Chapter 232
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Su Yi smiled and said, "I'm not a god operator, how can I know this?"
After a pause, he said: "However, looking at this movement, the sealed power, whether it is a treasure or a living creature, is destined to be extraordinary."
Ning Xiu and Shen Jiusong's eyes lined up.
If it is a heavy treasure, it is naturally a great creation.
But if it is a living creature, it is probably an unpredictable disaster!
Boom!
The sky trembled and the roar continued for a long time.
Suddenly, there was a sharp and harsh hissing sound in the distance, and a red cloud that covered the sky and the sun was quickly rushing towards this side.
If you look closely, there are hundreds of blood-colored ominous birds, with wings that are about 10 feet long, like red copper juice poured, glowing with flame, and their claws are like golden sharp blades.
And its head is like a ferocious ghost, with blue face and fangs, scarlet pupils, and the screams are harsh and unpleasant like Jin Ge rubbing.
Ghostly Blood Harrier!
Ning Xi's pupils condensed slightly.
This is a seventh-order ferocious bird. It is naturally capable of manipulating fire waves. It is fierce and surly, and it flies into the air, which is enough to threaten the character of the first-level master.
The most terrifying thing is that the Ghost-faced Blood Harriers are dispatched in groups, which is like a group of grandmasters traveling in the sky!
"Run away!"
Shen Jiusong also had a tingling scalp, and his face changed.
Once besieged by these hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers, he is a person in the fifth level of the master, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die!
Moreover, the ghost-faced blood harriers are notorious for their lives, but any target they are staring at will definitely never die.
Ning Siji also had the desire to retreat, and did not want to be entangled with such a vicious bird.
But at this moment, Su Yi laughed and finally met some worthy opponents. How could he not be happy in his heart?
Chang Chang stretched his waist, Su Yi said, "Let me deal with these evil beasts, and you can help me collect their sharp beaks later."
Before he could finish his words, his figure flickered and he rushed forward abruptly.
Swish!
Qingpao hunted, Su Yi jumped to the top of a mountain, and with a clang, Yu Xuanjian was already in his right hand.
Standing at will, if you have an unruly demeanor like an immortal, the aura emanating from your body is like a divine sword in the sky, arrogant and arrogant!
Ning Siba was stunned, but she stopped talking.
"This……"
Shen Jiusong's heart tensed, this is hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers!
But it seems that Su Yi is not only not afraid, but looks happy when he sees his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Su is not an ordinary person, so his actions are also extraordinary. Let's wait and see."
Ning Xi whispered softly.
Boom!
The ghost-faced blood harriers that covered the sky and the sun had roared, and their wings were burning as if they were burning, releasing scorching fire waves.
Wherever they passed, the rocks and trees were turned to ashes, and the sight was terrifying.
Clang!
At this moment, a wisp of clear sword sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Su Yi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, his sleeves waving and the Yu Xuan sword pierced out of the sky.
Immediately, a ten-zhang-long sword-like blue sword swept out and swept across the sky.
Puff puff!
In an instant, hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers were torn apart, and those who were swept away by the sword energy were all torn apart like paper.
Blood and withered feathers splattered down.
With a single strike, he cut off more than 20 ghost-faced blood harriers comparable to the first-level grandmaster!
But also because of this sword, the army of ghost-faced blood harriers was completely angered. These ferocious birds who were not afraid of death all made a scream like biting their eardrums, and their feathers slapped frantically.
Boom!
Looking from a distance, hundreds of ominous birds swept towards Su Yi on the top of the mountain like a storm of flames that covered the sky.
In that waiting scene, Shen Jiusong was in a cold sweat, and her heart was hanging in her throat.
Ning Sijia also frowned slightly, and clenched the Qingyan Remnant Moon Halberd in her palm, intending to help Su Yi when necessary.
But at this time, Su Yi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, had a very arrogant and unrestrained attitude.
In an instant, one after another sword qi swept out.
