First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 232: The madness is the first time
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Su Yi said with a smile: “I’m not a **** operator, how can I know this?”
After a pause, he said: “However, looking at this movement, the sealed power, whether it is a treasure or a living creature, is destined to be extraordinary.”
Ning Sisong and Shen Jiusong’s eyes lined up.
If it is a heavy treasure, it is naturally a great creation.
But if it is a living creature, it is probably an unpredictable disaster!
Boom!
The sky trembled and the roar continued for a long time.
Suddenly, there was a sharp and piercing neigh in the distance, and a red cloud that covered the sky and the sun was quickly rushing towards this side.
Looking carefully, it is astonishingly hundreds of blood-colored ferocious birds, with wings that are almost 10 feet long, like red copper juice poured, glowing with flaming luster, and their claws like golden sharp blades.
And its head is like a ferocious ghost, with blue face and fangs, scarlet pupils, and its screams are harsh and unpleasant like Jin Ge rubbing.
Ghost-faced Blood Harriers!
Ning Si’s pupils congealed slightly.
This is a seventh-order ferocious bird. It is naturally capable of manipulating fire waves. It is fierce and surly, and it can fly into the air, which is enough to threaten the first-level Grandmaster.
The most frightening thing is that the ghost-faced blood harriers are dispatched in groups, which is like a group of grandmasters traveling in the sky!
“Flee!”
Shen Jiusong also had numbness on her scalp and her complexion changed.
Once you are besieged by these hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers, you will be a person in the fifth level of the master, and you will be seriously injured if you don’t die!
Furthermore, ghost-faced blood harriers are notorious for their lives, but if they are targeted, they will never die.
Ning Sihua also had the desire to retreat, and did not want to be entangled with such a fierce bird.
But at this moment, Su Yi laughed and finally met some worthy opponents. How could he not be happy in his heart?
Long stretched, Su Yi said, “Let me take care of these evil beasts. You can help me collect their sharp beaks later.”
Before he finished speaking, his figure flickered and rushed forward.
Shhh!
Qingpao hunted, Su Yi jumped to the top of a mountain, and with a clang, Yu Xuanjian was already in his right hand.
Standing at will, if you have an unruly demeanor like an exiled immortal, the aura emanating from your body is like a divine sword in the sky, arrogant to the world!
Ning Sijia was startled, but she stopped talking.
“This…”
Shen Jiusong’s heart tensed, this is hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers!
But it seems that Su Yi is not only not afraid, but looks happy when he sees his heart.
“Fellow Daoist Su is not an ordinary person, so his actions are also extraordinary, let’s just wait and see.”
Ning Si whispered softly.
Boom!
The ghost-faced blood harriers that cover the sky and the sun have roared, and their wings are burning, releasing scorching fire waves.
Wherever they pass, the rock and grass are turned to ashes, and the sight is terrifying.
Chong!
At this moment, a wisp of clear sword chant resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Su Yi, his sleeve robes fluttered, and the Yu Xuan sword pierced out of the sky.
Suddenly, a ten-zhang-long sword-like blue sword swept out and swept across the sky.
Puff puff!
In an instant, hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers were torn apart, and those who were swept away by the sword energy were all torn apart like paper.
Blood and withered feathers splattered down.
With a single sword, he cut off more than 20 ghost-faced blood harriers comparable to the first-level grandmaster!
But also because of this sword, the army of ghost-faced blood harriers was completely angered. These ferocious birds who were not afraid of death all made a scream like biting their eardrums, and their feathers slapped frantically.
Boom!
From a distance, hundreds of ominous birds swept toward Su Yi on the top of the mountain like a storm of flames that covered the sky.
In that scene, Shen Jiusong broke out in a cold sweat, her heart hanging in her throat.
Ning Sijia also frowned slightly, and clenched the Qingyan Remnant Moon Halberd in her palm, intending to help Su Yi when necessary.
But at this time, Su Yi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, had a very arrogant and unrestrained attitude.
In an instant, sword qi swept through and appeared.
Some are like pulling up the water of a galaxy and turning the sky upside down.
Some are like swords splitting mountains and seas, moving forward.
Some are as dazzling as the sun and the moon.
Some divisions are clear and turbid, all-conquering.
Some swords are like a torrential rain pouring down, cruising in the ten directions, covering the eight poles.
Some…
Each sword energy presents a unique charm that is enough to shake the world. Its power is unpredictable and wonderful.
This is the mystery, and now Su Yi has played it all out in a flamboyant manner.
Around his slender figure, there is a fish-like sword energy lingering around him. It is bright and crystal clear, clear and pure, and the sword energy that Yu Xuanjian cuts out in the sound of clanging clear chants all carries a trace of mysterious and mysterious energy. Dao rhyme.
So much so that when the sword qi crossed the sky, it seemed to show all kinds of incredible visions.
And under the slaughter-
Groups after groups of ghost-faced blood harriers were beheaded, their limbs and limbs flying, and the shrill screams could be heard incessantly.
Blood rain!
Shen Jiusong was dazzled and shuddered in those scenes.
At the Xishan Tea Party, Su Yi had shown enough combat power to shock the world, and Qin Changshan, who was as powerful as the five-level grandmaster, was not
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His opponent.
