First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 167: Eyes

Remember 【New】for a second,! The first floor of Fuxiang Inn.

Su Yi sat in a private room with Qiao Leng and Wen Lao who came to visit.

The aroma of tea pervades.

Qiao Leng has already revealed his identity, and the gifts he sent are also worth a lot of money, ten third-grade elixir and one hundred tier spirit stones.

Su Yi sat there leisurely, glanced at the stack of gift boxes on the table, and said:

"Take these gifts back, I didn't try to save you."

Qiao Leng hurriedly said, "These are just some thoughts of my Yu family. I hope you don't refuse. No matter what, I will be able to survive in the canyon this evening, thanks to your help."

Su Yi said indifferently: "Is there anything else?"

"This..."

Joe Leng hesitated.

Lao Wen, who had been sitting there without speaking, reached out and tapped the table lightly, looking indifferent:

"Young man, now that you have accepted the gift, you should be careful in the future. You are also acting according to your orders. Forget about this time. If there is another time, don't blame our Yu family for being rude."

The words are calm, but with a knocking intent.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, glanced at the skinny old guy, and said, "You can explain to me what it means to be measured and what it means to act according to orders."

Qiao Leng secretly let out a bad cry, and quickly said: "Young Master, don't misunderstand, Old Wen means..."

Su Yi interrupted with a flat expression: "Let him explain."

His strong attitude made Old Wen's eyes narrow slightly, and he couldn't help snorting coldly, "Young people today are really ignorant, so the old man will give you a few pointers. Although the sixth prince's status is noble, but here In Gunzhou City, it is impossible to do whatever you want, and you are still young, and your cultivation is not easy to come by, but don't think that you can be lawless by relying on the sixth prince!"

This is like the elders reprimanding the younger ones, and they are high above.

Su Yi was slightly startled after hearing this, "Do you think I'm from Zhou Zhili?"

"Stop pretending, you can't hide it from me with your details!"

Old Wen sneered with disdain in his eyes.

It was only now that Su Yi vaguely understood, looked at Qiao Leng, and said, "So, for my rescue of you recently, it is also regarded as... a hidden evil?"

Qiao sneered and sighed, "Young Master Su, although Old Wen's words are a bit unpleasant, he is telling the truth. After all, you shouldn't be able to deny that you are related to the sixth prince, right?"

Su Yi couldn't help laughing, it was interesting.

I made a mistake and saved some people, but was taken as an ulterior motive and had other intentions!

And the other party is using the name of gifts to beat and warn myself...

"In short, we are not here to embarrass you on purpose, but you'd better stop doing stupid things from now on."

Lao Wen picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a light expression, "Otherwise, the old man can guarantee that the sixth prince will not be able to protect your integrity."

With that, he put down the teacup and got up to leave.

Su Yi sighed softly and said, "If I knew this earlier, I should have watched you guys get killed by those evil beasts today, so maybe there will be no such trouble."

Old Wen's face sank and said, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Leng is also a little uncomfortable in his heart. He has persuaded him well, but this young man doesn't seem to appreciate it at all, and now he is still saying such angry words!

Su Yi sat there and said calmly, "My meaning is very simple, since I saved their lives, I can also take them back, so the matter will be solved?" /

Joe's face changed suddenly.

Old Wen grinned and said, "Young man, being angry can cost you your own life. I advise you to go back and ask the sixth prince if he dares to joke about my young lady's life."

Qiao Leng endured the discomfort in his heart and said, "Young master, good medicine is bitter, but honest words are hard to listen to. Qiao admires you very much. Don't be impulsive and do stupid things. Our Yu family has been able to stand in Gunzhou City to this day. The sixth prince doesn't dare to tear his face with us, you..."

"I saved your life, thank you?"

Su Yi interrupted.

"It's nature."

Joe didn't think twice.

"Give you a chance, disappear from my eyes now, I don't care about you."

Su Yi said indifferently.

Qiao Leng was stunned, and before he could speak, Old Man Wen said indifferently: "Qiao Leng, wait outside, the old man wants to see what the young man beside the Sixth Prince wants to do. ."

In the depths of his eyes, there was a cold murderous intent.

Qiao's heart trembled, realizing that Wen Lao was completely angry, and said: "Wen Lao, we are not here..."

Before finishing speaking, Wen Lao coldly said, "Go out."

Qiao Leng looked at Old Wen, then at Su Yi, sighed, turned and walked out of the private room.

Old man Wen sat back in the chair again, his eyes cold and gloomy, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, tell me if you just bow your head, or do you plan to play with me?"

Across the five fingers of his left hand, the little red snake held its head high, swallowing snake letters, and a pair of scarlet pupils stared at Su Yi coldly, with a bloodthirsty luster.

Su Yi smiled and said seriously: "How do you want to die? I can satisfy you all."

That tone, as if discussing things.

Old Wen's skinny cheeks darkened a little bit, and the coldness in his eyes gradually became more intense, as if there was a cold current tossing in it.