Some are like pulling up the water of the galaxy and overturning the earth.
Some are like swords splitting mountains and seas, moving forward.
Some are as dazzling as the sun and the moon.
Some divisions are turbid and invincible.
Some swords are pouring like a torrential rain, cruising in the ten directions, covering the eight poles.
some……
Every sword energy presents a unique charm that is enough to shake the world, its power is unpredictable and wonderful.
This is the mystery of [The Great Joy of Swords], and now it has been interpreted by Su Yi in an unrestrained manner.
Around his slender figure, there was a fish-like sword energy lingering around him. It was bright and crystal clear, translucent and pure, and the sword energy that Yu Xuan Sword chopped out in the sound of clanging and clear chants all carried a mysterious and mysterious rhythm.
So much so that when the sword qi crossed the sky, it seemed to show all kinds of incredible visions.
And under such slaughter—
Groups after groups of ghost-faced blood harriers were beheaded, their limbs and wings were flying, and the shrill screams were endless.
The blood is pouring!
Seeing that scene, Shen Jiusong was dazzled and trembled.
At the Xishan Tea Party, Su Yi had shown enough combat power to shock the world. Qin Changshan, who was as powerful as the fifth-level Grandmaster, was not his opponent.
But at this time, Su Yi was completely different.
He is like a savage and unrestrained sword fairy, fighting on the top of the mountain.
That soaring, domineering, and stern attitude is completely different from his usual indifferent temperament.
Like a fairy among people, wielding swords like splashing ink, killing the world spinning, blood rains all over the mountains and rivers!
"This……"
Shen Jiusong was deeply shocked. Is this the real power of Su Yi's battle?
Ning Xi was also stunned there.
It was also the first time she had seen Su Yi's flamboyant look, as sharp as a sword, with a sword in hand, and an invincible demeanor.
"Cut!" "Cut!" "Cut!"
On the top of the mountain, Su Yi was on the rise, and he no longer retained it.
Swallowing up the mighty qi alone, exhaling the joyful wind of a lifetime!
The essence of the Great Happiness Sword Sutra is to be free and unfettered like the wind, just seeking a pleasure and happiness.
When both body and mind are integrated into swordsmanship, the sword qi also has a hearty and unparalleled charm.
Just for a moment.
The army of hundreds of thousands of ghost-faced blood harriers like a fiery storm was smashed to pieces by the incomparable sword energy.
The corpses of Mizaza were mixed in the waterfall-like blood rain and fell rustling, so that the heaven and earth were filled with a rich blood that could not be dissolved.
In the end, there were only hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers left, and they fled in a panic, screaming shrill and frightened.
This made both Ning Xiu and Shen Jiusong look like they were living in a ghost. Doesn't it mean that the ghost-faced blood harrier is not afraid of death?
Doesn't it mean that they are not afraid of death, and they will never die?
How did you escape! ?
On the top of the mountain, Su Yi was stunned for a moment, the burning intent in his eyes faded little by little, regaining clarity, and the unbridled power on his body also subsided and disappeared.
There was some regret in his heart, and he was still unfulfilled.
This seventh-order monster... is still a little weaker after all...
huh~
Breathing out a long breath, Su Yi glanced at the ghost-faced blood harrier corpses piled up in the nearby area, without any hesitation, he sat cross-legged and began to meditate.
Although this battle only lasted for a moment, it consumed him a lot.
Ning Xiu took a deep look at Su Yi, who was meditating cross-legged, and said to Shen Jiusong who was beside her, "Hold your hand and collect the sharp beaks of those ghost-faced blood harriers."
Hearing this, Shen Jiusong came back to her senses like waking up from a dream, and hurriedly acted with Ning Siyu.
It's just that he couldn't calm down.
In this battle, the mighty Ghost-faced Blood Harrier army was killed by Su Yi alone, completely subverting his cognition.
