Su Yiwen Lingzhao

"yes."

The middle-aged man in Jinyi was about to leave.

Su Yi glanced at the young maids in the hall, and said, "You guys should leave too, I have something to talk to my classmates later."

The middle-aged man in Jin Yi waved his hand, and hurried away with the maids.

"You can all watch for a while, and leave other matters to me alone."

Su Yi glanced at Huang Qianjun, Feng Xiaofeng and the others, and softly warned.

Soon, Chen Jinlong and his party filed in.

The middle-aged man in Jinyi quietly closed the door.

"Su Yi, it's really you!"

When he saw Su Yi who was sitting at the top, Chen Jinlong's eyes widened, the last trace of luck in his heart was completely shattered, and his face became stiff.

Others also looked like hell.

"Feng Xiaofeng!"

Nian Yunqiao's face turned gloomy, full of surprise and doubt.

No one expected that what Yan Chengrong said was true!

This is unbelievable.

A pair of trash who were scorned and disdainful by them, actually sat and had a feast in a place that neither of them had the right to enter!

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 astonishment, she subconsciously said, "Senior Brother Xiaofeng, which big man brought you here?"

There was bitterness and hatred in Feng Xiaofeng's eyebrows, and he said coldly: "I am no longer your senior brother, why should I answer you?"

Yu Qian's expression froze, and she sighed softly.

And her words also reminded Chen Jinlong and others.

They scanned their eyes, but found out in confusion that there was no "big shot" among them!

"Junior Brother Su Yi, I didn't expect you to be able to sit here and have a banquet."

Chen Jinlong stabilized his mind, sighed with emotion, and then smiled, "We haven't seen each other for more than a year. If Yan Chengrong hadn't said that you were here, I wouldn't have believed it was true."

Yan Chengrong coughed dryly, and said, "Senior Brother Su Yi, won't you invite me to sit down? This is not the way to treat guests."

Huang Ganjun sneered and said, "Boy, do you want me to recall for you what you said just now at the gate of Fengyuanzhai?"

Yan Chengrong was momentarily at a loss for words.

Chen Jinlong was sullen in his heart, but he said with a smile: "This must be a misunderstanding, don't talk about it, I'm waiting here, just want to see Su Yi and Feng Xiaofeng, I don't plan to stay for a long time."

Su Yi has been sitting there, playing with a suet jade cup in his hand, with a casual demeanor and indifferent eyes, never saying a word.

But this plain and arrogant attitude made Chen Jinlong and the others very angry.

In any case, they came to visit on their own initiative, but Su Yi sat there and didn't show it at all, and it was too embarrassing!

If it weren't for the weird and abnormal things tonight, they would have lost their temper long ago.

Chen Jinlong forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, forced a smile and said: "Since Junior Brother Su Yi doesn't welcome us, then we will leave."

He regretted it very much in his heart. He knew that he should have listened to Li Moyun and should not come here impulsively.

The others were also uncomfortable and did not want to stay any longer.

"Hmph, what are you proud of, so what if you can sit here, you are not a **** who has lost all cultivation, and will not be able to practice for the rest of his 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 calmly: "Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, what do you guys think of this place?"

Chen Jinlong suddenly turned around, looked at Su Yi like lightning, and said with a gloomy expression, "Su Yi, what do you mean?"

The others were already upset, but when they saw that Chen Jinlong was about to lose his temper, they also turned around and stopped, all looking at Su Yi with a bad look on their faces.

"Su Yi, what Yan Chengrong said is not bad. You have lost all your cultivation, so what if you can sit on the ninth floor? After all, you are no longer a warrior!"

A charming woman sneered coldly, "Also, we're not here to find trouble. This is Fengyuan Zhai after all! It's a place where big shots dare not make trouble!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Jinlong and the others felt a burst of joy in their hearts.

When they found that there were no big names at the banquet, they were inexplicably relieved.

But at this moment, when they were reminded by the charming woman that what they were facing was nothing but a waste, everyone's mentality also quietly changed.

Although he still didn't dare to mess around without authorization, he was also full of confidence, as if he had finally regained some sense of superiority.

Martial artist, how can it be compared to a waste?

Nian Yunqiao also sneered, looked at Feng Xiaofeng unscrupulously, and said sinisterly:

"Everyone, please look, if our junior brother Feng is really lucky and hugged his thigh, why is his clothes so old and shabby?"

"Look, everyone, that broken wheelchair is still covered with mud. How can this be the style of a person who has made a fortune?"

Speaking of this, he himself couldn't help laughing out loud.

The others were startled at first, and their eyes suddenly became strange.

That's right, if Su Yi and the others had achieved success, how could Feng Xiaofeng still be so shabby, no different than beggars on the street?

And, it wasn't just Feng Xiaofeng, the young man beside him was sallow and thin, with flustered eyes, reserved and restless, obviously he was the bottom of the mud legs!

This discovery made Chen Jinlong and the others dissipate a lot of surprise and suspicion, and their eyes were also filled with jokes, pleasure, and excitement.

"Tell me, did we almost get bluffed by these two trash just now?"

Someone said angrily.

Yan Chengrong said maliciously: "No, it's true that they are trash, and it's true that this is the ninth floor of Fengyuan Zhai, but why they can appear here is intriguing."

