Feeling that many eyes fell on him, Su Yi was indifferent.

Since he chose to join the Dust Sword Sect, he naturally would not hide his edge.

He didn't want to be an outer disciple.

No matter how bad it is, you have to be a deacon.

"It's him!"

When Guo Jiansheng saw Su Yi, his eyes instantly turned red, his hands clenched into fists, and his body trembled slightly.

The inner disciples, elite disciples, and deacons all looked at Su Yi in surprise.

The elderly deacon who was presiding over the assessment also frowned, and he was surprised to find that he couldn't see through Su Yi.

Isn't Su Yi weaker than him?

No way!

This kid probably has a powerful magic weapon on his body!

He hurriedly eliminated distracting thoughts, and shouted in a deep voice: "Now take out your sword, use the spirit sword, and if the sword does not reach the height of a hundred zhang, it will be eliminated directly!"

Wow –

Millions of seekers were in an uproar, they couldn't stand up, how could they resist the sword to a hundred feet high?

Want to be so harsh?

No one dared to complain, so they had to grit their teeth and resist the edge.

I saw all kinds of swords rising, and the picture was shocking.

A million swords rose with a constant speed, as if they were about to break through the sky.

At the beginning, the sword team opened up the gap, most of the swords rose very slowly, like turtle speed, and a few swords rose into the air at a speed of several zhang per second, including the sword of Xia Yi.

Su Yi looked up at all this and did not rush to take out his sword.

His physical body was comparable to that of a saint, and the circle had little effect on him.

After a while, finally a sword reached a hundred zhang high.

It did not stop and continued to rise into the air.

Baizhang is only a qualified line, and in order to obtain a higher status and more resources, the seeker must make the sword fly as high as possible.

It's about the future, and you have to fight hard.

"Why hasn't he moved yet?"

An elite disciple pointed at Su Yi and asked, causing the other elite disciples and inner disciples to turn their gazes away.

Because of the sword, those seekers who were originally half-kneeling fell to the ground one after another, but Su Yi was still standing so straight, but he didn't use the sword, but was watching the play, looking so weird.

"This kid must be supported by a powerful magic weapon, if he uses a sword, he is likely to appear foreign, so naturally he will not dare. ”

"Hahaha, that makes sense!"

"For 10,000 years, there have been very few people who can stand and pass the sword power assessment. ”

"How high do you guess his sword can fly?"

"Shizhang?"

The inner disciples spoke out one after another, ridiculing Su Yi.

The deacons frowned, and they looked at each other with the shock in each other's eyes.

They couldn't see through Su Yi's cultivation!

"Go tell the sect master and ask him to come and see. ”

A deacon instructed his apprentice behind him, and the disciple was stunned and immediately turned away.

The clock goes on.

Xia Yi's sword also reached a height of 100 zhang with difficulty, which made Su Yi have a smile on his face.

At this moment, a group of figures flew out of the huge stone gate.

The leader was the sect leader Duan Chenjian.

He was followed by a group of elders and deacons, all of whom had apparently heard the news.

As soon as Duan Chenjian appeared, his gaze fell on Su Yi.

"It's so powerful...... Where did this demon come from?"

Duan Chenjian frowned and thought, for some reason, Su Yi actually made him feel a trace of palpitations.

Why did such an existence appear in the Dust Sword Sect's entrance assessment?

Friend or foe?

Su Yi felt Duan Chenjian's gaze and glanced at him.

"It seems that the background of the Dust Sword Sect is indeed good. ”

Su Yi secretly thought to himself that the cultivation of more than twenty people was something he couldn't see through.

At worst, it is estimated that there are also saint realm cultivators, or even saints.

Now that the people have come.

Then he should show his edge!

I saw Su Yi slowly raise his right hand, his index finger and middle finger together, pointing to the sky.

At this moment, countless eyes fell on him, including those seekers who were working hard to resist the sword.

"He's finally going to draw his sword!"

"Damn, this guy is really good at acting prestigious!"

"I'd like to see how high his sword can fly!"

"This kid is definitely cheating with a magic weapon!"

"What if he's really good?"

All kinds of discussions rang out, flocking to Su Yi from all directions.

The corners of Su Yi's mouth raised, and he shouted: "Get up!"

Phew-

Zhou Wujian flew out of his sleeve, like a cold light rushing straight into the sky!

Millions of seekers raised their heads in unison, including the disciples of the Dust Sword Sect, all of them raised their heads, their movements in unison, like ocean waves.

Under their gaze, Zhou Wujian instantly surpassed all the swords suspended in the air, pierced through the clouds, and disappeared.

Quiet!

Millions of seekers were dumbfounded, their mouths wide open.

Those elite disciples, inner disciples, elders, and deacons were also startled, with a ghostly look on their faces.

"This guy ......"

Xia Yi, who was lying on the ground, had a smile on his face, and he knew that Su Yi would be a blockbuster.

This guy has never understood what it means to be low-key.

Heaven and earth were silent, and even many seekers were so shocked that their minds were disturbed, and they didn't know that their swords fell.

Su Yi turned around, looked at Duan Chenjian and the others, and said, "I want to join the Dust Sword Sect, can I be qualified?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire plateau boiled.

"Oh my God! Who the hell is that guy?"

"Could he be a Mahayana Scattered Immortal?"

"What's more, I feel like he might be a golden immortal!"

"It's outrageous, isn't it, I didn't dream?"

"Compared to him, we ......"

Millions of seekers suddenly became excited, and Su Yi shattered the doubts about him with a strong performance, and at this moment, the seekers worshipped Su Yi one after another.

Su Yi proved himself with strength.

The Torture Hall Elder stared at Su Yi and asked in a deep voice, "Where do you come from, your cultivation has surpassed Da Luo, why do you want to participate in the sect entrance assessment?"

Surpass Da Luo!

The seekers were almost scared to death.

Guo Jiansheng's face turned green, and the resentment against Su Yi in his heart was gone, replaced by fear.

He dared to provoke a demon who surpassed Da Luo......

Fortunately, Su Yi didn't embarrass him.

At this moment, he felt grateful to Su Yi instead.

"My surname is Su, my origin doesn't matter, my joining can make your Dust Sword Sect stronger. ”

Su Yi glanced at the Torture Hall Elder and replied.

This sentence has made millions of seekers fall down, and it is really domineering.

"You ......"

The Torture Hall Elder was so angry that his beard trembled, what is this called?

Just as he was about to speak, Duan Chenjian raised his hand to stop him.

"Come with me. ”

Duan Chenjian said to Su Yi, his voice resounding through the plateau.

Su Yi jumped up, and Zhou Wujian swept from the sky, landed at his feet, and flew towards the huge stone gate with him.

At this moment, Su Yi was full of style, and he no longer hid his aura.

As the Emperor of the Soviet Union, the first in the ancient world, dominating the chaotic land, his temperament has long been transformed.

Its figure alone gives people a domineering spirit that looks down on the world!

Duan Chenjian turned around and flew into the huge stone gate, while the rest of the elders looked at Su Yi nervously, for fear that Su Yi would come in chaos.

Under the eyes of many adorators, Su Yi flew into the huge stone gate.

Xia Yi took a deep breath and shifted his attention to his love sword, with his understanding of Su Yi, this kid would not suffer.

The third watch, the normal three shifts in the past two days, broke out in the early hours of Monday morning

(End of chapter)