Volume 2: Tsing Yi Fights with Swords, Accustomed to Frost and Snow Chapter Ninety-Nine: Standing with a Sword and Being Indifferent Like a God
"Yes. ”
The middle-aged man in brocade is about to leave.
Su Yi glanced at the young maids in the hall and said, "You guys should also leave, I have something to talk about with those fellow disciples later." ”
The middle-aged man in brocade waved his hand, and left in a hurry with the maids.
"You can all watch with a wave, and I'll take care of the rest. ”
Su Yi glanced at Huang Qianjun, Feng Xiaofeng and others, and whispered.
Soon, Chen Jinlong and his entourage rushed in.
The middle-aged man in brocade quietly closed the door.
"Su Yi, it's really you!"
When he saw Su Yi sitting in the top position, Chen Jinlong's eyes widened, and the last trace of luck in his heart was completely shattered, and his face froze.
The others also had hellish expressions on their faces.
"Feng Xiaofeng!"
Nian Yunqiao's face was gloomy and uncertain.
No one expected that what Yan Chengrong said would be true!
It's incredible.
A pair of wastes who were despised and disdained by them, but they sat in a place where they were not qualified to enter and feasted!
This contrast is too great, who can accept it for a while?
Yu Qian's delicate body was stiff, her sweet and lovely face was full of consternation, and she subconsciously said, "Senior Brother Xiaofeng, which big man brought you here?"
A trace of bitterness and hatred appeared between Feng Xiaofeng's eyebrows, and he said coldly: "I am no longer your senior brother, why do I want to answer you?"
Yu Qian's expression froze, and she sighed softly.
And her words also reminded Chen Jinlong and others.
They glanced at it, but they were puzzled to find that there were no "big people" in the audience!
"Senior Brother Su Yi, I didn't expect you to be able to sit here and feast. ”
Chen Jinlong stabilized his mind, sighed with emotion, and then said with a smile, "Counting, we haven't seen each other for more than a year, if it weren't for Yan Chengrong saying that you are also here, I wouldn't believe this is true." ”
Yan Chengrong coughed dryly and said, "Senior Brother Su Yi, don't you want me to sit down? ”
Huang Qianjun sneered and said, "Boy, do you want me to help you recall the words you said when you were at the gate of Fengyuanzhai just now?"
Yan Chengrong was speechless for a while.
Chen Jinlong was angry in his heart, but said with a smile on his lips: "This must be a misunderstanding, don't talk about this, I waited here, I just wanted to see Su Yi and Feng Xiaofeng, and I didn't plan to stay for a long time." ”
Su Yi has been sitting there, playing with a mutton fat jade cup in his hand, his demeanor is casual, his eyes are indifferent, and he has never said a word.
But this kind of arrogant posture in the plainness made Chen Jinlong and the others angry in their hearts.
Anyway, they took the initiative to visit, but Su Yi sat there without saying anything at all, and it was too faceless!
If it weren't for the weird and unusual things tonight, they would have gone berserk.
Chen Jinlong forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and reluctantly smiled: "Since Senior Brother Su Yi doesn't welcome us, then we will leave." ”
He regretted it very much in his heart, he should have listened to Li Moyun earlier, and he shouldn't have come impulsively, it was like humiliating himself.
Others were also uncomfortable and unwilling to stay any longer.
"Hmph, what are you proud of, what if you can sit here, you are not a waste person who has lost all your cultivation, and you will not be able to practice for the rest of your life!"
Yan Chengrong couldn't help muttering anymore.
He turned around and was about to leave with Chen Jinlong and the others.
Su Yi said indifferently: "Come if you want, leave if you want, what do you think of here?"
Chen Jinlong Huo Ran turned around, looked at Su Yi like electricity, and said with a gloomy expression: "Su Yi, what do you mean by this?"
The others were already unhappy, and seeing that Chen Jinlong seemed to be going crazy, they also turned around, stopped, and looked at Su Yi with an unkind expression.
"Su Yi, what Yan Chengrong said is not bad, your cultivation is completely lost, what if you can sit on this ninth layer, you are not a martial artist after all!"
A delicate woman sneered coldly, "Also, we are not here to find trouble, after all, this is Fengyuan Zhai!
As soon as these words came out, Chen Jinlong and the others were all happy in their hearts.
When they found that there were no big people at the banquet, they felt a lot more relaxed in their hearts.
And at this moment, when they were reminded by the charming woman that what they were facing was just a waste after all, everyone's mentality quietly changed.
Although he still didn't dare to mess around without permission, he was also full of confidence, as if he had finally regained some sense of superiority.
Warrior, is it comparable to a waste?
Nian Yunqiao also sneered, looked at Feng Xiaofeng with unscrupulous eyes, and said:
"Everyone, please see, if our Senior Brother Feng really came to run and hugged his thighs, why would his clothes be so shabby and shabby?"
"Look, that broken wheelchair is still covered with mud, where is this the style of a person who is flying high?"
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The others were stunned at first, and their eyes suddenly became strange.
That's right, if Su Yi and the others are soaring, how can Feng Xiaofeng still be so shabby, no different from the beggars on the street?
Moreover, it's not just Feng Xiaofeng, the young man next to him has a yellow face and thin muscles, his eyes are flustered, and he is restless, obviously he is the lowest mud leg!
This discovery made Chen Jinlong and the suspicion in their hearts dissipate a lot, and their eyes also had a look of banter, happiness, and excitement.
"You say, did we almost get scared by these two pieces of waste just now?"
Someone said angrily.
