The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The night is beginning to fall and the lanterns are beginning to turn on.

The remaining lights in the room were like beans.

Su Yi quietly woke up from meditation and frowned slightly.

Why hasn't Fang Han come back yet?

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Su Yi stood up and opened the door, and saw a man in gray clothes standing outside the door.

The man in gray clothes slightly clasped his fists and said, "I am the steward on the Yun Ship. I have something to ask the guest."

Su Yi said: "Say."

The man in gray said: "The matter is very simple. We received news that some shady evil heretics were mixed into the ship, so we have to visit and investigate them one by one."

Su Yi snorted and said, "How to conduct an interrogation?"

The man in gray clothes took out a bronze plate and said: "This is the 'Spiritual Sky Plate'. Fellow Taoist just need to press your palm on it."

Su Yi looked at the spiritual disk and put his hand on it.

Buzz!

The spiritual sky disk showed strange fluctuations, and a pointer on the surface suddenly pointed to the direction marked with the word "Juxia".

"It turns out that your Excellency is a Juxia Realm monk, sorry for disturbing you!"

The man in gray put away the spiritual plate and turned around.

Su Yi watched the other party leave, then turned and returned to the room.

The broken lamp is like a bean, with mottled light and shadow.

Although this simple room was covered with the power of the forbidden formation, it still couldn't block the noisy sound coming from Yunzhou Market.

Su Yi took out a bottle of wine, took a sip, and then casually stepped on a shadow in the room.

The shadow suddenly squirmed violently, as if trying to break free from Su Yi's feet, but no matter how hard it struggled, it was to no avail.

"Let go!"

A low drink resounded, smelling of exhaustion.

Su Yi put away the wine bottle and reached out to grab it.

Chi!

The shadow on the ground was directly lifted up, squirming like water, and finally turned into a man in black.

His face was full of shock and he said: "Are you really cultivating in the Juxia realm?"

Su Yi said: "A demonic immortal from the middle stage of the universe sneaked into my room using such an unsightly trick. What does he want to do? Assassination, theft, and spying on information?"

The man in black looked uncertain for a while and said: "Since you have already seen through it, please..."

puff!

Su Yi raised his hand and chopped off the arm of the man in black, causing blood to fall like a waterfall.

Before the man in black could scream, Su Yi's palms gripped his neck and exerted force, making stars appear in front of his eyes, almost suffocating him.

Su Yi's expression was as indifferent as before, and he said softly: "I'm asking you, you just need to answer me."

Under the shadow of the lamp, half of his tall figure was covered by the shadow, and half was under the light, adding a mysterious and frightening aura.

The man in black realized that he was in trouble this time!

He said without thinking: "I was ordered to come here to find out your trump card."

Su Yi said: "Who ordered me to do this?"

The man in black was silent.

puff!

Su Yi slashed his fingertips and chopped off the arm of the man in black again. The pain made his face turn pale and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

His two chopped off arms instantly turned into ashes and dissipated the moment they fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the man in black gritted his teeth and said: "I am the deacon of the Blood Demon Sect. If you kill me, you will never leave this cloud ship alive!"

Su Yi said thoughtfully: "So, the big shot behind you is also on this cloud ship?"

The man in black said bravely: "Not bad!"

Su Yi's eyes were deep and he said calmly: "Let me ask you for the last time, why do you do this?"

The man in black's eyes flashed

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, said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, but... you must let me go first!"

boom!

Su Yi exerted force with his palm fingers, and the body and soul of the man in black shattered into pieces, flying like sand from between Su Yi's fingers.

When he was about to die, the Yujing Immortal from the Blood Demon Cult was astonished. He couldn't imagine how this young man, who seemed so humble, could kill him at the slightest disagreement.

Not even a shred of room for negotiation!

"I'm afraid something happened to that boy Fang Han..."

The dim shadow of the lamp made Su Yi's expression flicker on and off.

He didn't waste any time, and walked out of the room with the wine bottle in one hand.

His steps were as leisurely as ever, and he even closed the door behind him...

Only a cold luster appeared in the depths of those pair of deep eyes.

…

Lingyun Tower, in the main hall on the top floor.

Descendants of the Bi'anling Tribe?

Hua Xingchen showed a smile and ordered, "Let Elder Yue bring the people up."

"yes!"

The old servant took the order and left.

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and green eyes walked into the hall with a smile.

Behind him, Fang Han followed with a dull look and empty eyes.

"I've met the young master."

The middle-aged man in golden robe smiled and held his hands in greeting.

Hua Xingchen nodded and said, "That little guy is the descendant of the Biyan Spirit Clan you mentioned?"

The Bi'anling Clan?

Everyone present was surprised, and their eyes fell on Fang Han.

"Why is it him..."

Xue Hongfeng was shocked and recognized Fang Han as the young man following Su Yi.

"good."

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man in golden robe took a clean jade bowl from the banquet and came to Fang Han. With his fingertips like blades, he made a cut in Fang Han's neck, and blood spurted out. At this time, he was immediately caught by the middle-aged man in golden robe with a jade bowl.

After draining more than half of the bowl of blood, the middle-aged man in golden robe stopped, raised the jade bowl, looked around and said:

"Look, everyone, this is the blood of the Biyan Spirit Clan. Its color is bright red and contains natural Tao charm. Instead of smelling fishy, ​​it has a strange fragrance!"

