The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

In a dull and oppressive atmosphere of silence.

Su Yi took one step and came to the man in gold robe.

The man in gold robe was horrified and said in horror: "You...what are you going to do? The Black Dragon Guard will never let you go!"

Su Yi grabbed his neck and used his palms to knock him unconscious.

Then the soul search began.

"Who is this guy, so domineering?"

The spectators' hearts trembled, and they were all shocked by Su Yi's crisp and quick thunderbolt method.

After a while.

Su Yi withdrew his consciousness and frowned.

This guy named Jin Yuanmu was a notorious slave trader. In his memory, there was nothing that Su Yi wanted to know.

Like that young man from the Bi'anling Clan, his name is Fang Han.

They were one of a group of slaves that Jin Yuanmu purchased from an underground black market in Bailuzhou, and then brought them to the Black Dragon Market for sale.

As for why Fang Han became a slave, Jin Yuanmu didn't know.

"It seems that we can only ask the young man named Fang Han about this matter."

Su Yi secretly said.

The descendants of the Bi'anling Clan were reduced to slaves!

This made Su Yi furious, but he also realized that after eons, some drastic changes had already occurred in the Biuanling Clan.

"A bold maniac who dares to cause trouble in the Black Dragon Market. No matter who you are, you will be arrested immediately, otherwise you will be shot to death!"

Suddenly, a loud shout resounded.

A group of black dragon guards came from a distance, all wearing black black armor, with a chilling aura.

The leader was a tall and arrogant man, holding a sharp Fang Tian painted halberd, and his body was filled with aura fluctuations belonging to the level of true immortals in the virtual realm.

The man in golden robe had woken up from his coma and shouted excitedly: "Deacon Wu, help me——!"

In the nearby area, an old man couldn't help but persuaded: "Your Majesty, it's better to stop. If you offend the Black Dragon Guard, there will really be no way to survive."

Su Yi made a sound and exerted force with his palms.

boom!

The figure of the man in golden robe turned into a handful of ashes, and his body and soul were destroyed.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they almost suspected that they had seen it wrong.

This is the Black Dragon Market. Immortal Lords and characters must act according to the rules. Who dares to kill people in front of the Black Dragon Guards! ?

The group of Black Dragon Guards had all arrived, and when they saw this scene, their faces darkened.

The tall man at the head was filled with murderous intent and was completely angered, "If you, a madman like you, can leave alive today, I, Wu Qingtian, will be your grandson!"

boom!

He raised Fang Tian's painted halberd and was about to take action.

But at this moment, he suddenly froze, motionless, and his expression kept changing.

Sometimes shocked, sometimes confused, sometimes appalled...

This abnormal scene left everyone confused and confused. What is going on?

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

A Black Dragon Guard couldn't help but ask.

I saw the tall man who called himself Wu Qingtian trembled all over, as if he had woken up.

Then, under the astonished gaze of everyone, Wu Qingtian ran all the way to Su Yi, clasped his fists and saluted: "Wu is ashamed. He took action rashly before he could understand the situation. I hope you will atone for your sins!"

Everyone: "???"

This is the deacon of the Black Dragon Guard, a true immortal in the virtual realm.

He was full of murderous intent and fierce before, but why did he suddenly seem to be a different person?

The Black Dragon Guards who came with Wu Qingtian were also dumbfounded. What is the leader doing?

Apologize to a murderer who violated the rules of the Black Dragon Market?

Su Yi was thoughtful, remembering Feng Yeyun, the owner of Buqi Building, who took the initiative to go to the inn last night and apologized to him in person.

Undoubtedly, someone must have secretly reminded Wu Qingtian before, preventing Wu Qingtian from taking action, and causing Wu Qingtian's attitude to completely change!

Thinking of this, Su Yi looked around, but in the end he didn't find any characters worthy of attention.

"Then what do you think we should do today?"

Su Yi asked.

Wu Qingtian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "These slave traders are notorious, guilty of serious crimes, and deserve to die. Your Excellency's move can be said to be justice for heaven and very satisfying!"

Everyone's eyes were in a trance for a while, and they all suspected that they heard wrongly.

As the law enforcer of the Black Dragon Market, the Black Dragon Guard can actually intimidate the power of others without following the rules?

Simply outrageous!

"So, I can leave now?"

Su Yi asked again.

Wu Qingtian said quickly: "This is natural. Speaking of which, Wu should apologize to you and ask for your understanding..."

Su Yi interrupted with a smile: "No need to be like this."

With that said, he walked directly to the young man named Fang Han, waved his hand and broke the chains on the young man's neck, hands and feet, and said, "Let's go."

Fang Hanhan snorted: "Okay, I'm not afraid of death anyway, but I want to see what tricks you want to play!"

Su Yi: "..."

Undoubtedly, this young man also regarded him as someone harboring evil intentions.

Su Yi smiled, walked away without explanation.

Fang Han gritted his teeth and followed.

It wasn't until the two figures disappeared that Wu Qingtian couldn't help wiping his cold sweat and finally relaxed completely.

Then, he glanced at the spectators around him and shouted: "What are you looking at? Get out of here!"

The spectators dispersed in a hurry.