After all, who would have thought that a young man in the Qi Gathering Realm would possess such terrifying and unbelievable kendo accomplishments?
"Palace Ning, how do I feel, Young Master Su is like the reincarnation of an immortal in the sky, not like a person in this world."
While collecting the sharp beaks of the ghost-faced blood harriers, Shen Jiusong finally couldn't hold back and said in a low voice.
Ning Sijia was startled, her eyes were subtle, and she asked, "Do you think there are really immortals in the sky?"
Shen Jiusong smiled wryly and shook his head: "Who knows."
"Everyone has their own secrets, and there is never a shortage of mysterious people in this world."
Ning Si said, "When you set foot on the path of Yuandao cultivation, you will understand that the so-called 'land gods' is just a title in this world, and in the eyes of a real great monk, the path of Yuandao , is nothing more than the first step beyond the mundane."
Shen Jiusong was silent.
Although he has been acting together with Su Yi and Ning Sihua so far, although the time has been short, the strength and understanding of cultivation they have shown have impacted his cognition again and again and subverted his imagination.
It was only then that he realized that even if he was one of the nobles and held the power of the world, he was still too shallow and ignorant in the way of cultivation!
That taste is like opening a brand new door in front of you and seeing a strange new world.
Its shock and impact can be imagined how big.
After a long time, Shen Jiusong couldn't hold back his inner emotions and asked in a low voice, "Palace Ning, do you think Shen has a chance to become a real monk in this life?"
Ning Si was stunned for a moment, and said meaningfully: "If you work hard on your own, you may only have a little hope, but if someone is willing to give you a hand, it's just stepping on the path of Yuan Dao, and it's absolutely nothing. "
Shen Jiusong was shocked, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Su Yi who was sitting on the top of the mountain meditating.
After a while, he bowed to Ning Sijia and said, "Thank you, Palace Master Ning, for your guidance, Shen Mou understands!"
Ning Xiu didn't say much more, some words were enough to stop at the end. Whether Shen Jiusong could seize such an opportunity depends on Su Yi's mind.
After half an hour.
From the piles of corpses, the two collected more than 500 intact ghost-faced blood harriers with sharp beaks, golden and golden, piled up into a hill.
This is a rare third-order spiritual material, which can be ground into powder and used as medicine, and can also be used for refining, which has the magical effect of nourishing the spirituality of weapons.
In Da Zhou, just such a bunch of sharp beaks can be exchanged for at least one hundred third-grade spirit stones!
Mountains in the distance.
Su Yiwu meditated freely, with traces of Dao Gang lingering all over his body, as still as a rock.
Seeing this, Ning Siyu and Shen Jiusong could only continue to wait.
Another half hour passed.
Before Su Yi woke up from the meditation, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky in the distance.
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Su Yi smiled and said, "I'm not a god operator, how can I know this?"
After a pause, he said: "However, looking at this movement, the sealed power, whether it is a treasure or a living creature, is destined to be extraordinary."
Ning Xiu and Shen Jiusong's eyes lined up.
If it is a heavy treasure, it is naturally a great creation.
But if it is a living creature, it is probably an unpredictable disaster!
Boom!
The sky trembled and the roar continued for a long time.
Suddenly, there was a sharp and harsh hissing sound in the distance, and a red cloud that covered the sky and the sun was quickly rushing towards this side.
If you look closely, there are hundreds of blood-colored ominous birds, with wings that are about 10 feet long, like red copper juice poured, glowing with flame, and their claws are like golden sharp blades.
And its head is like a ferocious ghost, with blue face and fangs, scarlet pupils, and the screams are harsh and unpleasant like Jin Ge rubbing.
Ghostly Blood Harrier!
Ning Xi's pupils condensed slightly.
This is a seventh-order ferocious bird. It is naturally capable of manipulating fire waves. It is fierce and surly, and it flies into the air, which is enough to threaten the character of the first-level master.
The most terrifying thing is that the Ghost-faced Blood Harriers are dispatched in groups, which is like a group of grandmasters traveling in the sky!
