Chapter 388

The voice fell, and Jian Xi turned and left.

"Captain..."

Dozens of disciples of the torture hall crowded up, and the colors on their faces were very complex.

"I said, if I quit the torture hall, whether you want to arrest him or not is your business." Jian Xi said to the group of disciples of the torture hall, and then he was about to turn around and leave. He suddenly looked back, looked at Su Yi, and asked, "can you tell me what kind of sword technique it was just?"

"I don't know. If you have to choose a name, it's called 'sword killing formula'!" Su Yi replied.

"Kill sword formula..." Jian Xi whispered.

"The sword, for me, is not for viewing. The real sword is a lethal weapon, a weapon used to stab into the enemy's body and cause damage to the enemy. No matter how strong the sword technique is, no matter how gorgeous the sword moves are, the final result is just such a fact. When you pull out the sword, your purpose is how to stab into the enemy's body. You can completely omit all redundant actions, but the two actions of pulling out the sword and stabbing into the enemy's body are the most important, so it is called‘ Sword killing formula '! " Su Yi's eyes flickered with light, which was understood from the mural.

"Draw the sword and stab..."

Jian Xi muttered to himself, as if he had realized something.

"Sword killing formula, what kind of sword technique is this?" Hearing the words, the disciples were also talking. It was the first time they had heard of such a sword technique, but it seemed that what they said was reasonable, but it was difficult to understand.

"Thanks a lot."

Immediately, Jian Xi looked at Su Yi and nodded. In everyone's surprise, he actually saluted Su Yi. Immediately, there was vitality under the sole of his foot, which turned into a beast's shadow and left in the air.

"Captain!"

The disciples of the torture hall present changed their colors and left with Jian Xi in their eyes.

Then, the dozens of disciples of the torture hall locked their eyes on Su Yi, with complex eyes, shock, anger, gloom and fear.

"Why, are you going to do it?"

Su Yi glanced at the disciples of the torture hall. On his calm face, his eyes flashed out with a few cold colors.

"Su Yi, the duty of our torture hall is to capture you and go back. You'd better go back with us. Don't you think you can be the opponent of so many of us?"

Among the disciples of the torture hall, a good young man bit his teeth, looked at Su Yi and said.

At the moment behind him, there are dozens of disciples of the death hall, each of whom is the yuan spiritual realm, including several yuan spiritual realm double cultivation, and his own yuan spiritual realm triple cultivation. So many people don't believe that they can't do anything about Su Yi.

"Hold your hands, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Listening to the young man's words, other disciples of the torture hall suddenly had confidence.

There are dozens of disciples in the torture hall. I don't believe that no matter how strong Su Yi is, he can defeat so many people in the torture hall.

However, although at the moment these disciples of the torture hall once again have their own confidence, they still have some fear in their eyes when they see Su Yi for no reason.

Su Yi's eyes swept over the group of disciples of the torture hall. Dozens of disciples of the torture hall, each of whom was above the level of the yuan spirit realm, were really difficult to deal with.

However, Su Yi didn't pay much attention to it. With the help of whirling and changing steps, he felt the gale Golden Eagle not far away. It seemed that he hadn't left these days and was still waiting for himself, so if he wanted to go, he wouldn't have much problem at all.

Su Yi was worried that if he left, he was afraid that these disciples of the torture hall would still follow him and be as troublesome.

"Su Yi, hold your hands and get caught. You can't escape today!"

As soon as he worked hard, the good young man of Xingtang drank heavily, his breath rippled, and his sword came out of its sheath.

"Hum!"

"Boom..."

At that time, dozens of disciples of the torture hall moved together, their vitality was thin under the soles of their feet, their figures swept out, and their breath exploded. A sword appeared, pulled out of its sheath, and the sound of the sword rang through the void.

Dozens of figures gathered around Su Yi, and dozens of long swords filled the air of the sword, flashing light, pointing directly at Su Yi!

Dozens of auras at the level of the yuan spiritual realm gathered together, and the momentum was huge, making the square tremble, flying sand and stones, shocking people!

"Is there a war?"

A disciple's eyes showed horror. There were many people in the torture hall. It seemed that he would not want to let Su Yi, the external disciple, go.

"I'm afraid it's going to make a big deal!"

Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing and others have just breathed, and their hearts have been mentioned in their throat.

They originally thought that it would be all right to defeat Jian Xi. After all, tomorrow is the ten thousand sword conference, but they never thought that the torture hall would be so determined.

"We don't care?"

Looking at the movement in the field, a group of deacons, someone asked.

"How to manage? These boys in the torture hall are not easy to mess with. We won't listen to them." A middle-aged deacon smiled bitterly.

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"It seems that you don't want to stop. I'll accompany you. Who dares to block me will bear the consequences!"

Su Yi was also angry. The disciples of the torture hall were really endless.

"Rumble..." as the voice fell, the wind and thunder resounded, sonorous, and a new breath swept out of Su Yi's body.

At this time, the triple cultivation of Su Yiyuan's spiritual realm was no longer reserved, and the red light was diffuse, accompanied by a vast and majestic atmosphere.

Such a breath makes people tremble, so it can suppress everything!

"Ouch..."

"Mutter..."

Under such a breath, the nearby monsters roared and trembled, prostrated for it, and the monsters' mounts in the sky neighed and trembled, shaky.

"Yuan Lingjing triple, he is only yuan Lingjing triple cultivation!"

When Su Yi's breath remained, it also surprised some of the sharp eyed people present.

The triple cultivation of Yuan spiritual realm defeated the quadruple cultivation of sword eleven yuan spiritual realm. They knew what it meant.

"How can this breath be so strong!"

Dozens of disciples of the torture hall were awakened by the shock at the moment. The vast breath made them unable to help palpitating. Under this overwhelming breath, Yao couldn't help kneeling down.

"Who dares to stop me!"

Su Yi opened his mouth, and his voice roared through the square. He planned to fight in the first World War to intimidate the torture hall, otherwise he might not be able to get away today.

Looking at Su Yi, dozens of children of the torture hall looked at each other, and their hands shaking inexplicably.

Especially after seeing that Jian Xi was also defeated, none of them dared to take the lead. The breath that filled the boy in front of them at the moment was really terrible for them.

"Bold!"

Suddenly, a majestic cry came and fell in the ears of everyone present, just like thunder, making people's souls tremble.

With the sound falling, a figure appeared in the scene like out of thin air, and fell in front of Su Yi surrounded by the disciples of the torture hall.

The visitor seemed to be less than 50 years old, and looked very young, like obsidian, bright, dazzling black pupils flashed with awe inspiring spirit. Under the seemingly calm eye waves, there were sharp eyes at any time.