But at this time, Su Yi was completely different.
He is like a savage and unrestrained sword fairy, fighting on the top of the mountain.
That soaring, domineering, and stern attitude is completely different from his usual indifferent temperament.
Like a fairy among people, wielding swords like splashing ink, killing the sky and the earth, blood rains all over the mountains and rivers!
“This…”
Shen Jiusong was deeply shocked. Is this the real power of Su Yi’s battle?
Ning Siyu was also stunned there.
She was also the first time she saw Su Yi’s flamboyant look, as sharp as a sword, with a sword in hand, and an invincible demeanor.
“Cut!” “Cut!” “Cut!”
At the top of the mountain, Su Yi’s death was so high that he didn’t hold back any more.
Swallowing all the qi, exhaling the joyful wind of a lifetime!
The essence of the Sword Sutra of Great Joy is to be free and unrestrained like the wind, just looking for a joy and happiness.
When both body and mind are integrated into swordsmanship, the sword qi also has a hearty and unparalleled charm.
Just a moment.
The army of hundreds of thousands of ghost-faced blood harriers like a firestorm was killed by the incomparable sword energy.
Mizazza’s corpse fell rustling in the waterfall-like blood rain, so that the heaven and earth were filled with a rich blood that could not be dissolved.
In the end, there were only hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers left, and they fled in panic, screaming in horror.
This made both Ning Sisong and Shen Jiusong look like they were living in a ghost. Doesn’t it mean that the ghost-faced blood harrier is not afraid of death?
Isn’t it that they are not afraid of death, and they will never die?
Why did you escape! ?
At the top of the mountain, Su Yi was also stunned for a moment, the fire-like fighting intent in his eyes faded little by little, and he regained clarity.
He has some regrets in his heart, and he is still unfinished.
This seventh-order monster… is still weaker after all…
Hoo~
With a long sigh of turbid air, Su Yi glanced at the ghost-faced blood harrier corpses piled up on the ground in the nearby area. Without any hesitation, he sat cross-legged and began to meditate.
This battle, although it only lasted for a moment, was quite exhausting for him.
Ning Xiu took a deep look at Su Yi, who was meditating cross-legged, and said to Shen Jiusong, who was beside her, “Hold your hand and collect the sharp beaks of those ghost-faced blood harriers.”
Hearing this, Shen Jiusong came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly acted with Ning Siji.
It’s just in his heart, but he can’t calm down.
In this battle, the mighty army of ghost-faced blood harriers was killed by Su Yi alone, completely subverting his cognition.
After all, who would have thought that a young man in the Qi Gathering Realm would possess such terrifying and unbelievable kendo skills?
“Palace Ning, why do I feel that Young Master Su is like the reincarnation of an immortal in the sky, not like a person in this world.”
While collecting the sharp beaks of the ghost-faced blood harriers, Shen Jiusong finally couldn’t hold back and said in a low voice.
Ning Sijia was startled, her eyes were subtle, and she asked, “Do you think there are really immortals in the sky?”
Shen Jiusong smiled wryly and shook his head: “Who knows.”
“Everyone has their own secrets, and there is never a shortage of mysterious people in this world.”
Ning Si said, “When you set foot on the path of Yuan Dao cultivation, you will understand that the so-called ‘land immortal’ is just a title in this world. The path of the Tao is nothing but the first step above the mundane.”
Shen Jiusong was silent.
Working together with Su Yi and Ning Siji so far, although the time is very short, the strength and understanding of cultivation they have shown have impacted his cognition again and again and subverted his imagination.
It was only then that he realized that even if he was a prince and was in charge of the secular power, he was still too shallow and ignorant in the way of cultivation!
The taste is like opening a brand new door in front of my eyes and seeing a strange new world.
The shock and impact can be imagined.
For a long time, Shen Jiusong couldn’t hold back her emotions and asked in a low voice, “Palace Ning, do you think Shen has a chance to become a real monk in this life?”
Ning Sijia was stunned for a moment, and said meaningfully: “If you work **** your own, you may only have a little hope, but if someone is willing to give you a hand, it’s just stepping on the path of Yuandao, and it’s absolutely nothing. down.”
Shen Jiusong was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Su Yi sitting on the top of the mountain meditating.
After a while, he bowed to Ning Sijia and said, “Thank you, Palace Master Ning, for your guidance, Shen understands!”
Ning Sisong won’t say more, some words are enough to stop. Whether Shen Jiusong can seize such an opportunity depends on Su Yi’s mind.
Half an hour later.
From the piles of corpses ~IndoMTL.com~, the two collected more than 500 intact ghost-faced blood harrier beaks, golden, piled up into a hill.
This is a rare third-order spiritual material. It can be used as medicine when ground into powder, and it can also be used for refining weapons, which has the magical effect of nourishing the spirituality of weapons.
In Da Zhou, just such a pile of sharp beaks can be exchanged for at least one hundred third-grade spirit stones!
Distant hilltops.
Su Yiwu meditated freely, with traces of Dao Gang lingering all over his body, as still as a rock.
Ning Sisi and Shen Jiusong saw this, only
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Can continue to wait.
Another half an hour passed.
Before Su Yi woke up from meditating, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky in the distance.
My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^