Su Yiwen Lingzhao

    Wen Jieyuan poses very high and aggressive.

    Su Yi glanced at the courtyard and saw that nothing had been damaged, so he said casually: "There were indeed a lot of weird things that happened last night, but... what is it with you?"

    Wen Jieyuan frowned and said with a smile: "Su Yi, your son-in-law has only been the shopkeeper of Xinghuang Medical Center for one day, and your temper has become so big?"

    The guards also sneered.

    As a member of the Wen family, who does not know how useless and unbearable Su Yi is this year?

    I didn't even take him seriously!

    Wen Jieyuan continued to speak in a disdainful tone, "Or, do you think that cousin Lingzhao has become the master's disciple, and your cheap husband will also have a bright future?"

    "I'm not afraid to tell you, even if I kill you here, cousin Lingzhao will not avenge you!"

    After all, he looked at Su Yi with a look of pity.

    Su Yi's expression became more dull, and suddenly said, "Do you recognize Wu Rouqiu?"

    Wen Jieyuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said, "Did you see this Taoist priest You Fang last night?"

     "Sure enough, you and your father should have known about the problems in this courtyard. If someone else lived here last night, I'm afraid they would have died long ago."

    Su Yi understood.

    Wen Jieyuan was silent for a moment, then smiled suddenly, with a strange look in his eyes, "Su Yi, you should have died last night, but it's not too late."

    He raised his hand and waved, his voice cold and indifferent, "Kill him!"

    "Yes!"

    Around the courtyard, men in black and other guards took the lead, all stepped forward and surrounded Su Yi, their eyes were cold, and murderous intent lingered on their brows.

    "Sorry, I'm sorry!"

    Clang!

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    The short knife draws a straight edge.

    Su Yi didn't move, the scabbard in his hand suddenly hit back.

    When the short knife was only half a foot away from stabbing Su Yi's back, the short and stout man's chest was hit by the scabbard first.

    Click!

    It seemed like an understatement, but it revealed an incomparably domineering force.

    Not waiting for him to react, the scabbard suddenly lifted and slammed into his neck.

    In an instant, before the sword was unsheathed or Su Yi turned his head, he killed the enemy behind him!

    Everyone was horrified.

    "This trash has recovered!"

    On the side of the ancient well, Wen Jieyuan's face sank.

    A year ago, Su Yixiu, the sword head of the outer gate of Qinghe Sword Mansion, lost his realm and joined the Xianwen family as a crippled person.

    But now, when Su Yi raised his hand, he killed a blood-moving figure!

    "Come on!"

    The man in black spoke coldly.

    When he spoke, he took the lead, raised a three-foot copper mace in his hand, and struck down.

    Shout!

    The strong wind ripped apart the air and made a piercing scream.

    The other seven guards attacked at the same time, holding axes, tomahawks, knives, forks and other weapons.

    Just from the chilling breath emanating from them, it can be seen that these guards are all stubborn and have been killed for a long time.

    Being surrounded by this, Su Yi turned his eyes to the sword in his hand and whispered to himself:

    "It's okay, I will baptize you with the blood of these people today."

    The sound is still reverberating.

    Clang!

    In an instant, a sharp edge appeared.

    Sword name "Dust Front".

    Take the meaning of "I enter the mortal world, sharpen my heart like a front".

    Clang!

    The man in black swung the three-footed copper mace, and it was swept by the Chen Feng sword. With a click, the copper mace was cut into two pieces like tofu.

    The blade is too sharp and domineering!

     piping hot and bright red.

    He groaned and retreated in horror.

    At this moment, he saw a **** scene—

    Saw Su Yi's sleeve robes fluttering, holding a long sword, walking between looking forward, like an exiled immortal, in an instant he strikes his sword six times in a row.

    Chop, stab, pick, scratch, collapse, split!

    At that moment, Su Yi's figure was like a wind that swayed freely.

    Boom!

    A guard fell to the ground with a **** hole in his throat.

    Pfft!

    The head of another guard was chopped off, and he was thrown into the air, his face still filled with panic.

    Following, a series of dense collisions and dull voices sounded, and other guards were either hacked, or their necks were cut, or their chests were cut...

    The bright red blood is like a puff of fireworks, poignant and bloody, blooming in the void of the courtyard.

    When Su Yi retracted his sword and stomped his feet.

    In the presence, except for the man in black and Wen Jieyuan on the side of the ancient well, the rest of the people were killed on the ground and blood flowed into rivers.

    It all ended in a moment.

    It was like a thunderbolt, and it returned to silence!

    Where they stood, seven corpses fell in a pool of blood, and the picture was bloody.

    "This... what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

    The man in black was stunned, in a trance, his pupils were full of confusion, and he was completely shocked.

    Wen Jieyuan in the distance was also startled, trembling all over, panicked and angry, and his face was full of disbelief.

