First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 2267: Su Yi’s fine wine
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The voice of the young man in the Confucian robe was still echoing, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth was suddenly suppressed to the lowest point.
Feng Wuji suffocated for breath, his hair standing on end.
The young man in the Confucian robe just sat there casually, but his voice had an invisible coercion that reached people’s hearts!
When facing this person, Feng Wuji didn’t even have the slightest thought of confrontation!
This feeling is undoubtedly too terrifying.
Feng Wuji can completely believe that if this Confucian robed young man wants to kill him, he probably won’t even have the power to resist! !
But Su Yi didn’t seem to notice it, and shook his head slightly and said: “It seems that you don’t really plan to entertain me as a distinguished guest.”
The young man in the Confucian robe laughed, and suddenly threw the teacup in his hand to the ground not far away.
Then, he said slowly: “It depends on whether you have the qualifications. If you are not qualified, lie down on the ground, pick up that teacup for me like a dog, and come here and beg me to give you death.”
After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: “Don’t talk nonsense, come on, let me see and see, how dare you bark like a dog!”
The words are full of contempt and insult, full of jokes.
Let’s not talk about Su Yi, Feng Wuji couldn’t take it anymore, his cheeks flushed red, and said: “This guy is really bullying!!”
The young man in the Confucian robe ignored Feng Wuji and only looked at Su Yi.
Su Yi didn’t speak.
He was too lazy to say another word.
Flipping the palm, a decayed scabbard emerged.
With a swipe of the scabbard in the air.
In the void, a long black mark emerged, like a straight black line cut between the sky and the earth,
If the sky and the earth are compared to a piece of white paper, this black line is so straight that it divides the white paper into two halves.
Didn’t make any ripples.
Nothing happened either.
But when he saw this strange and mysterious black line suddenly appear, the smile on the face of the Confucian robed man who had been sitting upright suddenly froze.
Immediately, he stood up abruptly, fluttering his sleeves.
Boom!
Countless crystal-clear purple laws of order surged out, and the world on the ninth floor trembled suddenly.
Feng Wuji’s eyes were piercing, his soul was dying, and there was only one thought in his mind
It’s over! !
The Confucian robe youth is at least a Nine Refining Peak Divine Master, and even more terrifying.
How to fight this?
But Feng Wuji was stunned the next moment, seeing an incredible scene
Seeing the countless bright and crystal-clear purple powers of order, when they approached the black sword mark that Su Yi slashed, they disappeared without a sound.
Like flowing water disappearing under the abyss, without a single wave.
Su Yi put away the rotten scabbard.
Immediately, that strange and mysterious black sword mark disappeared.
The young man in Confucian robe stood up awkwardly, his expression changed drastically, and he said, “This is… a secret treasure of time and space!? No, it’s impossible. The secret treasure of time and space cannot swallow the power of this seat so easily!”
Before, he was unrestrained and calm, talking and laughing happily, and he didn’t take Su Yi and Feng Wuji seriously.
In the words, there is even a sense of contempt and insult.
But now, not only can he not sit still, his smile is gone, his handsome youthful face is full of shock!
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Especially that pair of eyes, staring at the rotten scabbard in Su Yi’s hand, the light in the eyes fluctuates.
Su Yi ignored the Confucian robed youth, turned to Feng Wuji and said, “Stay where you are and watch the play.”
As he spoke, he took steps towards the bronze divine pillar and the altar where the Confucian robed young man was.
“Tell me, what would happen if I struck the altar with a sword?”
Su Yi asked casually. The young man in the Confucian robe took a deep breath, squeezed out a slightly stiff smile, and said: “I think, Your Excellency, it’s best not to do this, after all, it really tore your face completely, not to mention the outcome, the old tea tree and the Rahu demon Ancestors are destined
Die. “
It seems to be a discussion, but it is actually a threat!
“You are wrong. If you really tear your face apart, I won’t care about their lives.”
Su Yi shook his head slightly.
As he spoke, he continued to walk, unhurriedly, as if strolling in a courtyard.
But as he approached, the face of the Confucian-robed youth kept changing. On that slender figure, there was a boiling purple law power, which made the world shake violently, and the void wailed.
Feng Wuji’s heart was hanging in his throat, and Su Yi was sweating.
He couldn’t imagine why Su Yi, who had just stepped into the Extreme Realm today, dared to be so confident.
You know, when Su Yi exhausted all his trump cards when he broke through to the seventh and eighth floors, he didn’t dare to easily provoke those gods who are comparable to the seventh and eighth refining gods!
But now, he doesn’t seem to care at all when facing a terrifying existence who is at least a God Lord at the peak of Nine Refinements! !
Boom!
Suddenly, a Dao sword condensed by the law of purple order suddenly appeared above Su Yi’s head, and slashed down angrily.
Incredibly fast.
The void near Su Yi was completely sealed by the power of this blow!
The young man in the Confucian robe was convinced that even if he were a God Lord at the peak of Nine Refinements like Luohu Demon Ancestor, it would be difficult to dodge this blow!
But what happened next changed the expression of the Confucian robe youth again!
In Su Yi’s hand, the decayed scabbard suddenly rose.
That weird scene happened again and again, the dao sword condensed by the purple rough order, like food delivered to the door, was swallowed silently by a strange black sword mark!