"Run away!"
Shen Jiusong also had a tingling scalp, and his face changed.
Once besieged by these hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers, he is a person in the fifth level of the master, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die!
Moreover, the ghost-faced blood harriers are notorious for their lives, but any target they are staring at will definitely never die.
Ning Siji also had the desire to retreat, and did not want to be entangled with such a vicious bird.
But at this moment, Su Yi laughed and finally met some worthy opponents. How could he not be happy in his heart?
Chang Chang stretched his waist, Su Yi said, "Let me deal with these evil beasts, and you can help me collect their sharp beaks later."
Before he could finish his words, his figure flickered and he rushed forward abruptly.
Swish!
Qingpao hunted, Su Yi jumped to the top of a mountain, and with a clang, Yu Xuanjian was already in his right hand.
Standing at will, if you have an unruly demeanor like an immortal, the aura emanating from your body is like a divine sword in the sky, arrogant and arrogant!
Ning Siba was stunned, but she stopped talking.
"This……"
Shen Jiusong's heart tensed, this is hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers!
But it seems that Su Yi is not only not afraid, but looks happy when he sees his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Su is not an ordinary person, so his actions are also extraordinary. Let's wait and see."
Ning Xi whispered softly.
Boom!
The ghost-faced blood harriers that covered the sky and the sun had roared, and their wings were burning as if they were burning, releasing scorching fire waves.
Wherever they passed, the rocks and trees were turned to ashes, and the sight was terrifying.
Clang!
At this moment, a wisp of clear sword sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Su Yi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, his sleeves waving and the Yu Xuan sword pierced out of the sky.
Immediately, a ten-zhang-long sword-like blue sword swept out and swept across the sky.
Puff puff!
In an instant, hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers were torn apart, and those who were swept away by the sword energy were all torn apart like paper.
Blood and withered feathers splattered down.
With a single strike, he cut off more than 20 ghost-faced blood harriers comparable to the first-level grandmaster!
But also because of this sword, the army of ghost-faced blood harriers was completely angered. These ferocious birds who were not afraid of death all made a scream like biting their eardrums, and their feathers slapped frantically.
Boom!
Looking from a distance, hundreds of ominous birds swept towards Su Yi on the top of the mountain like a storm of flames that covered the sky.
In that waiting scene, Shen Jiusong was in a cold sweat, and her heart was hanging in her throat.
Ning Sijia also frowned slightly, and clenched the Qingyan Remnant Moon Halberd in her palm, intending to help Su Yi when necessary.
But at this time, Su Yi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, had a very arrogant and unrestrained attitude.
In an instant, one after another sword qi swept out.
Some are like pulling up the water of the galaxy and overturning the earth.
Some are like swords splitting mountains and seas, moving forward.
Some are as dazzling as the sun and the moon.
Some divisions are turbid and invincible.
Some swords are pouring like a torrential rain, cruising in the ten directions, covering the eight poles.
some……
Every sword energy presents a unique charm that is enough to shake the world, its power is unpredictable and wonderful.
This is the mystery of [The Great Joy of Swords], and now it has been interpreted by Su Yi in an unrestrained manner.
Around his slender figure, there was a fish-like sword energy lingering around him. It was bright and crystal clear, translucent and pure, and the sword energy that Yu Xuan Sword chopped out in the sound of clanging and clear chants all carried a mysterious and mysterious rhythm.
So much so that when the sword qi crossed the sky, it seemed to show all kinds of incredible visions.
And under such slaughter—
Groups after groups of ghost-faced blood harriers were beheaded, their limbs and wings were flying, and the shrill screams were endless.
The blood is pouring!
Seeing that scene, Shen Jiusong was dazzled and trembled.
At the Xishan Tea Party, Su Yi had shown enough combat power to shock the world. Qin Changshan, who was as powerful as the fifth-level Grandmaster, was not his opponent.