    "By killing and raising the sword, it will be fierce, and using blood to quench the sword will be more suffocating. It is the best policy to sharpen the sword with the heart of the Tao. It's okay to be contaminated with ominous aura."

    Su Yi looked at the Fengchen sword in his hand, and then looked at Wen Jieyuan in the distance, and said indifferently, "Why don't you dare to go forward to fight, the children of the dignified Wen family?"

    Wen Jieyuan felt cold all over.

    "Master, go!"

    Suddenly, the black-clothed man not far away shouted violently, with a strong crossbow in his hand, aiming at Su Yi.

    Whoosh!

    An arrow burst out, as fast as lightning, with a piercing edge.

    Su Yi's figure turned slightly to the side, the arrow swept across three inches from his neck, and slammed into the distant wall with a bang, splashing a handful of stone chips, and the wall was covered with Dig a deep hole.

    You can see the power of this arrow!

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Jieyuan had already reacted and rushed out of the courtyard immediately.

    The man in black held a strong crossbow, kept pulling the bowstring with his left hand, and pulled the trigger.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Screaming like a tidal wave, one after another sharp arrows swept through the air, shooting towards Su Yi, dense as rain.

    Su Yi moved forward instead of retreating, his figure flickered and moved forward.

    At this time, even if walking under the arrow rain, she seems calm and composed

    Arrow assassination.

    In the blink of an eye, Su Yi came to the man in black unscathed.

    "You will only hurt yourself by doing this, uncle!"

    The man in black shouted sharply, the arrows in his crossbow machine had been used up, facing Su Yi who was close at hand, he couldn't help showing despair.

    Strong!

    Too strong!

    Let a character like him feel fear and helplessness from the bottom of his heart.

    "You are faithful to the Savior, and you are worthy of praise. I will give you a pleasure."

    Speaking, the dust sword flashed in Su Yi's hand.

    Pfft!

    The man in black was pierced in the chest and his heart was broken.

    When he was about to die, he couldn't believe that Su Yi would act so swiftly, as if he didn't care about the serious consequences of doing so.

    With a thud, the figure of the man in black fell softly into a pool of blood.

    Su Yi's eyes were already looking in another direction.

    Wen Jieyuan has fled to the gate of the courtyard, panicking like a lost dog.

    How could Su Yi let him escape.

    He raised his toes, and a short knife on the ground flipped up and fell into his palm.

    Then, his arm suddenly exerted force and raised his hand to throw.

    Shhh!

    The huge impact brought his body to the gate of the courtyard, and then sat on the ground with a star in front of his eyes.

    The pain in her body and the fear in her heart made Wen Jieyuan almost collapse.

    "If I had known, they wouldn't have locked the door..."

    Wen Jieyuan looked desperate.

    But right now—

    The gate of the courtyard was opened from the outside, and a group of figures appeared outside the courtyard.

    The leader's body is as high as a mountain, dressed in military uniforms, and when his eyes are opened and closed, it is like a cold electric current.

    It is the city lord's palace guards who command Nie Beihu.

    "Master Nie help!"

    Wen Jieyuan, who was originally desperate, was now extremely excited and ecstatic, crying out for help, like a man who was about to drown grabbing a straw.

    "This..."

    Nie Beihu glanced across the courtyard, and couldn't help being startled by the corpses and blood all over the floor, his face changed suddenly, and he took a deep breath.

    After that, all eyes fell on Su Yi, who was standing alone in the courtyard with a long sword in his hand, unable to calm down.

    Who can't see that all this is from Su Yi's handwriting?

    "Master Nie, hurry up, hurry up and catch the thief Su Yi, he is rampant, killing all my entourages, and also killing me!"

    Wen Jieyuan shouted hurriedly, his face full of resentment and excitement.

    He was also present at the birthday banquet of the old astronomer, and witnessed scenes of Nie Beihu and the city lord Fu Shan attending the banquet together.

    This made him subconsciously think that since Nie Beihu was on good terms with the Wen family, he would definitely support himself.

    But the next scene made Wen Jieyuan dumbfounded.

    Seeing Nie Beihu's expression suddenly changed, he bowed his hands to Su Yi and said, "Mr. Nie came late to rescue him, and I hope Young Master Su will forgive me."

    "Master Nie, you... how are you..."

    Wen Jieyuan was as if struck by lightning, dumbfounded, speechless.

    Nie Beihu looked indifferent, ignored him at all, turned a blind eye, and only looked at Su Yi with respect.

    Su Yi frowned slightly, but looked at Huang Qianjun, "Did you invite Master Nie to come?"

    Huang Qianjun froze, hearing the displeasure in Su Yi's tone, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

    He intended to explain, but in the end he just lowered his head and said bitterly:

    "Yes."

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