The power that imprisoned the surrounding void also dissipated.
However, Su Yi was not affected at all, and walked forward on his own.
His expression remains the same as before.
But the young man in Confucianism robe clearly realized that something was wrong at this moment, and finally panicked!
“Your Excellency, wait a moment. I admit that I was blind and underestimated Your Excellency. From now on, Your Excellency is a distinguished guest of our family!!”
The young man in the Confucian robe smiled and saluted.
He can’t help but not panic.
That Taoist altar is a forbidden place in time and space, like an anchor point! It is related to whether the ethnic group behind the Confucian robe youth can come to the present world when the dark mythical era comes.
And the decayed scabbard in Su Yi’s hand can cut through time and space and swallow everything.
Once such a sword is slashed on that altar, it is tantamount to completely destroying this forbidden place of time and space, and also destroying the only way for the ethnic group behind the Confucian robed youth to come to this world in the future!
And such a result is simply unacceptable and unbearable for young people in Confucian robes! !
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Seeing all this, although Feng Wuji didn’t understand why, he couldn’t help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.
He could see that the young man in Confucianism gowned and compromised!
This is undoubtedly a good sign.
It means that there will be opportunities for negotiation and room for mediation.
But to Feng Wuji’s surprise, and also to the Confucian robed youth’s surprise, Su Yi still didn’t speak.
He also seemed to turn a deaf ear to the statement of the Confucian robe young man, and moved forward on his own.
“What do you want to do, you can bring it up, everything is easy to discuss.”
The young man in Confucian robes still held his hands in salute, “As long as you calm down, it’s all right for you to take away the old tea tree and the demon ancestor Luohu this time.”
It can be seen that in the face of Su Yi, who said nothing and whose attitude was so tough that he couldn’t figure it out, the Confucian robed youth once again took a step back!
Feng Wuji couldn’t help clicking his tongue, his heart was full of shock.
He paced forward without saying a word, but forced the Confucian robed youth to compromise again and again! !
If this spreads, who would dare to believe it?
Finally
Su Yi spoke and said, “Want to turn hostility into friendship?”
“Exactly!”
The Confucian robed youth agreed with a smile.
“Yes.”
Su Yi said, “Stand there and don’t move, yes, just maintain this position, and I’ll help you pick up the teacup.”
As he spoke, Su Yi picked up the teacup on the ground under the astonished gaze of the other party.
Then, Su Yi looked at the teacup, took out the flagon, filled it with a glass of wine, and said, “Remember, don’t move, just move, I promise, this place today will be completely destroyed. “
The eyes of the young man in Confucian robes changed, and he said, “What are you doing?”
“If you don’t drink the toast, then I will treat you to a glass of fine wine.”
Saying that, Su Yi has already stepped forward, raised the teacup high, and with a twist of his wrist, a wisp of wine poured out of the teacup and poured it on the head of the Confucian robed young man.
At this moment, Feng Wuji felt as if his heart was being held tightly by someone, he was unprecedentedly tense, and his scalp was numb.
He never expected that Su Yi would dare to insult an existence whose strength is so terrifying that it cannot be predicted!
At this moment, the face of the young man in Confucian robes suddenly turned ashen, and there was a boiling murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.
At this moment, the distance between him and Su Yi is close at hand, and he can kill each other just by raising his hand!
But when he saw the rotten scabbard in Su Yi’s left hand, he sighed inwardly and held back.
That Taoist altar is his deadliest weakness, he cannot ignore it, let alone tolerate any accidents.
Therefore, I can only endure! !
The ice-cold wine with a strong aroma of wine streaked across the hair, winding down from the forehead of the Confucian robe youth, and when it flowed over the cheeks, some of it soaked into the lips, and the rest slipped down the chin, drop by drop The drop fell to the ground ~IndoMTL.com~ From the beginning to the end, the young man in the Confucian robe maintained the gesture of bowing and saluting, without moving a muscle.
Su Yi put away the empty wine glass and said, “How does it taste like a fine wine?”
The young man in the Confucian robe licked his lips and said, “It tastes good, but I’m in a bad mood. It can definitely be called the worst glass of wine I’ve ever had in my life.”
“That’s right.”
Su Yi raised his hand and threw the teacup out, and said calmly, “Humiliation is always humiliating. You like to insult people with words, but I like to fight back with actions.”
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The blue veins on the forehead of the young man in Confucian robes were prominent, and he was obviously suppressing the humiliation and anger in his heart.
He lowered his head and said, “Then, are you calm now?”
Su Yi said: “No.”
Crack!
Su Yi used the rotten scabbard to slap the Confucian-robed young man on the cheek.
A **** scar appeared on the latter’s cheek, blood and flesh spattered, and the white bones loomed!
One can imagine how powerful this blow was.
The Confucian robed youth could have dodged this blow, but he didn’t dodge, and even kept the gesture of saluting!
Seeing this scene, Feng Wuji was stunned, completely dumbfounded.
He couldn’t imagine how such a terrifying existence like a young man in Confucian robes could be so tolerant and dare not fight back after being insulted like this!
Even, he had to cooperate with being slapped by Su Yi with the scabbard! !
At this time, Su Yi seemed to have finally calmed down, and said: “Now, we can talk.”
ps: Well… try to come to the fifth watch tomorrow!