The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

"Let's go to the palace for a walk."

Su Yi stood up from the wicker chair and looked at the sky.

It was dusk and the dusk was falling.

Monk Hongji's face suddenly changed and he said: "Sir, please don't be rash. In the palace, there is now an elder, two guardians, four deacons and eighteen monks from the Heavenly Prison Demon Court. That kind of power is enough to sweep through All enemies within the Great Zhou Dynasty..."

Then, he quickly introduced the identities of these people.

The elder of the Heavenly Prison Demon Court who sits in the imperial palace is named Hua Hongtai, and he is a veritable great monk in the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

The two guardians, one named Liu Ying and the other named Duan Pojia, were both at the Star Gathering Realm.

The four deacons possess Yuanfu realm cultivation.

The other eighteen monks are all descendants of the Heavenly Prison Demon Court, and they are all at the Bigu Realm.

After hearing this, before Su Yi said anything, Yuan Heng sneered and said: "This kind of power is completely worthless in front of the master. Monk, you don't have to worry about this."

Bai Wenqing also nodded and said: "Ryan is indeed far from a threat to Senior Su."

Even Ge Qian, who had a cautious temperament, breathed a sigh of relief at this moment and said: "I thought the Heavenly Hell Demon Court was so powerful. If it's just this lineup, it's really not enough."

Monk Hongji: "..."

He was completely confused. How dare these guys not take the spiritual realm monks seriously? !

"Let's go."

Su Yi put his hands on his back and left Songfeng Villa.

Monk Hongji opened his mouth to say something, but Yuan Heng reminded him kindly: "Monk, what you hear is false, and what you see is true. You might as well come with us and just watch the excitement."

"this……"

Monk Hongji was obviously hesitant, but when he saw that Su Yi and his party had already started taking action, he gritted his teeth and followed immediately.

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At dusk, the grand and ancient palace is bathed in an orange-red glow.

Tai'an Palace.

Nine giant bronze tripods stand in the shape of nine palaces.

At this time, a group of monks took out their treasure bottles and poured thick scarlet blood into the nine giant cauldrons.

This is blood food after refining, containing astonishing blood energy.

As these monks continued to fall, the surface of the giant bronze cauldron also turned red, becoming as red as blood.

Inside the nine giant cauldrons, the blood was thick and constantly churning, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood.

Zhou Zhili was sitting on the side of the hall, watching the scene from a distance, his face pale, he clenched his hands and tried hard to restrain the urge to vomit.

"It's just a little bloody smell, but your Majesty can't stand it now? You're really a idiot."

A monk sneered.

The other monks started laughing.

Zhou Zhili looked embarrassed, bowed his head and said nothing, but in his heart he was filled with hatred.

These monks, all dressed in black robes, came from the Heavenly Hell Demon Court. They had been misbehaving in the palace these days and did not take him, the Emperor of Zhou, seriously at all.

"Act quickly, the refined Blood Evil Pills have to be sent to Elder Hua, so we can't waste time."

On the dragon chair in the distance, a thin old man with gray beard and gray hair was reclining, with sunken eye sockets and a cold temperament.

Duan armor!

A protector of the Heavenly Hell Demon Court.

Hearing his voice, the monks did not dare to neglect and took action immediately.

"For this period of time, in order to refine this so-called blood evil spirit pill, you, the Heavenly Hell Demon Court, have not hesitated to drive monsters from all over the world to harm the people of the world and collect blood food."

Zhou Zhili looked at Duan Pojia and couldn't help but ask, "I'm really curious, what exactly do you want to do?"

Duan Pojia glanced at Zhou Zhi

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Li glanced at me and said with a smile: "I will naturally let you know what you should know. It's better not to know what you shouldn't know."

Zhou Zhili said in a deep voice: "Then when will you stop? Do you have to kill all the people in the Zhou Dynasty?"

Duan Pojia looked strange and said: "It's just a small Zhou Dynasty. Even if he kills all the people in this world, the blood evil spirit pills he refines are far from enough."

Zhou Zhili's expression suddenly changed, and he almost couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course, although we are a demonic sect, we will not do stupid things like fishing from the lake. After a while, we will go to countries such as Wei and Qin to continue collecting blood food."

Duan Pojia said slowly, "According to our estimation, if we can collect 100,000 kilograms of blood food every day, we should be able to refine the Blood Evil Spirit Pills in less than three months, which should be enough."

Three months!

One hundred thousand pounds of blood food every day!

Zhou Zhili's hands and feet felt cold and his heart was trembling.

As far as he knew, only by killing ten young adults could one pound of blood food be refined from their blood.

And collecting 100,000 kilograms of blood food every day means that millions of people have to be killed every day!

If it lasts for three months, at least 90 million people will have to be killed before the Heavenly Hell Demon Court can refine enough Blood Evil Spirit Pills!

Wherever such cruel and vicious things spread, how is the world any different from a bloody purgatory?

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God if you do this?"

Zhou Zhili's face became paler. He couldn't imagine how there could be such a cruel and murderous monk in this world, who harvested all living beings like grass.

This is no longer cruel, but inhumane!

"God's punishment?"

Duan Pojia couldn't help laughing, "I, a demon cultivator, go against the will of heaven, why have we ever cared about this? Little guy, you are not a cultivator after all, and you don't know at all. As long as you are strong enough, even the so-called divine punishment cannot do anything to me. wait!"

