The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

This night was destined to be restless.

Fengyuanzhai.

In a private room,

Mrs. Cuiyun looked at the news that had just been sent back, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyebrows.

"Sir, my people have received accurate information. Just half an hour ago, a guy suspected of being a tuberculosis ghost Chu Silang appeared near Hulu Alley in the city..."

She told the news in detail.

Zhu Guqing, who was sitting opposite, seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. He immediately stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

After that, he left directly.

"Calabash Alley...Wait a minute, why did I forget that Su Yi's place is not in Calabash Alley?"

Mrs. Cuiyun slapped her forehead suddenly, and when she was about to remind Zhu Guqing, the latter had already disappeared.

"Forget it, it's better to do less than to do more, especially when it comes to the boy named Su. If we can, we won't get involved!"

Mrs. Cuiyun's appearance suddenly changed.

When she thought of the two bloody things that happened in Shanhe Palace, she felt her head was as big as a bucket and her mood became depressed.

…

"Sir, it has been found out that Mr. Su now lives in Hulu Alley."

Late at night, in an inn in the city, Zhang Yiren spoke in a deep voice.

Wu Linghou Chen Zheng nodded and said: "Okay, I will visit him tomorrow. You go and prepare the single horn of the fourth-level 'Green Fire Deer' for me. Since it is a visit, you can't go empty-handed."

Zhang Yiren smiled and said: "My subordinates have already prepared it for you. By the way, will you gain anything from your trip to Qinghe Jianfu this time?"

Chen Zheng said: "We did find a few good seedlings, but there was something unexpected at Mucangtu."

"Accident?" Zhang Yiren was stunned.

"Mucangtu has planned to step down as the master of the palace, live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, concentrate on the art of swordsmanship, and no longer care about worldly disputes."

Chen Zheng frowned slightly, "It is said that he was defeated at the hands of an extremely powerful young man, but there is no way of knowing who this young man is."

Zhang Yiren took a breath and said: "Mucangtu is known as 'Qinghe can crush half the city with one sword'. How strong and solid is the foundation of martial arts? How could such a person who has been famous for many years fail?"

"There are only a few undefeated people in this world."

Chen Zheng's expression was calm and calm, "As powerful as the Xiantian Wuzong, who dares to say that he is invincible? As for those land gods, they are destined to go through countless bloody and ups and downs before embarking on the path of Yuandao cultivation."

After a pause, he sighed softly: "However, I really didn't expect that Mucangtu would be defeated by a young man. I don't know who this young man is."

Zhang Yiren suddenly said: "Sir, could it be... Mr. Su?"

Chen Zheng was startled and said: "It's hard to say. According to what you said, although Su Yi had the power to kill a grandmaster with a sword, the guy he killed on the boat at that time was already at the end of his strength. Su Yi was able to win because he had a large amount of power. Cheap."

Immediately, he shook his head and said, "Don't talk about this. I will ask him when I visit him tomorrow."

…

Waves on the sand.

A very famous brothel in Yunhe County.

In a secret room, Cha Jin coughed violently, her beautiful face was pale and almost transparent, and there was a trace of exhaustion and pain that could not be concealed between her eyebrows.

Today, although she was lucky enough to escape from Zhuo'an's residence, her internal organs were damaged due to the use of a forbidden technique.

On one side, a young man with a handsome and feminine appearance in a red robe said angrily: "That Su Yi is too cruel!"

He was about twenty years old, with long hair disheveled and a jade belt wrapped around his waist. When he looked at the tea brocade, his eyes were filled with pity.

"I took advantage of him, and he was naturally resentful."

Cha Jin took a deep breath and said with lingering fear, "But having said that, even I didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying character like him in Yunhe County, a remote place in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

The red-robed young man was silent for a moment and said, "Do you think he, like Qing Jin, is a descendant of the Qianlong Sword Sect, the first holy land in the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

Cha Jin's beautiful eyes narrowed and she shook her head and said: "Qing Jin is also at the Qi Gathering Realm, but her combat power can only compete with the Grandmaster at best. But Su Yi is different. Killing the Grandmaster is like killing a chicken and a monkey. So easy!”

Her eyes filled with memories, "Senior brother, you don't know at all. Su Yi is obviously just a seventeen-year-old boy, but when I face him, I feel like I am facing a god in the sky."

The red-robed young man frowned and said disapprovingly: "Junior sister, you only feel this way because you were frightened by him."

He changed the topic and said: "However, I have to admit that Su Yi is indeed a monster-like character. Including Qin Wenyuan and Nan Wenxiang, three master figures have died in his hands. Put it aside In our sect, only the 'Seven Sons of the Moon' have such ability."

Moon Wheel Seven Sons!

The seven most core true successors of the Yuelun Sect are known as the shining sun of the younger generation of the sect. In the future, they can easily point their swords at the peerless prodigies of the Yuandao Realm!

"The Seventh Son of the Moon..."

There was an imperceptible hint of envy in her beautiful tea-brown eyes.

After all, secular power cannot be compared with the spiritual power that transcends the secular world.

Warriors in the secular world are destined to be impossible to compare with the strong ones in the cultivating forces.

