Chapter 39

Wen Jieyuan's attitude was 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's the matter with you?"

Wen Jieyuan frowned and said amusingly: "Su Yi, your son-in-law has only been the shopkeeper of Xinghuang Medical Center for a 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 past year?

They didn't even pay attention to him!

Wen Jieyuan's tone was disdainful, and he continued to speak: "Or, 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 duller and he suddenly said, "Do you recognize Wu Rouqiu?"

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

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

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, the men in black and other guards led the orders, all stepped forward and surrounded Su Yi, all of them had cold eyes, and murderous intent lingered on their brows.

"Uncle, I'm sorry!"

Clang!

A short and strong man pulled out a short cold iron knife, and slammed the soles of his feet on the ground. His figure was like an arrow from the string, and he stabbed Su Yi's vest from behind.

The short knife drew a straight sharp edge.

Like a thunderbolt.

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

When the short knife was only about 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 overbearing force. The short and stout man's rib cage shattered, collapsed, and screamed in pain.

Before he could react, the scabbard was lifted abruptly and smashed hard on his neck.

With a bang, this sturdy guard with the level of "refining meat" in the blood-moving realm was directly smashed to the ground, his neck bone was broken, his head drooped softly, and he was completely breathless.

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

Everyone was horrified.

"This waste has recovered his cultivation!"

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 Zaowen family as a cripple. This is a well-known fact in Guangling City.

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

"Go together!"

The man in black made a cold voice.

He is the leader of this group of guards, with a tall, thin and vigorous figure, with a bright light in his eyes. He has been immersed in the level of "strengthening tendons" for many years, and has very rich combat experience.

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

laugh!

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

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

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.

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

"Well, today I will baptize you with the blood of these people."

The sound is still reverberating.

Clang!

In an instant, a sharp edge appeared.

Ruo night's ethereal black sword body with a hint of purple brilliance, raised in the void, the sword chanted clear and clear, like a cry of eagerness to eat and blood.

The name of the sword is "Chen Feng".

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 was swept by the Chen Feng sword. With a click, the copper mace was cut into two pieces like tofu.

That sword is too sharp and domineering!

With one sword, the black man's right hand holding the copper mace was chopped off, and blood shot from the broken wrist like a waterfall.

Hot and bright red.

He groaned and backed away in horror.

It was at this moment that he saw a bloody scene——

Seeing Su Yi's sleeves swaying, holding a long sword in his hand, walking among his gazes, like an immortal, he used his sword six times in a row in an instant.

Slash, stab, pick, draw, collapse, split!

Every sword strikes as fast as wind, invades as fire, and scatters arbitrarily, with an ethereal feeling that is erratic like electricity and fast like a streamer.

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

boom!

A bloody hole appeared in the throat of one of the guards, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground.

puff!

The head of the other guard was chopped off, and he was thrown into the air, his face still full of horror.

Immediately afterwards, a series of dense collisions and dull sounds sounded, and other guards were either hacked, or their necks were cut off, 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 paused.

In the field, except for the man in black and Wen Jieyuan on the side of the ancient well, everyone else died on the ground with blood flowing into a river.

Everything ended in an instant.

It was like a sudden thunderstorm, and it returned to silence!

Looking at Su Yi again, his expression was as indifferent as before. He held the sword in his hand and stood at will, like the blade of the sword in the night, with the remaining blood beads falling to the ground drop by drop.

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

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

The man in black was stunned, his mind was 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 his body, his face full of disbelief.

"Killing and raising the sword will make the sword stronger, and quenching the sword with blood will make the sword stronger. It is the best policy to sharpen the sword with the heart of the Tao. However, although the Chenfeng sword has a trace of spirituality, it is a mortal weapon after all, and it is contaminated with savage aura. It's okay."

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 fight with the children of the dignified Wen family?"

Wen Jieyuan felt cold all over.

He just moved to the blood refining stage, and since childhood, he has experienced such bloody scenes, and he has long been frightened.

"Master, let's 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 blasted out, as fast as lightning, with a piercing edge.

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

You can see the hegemony of this arrow!

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

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

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

There was a shriek like a tide, and one after another of sharp arrows swept through the air and shot towards Su Yi, densely packed like rain.

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

He is already at the level of moving blood and tendons, rising like an arrow, falling like a wind, and his body is extremely flexible.

At this time, even walking under the rain of arrows, he seemed to be calm and composed.

Arrow assassination.

In a few blinks, Su Yi came to the man in black unscathed.

"Uncle, if you do this, you will only hurt yourself!"

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.

powerful!

too strong!

It made him feel the fear and helplessness from his heart.

"Your faithfulness to the Savior is worthy of praise, so I will give you joy."

With that said, the Chen Feng sword flashed in Su Yi's hand.

puff!

The man in black had his chest pierced and his heart shattered.

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 had 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 into the air and fell into his palm.

Then, his arm suddenly exerted force, and he raised his hand and threw it.

Swish!

The short knife swept through the void like an arrow, as fast as a thunderbolt, and slammed into Wen Jieyuan's back.

With a huge impact, he slammed into the courtyard gate with his body, and then sat down on the ground with a star in front of his eyes.

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

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let them lock the door..."

Wen Jieyuan showed despair on his face.

But at this moment-

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

The head of the person is hidden like a mountain, wearing a military uniform and shirt, when the eyes are opened and closed, it is like a cold electric current.

It was the city lord's mansion's guard commander Nie Beihu.

"Master Nie, help!"

Wen Jieyuan, who was originally desperate, was very excited and ecstatic at this moment, crying out for help, like a man who was about to drown grabbing a straw.

"This……"

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

Next to Nie Beihu, followed by Huang Qianjun and the guards of the city lord's mansion, they also saw the bloody scene, all of them were shocked and tense.

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 evil thief Su Yi. He murdered all my entourage and killed me too!"

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

He was also present at the old astronomer's old lady's birthday banquet 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 him.

But the next scene made Wen Jieyuan dumbfounded.

Seeing that 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, his expression sluggish, and he was too shocked to speak.

Nie Beihu's expression was indifferent, he 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 Lord Nie here?"

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

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

"Yes."

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