The voice was full of scorn and confidence.

Zhou Zhili was so lost that he couldn't understand this rhetoric at all.

After a long while, he shook his head bitterly and said: "Not to mention these, I just want to ask, why do you, the Heavenly Prison Demon Court, want to arrest people related to Master Su? He has never offended you."

Duan Pojia thought for a moment and said, "This is an order."

"Whose order?"

Zhou Zhili became increasingly confused.

"Chu Xiu."

A deep voice suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Following the sound, two figures flew past.

One figure is majestic and tall, and the other has a beautiful and dignified appearance.

It was Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing.

Duan Pojia suddenly sat upright from the dragon chair. The monks who were pouring blood food into the nine giant cauldrons also stopped their movements and looked over.

Zhou Zhili stood up suddenly, but he didn't recognize Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing. He couldn't help but be surprised, how did these two people enter the palace? Could it be that they were land gods?

"Who are you? How dare you trespass on the territory of my Heavenly Hell Demon Court?"

A gray-robed man from the Heavenly Hell Demon Court shouted, with a bad look on his face.

Now the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty is no different from being occupied by their Heavenly Hell Demon Court.

But now, there are people who dare to break into this place without permission. They clearly don't take them into consideration!

boom!

Yuan Heng raised his hand and struck out with a palm from the air. The head of the gray-robed man with Bigu Realm cultivation suddenly exploded, blood flew out, and he died suddenly on the spot.

It was as easy as swatting a fly to death.

"You dare to make such a noise even if you are in the bigu realm, it would be a shame to die."

Yuan Heng was disdainful.

Bai Wenqing was startled for a moment, and she was keenly aware of Yuan Heng's actions and expression at this moment.

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Their attitude was obviously influenced by their master Su Yi, and they were all tyrannical to the core.

"How dare you kill people from my Heavenly Hell Demon Court!?"

In the main hall, the monks were in a commotion, and they were all frightened and angry.

Zhou Zhili was also shocked, but immediately he felt extremely happy inside, and excitement appeared on his brows. Good kill! Well done!

At this time, Duan Pojia, who was sitting on the dragon chair, stood up suddenly and said sternly: "You bastard, you dare to run wild without even looking at whose territory this is. You are so impatient!"

"Yeah."

Yuan Heng grinned, stretched his figure, and the cultivation level that belonged to the middle stage of the Star Gathering Realm was suddenly released.

boom!

The whole hall trembled violently, and the terrifying pressure oppressed those monks who were only in the Bigu realm and turned pale with horror, and their dead souls emerged.

"Star-Gathering Realm! This guy is from the Star-Gathering Realm!"

Someone screamed in panic.

Duan Pojia's pupils also shrank, his face changed slightly, and he said: "Is it possible that fellow Taoist fellows are like us and do not belong to this Cangqing Continent?"

As far as he knew, monks in the Great Zhou Realm were very rare, let alone the Star Gathering Realm, even the Yuanfu Realm.

But now, someone from the Star Gathering Realm came in, which made Duan Pojia have to suspect that the other party, like himself, did not belong to the Cangqing Continent.

"A dying man talks so much nonsense, do you really think we are here to chat?"

Yuan Heng strode forward, "Wen Qing, I leave those little ants to you, I'll take care of this old thing!"

Bai Wenqing nodded gently, "Yes."

"You guys hurry up and notify Elder Hua, I'll stop them!"

Seeing this, Duan Pojia immediately shouted loudly.

boom!

While speaking, he took action directly, reached out and pulled out a bloody halberd, set off a bloody light all over the sky, and slashed towards Yuan Heng in the air.

Zhou Zhili's breath was suffocated.

This piece of armor-piercing is also a Star-Gathering Realm figure. He practices demonic inheritance and has strong combat power. This made Zhou Zhili couldn't help but sweat for Yuan Heng.

But in just an instant, Zhou Zhili was dumbfounded.

Then he saw Yuan Heng striding forward, punching out a fist seal, and the bloody halberd slashed by Duan Armor exploded inch by inch like paper, splashing and flying.

But the remaining force of those fist seals continued unabated, and they hit Duan Po Jia's chest hard.

boom!

Duan's armor-piercing figure flew out directly, smashed the dragon chair behind him, and threw it against the wall. His body was embedded in it, and stone chips flew everywhere.

It was clearly visible that a shocking fist mark was sunken into his chest, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his face turned as pale as paper.

With one punch, he severely defeated a Star-Gathering Realm protector from the Heavenly Hell Demon Court!

That scene immediately shocked the whole audience.

Zhou Zhili was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. Who is this guy? This fighting power is too domineering and terrifying! ?

The Bigu realm monks who had planned to escape from the hall to seek help were all frightened, their scalps were numb, and their livers and gallbladders were about to burst.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but Duan Penijia was defeated too quickly. With just one punch, he was defeated and seriously injured, leaving them with no chance to escape!

At this time, Bai Wenqing, who was guarding the door of the hall, took action.

She raised her jade-like plain hand and waved it in the air.

A crystal clear ice blade whizzed out, bringing with it a biting coldness. When it fell, those Bigu realm monks were killed on the spot like straw.

No one will survive!

This is an absolute crushing in terms of strength, no different than casually crushing an ant!

"Another Star Gathering Realm..."

Duan Pojia stood there in a daze, as if he were mourning his heir.

Zhou Zhili was shocked and couldn't help but be ecstatic!