But at this time, Su Yi was completely different.
He is like a savage and unrestrained sword fairy, fighting on the top of the mountain.
That soaring, domineering, and stern attitude is completely different from his usual indifferent temperament.
Like a fairy among people, wielding swords like splashing ink, killing the world spinning, blood rains all over the mountains and rivers!
"This……"
Shen Jiusong was deeply shocked. Is this the real power of Su Yi's battle?
Ning Xi was also stunned there.
It was also the first time she had seen Su Yi's flamboyant look, as sharp as a sword, with a sword in hand, and an invincible demeanor.
"Cut!" "Cut!" "Cut!"
On the top of the mountain, Su Yi was on the rise, and he no longer retained it.
Swallowing up the mighty qi alone, exhaling the joyful wind of a lifetime!
The essence of the Great Happiness Sword Sutra is to be free and unfettered like the wind, just seeking a pleasure and happiness.
When both body and mind are integrated into swordsmanship, the sword qi also has a hearty and unparalleled charm.
Just for a moment.
The army of hundreds of thousands of ghost-faced blood harriers like a fiery storm was smashed to pieces by the incomparable sword energy.
The corpses of Mizaza were mixed in the waterfall-like blood rain and fell rustling, so that the heaven and earth were filled with a rich blood that could not be dissolved.
In the end, there were only hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers left, and they fled in a panic, screaming shrill and frightened.
This made both Ning Xiu and Shen Jiusong look like they were living in a ghost. Doesn't it mean that the ghost-faced blood harrier is not afraid of death?
Doesn't it mean that they are not afraid of death, and they will never die?
How did you escape! ?
On the top of the mountain, Su Yi was stunned for a moment, the burning intent in his eyes faded little by little, regaining clarity, and the unbridled power on his body also subsided and disappeared.
There was some regret in his heart, and he was still unfulfilled.
This seventh-order monster... is still a little weaker after all...
huh~
Breathing out a long breath, Su Yi glanced at the ghost-faced blood harrier corpses piled up in the nearby area, without any hesitation, he sat cross-legged and began to meditate.
Although this battle only lasted for a moment, it consumed him a lot.
Ning Xiu took a deep look at Su Yi, who was meditating cross-legged, and said to Shen Jiusong who was beside her, "Hold your hand and collect the sharp beaks of those ghost-faced blood harriers."
Hearing this, Shen Jiusong came back to her senses like waking up from a dream, and hurriedly acted with Ning Siyu.
It's just that he couldn't calm down.
In this battle, the mighty Ghost-faced Blood Harrier army was killed by Su Yi alone, completely subverting his cognition.
After all, who would have thought that a young man in the Qi Gathering Realm would possess such terrifying and unbelievable kendo accomplishments?
"Palace Ning, how do I feel, Young Master Su is like the reincarnation of an immortal in the sky, not like a person in this world."
While collecting the sharp beaks of the ghost-faced blood harriers, Shen Jiusong finally couldn't hold back and said in a low voice.
Ning Sijia was startled, her eyes were subtle, and she asked, "Do you think there are really immortals in the sky?"
Shen Jiusong smiled wryly and shook his head: "Who knows."
"Everyone has their own secrets, and there is never a shortage of mysterious people in this world."
Ning Si said, "When you set foot on the path of Yuandao cultivation, you will understand that the so-called 'land gods' is just a title in this world, and in the eyes of a real great monk, the path of Yuandao , is nothing more than the first step beyond the mundane."
Shen Jiusong was silent.
Although he has been acting together with Su Yi and Ning Sihua so far, although the time has been short, the strength and understanding of cultivation they have shown have impacted his cognition again and again and subverted his imagination.
It was only then that he realized that even if he was one of the nobles and held the power of the world, he was still too shallow and ignorant in the way of cultivation!
That taste is like opening a brand new door in front of you and seeing a strange new world.
Its shock and impact can be imagined how big.
