Chapter 599

Su Yi then knew that it had been a month since he entered the divine sword valley. Su Changlao seemed to have made a big fuss about the divine sword gate, but Yun Lingfeng had not been punished, just facing the wall for three years.

Such punishment is nothing at all.

"Hoo..."

Su Yishen breathed out a breath, and he couldn't help but feel the cold smell of tea in his heart.

"Hey, this boy is so strange that he is carrying a broken sword!"

Suddenly, a voice came, and a drunk middle-aged man staggered towards Su Yi.

Middle aged people know at a glance that they have drunk too much, their eyes are red and drunk.

Su Yi raised her eyes and peered into the soul power. This middle-aged man was just an ordinary cultivator, and the cultivation level of Yuan soul realm was just.

A drunk, Su Yi didn't want to pay attention, got up and left.

"Stop, boy. This is the sword casting city. You come to us with such a broken sword on your back. Do you look down on our sword casting city?" Su Yi got up, but the middle-aged man was unforgiving, and immediately wanted to pull to Su Yi.

Su Yi's face sank slightly, his feet swept, and he immediately dodged away without showing any trace.

"Hey, it turned out to be a trainer." The middle-aged man was not completely drunk. His eyes suddenly changed, his arms shook instantly, and one hand immediately grabbed Su Yi's shoulder.

"I'm not the object of your drunkenness. Your Excellency has found the wrong person!"

Su Yi's eyes were completely gloomy, and he punched directly into the past.

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"Poof..."

The two tightly collided in an instant, and the middle-aged man was directly spitting blood out of his mouth, which suddenly flew and fell on the corner of the wall.

"Ah..."

With a scream, the middle-aged man completely sobered up and his eyes were shocked.

At this scene, the whole scene was instantly silent, and eyes stared at Su Yi, greatly changed.

The faces of several middle-aged people who accompanied the drunk middle-aged man changed greatly at the moment. After a full moment, someone rushed forward and helped the drunk middle-aged up.

There was silence, and the people who were doing it suddenly fell silent. Everyone knew that such a seemingly young boy was extraordinary.

In the corner, a figure who bowed his head and drank alone, his head covered with robes and hats, slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Su Yi, and then continued to bow his head and drink alone, as if everything around had nothing to do with him.

Su Yi ignored the drunken middle-aged man, pushed the door and was about to leave.

"What sword casting city? There's no decent sword. I'd better have a drink!"

Just then, a voice came from outside the wine shop, and then several figures pushed the door and entered, crossing Su Yi.

"Boy, no eyes, you hit me!"

With a cold drink, a faint look stared at Su Yi.

Su Yi looked down, and in came four teenagers, who were almost the same age as himself. The oldest was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was well dressed and had a good temperament, but his attitude was not flattering.

Looking at the four teenagers secretly, Su Yi was also secretly quite surprised. Judging from his clothes, he was definitely not a disciple of the divine sword sect, nor did he come from an ordinary Mountain Gate, and the smell of his body surprised Su Yi. These four teenagers were extraordinary, and the disciples of the divine sword sect were afraid to be inferior to them.

"The door faces outward, one side, I pushed the door and didn't bump into you, right? Be polite next time."

Su Yi is by no means the kind of person who was bullied for no reason. He was a little uncomfortable in his heart. No matter what the origin and identity of these teenagers, he didn't speak politely.

Those teenagers were unhappy. Looking at a teenager of the same age, he dared to talk back. Even in the mountain gate, no one dared to talk to them like this, not to mention whether it was outside or in this small sword casting city.

"Yo, I didn't expect the boy to be so arrogant. Are you a disciple of the divine sword sect?" Several teenagers stopped, and did not go in or back at the door of the wine shop. Their eyes were fixed on Su Yi. A young man in yellow robes asked, with cold eyes.

"Whether I am a disciple of the divine sword sect has nothing to do with you. It's best not to provoke me, otherwise I promise you will regret!" Su Yi replied faintly.

"Boy, it's really arrogant. Even if you're a disciple of the divine sword sect, so what? You're still honest in front of us." The young man in yellow robes was stunned, and then his face was completely gloomy.

"Junior brother, forget it. This is the divine sword sect after all. We just came out to breathe. Don't create complications, otherwise..."

One of the oldest teenagers immediately said to the boy in yellow robes, stepped out, waved to Su Yi, and said, "you go."

Su Yi's eyes were calm, glanced at several teenagers lightly, and turned away.

"Hum, this boy is lucky. He really thinks the divine sword gate is something."

"The disciples of the divine sword sect are vulnerable, but they are too lazy to fight!"

"The sword gate is in front of my holy mountain, and it's not bullshit!"

The young man in yellow robes curled his lips, looked at Su Yi's back, and his face was cold. He wanted to fight, but he was held back, so he had to endure it. This time, the elder went out and specifically told him not to create complications, otherwise he would be punished if he went back.

The other teenagers were also slightly cold. This time, when they came to see a generation of younger disciples, on the one hand, they had a long experience, on the other hand, they also looked around and honed. The accompanying senior brothers and sisters were in the Shenjian gate, and they also fought with those peers of the Shenjian gate. In the final result, only the first few disciples ranked in the sword tower in the Shenjian gate had good strength, and there was a lot of difference in others, It is far from being compared with the holy mountain.

These days, they are bored in the Shenjian gate. They just walk around. They finally get rid of the accompanying disciples of the Shenjian gate and come here. When they see the sword casting City, they think they can find some good swords. They never thought that the so-called sword casting city has nothing, not a visible sword.

"Holy mountain..."

Su Yi, who turned and left, suddenly stopped, and his steps stagnated. His figure immediately turned around, looked at the teenagers, and asked, "are you disciples of the holy mountain?"

In the wine shop, the figure who bowed his head and drank alone seemed to hear the son of holy mountain at the moment, and looked up slightly again. His cloak covered his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Disciples of holy mountain!"

But the people in the wine shop, hearing the word "holy mountain", changed their faces greatly.

Who in Zhongzhou can not know where the holy mountain is? It is the largest force in Zhongzhou. In this sword casting City, even facing the disciples of the divine sword gate, the people of the sword casting city should also be respectful, not to mention the disciples of the holy mountain, which is a huge existence compared with the divine sword gate.

"Hum, did you know that if you are spared today, please get out of here!"