Su Yiwen Lingzhao

In the end, Fengyun Lie's smile became extra excited and fierce.

There is a hint of madness.

Su Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he figured out the taste.

This is another madman whose brain is broken by the blood of a madman.

In the Qingluan Spirit Clan, there are many unique bloodlines.

Among them, the madman bloodline is the most special, and it belongs to one of the top talents. People with such talents are prone to problems in their mind and mood.

Some unusual quirks.

Such as bloodthirsty, lethargy, war, gambling…

Undoubtedly, the man in the robe is fierce and addicted to war!

And for such a lunatic, there is no need for nonsense.

Su Yi's figure rose out of thin air, and the mysterious yellow vine quietly appeared in his right hand, and said indifferently: "Come, I will give you a death."

Fengyunlie smiled more and more cheerfully, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

He took a step.

Boom!

A raging gust of wind rose from him, smashing the clouds, and the nearby void distorted and collapsed.

Countless dazzling silver rule forces, floating in the wind.

The Law of God Sunda!

The most powerful and profound meaning of the Qingluan Spirit Clan.

In charge of these avenues, fluttering wings can crush the sky and lift the sun, moon and stars.

In addition, the powerhouses of the Qingluan clan will perform such profound meanings, and the speed will also become extremely fast.

At this time, it moved with the wind and clouds.

If the whole person turned into a silver hurricane, the figure became blurred, the nearby void collapsed and was crushed by the raging storm.

The sound of rumbling and roaring, agitated the ten directions.

Fengmuyun and Fengshanhu sucked in the cool air and retreated far away.

The power of Fengxingya is too terrifying, even the king of the cave realm, they feel a tremor.

Su Yi's robe squeaked.

His eyes were deep, and he whispered in his heart: "Last time, it was Guanzhu who suppressed the old guy of the Qingluan Spiritual Race. This time, I will be better..."

Shout!

A wind blade suddenly appeared, almost invisible and incredibly fast.

If you change to other realm kings, I am afraid that you will not be able to react in time.

But Su Yi was like a prophet, and his sword turned.

This wind blade exploded, and the splashing light rain was dazzling.

In the distance, Feng Yunlie licked his lips, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

Boom!

In the vast sky with Su Yi as the center, there suddenly appeared one after another narrow and long wind blades, straight like lightning.

The void was torn apart by countless cracks.

From a distance, the sky will be cut into countless pieces.

The first strike of the nine strikes of Qingluan:

The wind shatters the sky!

"Clan brother, he used the ultimate move!"

Fengshan Lake was surprised.

Qingluan Nine Strikes, the supreme inheritance of the main line of their clan, has the reputation of Qingluan crossing the sky and nine strikes in the world.

It seems that such a blow, released from Fengxingya, can easily kill the realm king in the early stage of the cave realm, and it is enough to threaten the life of the realm king in the middle stage of the cave realm.

Between the heavens and the earth, the wind blades criss-cross, intertwined as fast as lightning, tearing the void apart.

Su Yi, who was trapped in it, was instantly crushed by countless wind blades.

"Dead?"

Fengshan Lake and Feng Muyun widened their eyes.

But between heaven and earth, there was a loud cry from Fengxingya:

"What a speed!"

Boom!

In the extreme distance, Su Yi's figure appeared out of thin air, unscathed.

Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun suddenly reacted, it turned out that the one who was strangled just now was left by Su Yi

An afterimage!

Because he moved so fast, people couldn't react for a while, thinking he was killed.

"Go!"

Between heaven and earth, Fengxingya shouted loudly.

I saw a silver storm burst out from the sky, a thousand feet high, reaching the sky and the earth. As the storm raged, countless wind blades flew out.

The sky and the ground are covered with violent wind blades.

Too scary.

At the same time, Su Yi also shot.

The figure is like a flash of light, moving between heaven and earth, flickering uncertainly.

From a distance, there are countless afterimages belonging to Su Yi, densely packed, seemingly everywhere.

Everything is because Su Yi is too fast.

Boom!

The world is chaotic, and the void is full of sword shadows and wind blades.

The silhouettes of Su Yi and Feng Xingya could not be locked at all.

A showdown in speed.

Fengshanhu and Feng Muyun, who were watching the battle in the distance, both felt chills in their hearts. They used all the power of their souls, but they were unable to capture the silhouettes of both sides of the battle!

Too soon!

It seems that this speed is enough to make most of the world kings have no time to react, and they will die on the spot!

Just a few breaths—

Pfft!

Under the sky, a mass of blood exploded.