After a long time, Shen Jiusong couldn't hold back his inner emotions and asked in a low voice, "Palace Ning, do you think Shen has a chance to become a real monk in this life?"
Ning Si was stunned for a moment, and said meaningfully: "If you work hard on your own, you may only have a little hope, but if someone is willing to give you a hand, it's just stepping on the path of Yuan Dao, and it's absolutely nothing. "
Shen Jiusong was shocked, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Su Yi who was sitting on the top of the mountain meditating.
After a while, he bowed to Ning Sijia and said, "Thank you, Palace Master Ning, for your guidance, Shen Mou understands!"
Ning Xiu didn't say much more, some words were enough to stop at the end. Whether Shen Jiusong could seize such an opportunity depends on Su Yi's mind.
After half an hour.
From the piles of corpses, the two collected more than 500 intact ghost-faced blood harriers with sharp beaks, golden and golden, piled up into a hill.
This is a rare third-order spiritual material, which can be ground into powder and used as medicine, and can also be used for refining, which has the magical effect of nourishing the spirituality of weapons.
In Da Zhou, just such a bunch of sharp beaks can be exchanged for at least one hundred third-grade spirit stones!
Mountains in the distance.
Su Yiwu meditated freely, with traces of Dao Gang lingering all over his body, as still as a rock.
Seeing this, Ning Siyu and Shen Jiusong could only continue to wait.
Another half hour passed.
Before Su Yi woke up from the meditation, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky in the distance.
Su Yi smiled and said, "I'm not a god operator, how can I know this?" After a pause, he said: "However, looking at this movement, the sealed power, whether it is a treasure or a living creature, is destined to be extraordinary." Ning Xiu and Shen Jiusong's eyes lined up. If it is a heavy treasure, it is naturally a great creation. But if it is a living creature, it is probably an unpredictable disaster! Boom! The sky trembled and the roar continued for a long time. Suddenly, there was a sharp and harsh hissing sound in the distance, and a red cloud that covered the sky and the sun was quickly rushing towards this side. If you look closely, there are hundreds of blood-colored ominous birds, with wings that are about 10 feet long, like red copper juice poured, glowing with flame, and their claws are like golden sharp blades. And its head is like a ferocious ghost, with blue face and fangs, scarlet pupils, and the screams are harsh and unpleasant like Jin Ge rubbing. Ghostly Blood Harrier! Ning Xi's pupils condensed slightly. This is a seventh-order ferocious bird. It is naturally capable of manipulating fire waves. It is fierce and surly, and it flies into the air, which is enough to threaten the character of the first-level master. The most terrifying thing is that the Ghost-faced Blood Harriers are dispatched in groups, which is like a group of grandmasters traveling in the sky! "Run away!" Shen Jiusong also had a tingling scalp, and his face changed. Once besieged by these hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers, he is a person in the fifth level of the master, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die! Moreover, the ghost-faced blood harriers are notorious for their lives, but any target they are staring at will definitely never die. Ning Siji also had the desire to retreat, and did not want to be entangled with such a vicious bird. But at this moment, Su Yi laughed and finally met some worthy opponents. How could he not be happy in his heart? Chang Chang stretched his waist, Su Yi said, "Let me deal with these evil beasts, and you can help me collect their sharp beaks later." Before he could finish his words, his figure flickered and he rushed forward abruptly. Swish! Qingpao hunted, Su Yi jumped to the top of a mountain, and with a clang, Yu Xuanjian was already in his right hand. Standing at will, if you have an unruly demeanor like an immortal, the aura emanating from your body is like a divine sword in the sky, arrogant and arrogant! Ning Siba was stunned, but she stopped talking. "This" Shen Jiusong's heart tensed, this is hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers! But it seems that Su Yi is not only not afraid, but looks happy when he sees his heart. "Fellow Daoist Su is not an ordinary person, so his actions are also extraordinary. Let's wait and see." Ning Xi whispered softly. Boom! The