The night was getting darker, and the old locust tree was silent.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the fence on one side of the courtyard.

It can be vaguely seen that he is wearing a dark Taoist robe, his figure is as thin as a bamboo, and he is carrying a corpse in each hand.

The Taoist threw it casually, and the two corpses he was carrying fell to the ground of the courtyard, followed by a jump, and came to the courtyard.

"Hey, dumping, this courtyard is inhabited?"

Because the sky was too dark, the Taoist saw clearly that the abandoned courtyard, which was originally overgrown with weeds, was now cleaned and renewed.

"Wu Ruoqiu, you're finally here. ”

The answer was Su Yi's indifferent voice.

He had already gotten up from the bamboo chair, holding a peachwood sword in his right hand, standing in the night, quietly looking at each other.

This Wu Ruoqiu is about forty years old, with a fair complexion, willow beards, a sword on his back, and a yellow gourd hanging from his waist, which looks quite dusty.

"Who are you, how do you know my name?"

Wu Ruoqiu was taken aback, revealing a look of vigilance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a hissed and strange whistling sound came out of his mouth.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement he expected.

Wu Ruoqiu's heart sank, and he was a little anxious, what's going on?

"I killed all those ghost corpse worms, and it's useless for you to cut your throat. ”

Su Yi walked leisurely and walked towards Wu Ruoqiu.

"Who the hell are you?"

Wu Ruoqiu said sharply, the essence in his eyes flickered, and his whole body was ready to go.

"Don't be nervous, I have something to ask you before I do it. ”

When Su Yi spoke, he had already come to Wu Ruoqiu's place to stand still.

Only then did Wu Ruoqiu see clearly that on the opposite side was a young man who was only more than ten years old, with a cyan cloth robe, a wooden sword in his hand, a long figure, and the aura on his body was only at the level of moving blood.

Wu Ruoqiu suddenly relaxed, laughing at himself in his heart, Lao Tzu is really getting more and more timid, and he was almost frightened by a chick who moved the blood realm.

He put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "Young man, you are not qualified to talk to Wu, go and call your master, I want to ask, how he taught his disciples, there is no politeness at all!"

The ghost corpse insect in the well was cut off, and even Tilt Wan hid and did not show up, which made Wu Ruoqiu suspect that there was another master behind Su Yi.

Su Yi shook his head with a smile, "If there is really someone in this world who can be my Su someone's master, I may still be overjoyed, but unfortunately...... I haven't met one yet. ”

Wu Ruoqiu was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "Mao hasn't grown yet, and his tone is not small! If you don't invite your master again, don't blame someone Wu for being unkind to you!"

His eyes were surging, his momentum changed suddenly, and when the qi on his body was running, there was a faint sound of surging roar and drumming.

This is a power that can only be mastered by the Qi Gathering Realm.

Once a martial artist is lucky, his qi and blood gather and boil and burn.

With the guidance of the qi machine, when fighting, every movement can be accurately measured as if it had been measured with a ruler, and the control of a body of strength has reached the most exquisite level.

Wu Ruoqiu is Qi Gathering Realm Cultivation Level Cultivation, copper skin and stone muscles, iron bones and jade tendons, ordinary knives and guns are difficult to hurt him at all.

Su Yi's lips flashed with a faint sneer, and said, "Then Su Mou wants to see and understand, how can you be polite to a small role at the level of qi gathering and understanding." ”

"Wu has been walking in the world for many years, and he has seen crazy people, but he has never seen such crazy people as you!"

Wu Ruoqiu smiled angrily.

Is the Qi Gathering Realm a small role?

Listen, is this human speech?

He stepped forward suddenly, his sleeves bulging, and grabbed Su Yi's neck with his reach.

Rumble!

A Qi Gathering Realm suddenly made a move, that kind of power was as fast as thunder, domineering, just that kind of momentum, it could scare through the courage of the people in the Blood Realm!

Wu Ruoqiu's plan is very simple, first capture Su Yi, and then force out the master behind him, so that he can be invincible.

Seeing it, he was about to catch Su Yi.

At this moment-

A sword shadow suddenly appeared in the depths of Su Yi's pupils, and a vast and cold terrifying aura emerged.

Rumble!

Wu Ruoqiu's mind was like being struck by lightning, his soul throbbed, his eyes were black, and in a trance, it was as if he had fallen into endless purgatory, and a mysterious fairy sword came from outside the sky, shattering the eternal green and crushing.

At that moment, in all directions, in the heavens and on the ground, there was a terrifying sword intent everywhere, and in my ears and hearts there was a sword chant that roared like the roar of the gods.

A feeling of smallness, helplessness, and hopelessness swelled up, which stimulated Wu Ruoqiu's mood to suffer a heavy blow and almost collapse.

The feeling was only for a moment.

can suffer from this impact, Wu Ruoqiu's figure rushing forward froze, just five steps away from Su Yi.

Five steps is the standard distance for a warrior to fight to the death.

The so-called blood spattered five steps, the emperor is unstoppable, close at hand, and the enemy country is exhausted!

That's what happened.

In these five steps, Su Yi moved.

A simple single sword stab.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

It's like an instinctive reaction formed after countless times of drawing a sword, accurate to the extreme, fast to the extreme, and ruthless to the extreme.

Burst!

The blunt wooden sword pierced the flesh and skin of Wu Ruoqiu's chest, shattered his cavity and bones, and pierced through his chest with devastating power.