There was a commotion in the place, and everyone started talking.

The middle-aged man in golden robe stepped forward and presented the jade bowl to Hua Xingchen who was sitting on the central seat with both hands, "Young Master, please take a look!"

Hua Xingchen showed a hint of joy and said: "That's right, that's good. I thought that the Bi'an Spirit Clan had been extinct for a long time, but I never thought that I would meet one today! It's really God who helps me!"

The middle-aged man in golden robe smiled and complimented: "With the Bifan bloodline in this little guy, the young master will not have to worry about being able to master the 'Swallowing the Sky Demon Technique' in the future!"

There was an uproar in the field, and many people looked envious.

The dome-swallowing demonic skill!

That is one of the three supreme Taoist scriptures of the Blood Demon Sect. It is said that if you can practice this skill, you will easily reach the realm of the Immortal King in the future!

It will not be difficult to enter the Immortal King Realm in the future!

"Take him down."

Hua Xingchen ordered.

"yes!"

The middle-aged man in golden robe turned around and came to Fang Han, about to lead him away.

Suddenly, Fang Han slammed his head into the golden-robed middle-aged man, hugged the golden-robed middle-aged man with his hands like iron hoops, and at the same time opened his mouth and bit down hard.

The young man suddenly became violent and as fierce as a beast!

But everyone here couldn't help but show pity.

A little guy who has just stepped onto the spiritual path wants to sneak attack on an immortal?

wishful thinking!

Sure enough, a bang was heard the next moment, and Fang Han was shaken and flew backwards, hitting him hard more than ten feet away. He coughed blood from his lips.

This scene caused a burst of laughter in the audience.

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The middle-aged man in golden robe stepped forward, grabbed Fang Han like a chicken, and slapped the young man directly on the face with his other hand.

Snapped!

The slap was crisp and bright.

The boy's cheeks were red and swollen, and his hair was disheveled.

But his eyes were hard and cold, staring at the middle-aged man in golden robe, full of hatred.

That look made the middle-aged man in golden robe feel inexplicably uncomfortable, and he raised his hand to strike.

"stop--!"

Xue Hongfeng stood up.

The whole place fell silent, everyone was surprised.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, are you pitying that little guy?"

A man in a blue shirt asked amusedly.

Tao Shanyun!

The 46th-ranked genius on the Yujing Immortal List has an extraordinary background.

Xue Hongfeng ignored it. He looked at Hua Xingchen and cupped his hands and said: "Brother Hua, this little guy is a junior next to a good friend of mine. He just boarded the cloud ship today. Please give me a noble hand and let this little guy go." Ma, Xuemou is grateful!"

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Hua Xingchen.

Hua Xingchen frowned, staring at Xue Hongfeng like a sharp sword, and said expressionlessly: "Sit down now and ignore this matter. I will still treat you as a friend. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning against you!"

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing.

Everyone could see that Hua Xingchen was determined to win the young man from the Bi'an Spirit Clan and there was no way he would let go!

But Xue Hongfeng did not give in, but bowed down and said sincerely: "Brother Hua, I am not just saving that little guy, I am also trying to resolve the disaster for you! If the elders of that little guy come, , what happened today is destined to go wrong!”

Everyone was stunned.

Is this threatening Hua Xingchen?

Sure enough, Hua Xingchen's face turned cold.

boom!

A man in a colorful robe slapped the table, raised his finger and pointed at Xue Hongfeng, and said sternly: "Xue Hongfeng, don't take yourself too seriously. The fact that you can come to the banquet today is just because of the glory of the clan behind you. If you don’t retreat, I’ll be the first to spare you!”

His name is Chai Beitong, and he is ranked fifty-fifth on the Yujing Immortal List. In terms of identity and origin, he is not inferior to Tao Shanyun, who is also on the Yujing Immortal List.

"Quickly step back, don't humiliate yourself, otherwise, you will not only offend Senior Brother Hua, but all of us here will not tolerate you."

A woman in green clothes spoke slowly.

Lu Shang embroidery.

The proud daughter of heaven, who ranks 64th on the list of immortals in the universe, is Hua Xingchen's fellow junior sister.

The atmosphere was oppressive and chilling, and the air seemed frozen.

Sitting on the main seat in the center, Hua Xingchen's eyes were as cold as ice, and he was powerful.

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged man in golden robe was holding Fang Han in one hand and watching with a sneer.

The gazes of the people around him were like huge mountains, oppressing Xue Hongfeng's heart, making his body tense and almost unable to bear it.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and said as if he was risking his life, "That little guy, I have to risk my life to save it!! If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better not stop him!"

There was silence.

I almost suspected that Xue Hongfeng was crazy!

Under such circumstances, what could he do to protect the little guy from the Bianling Tribe?

Absolutely funny!

"Since you insist on humiliating yourself, I will help you."

Hua Xingchen said expressionlessly, "Brother Chai, go break Xue Hongfeng's legs and throw her out of Lingyun Tower!"

"good!"

Chai Beitong, who was dressed in a gorgeous robe, readily agreed and stood up.

He walked out of his seat and strode towards Xue Hongfeng, with a playful and contemptuous smile on his face.

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