Chapter 420

Moreover, in this ten thousand sword battlefield, for some things, in fact, the door is simply open and closed.

As long as it's not too much in the wanjian battlefield, everything is helpless.

The guidance of the strong elders in the door is also mostly open and closed.

All disciples, their purpose in this ten thousand sword battlefield, let the younger generation of disciples is to hone in the ten thousand sword battlefield, there are not so many rules.

The reason why they are here is that they still want to rob pills in dealing with these external disciples.

But now the difference is that they were hunters just now, and they became prey in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that you don't quite understand my pains. Anyway, if everyone in the world understands me, I have to be ordinary."

Su Yi seemed to be talking to himself, or talking to Jian Yue, etc. his voice fell, and he slowly walked towards Jian Yue, etc.

"What do you want to do!"

Looking at Su Yi walking forward, Jian Yue and others showed horror, slowly retreated, stared at Su Yi tightly, involuntarily pulled out the sword in his hand, and his breath fluctuated.

"It's just to keep your belongings for you."

Su Yi said faintly, walking slowly forward without stopping.

To tell the truth, Su Yi really didn't have any special meaning for Jian Yue and others, but from the beginning, he was suppressed in terms of alcohol consumption. After all, he was young and vigorous, and naturally he wouldn't be easily softened.

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"Let's fight together!"

Jian Yue gritted his teeth and sank. He had no choice but to fight. As an inner disciple and at a vigorous age, he didn't recognize advice, but at least to fight.

"Let's fight together!" buzzing... "At that time, a group of inner sect disciples quickly surrounded the line-up, the sword light was diffuse, and a breath of the level of the yuan and Xuan realm was diffuse. Together, they were also quite powerful.

"Whew, whew, whew..." in an instant, there was a sword surge, and the sharp breath swept the air. A dozen people had taken the lead in shooting at Su Yi, and the sword light shrouded Su Yi.

More than a dozen sword Qi swept at the same time, enveloping in all directions.

These ten people knew Su Yi's tough, so they didn't have any politeness at the beginning, and they had done their best.

Su Yili, shoulder length black long hair dancing.

At this moment, at the same time, Su Yi's eyes also slightly picked up, and the vitality of the sole of his foot glanced, and his figure immediately pulled out a residual shadow.

"Bang bang!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, I heard the roar of the atmosphere around me, and the muffled sound spread.

"Pooh..."

"Ah..."

Screams accompanied by blood sprayed, and then figures continued to fly backward in the stunned eyes of hundreds of external disciples, spitting blood and falling to the ground.

"Bang bang!"

A series of energy stuffy noises burst out with frightening breath and fierce strength, accompanied by a series of figures flying upside down, surrounded by swords falling out of hand in the distance.

Then the sword light broke, and figures shot out backward.

'poop poop' vomited blood, and then a mess of hair, ragged clothes, the body was cut, blood flow parked, and some places showed thick bones, and the bloody body backed out.

The figures fell to the ground, and it was Jian Yue and other inner door flutes.

Screamed and wailed, and suffered heavy losses.

Everyone was seriously injured, leaving only a dying scream, and his chest and abdomen were dripping with blood.

More than 30 disciples of the inner sect were vulnerable in a short time. They were not rivals at all and suffered heavy losses.

Silly, completely silly.

Xu Jiahui and Zhang Qing were even more shocked and could not help but fight a cold war.

They really thought Su Yi wouldn't meddle. Who knew Su Yi would suddenly come to such a place.

Su Yiguang was red and cold. He didn't look at the screaming people lying on the ground anymore, and put everything on the 20 or 30 inner gate disciples on the ground into his space bag.

Although the strength of these nearly thirty inner disciples is not weak, none of them is Su Yi's opponent.

Plus Su Yi's current cultivation, how can he be an enemy.

With Su Yi's current strength and drinking capacity, how can these inner disciples be rivals? Even the cultivation at the level of yuan Lingjing will not be rivals.

Many figures struggled to get up, and then looked at Su Yi, all of whom were shocked.

They thought they had many people. If they could fight with all their strength, they would die a little.

But how could these inner disciples be Su Yi's opponents? They suffered heavy losses one by one in an instant, and they were not opponents at all.

Swords fell on the ground one by one, and figures spit blood at their mouths.

Nearly 30 inner sect disciples, although not Su Yi's opponents, but no one can compete, all were hit hard.

Su Yi alone suppressed nearly 30 inner disciples.

One by one, the disciples of the inner sect were severely injured, which was shocking and inexplicable.

These inner disciples are very strong, with an average of four or five levels of cultivation in the yuan Xuan realm, which is already very terrible.

"Space bag."

"This is a panacea, and the effect is good."

Immediately, beside the miserable figures, Su Yi muttered, and collected all the pills, elixirs, and space bags on the figures in his hands.

This is the battlefield of ten thousand swords, although these external disciples have nothing to do with themselves.

But Su Yi really took the things from these inner disciples into his hands this time.

Su Yi had no intention of acting for anyone, but in the end, there was nothing he could do.

These inner disciples are rich and powerful one by one, and finally there are their own disciples behind them.

Su Yi was thinking about how to fight against these inner disciples, but he didn't expect that these inner disciples would be sent to the door.

All the figures were lying on the ground. Su Yi was not polite and kept all the space bags on the figures in his hands.

Generally, the outer disciples don't have space bags, but only 80 or 90 of the inner disciples of the divine sword sect have space bags.

Although the value of the space bag Lianchi, even the whole Mancheng, absolutely few people will want this space bag.

But these inner disciples, as inner disciples of the divine sword sect, have space bags. It's really not a special thing.

The mistake is that this is the battlefield of ten thousand swords. Dozens of inner disciples were badly injured and were dying. Su Yi just started, but he didn't have any mercy.

These inner disciples, in terms of cultivation strength, on average, are like five or six times in the yuan Xuan realm. How can they be Su Yi's opponents.

Su Yi's real cultivation is also the quadruple cultivation of the yuan spiritual realm, and in terms of combat power, Su Yi has long surpassed the quadruple cultivation of the yuan spiritual realm.

Although Su Yi is only one person, these inner disciples are too far apart, and they are simply vulnerable.