Chapter 34

The night is getting darker and darker, and the old locust tree is silent.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the fence on the side of the courtyard.

Vaguely, he was wearing a black Taoist robe, his figure was as thin as bamboo, and he was carrying a human corpse in each of his hands.

The Taoist threw it casually, and the two corpses he was carrying fell to the ground in the courtyard, followed by jumping and came to the courtyard.

"Hey, Qingwan, is this courtyard inhabited?"

Because the sky was too dark, the Taoist could see clearly that the abandoned courtyard, which was overgrown with weeds, was now cleaned up and looked brand new.

"Wu Ruoqiu, you are finally here."

The answer was Su Yi's indifferent voice.

He has already got up from the bamboo chair, holding the peach wood sword in his right hand, standing in the dark, quietly watching the other side.

This Wu Ruoqiu was about forty years old, with fair complexion, fluttering willow whiskers, a sword on his back, and a yellow-skinned gourd hanging around his waist.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Wu Rouqiu was taken aback and showed a look of vigilance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill whistling sound came out of his mouth.

But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened as he expected.

Wu Rouqiu's heart sank, and she was a little anxious, what's going on?

"Those ghosts and corpses were all killed by me. It's useless for you to break your throat."

Su Yi strolled leisurely and walked towards Wu Rouqiu.

"Who are you?"

Wu Rouqiu said sternly, a pair of eyes twinkled brightly, and all the energy in her body was ready to go.

"Don't be nervous, I have something to ask you before I start."

When Su Yi spoke, he had come to Wu Rooqiu's ten feet and stopped.

Only then did Wu Rouqiu see clearly that the opposite was a teenager in his teens, with a blue cloth robe, a wooden sword in his hand, a tall figure, and the aura on his body was only at the blood-moving level.

Wu Rouqiu immediately relaxed, laughing at herself, the more I lived, the more timid I became, and I was almost scared by a young child who moved to the blood realm.

He put his hands on his back and said coldly: "Young man, you are not qualified to talk to Wu, so go and call your master. I want to ask how he teaches his disciples, he is not polite at all!"

The corpse worm in the well cut off contact, and even Qingwan avoided showing up, which made Wu Rouqiu suspect that there was another master behind Su Yi.

Su Yi smiled and shook his head, "If there is someone in this world who can be my Master Su, I might be overjoyed, but unfortunately... I haven't met one yet."

Wu Rouqiu was stunned and said with a sneer, "The hair hasn't even grown yet, and the tone is not small! If you don't invite your master again, don't blame someone Wu for being rude to you!"

His eyes were surging, and his aura suddenly changed. When the Qi machine was running, there was a faint sound of roaring and drumming.

This is the power that can only be mastered by the Qi Gathering Realm.

Once the martial artist uses the power, the Qi and blood gather and burn.

With the guidance of the Qi machine, during the battle, every movement can be accurately measured as if it was measured with a ruler.

Wu Rouqiu was at the Qi Gathering Realm and Orifice level, with copper skin and stone muscles, iron bones and jade tendons, and ordinary swords and spears could hardly hurt him.

A faint sneer appeared on Su Yi's lips, and he said, "Then Su must be knowledgeable. You are a small character at the level of gathering Qi and orifices, how can you be polite?"

"Someone Wu has been in the world for many years, and I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen someone as crazy as you!"

Wu Ruoqiu laughed in a hurry.

Is the Qi Gathering Tongqiao Realm a small role?

Listen, is this what people say?

He suddenly stepped forward, his sleeves bulged, and reached out to grab Su Yi's neck.

boom!

A Qi Gathering Realm suddenly shot, that kind of power is swift and thunderous, domineering and fierce, just that kind of imposing manner can scare the courage of blood realm characters!

Wu Rouqiu's plan was very simple, to capture Su Yi first, and then force out the expert behind him, in this way, he would be invincible.

Seeing Su Yi was about to be caught.

Right at this moment-

A sword shadow suddenly appeared in the depths of Su Yi's pupils, followed by a vast and icy terrifying aura.

boom!

Wu Rouqiu's mind was struck by lightning, his soul was throbbing, his eyes darkened, and in a trance, he seemed to have fallen into an endless purgatory.

At that moment, in all directions, in the sky and the ground, there were terrifying sword intents everywhere, and in the ears and hearts, the roars of swords roared like the roar of the gods.

A feeling of insignificance, helplessness, and despair surged up, which stimulated Wu Rouqiu's mood to suffer a heavy blow and almost collapsed.

This feeling is only for a moment.

Can suffer this impact, Wu Rouqiu's forward figure stagnated, just five steps away from Su Yi.

Five steps is the standard distance for a warrior to fight for life and death.

The so-called five steps of blood spatter, the emperor is unstoppable, and the people are so close to the enemy country!

That's what it says.

In this five-step place, Su Yi moved.

Simply stab out with a single sword.

Quick, accurate, ruthless!

Just like the instinctive reaction formed after countless times of drawing swords and tempering, it is accurate to the extreme, fast to the extreme, and ruthless to the extreme.

puff!

The blunt and thick wooden sword pierced Wu Rouqiu's chest, smashing the flesh and blood of Wu Rouqiu's chest, shattering the bones of Wu Rouqiu's chest, and passed through his chest with the power to destroy the dead.

Hot blood spurted out from behind along with the sword tip!

