Chapter 278

The bright moonlight was hazy like fog, and the mountains were filled with blood and blood, and the traces of the battle could be seen everywhere.

But at this time, except for him, the other four Innate Martial Sects have all suffered.

This made Situ Gong feel indescribable sadness in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Situ Gong said: "To be honest with your son, we each took out a rank five spirit medicine, and then we learned of the son's trace from Shifang Pavilion."

"you can go now."

Su Yi put away Xuanwu sword and said casually.

Situ Gong said in disbelief, "Why didn't Young Master Su kill me?"

Su Yi thought for a while, and said, "You came to snatch good fortune, and you have no intention of harming my life. The crime does not lead to death, and it is enough to impose punishment."

Situ Gong was stunned, and said with a complicated expression: "So that's the case... Thank you son for not killing him."

Say it.

He turned away, looking lonely.

"Remember, you owe me your life."

In the distance, Situ Gong heard Su Yi's voice.

He stopped in place, took a deep breath, and said, "A, I won't dare to forget!"

Soon, the figure of Situ Gong disappeared into the vast darkness.

"Qingwan, go and pack up the spoils."

Su Yi patted the soul nourishing gourd by his waist.

In a cloud of smoke, Qingwan emerged out of thin air and led the way.

Su Yi took out the rattan chair and lay in it, completely relaxed.

"This battle, I'm afraid that those little beasts will see it in the eyes again."

He looked into the depths of the sky, and was sure in his heart that there must be a Jiguang bird raised by Shifang Pavilion in that place.

The night was dark.

Yuntao Temple has long since turned into ruins.

Wen Chongyuan and others looked at the young robed youth sitting in the rattan chair from a distance, each and everyone lost their souls.

The previous battle was like a fight between gods!

Four of the five innate martial sects died here, and the one who killed them was a young boy!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it if I was killed.

Not long after, Qingwan came over after packing up her trophies.

In addition to the spiritual weapons they held, the medicinal pills needed for healing and cultivation, the four innate martial sects that most attracted Su Yi's attention were the forty fourth-order spiritual stones.

These spirit stones show different colors and contain different attributes of aura, such as green wood aura, red fire aura, gengjin aura, and so on.

This is the rarity and preciousness of the fourth-order spirit stone.

The spirit stones of the first to third tiers contain ordinary auras, and it is nothing more than a difference in the purity of the spirits.

And starting from the fourth-order spiritual stone, the spiritual energy contained in it has brought a mysterious attribute aura, which is of great benefit to tempering the innate energy.

In this Great Zhou territory, the value of the fourth-order spirit stone is like a treasure, even the characters of the innate martial arts are not willing to use it for cultivation.

Often only when the realm breaks through, will it be used as a realm-breaking thing.

It can be said that the forty fourth-order spiritual stones that he has obtained at the moment are already considered a fortune for Su Yi.

Putting away these spoils, Su Yi got up and decided to continue on his way.

When his eyes swept over Wen Chongyuan and others in the distance, he remembered something, and took out a bright silver sword.

This is the relic of the tall and thin white-robed man, a spirit soldier with full of spirituality and extraordinary appearance.

This scene shocked Wen Chongyuan and the others, and they all trembled, thinking that Su Yi was going to do something to them.

Especially Wen Chongyuan, who immediately bowed and saluted, sweating profusely: "Before, I was the one who was blind, and offended the young master.

Wei, please forgive me! "

The blue-shirted youth Li Gui and the others also panicked, shivering, and their bodies were almost soft to the ground.

Su Yi ignored Wen Chongyuan, and his eyes fell on Miss Xiaohe, who was also full of anxiety, extremely nervous, like a frightened deer.

"This sword is for you."

Su Yi smiled, raised his hand and threw it, and the silver sword fell in front of Miss Xiao He from a distance like a streak of silver light.

This naive young girl subconsciously grabbed the sword, then she was taken aback and stammered: "Give...give me?"

"In the future, uphold your nature and cultivate well."

Saying that, Su Yi put his hands on his back and walked with Qingwan in the moonlight under the moonlight, floating away.

Until the figure who saw him disappeared, Miss Xiaohe was stunned, her little face was full of confusion, that guy...why did he give himself a sword?

Also, what does it mean to uphold nature?

"Fortunately, this Young Master Su has a generous mind and doesn't care about us. Otherwise, we might be killed by our rude actions tonight."

Wen Zhongyuan let out a long breath.

It was also at this moment that the elder from Changning Academy realized that his clothes had long been soaked in cold sweat.

Li Gui and others also wiped away their sweat, feeling a sense of happiness like the rest of their lives.

"Master, what should I do with this sword?"

The little girl couldn't help but say.

Suddenly, all eyes fell on the clear and bright silver sword in her hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, the man in the white robe just now was Shi Chuang, the 'Broken Wind Sword Lord'. Twenty years ago, he was famous all over the world with his 'Broken Wind Demon Sword', and his swordsmanship was superb. , won the praise and admiration of many big people."

