The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Outside the eternal heavenly realm.

Su Yi frowned.

He had already stood up, devoted all his skills, and used the power of the nine river-suppressing monuments to seal off this area.

It is no exaggeration to say that the power of order in the entire destiny has been driven to the extreme by him!

But in this Daozu battle, it was still difficult for Ruosu to kill Meng Yong and Pan Wurao.

After all, Meng Yong and Pan Wurao are reclusive people, far from being comparable to ordinary Taoist ancestors. Now, in order to escape from the predicament, they desperately took action, causing Ruosu to be injured!

This shows the horror of the recluse.

Just as Su Yi initially deduced, Ruosu did have the advantage, but if he wanted to kill his opponent, he would have to pay a very serious price.

The most important thing is that the power of Zhenhe Nine Monuments to seal this void is about to be broken!

"That's all. I'd rather give up than make fellow Taoist Ruosu pay too much. I'll just find an opportunity to deal with these two people in the future."

Su Yi secretly said.

He didn't have high hopes for this battle, so he couldn't say he was unwilling or regretful.

After all, they were two hermits!

Being able to force the opponent to such an embarrassing situation was actually beyond Su Yi's original expectations.

"Even if everything is destroyed, as long as it is not reduced to ashes, it can be restored in the future!"

Meng Yong gritted his teeth and roared.

He had a ferocious face, and he took action at all costs, using magical powers that would harm his own life, which seemed like madness.

The same goes for Pan Wu Rao.

Both of them realized that the banning power of Zhenhe Monument could no longer be sustained, and now was the perfect time to break out of the encirclement.

"It's just hard work, who can't?"

Ruosu's eyes were cold.

This time she was determined to take down these two people completely and would never give the other party a chance to escape.

boom!

The war became more intense.

Seeing that Ruosu was really going to fight, Su Yi didn't dare to hesitate anymore and immediately sent a message, "Fellow Taoist, listen to my advice and stop now!"

Ruosu: "Why?"

Su Yi quickly said: "How can my fellow Taoist's body be compared to the rough and rubble like them? In my eyes, they are not worthy of my fellow Taoist's efforts!"

Ruosu was startled.

At this moment——

The sealing power of the Nine Tablets of Zhenhe was broken through a crack.

Meng Yong and Pan Wurao broke out of the siege immediately, like trapped dragons ascending to the sky, feeling unspeakable joy in their hearts.

Ruosu sighed secretly in his heart and did not stop him.

"Hahaha, Su, you must not forget about building tombs, erecting monuments, burning incense and paper!"

Meng Yong looked up to the sky and laughed.

"When the time comes, I will bear witness."

Pan Wurao smiled sweetly and spoke.

The two hermits survived the disaster and were proud and proud.

Before, Ruosu put so much pressure on them that they were ready to die together!

Fortunately, at the critical moment, they seized a chance to break out of the siege, and naturally they felt extremely happy and excited.

Ruosu frowned, feeling very unwilling.

Su Yi smiled and said, "I'll wait."

"What are you waiting for? I'll send them on their way!"

A gentle voice sounded suddenly.

Immediately, the young master in white clothes and elegant sleeves appeared out of thin air.

Ruosu was startled and felt relieved.

Su Yi took out a bottle of wine and said with a smile: "It came in time."

Both Pan Wurao and Meng Yong froze as if they were struck by lightning, their eyes widened suddenly, and they felt a chill rush from their spines to their foreheads, their hands and feet shone, and their fingertips trembled slightly.

The young master of Sword Emperor City!

Doesn't this mean that Niu Taoist's side has been defeated?

Without any time to think, these two powerful beings on the hidden mountain ran away immediately like frightened rabbits.

He also burned his own life source and used the secret escape technique of pressing under the box.

But their figures were blocked by a vast sword curtain.

The sword curtain rises from the ground, majestic, connecting the sky and the earth!

In just a moment, Pan Wurao and Meng Yong had no time to struggle, and were suppressed on the spot by the sword curtain.

Ruosu Ling's eyes widened, how could the young master's combat power be so terrifying?

Su Yi knew the reason. Although it was not an accident, he was still shocked.

The combat power of the Hidden One is not comparable to that of ordinary Dao Ancestors.

However, in front of the young master, he is no enemy with one sword!

"Build a tomb and erect a monument?"

The young master smiled and walked forward, looking down at Meng Yong, "Well, I'm in a pretty good mood today, so I'll help you."

He waved his sleeves, and a tomb and tombstone appeared.

The light and rain flowing on the tombstone are like the strokes of a pen outlining a line of words:

"The tomb of old bastard Mengyong!"

"you you……"

Meng Yong knew that he was doomed. When he saw this extremely humiliating scene, he couldn't help but be so angry that his cheeks were livid, his eyes were about to burst, and he couldn't speak.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that there will be no less than one person in the process of paying homage to you."

With just a few clicks from the young master, Meng Yong was pushed into the grave and buried alive in it.

Then, like a magic trick, the young master appeared in front of the grave with three pillars of incense, and the burning paper money was flying all over the sky.

In addition, there were bursts of funeral and mourning sounds.

The sound of suona, drums, and bells combined to form a sad farewell song.

Ruosu couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that this young man who was regarded as the chief steward of Sword Emperor City would have such a playful heart.

Su Yi came forward, carrying a wine pot, and poured a pot of wine for Meng Yong in the grave. He looked sadly and said, "Good go!"

Meng Yong was so angry that he trembled all over, spit out a mouthful of blood, and shouted in a hissing voice: "It's too much to bully people!! Just wait, everyone in Sword Emperor City, sooner or later -"

The sound stopped suddenly.