A Black Dragon Guard couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "Boss, what did you just do..."

"Where does all this nonsense come from!"

Wu Qingtian's eyes were cold as he glanced at the Black Dragon Guards and said in a deep voice, "Just pretend that nothing happened today. Later you will go and warn the traders who often sell slaves here. From now on, you are not allowed to come to the Black Dragon Market again. Otherwise, kill every one you see!"

Everyone was awestruck, aware of the seriousness of the problem, and solemnly accepted the order.

…

Inn.

Qingwei couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Su Yi coming back with a young man in ragged clothes and covered in blood.

Immediately she seemed to see something and said in surprise: "Sir, is this little guy a descendant of the Biyan Spirit Clan?"

Su Yi said: "Yes, do you understand the current situation of this clan?"

Qingwei was keenly aware that the emperor's mood seemed a bit gloomy. She couldn't help but feel solemn in her heart. She thought seriously for a moment and said: "As far as I know, this clan suffered heavy casualties during the Immortal Fall Era. It is suspected that only some of the clan members are still alive. After that, Over the years, I haven’t heard any news about this clan. If the young master hadn’t brought this little guy back today, I would have thought that this clan would have been destroyed long ago.”

Just after saying this, Fang Leng said in a cold voice: "As long as my sister and I are alive, our Bianling Clan will never perish!"

The young man's pale and thin face was filled with perseverance.

Su Yi's heart sank and he said: "So, you and your sister are the only ones left in your Bianling Clan now?"

Fang Han's temperament was obviously very stubborn and he was not afraid of death. He stared at Su Yi fearlessly and said, "Why should I tell you?"

Su Yi sighed, seeing that the young man was wary of him.

No matter what you ask at this time, it is impossible to get an answer.

"look."

Su Yi raised his fingertips and sketched them in the void.

In the blink of an eye, as the wisps of spiritual light intertwined, a strange and mysterious pattern emerged. It was a beast with its feet on the nebula, its head raised and roaring, and countless stars fell.

The young man opened his eyes wide, as if in disbelief, "You...how do you, a thief like you, know the secret method of forming the 'Ancestral Totem' of my Bianling Clan?"

Just by sketching the ancestor totem, you can react and awaken the blood power in the descendants of the Bi'anling Tribe!

In the past, only the elders of the Bi'an Spirit Clan could master it.

With a touch of Su Yi's fingertips, the totem turned into a rain of light and dissipated, "I have an old relationship with your Bianling Clan. Because of this, I will save you at all costs."

Fang Han's expression was uncertain for a moment, and after a while, he sneered: "I can't trust you! My sister said that our ancestors have guarded the border battlefields for generations, killed countless foreign demons, and made great achievements in the world of immortality. But in the end, The ones who are harming our clan are not those foreign demons, but people from this fairy world!"

As he spoke, the young man's eyes were red and bloodshot, and his face was full of uncontrollable grief, anger and hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Sister also said that no one in this immortal world can be trusted!"

"So, no matter what you say, I won't believe it!"

"Kill or behead me, it's up to you. Let's see if I frown!"

After saying that, the young man pursed his lips, his face full of determination, and said no more words.

Qingwei was stunned, with a hint of pity in her charming and beautiful eyes.

How many ups and downs and hardships must this young man have experienced before he becomes disappointed in the entire fairy world?

How many times do you have to be deceived before you no longer trust anyone?

Su Yi was silent for a while and said: "Qingwei, take him to wash up, change his clothes, and heal his injuries."

"yes!"

Qingwei nodded.

Fang Han was stunned, obviously surprised, and then sneered: "You want to use your kindness to influence me? You are wishful thinking! I will not be fooled!"

Qingwei couldn't help but smile and took the boy out of the room.

Su Yi silently sat in the wicker chair, took out the wine bottle and took a sip, but felt that the fairy wine in his mouth was so bland and tasteless.

He sighed and murmured: "Wang Ye, even if your emotions and memories don't affect me, I will never stand by and watch this matter!"

Thinking back to the beginning, for the sake of all living beings in the fairy world, the Biuanling Clan guarded the Seventh Heaven Pass for generations, and sacrificed countless lives and blood in the fight with the foreign demons.

But now, this clan is almost destroyed and withered, and even the clan members have become slaves and been brutally sold!

This is simply ridiculous!

When Su Yi thought of the blood-covered young man Fang Han being imprisoned in a cage and being quoted and bought like a commodity, Su Yi felt a pang in his heart.

Those who harmed the Biuanling Clan deserve death! !

"I, Su Yi, will avenge this revenge!"

Su Yi whispered in his heart, his eyes deep and calm.

Not long after, Qingwei returned with Fang Han.

The young man had changed into clean clothes, his messy long hair was tied behind his head, and the injuries on his body had healed, with no scars visible anymore.

It's like a different person.

However, that cold and resolute face was still pale and bleeding, and the brows were filled with vigilance and cruelty.

Like a stubborn lone wolf.

In his arms, he held tightly a ball of torn and bloody clothes, which were the old clothes he had just changed out of.

Covered in blood.

Branded with the humiliation and hatred the young man had suffered.