ghost-faced blood harriers that covered the sky and the sun had roared, and their wings were burning as if they were burning, releasing scorching fire waves. Wherever they passed, the rocks and trees were turned to ashes, and the sight was terrifying. Clang! At this moment, a wisp of clear sword sound resounded through the heavens and the earth. Su Yi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, his sleeves waving and the Yu Xuan sword pierced out of the sky. Immediately, a ten-zhang-long sword-like blue sword swept out and swept across the sky. Puff puff! In an instant, hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers were torn apart, and those who were swept away by the sword energy were all torn apart like paper. Blood and withered feathers splattered down. With a single strike, he cut off more than 20 ghost-faced blood harriers comparable to the first-level grandmaster! But also because of this sword, the army of ghost-faced blood harriers was completely angered. These ferocious birds who were not afraid of death all made a scream like biting their eardrums, and their feathers slapped frantically. Boom! Looking from a distance, hundreds of ominous birds swept towards Su Yi on the top of the mountain like a storm of flames that covered the sky. In that waiting scene, Shen Jiusong was in a cold sweat, and her heart was hanging in her throat. Ning Sijia also frowned slightly, and clenched the Qingyan Remnant Moon Halberd in her palm, intending to help Su Yi when necessary. But at this time, Su Yi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, had a very arrogant and unrestrained attitude. In an instant, one after another sword qi swept out. Some are like pulling up the water of the galaxy and overturning the earth. Some are like swords splitting mountains and seas, moving forward. Some are as dazzling as the sun and the moon. Some divisions are turbid and invincible. Some swords are pouring like a torrential rain, cruising in the ten directions, covering the eight poles. some Every sword energy presents a unique charm that is enough to shake the world, its power is unpredictable and wonderful. This is the mystery of The Great Joy of Swords, and now it has been interpreted by Su Yi in an unrestrained manner. Around his slender figure, there was a fish-like sword energy lingering around him. It was bright and crystal clear, translucent and pure, and the sword energy that Yu Xuan Sword chopped out in the sound of clanging and clear chants all carried a mysterious and mysterious rhythm. So much so that when the sword qi crossed the sky, it seemed to show all kinds of incredible visions. And under such slaughter Groups after groups of ghost-faced blood harriers were beheaded, their limbs and wings were flying, and the shrill screams were endless. The blood is pouring! Seeing that scene, Shen Jiusong was dazzled and trembled. At the Xishan Tea Party, Su Yi had shown enough combat power to shock the world. Qin Changshan, who was as powerful as the fifth-level Grandmaster, was not his opponent. But at this time, Su Yi was completely different. He is like a savage and unrestrained sword fairy, fighting on the top of the mountain. That soaring, domineering, and stern attitude is completely different from his usual indifferent temperament. Like a fairy among people, wielding swords like splashing ink, killing the world spinning, blood rains all over the mountains and rivers! "This" Shen Jiusong was deeply shocked. Is this the real power of Su Yi's battle? Ning Xi was also stunned there. It was also the first time she had seen Su Yi's flamboyant look, as sharp as a sword, with a sword in hand, and an invincible demeanor. "Cut!" "Cut!" "Cut!" On the top of the mountain, Su Yi was on the rise, and he no longer retained it. Swallowing up the mighty qi alone, exhaling the joyful wind of a lifetime! The essence of the Great Happiness Sword Sutra is to be free and unfettered like the wind, just seeking a pleasure and happiness. When both body and mind are integrated into swordsmanship, the sword qi also has a hearty and unparalleled charm. Just for a moment. The army of hundreds of thousands of ghost-faced blood harriers like a fiery storm was smashed to pieces by the incomparable sword energy. The corpses of Mizaza were mixed in the waterfall-like blood rain and fell rustling, so that the heaven and earth were filled with a rich blood that could not be dissolved. In the end, there were only hundreds of ghost-faced blood harriers left, and they fled