Chapter 1775

"Su Yi, I wish you good results!" After nearly two years' absence, Gong Qi appeared more beautiful and beautiful, and her indifferent snow skin burst into a faint blush.

Su Yi nodded, looked at everyone, and felt happy in his heart. He smiled and said, "you too! By the way, elder Su?"

"The patriarchs and elders of each sect will come to the arena soon!" Mu Yao said with a smile.

Thinking of seeing Su Changlao for a while, Su Yi's heart was slightly tight, and a touch of bitterness crossed his heart like vinegar.

"Stop!"

In the gap between Su Yi and the people of Shenjian gate, a white figure led the rest of the people of Shenjian gate to the statue.

Su Yi, of course, could recognize the person even if he turned gray, and a sneer appeared in his heart. His breath pressed Gong Qi and others to breathe hard, and he said coldly.

"Yun Lingfeng, long time no see?"

The white figure quickly stopped moving forward, as if solidified, slowly turned around, and his trembling eyes fell on Su Yi.

The enemy's road is narrow. I didn't expect to meet my enemy here first.

Today, Su Yi looked at Yun Lingfeng as if he were looking at an mole ant. His eyes trembled, his hands clenched into fists, and his killing intention was awe inspiring!

Yun Lingfeng fought on behalf of the divine sword sect, which was already unpopular. Ying Qianqian and others were all joking at this time, crossing their hands and coldly watching Su Yi walk past.

Su Yi's cry made his whole body tremble slightly, and Yun Lingfeng's body froze, turning back mechanically, and his throat rolled unceasingly.

Compared with the previous two years, Yun Lingfeng's temperament is a little less elegant, but his eyebrows are a little more gloomy and evil, and his face is gloomy, like dead leaves.

The whole person is much thinner, his cheekbones are high and bulging, his Yintang is somewhat obscure, and his long black hair is still combed straight.

The dark circles of her eyes made Su Yi instantly think of Nangong Han Ge in the Nine Star Valley. She frowned and said with a sneer.

"Where do you want to go? I haven't talked to you yet!"

The atmosphere of the two people instantly solidified, and Jun Hao Tianjian's eyebrows stood up on one side. He looked up and down at Yun Lingfeng, his eyes full of contempt, and said.

"Su Yi, this man is wrong! I'll help you solve him!"

Su Yi slightly hooked his mouth, waved his hand, grinned, and the outward pressure of his soul hit Yun Lingfeng like a mountain.

"How strong! This is the realm of the double emperor of the Yuan Dynasty? How can it be so strong!" Sakura covered her mouth and exclaimed.

The mighty soul tore up the surrounding space, and the wild power rushed towards the Yunling storm like a brutal beast, instantly locked on Yunling Feng.

"No, this is my old friend. I haven't had a good chat with him yet?"

Su Yi gradually approached Yun Lingfeng, and a trace of essence flashed in his dark eyes, saying with a low face.

"Do you think so, Yun Lingfeng?"

"Su Yi, what do you want?" Yun Lingfeng's eyes twitched slightly, and his eyes were a little dark. His voice was like frosted paper, and he trembled slightly.

Hearing the words, Su Yi seemed to hear the best joke, touched his heart, and in an instant, a super heavy sword with black body and blood lines was born in Su Yi's palm.

"Boom!"

The wrist shook slightly, Su Yi took a breath, and the huge sword body stood straight in front of Su Yi.

The ground sank slightly, and the strong wind generated by cutting through the space instantly excited the earth and rock to fly away, and the dull jingle shocked everyone's hearts.

Su Yi put his hands on the handle of the sword and said with a smile, "you stabbed me once. If you want to test it, let me stab it too! How about it? Is it cost-effective?"

Yun Lingfeng's narrow eyes were full of shock. This Epee was also used by Su Yi in the past, but now it seems to have changed greatly, and its weight is by no means comparable to that in the past.

This sword is either dead or crippled! Looking at Su Yi's soul, Yun Lingfeng can't estimate what level Su Yi is at!

"Su Yi, don't deceive people too much! You don't have the final say here!" Yun Ling's wind was fierce and his voice trembled slightly, and he drank heavily.

Hearing this sentence, Su Yi's killing intention finally surged out, and the light red breath instantly wrapped his body.

The old man who looked at the demon gate in the distance did not speak. Anyway, it was not the people of the demon gate. Fighting each other was good for the demon gate.

Su Yi sneered and danced the blood demon killing sword again. Under the mighty blood wind, it directly made everyone's ears buzzing and eardrums tingling under the statue of Nanling snow ape.

Yingqianqian, Gong Qi and others immediately turned pale and dizzy. They hurriedly moved their vitality and retreated violently.

Su Yi let out a low drink, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a murderous intention. The bloody light burst out, and the scarlet strong wind instantly turned into a red pitian and blasted towards the cloud Lingfeng,

"Bang!"

"I'll kill you!" Yun Lingfeng saw the bloody strong wind coming, and his eyes were ferocious. He quickly produced a white long sword in his hand. The sword waved the wind, and then collided with the bloody strong wind.

"Boom!"

The white sword curtain woven by Yun Lingfeng was simply vulnerable to Su Yi's shock wave, and the vitality of the body armor in front of him was shaken back for tens of meters by the fluctuating energy wave.

The whole person was defeated on the ground, supported by a long sword, leaving a touch of scarlet blood on the corners of his mouth.

"Yun Lingfeng! You didn't return me a sword back then! Three years of confinement, and one more year! Do you want to forget it!"

A big drink came out of Su Yi's hand, and Su Yi stepped forward. Su Yi took a slight breath, raised the blood demon killing sword again, and swung out two sword waves, cutting violently to the cloud Lingfeng like a giant dragon.

Looking at the bloody sword wave coming from afar, Yun Lingfeng reluctantly stood up and immediately flashed a tall figure in front of him. His shoulder sank slightly and resisted the sword wave!

For a moment, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and a breeze blew gently.

"Su Yi, I took this move for Yun Lingfeng!" The low voice with a slight pain Yin, the middle-aged man looked at Su Yi with a wry smile, his face was slightly pale and trembling, you can imagine that the man who just took the sword was not happy!

"Situ Liuyun, what do you mean!" Su Yi's heavy sword is in his hand, with great momentum. The endless killing intention in his eyes is worrying about nowhere to vent.

Standing in front of Yun Lingfeng is situ Liuyun, the master of the divine sword sect, and the father of situ Muyang.

"I know you hate him. Some things are not what I want. Shenjianmen is making up for it. If you think it's not enough, I'm willing to bear your anger for Yun Lingfeng!"

"Su Yi! You bastard! Don't hurt my wind!" On the high platform in the distance, an old man in a light gray robe shouted in a panic.

Looking at the fast-moving figure, Su Yi raised a smile at the corner of her mouth and said in a hate voice.

"Baimingshan! Master, come and die!"