to him, you will be slapped to death by him!

In the end, the artist held back.

He still smiled and said, "Just ask, little friend."

"Among the powerful Huaxinzhai experts who came to the Xuanhuang Star Realm, there was a woman with a very special identity, who was called 'Miss' by Feng Ji and the others..."

As soon as Su Yi said this, the painter's face changed quietly, and he couldn't help interrupting, "What happened to her?"

Su Yi suddenly realized that the artist was obviously a little nervous!

"Who is she?" Su Yi asked.

The artist was silent, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared little by little.

After a while, he raised his head, stared at Su Yi, his tone was calm with great majesty, and said, "You don't need to know her identity, but I can tell you clearly that if something happens to her, I will Let the world be buried with him!"

Boom!

The sky trembled and the mountains and rivers shook violently.

At this moment, the artist's power is so terrifying that it is unimaginable.

Any character in the mysterious secluded realm is here, I am afraid that they will not have time to struggle, and they will be completely suppressed by that kind of power!

However, Su Yi was not affected.

His soul and the breath of the Nine Prisons Sword fit together, completely offsetting the coercion released from the painter.

"Is she your daughter?"

Su Yi said with great interest.

The painter is silent, his expression is uncertain, he can't wait to take action immediately and destroy this kid!

Even an idiot can see that he doesn't want to talk about this at all, but this kid just doesn't open the pot!

"Is it your Taoist companion?"

Su Yi asked again.

The blue veins jumped on the painter's forehead, and he said expressionlessly: "Enough! Do you really dare not kill people?"

He was obviously angry, and no longer concealed it, the world suddenly fell into an atmosphere of great terror.

Su Yi smiled nonchalantly, "Don't be angry, I'm just curious, even if you don't answer, I'll check with her later when I see her."

Artist: "???"

This kid is really hitting on her! ?

At this moment, the murderous intention in the artist's heart could no longer be suppressed, and it broke out completely.

"Little thing, you really damn!!"

The words were like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

And the painter's right hand sticks out, like a stroke of a brush, and slashes in the void.

Boom!

A sky-splashing haze surged out, turned into a dazzling spear, and stabbed Su Yi through the air.

Just that kind of power pierced through the sky, causing the void where Su Yi was in pieces to collapse and collapse.

Seeing that Su Yi's figure was about to suffer, an obscure sword chant suddenly sounded.

The Qingying Sword roared and swept across the sky.

Clang! ! !

The war spear was blocked by the sword's edge, and the two collided and burst into a power wave that destroyed the sky and the earth.

As for Su Yi's figure, he was stunned and flew out by this blow, his whole body was churning with blood, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.

"Sure enough, it is not easy to clean up the willpower of this old thing if you are not in your own sea of ​​consciousness."

Su Yi sighed.

When Feng Ji was killed last time, the will power of the painter imprinted in Feng Ji's soul directly rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness, and was counter-killed by the Nine Hells Sword, so it was easily destroyed.

It's completely different from now.

Because the painter at this moment, although still a wisp of will, is manipulating secret techniques and using his own way, that kind of power depends only on Su Yi's own way, and is not an opponent at all.

This is also the reason why Su Yi would delay time before~IndoMTL.com~ and even anger the artist.

I don't really want to chat with such terrifying opponents, but take this opportunity to detect the artist's reality and consume his willpower.

When he started at this time, Su Yi immediately realized that the willpower of the painter is far inferior to the power of the avatar of the fisherman, the leader of the Galaxy God Sect!

It should be noted that when Su Yi used the power of the Nine Prisons Sword to face the fisherman's Dao avatar by the side of the Reincarnation Pond, he was completely suppressed.

In the end, it was the willpower of the spectator who was left in the sword of the human world that was awakened, and it was only the one who killed the fisherman's avenue clone in one fell swoop!

And now, the painter is just a ray of willpower, and naturally it is far from being comparable to the fisherman's avatar.

At least after blocking this blow, Su Yi was not injured!

When he realized this, Su Yi no longer had any worries. In the depths of those deep eyes, there was even a faint wariness surging.

Competing with an opponent at the level of a painter, even if the opponent is just a ray of willpower, has already made Su Yi eager to try and full of expectations.