No one thought that such a young man who thought that he was obviously a martial artist would actually be a sword cultivator, and that forest sword intent stimulated all the monks who paid attention to this place, and being able to comprehend the sword intent at such an age could be regarded as a real sword cultivator.

In the sea of clouds, Yan Qing looked at the sword-holding man below with a shocked expression, the blood-colored long sword was full of monstrous killing intent, and the cold sword intent continued to stimulate her state of mind, this is a sword cultivator who is younger than her, although she is a sword cultivator, but she has not yet comprehended the sword intent In the eyes of the top sect on the mountain, she is not a complete sword cultivator.

It's just that before she could speak, her face suddenly turned pale, and she sensed the cold murderous intent on her ancestor.

She didn't understand why the ancestor who had not expressed his stance before had moved to kill at this moment?

Looking at the young man holding the sword, Si Nanhou's expression became solemn, the sharp sword qi did not hesitate to swallow on the long sword, his eyebrows stabbed, the blood-colored long sword in the young man's hand contained an extremely strong power, this power made him feel the taste of death.

Su Ming didn't talk nonsense, this was the first time he had taken out the sword as a sword cultivator since he held the Blood Prison, and the aura poured into it, attracting the power of this sword, and the powerful sword qi contained in the Blood Prison burst out at this moment.

The dazzling sword light slashed into the city lord's mansion, and the qi and machine staggered, stirring up a chilling sword qi in the sky.

One after another, blood-colored swords fell into the air, everything was broken, and nothing could stand in front of this sword.

The aura was guarding in front of him, and the robe shone brightly, blocking the sword light.

Rumble!

The momentum of the sword was like a broken bamboo, and it was unstoppable, shattering the aura shield, and seven white lotus flowers appeared on the purple robe.

Si Nanhou's expression became extremely heavy, and the sword qi around him was still surging wildly, he could feel that the robe on his body was almost at the limit, if it really reached the limit and the nine flowers bloomed, then this robe would be half wasted.

Although I don't understand why a sword cultivator who is not very high in cultivation has so much sword qi, the blood-colored sword qi is endless, like a storm crashing on the shore, constantly impacting.

The killing intent is intense.

Under that sword light, I remembered Si Nanhou's shout: "Old Ancestor Yan, as long as you help me kill this fang, I will give that red dragon pattern robe to Xihe Sword Village." ”

Above the sky, the ancestor of Xihe Sword Village, Yan Qiu, smiled faintly, and just stood with his hands in his hands, overlooking below.

Yan Qing on the side ran the law, and when he looked at it, the sword qi below was a little dazzling, the blood-colored sword qi, like a long rainbow, continued to bombard and fall, the majestic sword qi was far superior to the power that she had burst out on the river surface before, such a sword qi was really unbelievable.

She has never seen such a majestic sword qi among her peers so far, each sword qi is extremely cold, full of the taste of death, and the sword intent of Senhan is constantly beating her state of mind.

She couldn't help but feel a burst of curiosity, where did this Tianjiao come from, she didn't believe that this Jianghu Scattered Cultivator could have such an amazing sword qi.

The eyes of the Nine Star Sword Descendant on the side bloomed with a divine light, this is a secret technique he has mastered, with the help of the power of the secret art, he can see the changes in the battle situation more clearly, originally thought that it was just a martial artist of the Five Realms, but he didn't expect to think that it was such a powerful sword cultivation, but unlike Yan Qing, his eyes could see that Su Ming's cultivation was not high, and the terrifying blood-colored sword qi below was mostly derived from the blood-colored long sword.

He looked at his master with doubt.

The Nine Star Sword said calmly: "What about the Great Cultivator of the Eleventh Floor, if you can control a magic weapon of the Star Sea Heavenly Monarch level, even if you face an Earth Immortal True Person, you can guarantee immortality, of course, it is not a simple matter to use a magic weapon of that level, plus, even so, the demand for your spiritual energy is also great, you really think that if you are given a holy soldier, you can be motivated, even if you are lucky, if you don't drain you." ”

Looking at the battle situation below, the nine-star sword also had a rough guess, that sword weapon was definitely not weak, otherwise it would not be possible to burst out with such amazing power in Su Ming's hands, but the more powerful the weapon, the more picky he was about the master, and he didn't think that he could eat that weapon.

