Su Yiwen Lingzhao

The figure of Saint Child of Nirvana is as high as a pine, and when he walks out of the hall and stands at will, he has a mighty power like swallowing mountains and rivers.

From a distance, the old blind man raised his head slightly as if he was aware of it, and said, "Sir, there is something strange about this kid."

Su Yi said lightly: "Do you feel that his age is not right? Is his cultivation wrong?"

The old blind man nodded: "Exactly."

"It's normal. Sealing its vitality and cultivation with a secret method is enough to allow it to survive the ups and downs of endless years. Until the seal is broken, it can wake up from the silence."

Su Yi said disapprovingly, "It's just that this kind of secret technique is often mastered in the imperial lineage, and the use of such secret techniques not only consumes a lot of divine resources, but the caster also needs to pay a certain price. "

"Family Insights!"

In the distance, Saint Son Nirvana rubbed his palms in admiration, "I suspected before that, like me, you are both characters who survived the 30,000-year dark ancient ban. Now it seems that, as expected, in this way."

The old blind man couldn't help grinning, and said contemptuously: "Little guy, your eyesight is worse than my old blind man.

What a joke, if Su Yi also survived the silence of endless years, with the power of their ghost lights, they can sense it immediately.

"Isn't it?"

The Holy Son of Nirvana frowned, as if surprised.

Immediately, he shook his head and said with a smile, "Whether it is or not, it is not important at this time, is it?"

"For a dying man, none of this really matters."

Su Yi said, and walked forward.

The eyes of Saint Nirvana burst into purple light, staring at Su Yi who is approaching, "Do you want to do it? Well, I also want to see how powerful you are!"

When he spoke, his sleeves were bulging, and he suddenly reached out and slapped his palm out.

In the void, an illusory purple palm print condensed, surging with strands of obscure Dao rhyme, shrouded in the sky towards Su Yi.

Boom!

Daoguang shook, and the void was chaotic.

And you must know that Nirvana Saint Son's cultivation is only at the Yuanfu level!

"It is worthy of being the Son of Nirvana!"

Lengyue and other Yin Shamen cultivators looked at them from a distance, and they all felt astonished.

Boom!

The purple palm print struck, Su Yi didn't even look at it, he swiped his palm with a finger, like a knife cutting tofu, the purple palm print split into two and exploded in the void.

"This..."

Leng Yue et al.

The old blind man sighed and praised: "What a hand knife! It seems simple, but it is invincible. It's amazing, wonderful!"

This is not entirely flattering. Before, although the old blind man was sure that Su Yi had something to do with the "debt collector", he had never seen Su Yi take action.

In addition, Su Yi only cultivated in the realm of inedias, making it difficult for the old blind to treat Su Yi as a master.

But now, when he saw Su Yi's blow, the old blind man finally realized that, compared with those cultivators in the world, Su Yi's Taoism and power can be used by evil spirits. old description!

"It's interesting."

Boom!

It is like a **** moving mountains and rivers and throwing them into the world!

I have to say that this Son of Nirvana is indeed very strong, far surpassing the monks in the same realm, and it can even make the people in the secular star-gathering realm bow their heads!

In Su Yi's eyes, this person's Taoism is at best similar to that of "Ancient Cangning".

Seeing that Su Yi didn't even look at it, he swiped his palm again.

Click!

In the diffused light, Su Yi's figure appeared out of thin air, suddenly appeared in front of Saint Son Nirvana, and patted it with a fluttering palm.

Whoosh!

"Where are the people?"

"What a powerful escape technique!"

The old blind man's face changed slightly, at this moment, even he could not perceive the trace of the Nirvana Son.

This bizarre scene is undoubtedly creepy.

Shout!

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded in the void beside Su Yi.

Faster than the sound of the wind, was a swift, almost transparent purple spear that stabbed Su Yi's back.

This blow, if you switch to other cultivators, I am afraid that it will be too late to react, let alone resist.

But Su Yi seemed to have eyes behind him, his figure moved a foot to one side, and his right index finger was a little in the void.

Clang!

As if struck by lightning, the purple spear tip made a violent collision sound and sparks scattered.

Not far away in the void, the figure of Saint Son Nirvana also appeared staggered, and a dignified expression appeared on his handsome cheeks.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Holy Son of Nirvana's stealth technique is so strange and powerful, who would have thought that it was blocked like this.

"The last one comes first, and the enemy comes first, wonderful!"

The old blind man thumbs up.

Holy Son Nirvana's expression is uncertain, the long spear in his hand is purple, and his sharp edge is obviously a great treasure.

But when facing Su Yi, he is already a formidable enemy!

"I still think you are so capable, it is nothing more than mastering a secret stealth technique related to the rhythm of the wind."

A trace of disdain appeared on Su Yi's lips, and he slapped it directly.

Shhh!

The figure of Saint Son Nirvana disappeared again.

Su Yi raised his brows slightly, the wind's rhythm is very special, because the wind is invisible, used in the secret method of stealth, it is like the free wind between heaven and earth, as long as there is air flow, the wind will appears everywhere.

Ordinary cultivator's spiritual sense simply can't see through the other person's figure.

However, this is not difficult for Su Yi.

There are countless ways in his hand to force the opponent out and show the original shape.

But he didn't.

In this case, it is very easy for the other party to perceive something bad and take the opportunity to escape.

A guy who controls the rhythm of the wind is no ordinary difficulty to escape and leave him behind.

Shout! laugh! laugh!

Suddenly, in all directions where Su Yi was standing, there was a slight wind chirping.

"Dead!"

A loud shout resounded.

The terrifying killing aura completely drowned the void where Su Yi was standing.

Undoubtedly, this is the ultimate move of Saint Son Nirvana!

But at this moment, I saw Su Yi smiling slightly, saying:

: "Caught you."

Boom!

His slender figure suddenly unfolded, and the unparalleled purple spears exploded all over the sky, disintegrating like rain!

Almost at the same time, Su Yi swept into the air, his palms were like swords, and he suddenly slashed out.

The Sword Sutra of Great Joy - Travel the Ten Directions!

Clang!

And the figure of the Nirvana Son was forced out.

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However, the Holy Son of Nirvana is indeed not ordinary. In the face of such killings, a purple spear swung the water and was not injured.

Happy Sword Sutra, split mountains and seas!

"Not good!"

Saint Son of Nirvana changed color completely.

Clang! !

The sword energy collided with the purple spear, producing an earth-shattering explosion, and the purple spear flew away and shot backwards.

The whole person of Saint Son Nirvana was smashed to the ground by this blow, the ground collapsed, and a big hole cracked.

Pfft!

The audience was silent and silent.

With one sword, the Son of Nirvana was crushed!

"This kind of kendo... is too fierce..."

The old blind man couldn't help but gasp.

Ask yourself, back then when he was in the realm of inedias, although he also looked down on most of his peers in the underworld, he was regarded as the seed of cultivation that was rare in a thousand years.

But compared with Su Yi, it is obviously much worse!

At this time, Su Yi didn't hold back, and killed Son Nirvana again.

At this moment of extreme crisis, I saw Saint Son Nirvana grit his teeth sharply, opening his mouth and spitting.

Shhh!

A silver light appeared.

Su Yi's pupils condensed slightly, and the rushing figure suddenly stopped, and then avoided far away.

Boom!

When the smoke and dust dispersed, this magnificent palace and the grounds in front of the palace turned into a piece of scorched earth!

It's not that they don't want to hide, it's that they don't have time to hide!

In the arena, Su Yi's figure was completely unscathed, only his brows were wrinkled.

The Holy Son of Nirvana took this opportunity to escape.