Chen Jinlong said directly: "Su Yi, do you want to give us an explanation?"

With a sneer on his lips and contempt in his eyes, he only felt that his fighting spirit was high, and he no longer had the previous surprise, boredom and fear.

With a calm expression, Su Yi drank the wine in the mutton fat jade cup in one gulp, got up from the seat, and walked towards Chen Jinlong.

His eyes are deep and indifferent, calm and calm.

But when he saw Su Yi approaching, Chen Jinlong was startled at first, as if wondering what Su Yi was going to do.

And when he touched Su Yi's emotionless eyes, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, and a layer of goosebumps appeared all over his body.

At that moment, he seemed to be aware of the fatal danger coming, almost instinctively, he drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed the blade at Su Yi, and said sharply:

"stop!"

Before the words fell, Su Yi's right index finger had already lightly tapped on the edge of the sword that was close at hand.

Click!

The long sword that cut iron like mud broke inch by inch, and the fragments flew out.

And Chen Jinlong's wrist, which was holding the hilt of the sword, was also fractured, and it was actually broken by the force of this finger!

"you…"

Chen Jinlong screamed in pain, and just about to dodge, Su Yi's right hand was lightly pressed on his shoulder.

boom!

As if a gigantic cauldron was pressing on him, Chen Jinlong's knees softened and he fell to his knees, the floor made of red carpet made a dull trembling sound when it hit.

Broken Sword!

Severe wrist!

Kneel down!

It all happened and ended in the blink of an eye.

The hall became dead silent.

Nian Yunqiao, Yan Chengrong and the others were all frightened and stood there in a daze.

Chen Jinlong is an inner disciple of the Qinghe Sword Mansion, the strongest among them, he has the cultivation base of the blood-moving state and the bone-refinement Dzogchen, and he is only one step away from entering the Qi-gathering state.

But now, it's like a piece of paper, being suppressed by Su Yi in an understatement!

Who can not be surprised by this?

Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help but gasp, he only found out about Su Yi's recovery today.

But he didn't expect that even Chen Jinlong, an outstanding inner disciple, would look so unbearable in front of him!

Feng Xiaoran opened his deep and crystal eyes wide, staring at Su Yi's slender figure, his small face was full of admiration and infatuation.

Only Huang Ganjun showed a sneer. As a dude, he naturally knows the dude best.

In his opinion, the virtues of these clan children are not even as good as his own back then.

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'll kill you."

A light and fluttering sentence, but there seemed to be a murderous intent hidden in it, which made Chen Jinlong's whole body stiff, and his heart felt cold.

"Su Yi, this is Fengyuanzhai, how dare you make trouble here, aren't you afraid of death?"

Yan Chengrong yelled, and the expressions of the others also changed wildly.

At this time, who would not understand that Su Yi, who was regarded as a useless person by them, had already recovered and became extremely terrifying!

This fact is like a sap, hitting them **** the head, making it difficult for them to accept for a while.

Snapped!

Yan Chengrong didn't even have time to react, so he was slapped on the face so hard that he spun three times on the spot, staggered and squatted on the ground, his left cheek was sunken and red and swollen, and blood was gurgling from his nose and mouth, like he was killing a pig. screams.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, a touch of the sword's edge touched his throat, and when he looked up, he saw Su Yi holding the long sword in his hand, and said indifferently: "You are not afraid of death, just call and try."

Yan Chengrong trembled all over, and closed his mouth firmly.

"Go, call someone!"

Nian Yunqiao let out a low cry, and raised his foot to run away.

"Did I let you go?"

In the indifferent voice, the Chenfeng sword in Su Yi's hand groaned clearly, and stabbed out in an instant.

puff! puff!

Nian Yunqiao suffered severe pain in his knees and knelt on the ground. His kneecaps were cut off from the skin to the flesh, and blood poured all over the ground.

"ah-!"

Yu Qian, who was following Nianyun Bridge, was so frightened that her face turned pale, she screamed, her delicate body stood there, not daring to move.

Seeing this, the others didn't dare to move any more, and their faces turned pale with fright.

"Su Yi, we have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you treat us like this?"

A charming woman trembled.

She had sneered and ridiculed before, saying that this place is Fengyuanzhai, even if Su Yi hugged her thigh, she would not dare to make trouble here.

But now, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were tearing apart, and his eyes were full of panic.

"No injustice or enmity?"

Su Yi said indifferently, "Shouldn't there be a price to pay for being a tiger's minion?"

He raised the Chenfeng sword in his hand, the back of the sword was like an iron whip, and slapped the woman's face fiercely.

boom!

The woman's cheekbones were shattered, and her teeth fell off. Amidst the screams of pain, she fell hard not far away, her face was covered with blood, and she was so painful that she couldn't get up.

Huang Qianjun not far away couldn't help gasping, Brother Su is ruthless! He doesn't even show mercy to beautiful women!

"Su Yi, what exactly 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 full of resentment.

The **** aura began to pervade the huge Shanhe Palace, which was so oppressive that people could hardly breathe.

All eyes were focused on Su Yi alone.

The young man is dressed in a green robe like jade, standing with a sword in his hand.

Indifferent as a god.

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