However, what really made the Nine Star Dao feel strange was that the young man's martial arts true qi was a little too long, and when he fought with a martial artist, the qi practitioner would grasp the opportunity for the other party to breathe, and it was also a good time for the qi practitioner to kill with one blow, but this young man's true qi was really long, and when he mentioned a breath of true qi, it seemed to be endless, without the slightest sign of weakness.

In the city lord's mansion below, a roaring sound was remembered, and there seemed to be the sound of the magic weapon shattering, and soon the voice of the city lord Si Nanhou sounded below, "Yan Qiu, within ten years, all the proceeds from the exquisite vein in Baotong Mountain will belong to you!"

The Nine Star Dao chuckled: "It seems that Si Nanhou is really in a hurry, the ten-year income is equivalent to three hundred five-color exquisite dragons, plus the red dragon pattern robe before, this transaction is not a loss!"

Yan Qiu smiled and said, "Since you don't think it's a loss, why don't you go?"

Jiuxing Dao waved his hand and said: "I'm just an idle wild cultivator, I don't have any interest in cause and effect, I'm just having a good time." ”

The old man glanced at the Nine Star Sword meaningfully, and then said lightly downward: "Martial Dao Tianjiao, coupled with the outstanding talent of kendo, I think the identity of this young man should not be low." ”

In the City Lord's Mansion, except for the earth-shattering sound of impact, no words came from the City Lord.

Yan Qing glanced at her ancestor, as the young owner of Xihe Sword Village, she naturally understood that the price offered by Si Nanhou just now was high enough, and the red dragon pattern robe was a high-grade robe that was no less than the purple robe on Si Nanhou's body, and it was the harvest of the city lord of Jingyang City who was exploring the secret realm, and the ancestor had always taken a fancy to that robe, and wanted to give it to a disciple of the ancestor who had accepted it, but Si Nanhou had not been willing to let go, so it was over.

The exquisite vein in Baotong Mountain is a vein jointly delineated by the people of the surrounding three cities and five parties, although it is not big, but the ore that can be mined every year is enough to create about two million colorless exquisite dragons, this exquisite dragon does not seem to be much for an immortal sect, but it is better in the long run, the ancestor once said that this vein has at least about five hundred years of income to take, Si Nanhou is willing to have ten years of income from that place, these exquisite dragons are enough for a real person of the earth immortal.

With some scruples about the two of them on the side, Yan Qing asked with a voice from the heart lake: "Ancestor, are you really ready to make a move?"

Yan Qiu said indifferently: "An immortal mansion is different from a monk, if you want to maintain the prosperity of an immortal mansion, you must be careful in your calculations, and our Xihe Jianzhuang's annual income is only nearly a thousand five-colored exquisite, so why not do it if you can get an extra income." ”

"But Ancestor..."

Seeing his ancestor's thoughts, Yan Qing was a little puzzled, but he didn't know how to ask.

Yan Qiu smiled and said: "I am not related to that young man, since Si Nanhou can afford such a big Jiaqing, why can't I make a move, where is it so simple to practice right and wrong under the mountain, you are still too young." ”

This last sentence The old man did not use the heart lake to transmit the sound, but said bluntly, and the nine-star knife on the side said with a smile: "Yan girl, don't worry about these troubles, good earth fairy seedlings, or cultivate well, and strive to step on the avenue as soon as possible." ”

Yan Qing pursed her lips and didn't speak, but the expression on her face obviously came out, so naturally she didn't listen to it.

"Girl, I know what you're thinking, don't worry, I haven't made a move yet, we can wait a little longer. Yan Qiu gently touched his white beard, looked down and said slowly.

Yan Qing nodded slightly.

Yan Qiu looked at the battle situation below and said with a smile: "Maybe you can gain a little more." ”

Sure enough.

Without waiting for a group, Si Nanhou's voice came from below again.

"Old Ancestor Yan, I'm sending you a mansion in the south of the city, this is enough, if you still don't agree, then the friendship between Jingyang City and your Lingshan Xi and Jianzhuang will end here!"

Compared with the previous calm voice, this time it seemed a little impatient, and the battle situation below made it more and more irritable.