"If you want to die, you can't stop it. The old man's snake hasn't had a full meal today, so let's make it up with your flesh and blood."

In the indifferent and cold voice, Wen Lao's eyes suddenly burst into a strange blue luster, like a pair of madly spinning vortexes, as if they could engulf a person's soul.

Spirit Capture!

A strange and domineering secret technique, once the eyes of the caster are staring at it, it is the master of martial arts, and the soul will also suffer the impact of being captured and imprisoned. If it cannot struggle, it will lose its combat effectiveness and be slaughtered.

The most terrifying thing is that when this technique is cast, it is extremely sudden, making it hard to guard against, and it is extremely easy to be attacked.

Over the years, with this secret technique, Elder Wen has become almost invincible and has hunted down many martial arts masters!

"You can be proud of yourself by being able to die under the secret method of the old man's press box. Ordinary people don't enjoy this kind of treatment."

Old Wen opened his mouth leisurely, looking at the red snake in his left hand, his eyes filled with doting, "Go, this young man is also a role in gathering Qi, with delicious flesh and blood, so you can have a full meal."

The small red snake as small as chopsticks made a hissing sound, and the next moment it turned into a flash of fire, and swept towards the throat of Su Yi, who was sitting opposite.

Old Wen smiled slightly.

This little red snake is a different species, with a trace of the blood of a fire snake. Regardless of its small body, it is actually a natural assassin, capable of easily attacking and killing people in the Qi Gathering Realm!

But the next moment, the smile on Old Wen's face froze, his pupils suddenly dilated, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

The speed of the little red snake is so fast that it is comparable to lightning, but it is still in the middle of the journey, and its head is pinched by two slender white fingers. No matter how frantically struggling, it will not help.

"Cultivating this evil beast with blood-eating methods will only be counterproductive. When its body turns scales and its head grows horns, you will be the first one to kill. Only in this way can it break all restraints. Go and try the Tao of Jiaohua."

Su Yi looked at the little red snake and said casually, "In other words, if I don't kill you today, you will also be a meal for this wicked beast in the future."

Wen Lao's face was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyebrows were full of surprise, and said: "You... don't feel at all?"

He was churning inside, unable to calm down.

Su Yi raised his eyes, looked at him, and said, "In the study of the magic of the soul, your method is no different from a child playing in the mud. If you use it on me, it is self-humiliating and laughable. ."

Old Wen still doesn't believe in evil, he snorted coldly, and a secluded blue demonic luster burst out in his pupils again, capturing his soul.

"What you just said is good. If you want to die, you can't stop it."

In the indifferent voice, in the depths of Su Yi's deep eyes, there seemed to be a majestic sword intent surging, and it disappeared in a flash.

Bang!

The old figure staggered, fell from the chair and sat on the ground, with a painful groan from his lips, and hissed: "My eyes!!!"

I saw his eyeballs burst, blood was flowing, his face was pale and transparent, and his whole body was twitching with severe pain.

There is more fear in his heart than the pain!

His whole body of Taoism is on the "soul-capturing magic eye". Over the years, no matter what opponent he encounters, he has no disadvantage.

But now, his most powerful means have failed!

Even, a young man with talent and energy was destroyed by a single face-to-face!

How terrible is this?

Su Yi sat there and said indifferently, "I asked you just now how you want to die. Now I have a good idea."

Old Wen struggled to get up and hissed: "Just now, the old man was blind, please..."

Speaking of this, he only felt a slippery thing in his mouth, and without waiting for a reaction, the slippery thing swept into his throat and got into his body.

It's a snake!

Lord Wen felt as if he was struck by lightning, his whole body was stiff, and his whole body was like a madman, putting his fingers in his mouth and digging frantically.

But to no avail.

In just a moment, his seven orifices bleed, and his internal organs seemed to be gnawed, and there were bursts of severe pain like tearing.

"No! No—!"

He rushed towards Su Yi like a frantic ~IndoMTL.com~ as if he was trying his best to die with Su Yi.

The funny thing is, his pupils were already broken, he threw himself in the air, and his body slammed into one side of the wall.

Afterwards, the whole body slumped to the ground, hissing: "If you offend the Yu family, you will die——!"

Before he finished speaking, he was exhausted.

Su Yi has been sitting there, watching this scene indifferently, and then took a sip of tea, then frowned slightly, the tea was too light.

Bang!

The door of the private room was knocked open. After Qiao Leng, who had been waiting outside, heard the movement, he couldn't help rushing in.

Then I saw that Su Yi had been sitting there, motionless, leisurely and calm.

On the other side of the ground, Wen Lao's body was paralyzed there, his eyes were shattered, blood was gurgling, and the flesh and blood all over his body disappeared piece by piece, as if it was eaten away by something. A shriveled bone.

This bizarre and infiltrating scene made Qiao Leng's scalp numb, and his soul almost came out of shock.