Yan Chengrong said with bad intentions: "No, it's true that they are waste, and it's not fake that this is the ninth layer of Fengyuanzhai, but why they can appear here is intriguing." ”
Chen Jinlong said directly: "Su Yi, do you want to give us an explanation?"
He had a sneer on his lips, his eyes were full of contempt, and he only felt that his fighting spirit was high, and he no longer had the previous doubts, annoyance, and jealousy.
Su Yi looked indifferent, drank all the wine in the mutton fat jade cup, got up from the seat, and walked towards Chen Jinlong.
His eyes were deep and indifferent, unfazed.
But when he saw Su Yi coming, Chen Jinlong was stunned at first, as if he was very puzzled about what Su Yi was going to do.
And when he touched Su Yi's eyes without emotional fluctuations, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
At that moment, he seemed to sense the deadly danger coming to his face, almost out of instinct, he drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed it at Su Yi with the blade of the sword, and said sharply:
"Stop!"
Before the words fell, I saw that Su Yi's right index finger had gently tapped on the edge of the sword that was close at hand.
Click!
The long sword, which was sharpened like clay, broke inch by inch, and shards flew out.
And Chen Jinlong's wrist holding the hilt of the sword was also cracked, and it was actually broken by the power of this finger!
"You ......"
Chen Jinlong screamed in pain, and just as he was about to avoid it, Su Yi's right hand was already lightly pressed on his shoulder.
Bang!
As if there was a huge force pressing on his body, Chen Jinlong's knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, smashing the floor paved with the red carpet and making a dull sound.
Broken Sword!
Broken wrists!
Suppress kneeling!
It all happens and ends in the blink of an eye.
The hall fell silent.
Nian Yunqiao and Yan Chengrong were all frightened and froze there.
Chen Jinlong is a disciple of the inner sect of the Qinghe Sword Mansion, he is the strongest among them, and he has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Moving Blood Realm and Refining Bones, and he is only one step away from entering the Qi Gathering Realm.
But now, it is like paper paste, suppressed by Su Yi lightly!
Who can not be surprised?
Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help but gasp, he only learned about Su Yi's recovery today.
But he didn't expect that even the best of the inner disciples like Chen Jinlong looked so unbearable in front of him!
Feng Xiaoran's deep and crystal eyes widened, staring at Su Yi's dusty figure, his little face was full of admiration and infatuation.
Only Huang Qianjun showed a sneer, as a gentleman, he naturally knew the most about gentlemen.
In his opinion, the virtues of these clan children are not as good as even those of themselves.
Seeing that Chen Jinlong was about to struggle to get up, Su Yi only glanced at him lightly and said, "If you dare to get up, I will kill you." ”
said lightly, but there seemed to be a cold killing machine hidden in it, which made Chen Jinlong stiffen all over, and a chill broke in his heart.
"Su Yi, this is Fengyuanzhai, you dare to make trouble here, aren't you afraid of death?"
Yan Chengrong shouted, and the other people's faces also changed wildly.
At this time, who wouldn't understand that Su Yi, who was regarded as an invalid by them, had already recovered from his cultivation and had become extremely terrifying!
This fact was like a slap in the face, slamming it on their heads, making it difficult for them to accept it for a while.
Syllable!
Yan Chengrong didn't have time to react, so he was slapped in the face fiercely, causing his whole body to spin three times in place, one squatting on the ground, his left cheek was collapsed and red and swollen, blood was gurgling from his nose and mouth, and he screamed like killing a pig.
As soon as he was about to speak, a touch of the blade of the sword was already in his throat, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Su Yi holding a long sword, and said indifferently: "You are not afraid of death, just call it and try it." ”
Yan Chengrong trembled all over, and his mouth was tightly closed.
"Let's go, call someone!"
Nian Yunqiao let out a low shout, and he was about to flee when he raised his feet.
"Shall I let you go?"
In the indifferent voice, the dusty sword in Su Yi's hand groaned and stabbed out in an instant.
Poof!
Nian Yunqiao's knees were in severe pain, and he knelt on the ground, his kneecaps were peeled off with skin and flesh, and blood was poured all over the ground.
"Ah——!h
Yu Qian, who was following Nianyun Bridge, was so frightened that she screamed, and her delicate body stood there, not daring to move again.
When the others saw this, they no longer dared to move, and their faces turned pale with fright.
"Su Yi, we have no grievances with you, why do you treat us like this?"
A delicate woman said in a trembling voice.
She sneered and ridiculed before, saying that this place was Fengyuanzhai, even if Su Yi hugged her thighs, she didn't dare to make trouble here.
But now, he was so frightened that his heart was broken, and his eyes were full of panic.
"No grievances?"
Su Yi said indifferently, "You don't need to pay the price for being a tiger?"
The dusty sword in his hand was raised, and the back of the sword was like an iron whip, and it was slammed into the woman's face.
Bang!
The woman's cheekbones were shattered, her teeth flew out, and in the screams of pain, she fell hard not far away, her face was covered with blood, and she couldn't get up in pain.
Huang Qianjun, who was not far away, couldn't help but gasp, Brother Su was ruthless enough! He didn't even have any pity for a beautiful woman!
"Su Yi, what do you want?"
Chen Jinlong, who was kneeling on the ground, roared angrily, his face full of anger and resentment.
Looking at Yan Chengrong, Nian Yunqiao and others, they are all resentful.
In the huge mountain and river hall, the bloody atmosphere began to permeate, and it was so depressing that people were almost out of breath.
All eyes were focused on Su Yi alone.
The young man's green robe was like jade, and he stood with a sword.
Indifferent as a god.
——
ps: Plus send ~ thank you brothers and sisters for the ticket, bow ~
Well, tomorrow is the real climax.