Yan Qiu turned his head to look at Yan Qing and said, "Girl, you don't need to feel guilty, this is the ancestor's own choice, you do your best, a mountain gate can only be one kind of person anywhere!"

Yan Qing's expression was complicated and he nodded.

Jiuxing Dao said with a smile on the side: "Old Ancestor Yan, since that person can make Si Nanhou pay such a big price, it is not easy to think about it, so it is better to be careful." ”

Yan Qiu's sword jumped out from his waist, hovering beside him, standing with his hands in his hands, and said proudly: "I'm the Great Sword Cultivator on the eleventh floor!"

The next moment, the sword qi turned into a rainbow and flew downward.

Yan Qing didn't know why, he felt a trace of waves in his mood, and in the end, he could only forcibly suppress this trace of waves and silently looked down.

The thumb of the nine-star knife gently slashed the hilt, and then pushed the knife into the sheath.

That's it, it's none of my business!

Immediately, the aura roared, wrapping his own disciples in the opposite direction and moving away from the wind.

Inside the Castle Lord's Mansion.

Under the wanton wielding of the sword qi, countless sword marks were left in this mansion, the surrounding walls became dilapidated, and the large array below was also shattered.

Si Nanhou's fingertips continued to sway out, and one after another roared out, driving the two green pythons, and shooting wildly towards the cyan figure.

The green python exhaled, and one after another cold cyan spirit arrows flew out, constantly resisting the blood-colored sword qi around the young man.

Si Nanhou sealed with both hands, and a round of Dao seals crossed the sky, like mountains, with unrivaled might, suppressed down.

Su Ming held the sword in his right hand and looked at Si Nanhou calmly, there was a lot of sword qi in the blood prison, these sword qi were left to him by the master, as long as the aura in the body continued, the sword qi could continue to emerge, of course, these sword qi were consumed, which was also a means for him to save his life.

The footsteps changed, in the face of that round of Dao seal, Su Ming disappeared in place, a punch bombarded out, punched out like a dragon, as if like a god of war, that terrible fist intent seemed to be able to kill all living beings in the world, a blow through the air, the flowing fist intent burst out with golden brilliance, dyeing the sky extremely gorgeous.

Rumble!

Pound fairy style!

Agree, fist will pass, this third boxing method that has never been handed out finally blasted out at this moment.

This fierce golden fist slammed heavily in front of Si Nanhou.

Bang!

Two green pythons stood in front of him and protected Si Nanhou.

It's just that the terrifying fist penetrated the green python's body and splashed a storm of aura.

Subsequently, Su Ming didn't look at the two green pythons that were penetrated by the fist, and handed the blood prison in his hand forward.

A blood-red sword light illuminated the heavens and the earth.

The sword was far away, as if it had split the heavens and the earth.

There was not such a frightening speed, but the sword was like a shadow, and no matter how Si Nanhou dodged, he could only watch the sword fall in front of him.

A sword slashed open.

Nine white petals bloomed on the purple robe, and Sinan Hou retreated dozens of feet in a row.

Poof!

Spit out a mouthful of blood, although the magic robe blocked the great power, but a lot of that sword qi still fell on his body, which caused him to suffer a lot of injuries.

Su Ming's face also turned a little pale, and the Blood Prison seemed to become a little violent after absorbing the blood, which made him a little difficult to control for a while.

Little by little, a blood-colored river overflowed under his feet, and the blood river was clear, and the cold killing intent became heavier and heavier.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, clenched the sword in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Go back!"

The Blood Hell whispered slightly, as if he was still a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, and the river of blood finally returned to the sword body.

Seeing that the river of blood disappeared, Si Nanhou was also relieved, when the river of blood appeared just now, his hairs stood on end, that kind of creepy feeling he hadn't felt for many years, at this moment, seeing Su Ming put away the river of blood, his eyes became more solemn, no matter what, it should also be one of the other party's strengths.

If it was that kind of power, he really couldn't take it.

Looking at the young man in green shirt in front of him, Si Nanhou had a feeling of helplessness, a great monk on the eleventh floor, in his opinion, even if he met the Holy Land Tianjiao, he might not have the strength to fight, but today he was pressed and beaten by a young man who didn't know the origin, such a feeling of aggrieved made him very uncomfortable, but it was really that the blood-colored long sword in the other party's hand was too strong.