Wen Chongyuan said with emotion, "Who would have imagined that a kendo giant like him would actually die under the sword of that Young Master Su. It's really... unbelievable..."

The mood of the crowd was tumultuous again.

In fact, whether it is Shi Chuang, the swordsman of the wind, or Lieyang Zhenren, Mo Qingcang and others, each of them is a big man enough to make them unattainable.

It is precisely because of this that when they saw these big figures being suppressed by Su Yi one by one, they were so shocked.

After a pause, Wen Chongyuan said in a gentle voice, "This sword is of extraordinary quality, full of spirituality, and piercing to the bone. Since it was given by Su Gongzi, you can keep it."

Li Gui and the others' eyes quietly became hot, and when they looked at Miss Xiaohe, they couldn't help but bring a hint of envy.

They didn't even expect that before Su Yi left, he would give Xiao He a sword.

Miss Xiaohe said in a daze: "Uncle, I... I can't use this class of swords, why don't you accept it?"

Wen Chongyuan was startled and quickly declined, "No, this is a gift from Young Master Su, how can I take it for myself?"

As he said that, he glanced at Li Gui and the others, and said, "I advise you not to think of this sword, otherwise, if you let that Young Master Su know, let alone me, all of us in Changning Academy will add up. It's not enough for that Young Master Su to kill!"

Words with warning.

Li Gui and the others' faces changed slightly, and they quickly said that they would not do this.

"Xiao He, although you are not deeply involved in the world, you are kind-hearted by nature. Probably this is what you can appreciate that Mr. Su."

When facing Miss Xiaohe, Wen Chongyuan's eyes became more gentle and charitable, "This sword gift, as far as you are concerned, if you have formed a good relationship with Su Gongzi, you should take good care of it. Cherish it, don't live up to the expectations of that young master Su."

Miss Xiaohe nodded fiercely, "Yeah!"

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"It is certain that in the realm of the innate martial arts in this world, apart from a handful of people, I am afraid that no one is Su Yi's opponent."

In the same night, on the top of a cliff, the skinny old man in Shifang Pavilion had complicated eyes, and his brows were full of shock.

Just now, Jiguangque had brought back the scenes of Yuntaoguan World War I.

It also allowed the skinny old man and others to see Su Yijian's demeanor in killing a group of innate martial sects.

"His sword energy is imprinted with a mysterious and unpredictable Dao rhyme, and his cultivation base is able to connect with the power of heaven and earth. This is the power that can only be possessed by land gods, but the strange thing is that his cultivation base is clearly Grandmaster Double..."

The delicate white-robed youth was full of doubts, "How can there be such a monster in this world? Could it be that he was really taken away?"

The obese monk and the black-robed man next to him were silent for a while.

Although there are many doubts, all of this makes them more and more sure that there is a big secret in Su Yi!

"Next, if we sell Su Yi's trace as intelligence, wouldn't we just watch those guys go to death?"

After a while, the skinny old man said strangely.

The other people looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

Indeed, under such circumstances, the general Innate Martial Sect to find Su Yi, it is indeed no different from coming to the door to send him to death!

"These have nothing to do with our Shifang Pavilion."

The fat monk said carelessly, "What's more, we have all promised not to reveal the details of the battle related to Su Yi, so we can't break our promises, right?"

The old-fashioned black-robed man asked, "Who has paid the deposit for the purchase of intelligence?"

"Lv Dongliu, the elder of the Chuan Gong Pavilion of the Qianlong Sword Sect, You Qingzhi, the fourth wife of the Su family in the Jade Capital City, Hong Canshang, the national teacher, the second prince of the royal family, Zhou Zhikun, and the sixth prince, Zhou Zhili..."

The skinny old man spoke quickly, calling out a series of names that would make the world's warriors tremble.

After a pause, he continued: "Among them, the greatest threat to Su Yi is undoubtedly Lu Dongliu and the others from the Qianlong Sword Sect. They are true practitioners born in the world. Worldly people."

"However, Lu Dongliu is extremely cautious. So far, he has not planned to take action, but it is certain that once he does it, it will be a fatal blow like a thunderbolt."

After listening to this, the white-robed boy said with a smile, "Su Yi is not that easy to kill. This time, the Qianlong Sword Sect will probably fall into trouble."

The skinny old man pondered: "It's hard to say, Lu Dongliu and the rest of the real cultivators must have unpredictable cards in their hands. If they are given a suitable opportunity, it may be possible to give Su Yi a fatal blow."

"Think about what to do."

The fat monk said impatiently, "In my opinion, let's hurry up and send him the share of wealth that should be distributed to Su Yi, so as not to be misunderstood by this guy."

The others looked at each other and sighed.

For the elders of the Shifang Pavilion, the threat of others is not worth caring about at all.

But the threat from Su Yi, they couldn't help but take it to heart!

For example, how dare they not give the 90% profit to Su Yi?

"The boss has said it, do as Su Yi wants, we just do what we are ordered to do."

The black-robed man clapped.

Others naturally have no opinion.

So, that night, a swift light sparrow carried a heavy burden, flew high in the sky, and swept towards the place where Su Yi was.

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