Bone is even more visible in some places.

It looks horrible.

At the same time, Su Yi's figure appeared from a distance, shaking his head slightly: "This is it?"

Fengshanhu and Fengmuyun couldn't help but change their expressions in horror, and their hearts hung up.

It should be noted that the inheritance power of their clan is known for its speed, which can be called the best in the world.

But now, Feng Xingya, the king of Dongyu realm from the main line, has been hit hard in the speed competition!

Who can not be surprised?

"What is the Law of the Great Road?"

fengxingya asked.

He was full of injuries, but he didn't care, his eyes were crazy, and he stared at Su Yi in the distance.

"Flying light."

Su Yi said casually.

When he spoke, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Feng Xingya took a deep breath, her body seemed to be burning, and in an instant it turned into a blue luan with a length of a hundred feet, and its wings were raised like a knife that split the sky, slashing out fiercely .

The sky and the earth were suddenly chaotic, and everything was stunned.

At this moment, Qingluan fluttered its wings, as if to break the world.

"The clan brother burned the blood of the mad demon!"

Fengshan Lake trembled.

"God Sunda kills the sky!"

Feng Muyun trembled.

sky!

But at this moment—

Heaven and earth suddenly stand still, like a picture.

An invisible imprisoning force spreads out.

In this strange stillness, Su Yi held the Dao sword in his hand, and his figure flashed across the sky.

Pfft!

But its head was suddenly thrown into the air.

A smooth mirror-like sword mark appeared on the neck.

Immediately, the head and body were annihilated, turning into ashes and dissipating.

In an instant, a sword cut off the head of Fengxingya!

This king from the early stage of the cave realm from the main vein of the Qingluan Spirit Clan was killed by Su Yi's sword in his most powerful strike, and he died. remove!

The domineering and terrifying scene made Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun stunned and lost their minds.

Su Yi took out the wine gourd and took a sip, and said, "If he wants to die, I will give him one. It's reasonable and reasonable, right?"

Fengshanhu's chest heaved and he hissed: "Do you dare to give your name and origin?"

Su Yi laughed and said, "You are not qualified to know, go back and find someone more powerful next time."

After saying that, he turned back to the black cliff.

"Clan brother, let's go."

Feng Muyun said with a trembling voice.

She was frightened, and finally understood how lucky she was to escape from Su Yi last time.

"Our Qingluan Spirit Clan remembers this hatred!"

Fengshanhu put down these words and turned away together with Feng Muyun.

Su Yi did not stop.

On the contrary, he is looking forward to calling some more powerful opponents.

"At the beginning, the Guanzhu used the Taoism in the later stage of the cave to suppress the old fellow of the Qingluan Spiritual Race at the level of the great perfection of the cave, but now, I use the great perfection of the same life to suppress it. A Qingluan Spirit Clan powerhouse in the early days of the Cave Realm...compared to it, it can be considered even better."

Su Yi secretly said.

However, after careful consideration and comparison, he finally found that with his current strength, compared with the spectator at his peak, he is still a long way behind.

Note that the spectator at the peak can easily suppress the Great Perfection character of the Dongyu Realm without using the human sword.

The top giants such as painters, fishermen, and tailors are not opponents of the audience at all!

Su Yi has the experience and memory of the spectator, and roughly judges that only after stepping into the realm of unity can his strength be equal to the spectator at the peak.

And at that time, it means that his Taoism in this life has surpassed the lord!

After all, he is in the reunification realm, and he is on par with the spectator master at the peak of the cave realm, which is enough to prove that his path in this life is far above the spectator master!

"I've been with me for a long time, I'd rather be me."

Su Yi whispers.

Whether Guanzhu, Shen Mu, or Su Xuanjun, they are all his past lives.

Can be called himself.

Using the path of this life to surpass each self in the previous life can naturally be called a contest with oneself.

Su Yi took out the Nanyue Daoyin and continued to practice.

Thunderclouds rolled and the sky darkened.

In a ruined temple amidst the ruins.

Fengyunlie, who was wearing a purple jade robe and a jade crown, put away the animal skin map, got up from the ground, and said, "The time has come, we should set off."

"Young Master, Xingya they haven't come back yet."

The old man in white reminded.

"Send a message to them and ask them to go to the 'Wuchao Ruins' to find us after they return."

Fengyunlie casually ordered.

At this moment, a bitter and sad voice sounded outside the broken temple:

"Young Master, Elder Xingya... passed away!"

Boom!

The sky is thundering.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they all changed.

Feng Yunlie put his hands behind his back and frowned.