The boundless sword qi was constantly surging out, and it was not reasonable at all, his large array and many methods were cut into pieces by this sword qi, which almost cut off most of his means.

Su Ming's consumption is actually very large, the sword he just handed out is real, there is no falsehood, after all, he is just a five-story floor qi practitioner and a four-realm martial artist, such a cultivation is too difficult to compete with an eleventh-floor great monk, if it weren't for the massive sword qi in the blood prison, he would only have the life to escape at this moment.

However, after eating his sword, he still knows what the power of the Blood Hell Sword Qi is, and Si Nanhou is definitely uncomfortable.

Su Ming looked up at the sky and said softly, "Did the old owner of Xihe Sword Village stop by to go shopping?"

Yan Qiu raised his eyebrows, he naturally saw the sword that Su Ming handed out just now, even if it was such a sword, he felt a chill, and at this moment, seeing Si Nanhou retreating again and again, his face became extremely ugly.

He didn't expect Si Nanhou to be so miserable, those two green pythons were transformed by Si Nanhou's natal object, but at this moment, his aura was dim and his body was dilapidated, and he thought that he had received a lot of impact, which made him unable to grasp the bottom line of this young man for a while.

Just before he could speak, he saw a token in Su Ming's left sleeve, which was the sword order of the Sword Pavilion.

Although he couldn't tell whose sword intent it was on the Sword Pavilion Sword Order, it was definitely genuine, and it was a little clear when he thought about it, this one was a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and since he knew the identity of the other party, he would naturally not be stupid to make another move.

If he really killed a Sword Pavilion disciple here, then he Xi and Jian Zhuang would be waiting to be asked by the Sword Pavilion, and he asked himself if he didn't have this ability.

Yan Qiu hovered at a distance of dozens of zhang outside the City Lord's Mansion, his eyes swept over the cyan gourd on the young man's waist, a good gourd for raising soldiers, it was definitely not something that the Earth Immortal True Monarch could bring, at least it was from a powerful handiwork, so it was more certain of Su Ming's identity, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, "What a young sword cultivator, he will definitely be a sword immortal figure in the future, it is really admirable." ”

Su Ming took off the gourd of raising soldiers, took a sip of wine gently, and said with a smile: "The young owner of Xihe Sword Village is also very talented, and the old owner is a successor!"

Yan Qiu's face stiffened.

Then he saw the young man in green shirt pinning the gourd on his waist, turned to hold the sword and looked at himself, and then slowly spit out a word, "Get out!"

The smile on Yan Qiu's face faded, the sword qi surged between his sleeves, and the sword on his waist was even more hunting, as if it could be unsheathed at any time.

But in the end, the corners of Yan Qiu's mouth raised a trace of arc, and he smiled faintly: "The coming day is long, the temper of the little sword fairy is really big, but it doesn't matter, the rivers and lakes under this mountain are very deep, and they can drown the dragon." ”

Su Ming smiled and said, "At least this Jingyang City is not qualified enough!"

Yan Qiu naturally heard what Su Ming meant, but knowing the identity of the other party, he also decided not to make a move, so he didn't care about Su Ming's words, and said with a smile: "Then I wish the little sword fairy a smooth journey!"

The old man turned and left, back on the sea of clouds.

Seeing the old man leaving, Si Nanhou's face suddenly became extremely ugly, he looked at Su Ming and gritted his teeth and said, "There is no grudge between Your Excellency and me, why do you have to divide life and death." ”

Su Ming looked at the city lord, and had to say that he could afford to take it and put it down, he could be regarded as a hero, he raised his sword in his hand, looked at Si Nanhou and said: "I'm just reasoning, but if I don't fight, I think the city lord won't want to listen to me." ”

The corners of Sinanhou's eyes twitched, but he also knew that if there was no such battle, he would not listen to the nonsense of a little martial artist.

"Listen to me. ”

Su Ming put away his sword and stood, pointed behind him and said, "I just hope that the city lord can have a large number of adults, and don't hold those people responsible." ”

Sinanhou was surprised: "That's okay?"

"That's it!"

"Good!"

Si Nanhou nodded in response.

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