The gap is so big, it's like being separated by two realms.

Suddenly, Chajin coughed violently again, and her face turned pale.

Seeing this, the red-robed young man's brows filled with boundless hatred and said, "Tomorrow, I'll go meet Su Yi for a while!"

"don't want!"

Cha Jin's face changed drastically, "Senior brother, that guy is too scary. Not to mention someone like you who has just become a grandmaster, even an established grandmaster is no match for him. Don't be impulsive."

"Don't worry, I won't be stupid enough to fight."

The young man in red robe said softly, "When I left the sect this time, I brought a treasure with me. With this treasure, even if it cannot kill him, it is enough to severely injure him!"

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and a seven-inch flying sword appeared. The blade was covered in dense and strange talisman cloud patterns, glowing with a heart-stopping blue sheen.

"Destroy Evil Sword Talisman?"

The tea brocade is moving.

This is a secret treasure refined by the land gods themselves, and it contains terrifying power that can kill the master.

"Yes, this is a gift from Uncle Zhao. It has been nurtured and tempered by the power of Yuandao for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. Only the masters can reluctantly use the power of this treasure."

"No character under the Grand Master can withstand the power of this sword."

"According to Uncle Zhao, this sword can be used three times. This time, let's try it with Su Yi!"

The red-robed young man's eyes were burning.

However, when he thought that such a secret treasure would be wasted on Su Yi, he always felt a little worthless.

"Senior brother, I still think that if we can win Su Yi into our camp, that would be the best choice."

Cha Jin said seriously.

"Junior sister, you don't understand. It seems that such characters are all arrogant and have their eyes above their heads. Only true power can force them to bow their heads!"

The red-robed young man said coldly.

Cha Jin sighed in his heart, knowing that it was useless to try to dissuade him.

…

The night gradually fades and the light of dawn emerges.

Outside Calabash Alley.

"Old Dao, I have asked the neighbors nearby. The residents in that courtyard are just a group of young people in their teens. None of them are worth paying attention to."

Chu Silang yawned and said lazily.

He got up early today and visited the neighborhood. After repeated confirmations, he finally concluded that there was no character worthy of vigilance in the courtyard where Weng Yunqi had gone.

"Don't be careless. Since this old man, Weng Yunqi, has come here, he must have some agenda. This means that the owner of that courtyard may not be as simple as we imagined."

Taoist Xueheng's eyes flashed.

Liu Xianglan smiled and said: "This matter is easy to handle. Let's go to the courtyard first and find out the details of those young people. If they are really troublesome people, we will evacuate immediately. If not, we can occupy that courtyard , sit back and wait, waiting for Weng Yunqi to come to your door."

"That's fine."

Master Xueheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

If there really is a character among those young people who threatens them enough, even if Weng Yunqi appears, they may not have a chance to take action.

In the final analysis, it is safest to find out the situation first.

Master Xueheng warned: "Please be polite later and don't let others mistakenly think that we are looking for trouble."

With that said, he stepped into Calabash Alley.

Chu Silang and Liu Xianglan followed closely behind.

Arriving in front of Zhuo'an's small residence, Master Xueheng straightened his clothes, showed a warm smile on his face, and reached out to knock on the door.

"who?"

Huang Ganjun's voice sounded in the courtyard.

Master Xueheng smiled and said: "I am a resident nearby. Last night, a wonton vendor outside this alley died tragically on the street, so I came here to visit the neighborhood to see if I could find some clues related to the murderer."

There is nothing wrong with this, because it was Weng Yunqi who killed the hawker.

In the courtyard.

Huang Qianjun looked at Su Yi who was resting in the pavilion.

Su Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Last night, Nan Wenxiang was killed first and Cha Jin was scared away, followed closely by Weng Yunqi.

This series of events made Su Yi aware that it would be difficult for Zhuo'an Xiaoju to calm down again in the next period of time.

But I never thought that someone would come to my door early this morning.

"Junior Brother Feng, you and Xiaoran go back to the room first."

Su Yi said, waving towards Huang Qianjun, gesturing for the latter to open the door.

He wanted to see who was coming.

Squeak~

The door opens.

Huang Qianjun glanced at the three people outside the door, his heart trembled, and he said with a smile: "May I ask the names of the three neighbors?"

"Can I go in and talk?"

Master Xueheng slightly cupped his hands and smiled warmly.

Huang Qianjun smiled brightly and said: "I'm rude, please come in quickly."

With that said, he welcomed Master Xueheng and the others in.

"Who is this?"

Master Xueheng saw Su Yi lying in the wicker chair in the pavilion at a glance.

"This is my young master."

Huang Ganjun said softly.

Master Xueheng said "oh", strode forward, stood outside the pavilion, smiled and said politely: "I have met the young master."

Su Yi sat there motionless and said calmly, "Tell me why you are here."

Master Xueheng's pupils shrank.

Liu Xianglan on one side smiled and said: "Look, this little brother is also a master who can't get rid of the dirt in his eyes. If we keep secretive, we will be embarrassed."

As she said that, her eyes fell on the soul-nurturing gourd beside Su Yi's waist, and there was a strange color in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

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