Hot blood and the tip of the sword splattered from its back!

Because the power of this sword was too strong, Wu Ruoqiu's body bent forward violently, like a curled prawn.

His eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, and his voice was hoarse, "You...... Are you really moving the Blood Realm?"

"It's like a fake. ”

Su Yi casually pulled out the wooden sword and took three steps back.

Wu Ruoqiu's body shook violently, and the blood hole in his chest burst out like a spring, if it wasn't for Su Yi's timely dodge, he was destined to be splashed.

Poof!

Wu Ruoqiu fell to the ground, gasping for pain and breathing.

The injury was so severe that he felt that life was running away.

"You...... Don't you have something to ask...... Why...... Why did you do so hard? If I die, you won't know anything. ”

Wu Ruoqiu spoke intermittently, he was puzzled.

Su Yi said casually: "Oh, I'm not interested in knowing now." ”

Wu Ruoqiu: "......"

He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He gritted his teeth and screamed viciously: "You have ruined the major affairs of my master, just wait for revenge!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Ruoqiu lay on the ground, without breath, and died.

Those wide-eyed eyes were full of unwillingness.

probably didn't expect that one move was wrong, but he died in the hands of a blood-moving character.

"I can't even bear a wisp of imprint breath, the soul of this Great Zhou Dynasty warrior is really weak......"

Su Yi shook his head secretly.

Before, he had used the breath of the "Nine Prison Sword" in his mind.

Even if this wisp of breath is extremely faint and light, it is not something that Wu Ruoqiu can fight against, so that Wu Ruoqiu's soul will be impacted.

It was by taking this opportunity that Su Yi was able to pass through his chest with a sword.

"If I knew this, I would have fought him head-on, although it would be a little troublesome, but with my current cultivation and kendo attainments, it would be enough to kill him. ”

Before, Su Yi thought that Wu Ruoqiu was an evil cultivator and had mastered a lot of evil methods, so he had no intention of fighting hard with the other party, and directly spent his own cultivation and used a little hole card.

Who would have thought that the other party would be so stupid as to fight with himself only by cultivation, and he didn't use any vicious secret techniques and power at all.

"It seems that I still take the evil cultivators in this world too seriously. ”

Su Yi was a little self-deprecating.

Now that I think about it, Wu Ruoqiu is not stupid, but he is a Qi Gathering Realm character, and from the very beginning, he despised himself who had the cultivation of the Blood Realm.

It can be seen that there are advantages to being weak in cultivation, which can make the opponent despise and careless.

"Do you know this Wu Ruoqiu's master?"

Su Yi looked at the old locust tree not far away.

"Returning to the Immortal Master, I'...... I don't know about it. ”

A red shadow appeared on one of the branches in a panic.

She rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands and lowered her head, and her slightly baby-fat face was full of weakness, helplessness, and pity.

The scene of Wu Ruoqiu being killed by a sword just now was seen by her, if she hadn't covered her mouth tightly in advance, she was almost frightened by the bloody scene and screamed.

Su Yi didn't ask any more, squatted down, and began to search Wu Ruoqiu's relics.

A sheathed sword, a yellow gourd, three silver bills of a thousand taels, a pocket of broken silver of about twenty taels, and a yellowed scroll with only a few pages remaining.

Other than that, there are no other items of note.

Put away the silver ticket and silver first, and Su Yi picked up the yellowed scroll.

The scroll was broken, and the few pages left were written about some evil secret techniques for cultivating ghosts and corpses, and the content and evil spirits.

After reading it in a hurry, Su Yi couldn't help but be disappointed, that is, it was in the hands of crooked and evil ways, and this secret technique on the scroll was also vulgar and vulgar.

However, Su Yi noticed that at the end of the last page of the book, there was a line of words:

"Yin Sha Gate, Weng Yunqi gave my disciple Wu Ruoqiu. ”

Su Yi suddenly understood.

The master behind Wu Ruoqiu is this "Yin Sha Gate", and his teacher's name is Weng Yunqi.

"When he was dying before, he said that I had ruined the affairs of his master, so it seems that Wu Ruoqiu's raising of ghosts and corpses should be instructed by the Yin Sect. ”

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had a hunch that the place where the Yin Evil Gate raised ghosts and corpses was definitely not the only place.

In other words, in other parts of Guangling City, there should be similar "insect breeding grounds".

While thinking about it, Su Yi had already torn the scroll in his hand to shreds, if such an evil secret technique was obtained by others, I was afraid that it would have to be a disaster.

Next, he picked up the sheathed sword.

The scabbard was forged from black iron, and when the sword was drawn, a choking smell of blood and rancid smell came to his face.

Su Yi's brows furrowed, revealing a look of disgust.

The sword was made of pine-grained wood, the body of the sword was soaked in a layer of dark red blood, and the blade was glowing with a turquoise luster, and the breath was extremely foul.

"It's actually using the blood of a woman who hasn't left the pavilion to raise a sword, what kind of evil cultivation is this, it's just too unproductive!"

Su Yi shook his head for a while, feeling nauseous.

Click!

Su Yi used his palm to exert force, and the pine sword shattered into sawdust, and then was completely burned by Su Yi's fire.

"Well, this gourd is kind of interesting. ”

When Su Yi took the only remaining yellow gourd, he finally raised some interest.

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PS: Hmm...... Today's monthly pass broke 600 and continued to add more, goldfish really didn't save the manuscript, and I panicked when I put forward this plus more condition~