Because the power of this sword was too strong, Wu Rouqiu's body suddenly bowed forward, like a boiled and curled prawn.

His eyes were rounded, his face was full of confusion, as if he couldn't believe it, and his voice was hoarse, "You... are you really moving blood?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

Su Yi took out the wooden sword and took three steps back.

Wu Rouqiu's body shook violently, and a waterfall of blood shot out from the blood hole in his chest like a spring.

Pfft!

Wu Rouqiu fell to the ground, panting in pain.

The injury was so severe that he felt that his vitality was passing quickly.

"You...don't you have something to ask...why...why do you strike so hard? If I die, you won't know anything."

Wu Rouqiu spoke intermittently, he was very puzzled.

Su Yi said casually: "Oh, I'm not interested in knowing now."

Wu Ruoqiu: "..."

He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He gritted his teeth and yelled resentfully, "You have ruined my teacher's major event, just wait for revenge!"

After speaking, Wu Rouqiu lay on the ground, breathless, and died.

His wide eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Probably didn't expect that, with one move, he lost his life in the hands of a blood-moving figure.

"I can't bear even a wisp of branding breath, the spirit of this Great Zhou Dynasty warrior is really weak..."

Su Yi secretly shook his head.

Before, he used the breath of the "Nine Prisons Sword" in his mind.

Even if this wisp of breath was extremely vague and light, it was not Wu Rooqiu who gathered Qi realm to fight against, causing Wu Rooqiu's soul to suffer.

It was by taking this opportunity that Su Yi was able to pierce his chest with a sword.

"If I knew this earlier, I would fight him head-on, although it would be a little troublesome, but with my current cultivation level, I will cooperate with the swordsmanship.

It is enough to kill him. "

Before, Su Yi thought that Wu Ruoqiu was an evil cultivator and possessed a lot of vicious methods, so he did not plan to fight with the opponent, but directly spent his cultivation and used a little bit of his trump card.

Who would have thought that the other party was so stupid that he only fought against him based on his cultivation, and he didn't use any vicious secret techniques and power at all.

"It seems that I still take the evil cultivators in this world too seriously."

Su Yi laughed at himself.

Now that I think about it, Wu Rouqiu is not stupid, but he is a character in the Qi Gathering Realm, and he has despised himself from the very beginning before he has the cultivation realm of Blood Transferring Realm.

From this, it can be seen that a weak cultivation base also has advantages, which can make opponents despise and careless.

"Do you know Wu Ruoqiu's apprenticeship?"

Su Yi looked at the old locust tree not far away.

"Report to Immortal Master, I... I don't know about this."

A red shadow appeared on one of the branches in a panic.

She rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, lowered her head, and her pretty face was full of weakness, helplessness, and pity.

The scene where Wu Rouqiu was killed by a sword just now was seen in her eyes, if she hadn't tightly covered her mouth in advance, she would have almost screamed out of fear at the bloody scene.

Su Yi didn't ask any more questions, squatted down and started to search Wu Rouqiu's belongings.

A long sword with a sheath, a yellow gourd, three silver notes of one thousand taels, a pocket of about twenty taels of broken silver, and a yellowed scroll with only a few pages left.

Apart from this, there are no other items of note.

Put away the banknotes and money first, and Su Yi picked up the yellowed scroll.

The scroll was broken, and only a few pages left were written on some vicious secret techniques, the content and the evil spirits of cultivating and raising ghosts and corpses.

After a quick look, Su Yi couldn't help but feel disappointed. Even if it was left in the hands of crooked people, this secret technique on the scroll was vulgar and laughable.

However, Su Yi noticed that at the end of the last page of the volume, there was a line of words:

"Yin Shamen, Weng Yunqi gifted my disciple Wu Ruoqiu."

Su Yi suddenly understood.

The teacher behind Wu Ruoqiu was the "Yin Shamen", and its teacher was named Weng Yunqi.

"When he was about to die, he said that I had ruined his teacher's important affairs. So it seems that Wu Ruoqiu's matter of raising ghosts and corpses should be instructed by Yinshamen."

Su Yi frowned slightly.

He has a hunch that the place where the ghosts and corpses are raised is definitely not the only place.

In other words, there should be similar "insect breeding grounds" in other parts of Guangling City.

While thinking about it, Su Yi had already tore the scroll in his hand to shreds. If this kind of evil secret technique was obtained by others, it would be a disaster.

Next, he picked up the sheathed long sword.

The scabbard was forged with black iron, and when the long sword was pulled out, a bloody, rancid smell came out of the nose.

Su Yi frowned, showing disgust.

This sword is made of pine-grained wood, the body of the sword is soaked with a layer of dark red blood, and the blade of the sword is glowing with a green luster, and the breath is extremely foul.

"It's actually using the blood of a woman who hasn't left the pavilion to raise the sword. What kind of evil cultivator is this, it's so useless!"

Su Yi shook his head for a while, feeling sick for a while.

Click!

Su Yi's palms exerted force, the pine wood sword shattered into sawdust, and then was completely burned by Su Yi's fire.

"Well, this gourd is a bit interesting."

When Su Yi took the only yellow gourd left, he finally got some interest.

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PS: Hmm... Today the monthly pass is over 600 and continue to add updates. Goldfish really didn't save the manuscript. When I put forward the conditions for adding more updates, I panicked~