in a panic, screaming shrill and frightened. This made both Ning Xiu and Shen Jiusong look like they were living in a ghost. Doesn't it mean that the ghost-faced blood harrier is not afraid of death? Doesn't it mean that they are not afraid of death, and they will never die? How did you escape! ? On the top of the mountain, Su Yi was stunned for a moment, the burning intent in his eyes faded little by little, regaining clarity, and the unbridled power on his body also subsided and disappeared. There was some regret in his heart, and he was still unfulfilled. This seventh-order monster... is still a little weaker after all... huh~ Breathing out a long breath, Su Yi glanced at the ghost-faced blood harrier corpses piled up in the nearby area, without any hesitation, he sat cross-legged and began to meditate. Although this battle only lasted for a moment, it consumed him a lot. Ning Xiu took a deep look at Su Yi, who was meditating cross-legged, and said to Shen Jiusong who was beside her, "Hold your hand and collect the sharp beaks of those ghost-faced blood harriers." Hearing this, Shen Jiusong came back to her senses like waking up from a dream, and hurriedly acted with Ning Siyu. It's just that he couldn't calm down. In this battle, the mighty Ghost-faced Blood Harrier army was killed by Su Yi alone, completely subverting his cognition. After all, who would have thought that a young man in the Qi Gathering Realm would possess such terrifying and unbelievable kendo accomplishments? "Palace Ning, how do I feel, Young Master Su is like the reincarnation of an immortal in the sky, not like a person in this world." While collecting the sharp beaks of the ghost-faced blood harriers, Shen Jiusong finally couldn't hold back and said in a low voice. Ning Sijia was startled, her eyes were subtle, and she asked, "Do you think there are really immortals in the sky?" Shen Jiusong smiled wryly and shook his head: "Who knows." "Everyone has their own secrets, and there is never a shortage of mysterious people in this world." Ning Si said, "When you set foot on the path of Yuandao cultivation, you will understand that the so-called 'land gods' is just a title in this world, and in the eyes of a real great monk, the path of Yuandao , is nothing more than the first step beyond the mundane." Shen Jiusong was silent. Although he has been acting together with Su Yi and Ning Sihua so far, although the time has been short, the strength and understanding of cultivation they have shown have impacted his cognition again and again and subverted his imagination. It was only then that he realized that even if he was one of the nobles and held the power of the world, he was still too shallow and ignorant in the way of cultivation! That taste is like opening a brand new door in front of you and seeing a strange new world. Its shock and impact can be imagined how big. After a long time, Shen Jiusong couldn't hold back his inner emotions and asked in a low voice, "Palace Ning, do you think Shen has a chance to become a real monk in this life?" Ning Si was stunned for a moment, and said meaningfully: "If you work hard on your own, you may only have a little hope, but if someone is willing to give you a hand, it's just stepping on the path of Yuan Dao, and it's absolutely nothing. " Shen Jiusong was shocked, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Su Yi who was sitting on the top of the mountain meditating. After a while, he bowed to Ning Sijia and said, "Thank you, Palace Master Ning, for your guidance, Shen Mou understands!" Ning Xiu didn't say much more, some words were enough to stop at the end. Whether Shen Jiusong could seize such an opportunity depends on Su Yi's mind. After half an hour. From the piles of corpses, the two collected more than 500 intact ghost-faced blood harriers with sharp beaks, golden and golden, piled up into a hill. This is a rare third-order spiritual material, which can be ground into powder and used as medicine, and can also be used for refining, which has the magical effect of nourishing the spirituality of weapons. In Da Zhou, just such a bunch of sharp beaks can be exchanged for at least one hundred third-grade spirit stones! Mountains in the distance. Su Yiwu meditated freely, with traces of Dao Gang lingering all over his body, as still as a rock. Seeing this, Ning Siyu and Shen Jiusong could only continue to wait. Another half hour passed. Before Su Yi woke up from the meditation, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky in the distance.