A touch of sword energy swept into Meng Yong's eyebrows, destroying his great power. His soul and body exploded into pieces and turned into powder.

Only the original source of the avenue remains.

Not far away, Pan Wurao had a panoramic view of all this, feeling frightened and desperate in his heart.

"How do you want to die?"

The young master has a gentle look and a mellow voice.

Pan Wurao took a deep breath and said, "If possible, I hope you can give me a chance to die on the battlefield on the other side of the front line!"

The young master raised his eyebrows and said, "What a courage! But... you have no chance."

Pan Wurao: "..."

She couldn't help but said: "This plan was all done by Taoist Sanqingguan Niu. Why don't you dare to settle accounts with Sanqingguan? When did the sword cultivators in Sword Emperor City become so bullying and fearful of the strong?"

The young master only said, "Old Yuqing came just now."

There was no explanation, but Pan Wurao was completely stunned.

Dao Zun Yuqing came in person, but he couldn't do anything to this young master of Sword Emperor City?

The young master looked very kind and patient, "Now, what else do you want to say?"

"I……"

Pan Wurao just wanted to say something.

A touch of sword energy had penetrated Pan Wurao's eyebrows, causing him to make the same mistake as Meng Yong.

Seeing this scene, Su Yi couldn't help but be startled, "You ask people, why don't you give them a chance to answer?"

The young master smiled and said: "What she wants to say is just for survival, do you still need to listen?"

Su Yi thought for a moment and nodded.

Looking at the original power left behind by the two hermits, he was actually quite touched.

When will I be able to kill a hermit with a sword as easily as the young master?

"Is Taoist Yuqing really here?"

At this time, Ruosu stepped forward.

The young master nodded and briefly told the story of the battle with Taoist Niu.

Finally, he smiled and bowed to Su Yi, "If it weren't for the help of fellow Taoist Su, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to come here at this time."

There is so much sadness in the words.

Su Yi frowned and said, "The demon in my first life...will it really never come back?"

Suddenly, the smile on the young master's face disappeared.

He was silent for a moment and said, "For you, isn't this a great happy event?"

Su Yi felt complicated and inexplicably lost.

happy event?

Su Yi understood what the young master meant.

If the demon in the first life dies, he will have the opportunity to awaken and inherit the karma of the first life!

And since the inner demon in the first life has stated that he will defend the battlefield, it undoubtedly means that he has given up on the battle between himself and himself!

Can……

Su Yi would rather not want such a happy event!

The young master said warmly: "Things have happened. Let's look at it openly. Although I have always been repulsive and hostile to that inner demon, I have to say that the decision he made this time has changed my view of him a lot."

Su Yi said: "Tell me, why does he have to do this? I don't think that with my current behavior, he can take the initiative to admit defeat and give up the dispute with me."

The young master shook his head and said: "I don't know either. Maybe you can only ask for this answer yourself in the future."

Su Yi fell silent immediately.

He was sure that the inner demon in the first life did this not just to fulfill himself, but for some unknown reason!

"You two, please wait a moment, I have something else to do."

After a while, Su Yi spoke.

With a wave of his sleeve, the Nine River Zhenhe Monuments disappeared out of thin air, and then he turned around and left.

Just when Ruosugu was about to ask if he needed help, the young master shook his head and said, "Let him go."

He vaguely understood Su Yi's mood.

Probably, he didn't want the inner demon to fight on the front line.

Or maybe it’s because he doesn’t want the inner demon to admit defeat like this!

Under the long river of fate.

The forbidden area of ​​​​nirvana.

"All...all dead?"

As the master of the Life Demon lineage, Li Zhong seemed to have lost all his strength at this moment, slumped in the chair, and was completely lost.

Before, he had received news that the millions of troops of the Fate Demon lineage that invaded the Eternal Sky Territory were all wiped out!

Dozens of demon emperors, none of them survived! !

Such bad news was like a bolt from the blue to Li Zhong, who was dumbfounded.

How could it be possible to lose such a unique killing game?

Are those strong men on the other side useless?

Su Yi's heart and soul were clearly trapped in the void, so why did he come back alive?

Why exactly?

Even if Su Yi is alive, with his little skills, how can he be a match for the strong man on the other side?

Confusions flooded into Li Zhong's mind one after another, making him feel like an ant on a hot pot, confused and restless.

Before, he was still eagerly looking forward to the moment when Su Yi died. As long as Su Yi, as the life officer, dies, the destiny of the whole river will be dominated by the life demon lineage!

But now...

All is lost!

Not only that, an unprecedented crisis has shrouded the life demon lineage like a shadow!

How could Su Yi, who had won a great victory, just give up?

They will definitely come to liquidate the Fate Demon lineage!

Thinking of this, Li Zhong could no longer sit still, stood up suddenly, and immediately went to the clan prison, where he saw Mo Hanyi and Lingzhao Demon Emperor who had been imprisoned there.

"we lose……"

Li Zhong spoke bitterly, with a hoarse and low voice, "I am here because I just want you two to come forward and talk to Su Yi for the sake of your fellow clansmen. No matter what the price, I will accept it!"

"I just hope... that it can leave a continuation of the incense for our life demon lineage."

His face was earthy, his eyes were dim, and there was no trace of his demeanor as a master, and he looked extremely downcast.

Mo Hanyi and Lingzhao Demon Emperor looked at each other with complicated emotions.

Before they could speak, a calm voice sounded in the dark prison:

"No chance."