Su Yiwen Lingzhao

Su Yi could see that the kappa wanted to be by his side, so he kicked the kappa away who was trying to hug his thigh without any politeness.

Plop!

The kappa squatted on the ground, but he didn't care, scratched his head and smirked: "This kick is very good, the strength is moderate, and it's crisp. When I squat on the ground, I don't feel uncomfortable at all. It's so beautiful!"

Wan Zitian: "..."

Su Yi rubbed his eyebrows.

But when a weird and terrifying guy plays tricks, it is the most troublesome.

"Take this umbrella and go!"

Su Yi pointed to the black umbrella, "As long as you don't cause trouble, you don't have to worry about being punished by heaven."

That is the robbery umbrella, one of the nine secrets of chaos, which can cover the heavenly secrets and completely separate the kappa's breath.

The kappa got impatient, and said pitifully: "Friend Su, no, Mr. Su, Grandpa Su! Please let me follow you, I promise to obey your words, and there will be no disobedience!"

He knew very well that according to his own personality, once he met an opponent, that lucky umbrella would not be able to help him at all.

The only way to be reliable and safe is to stay by Su Yi's side.

"I don't know anything about the outside world, just like a poor fledgling child. If I encounter bad people, I will really be finished."

The kappa had a runny nose and tears, and his appearance was so miserable.

Wan Zitian almost burst out laughing.

Which bad guy can hurt you?

Liu Xianghen and other Nine Refined God Masters were all caught by you!

However, I have to say that the kappa is really good at selling miserably, crying whenever he wants to, without any regard for face.

In the past, Liu Xianghen and other old guys were deceived by him, mistakenly treating him as an inconspicuous little guy.

But Su Yi knew best that the more this happened, the more he couldn't keep the Kappa by his side. This guy is too easy to cause trouble.

And there were already enough troubles on him, and with such a scourge, he didn't know how many troubles would be poked out.

"If you don't leave, don't blame me for taking this umbrella away."

Su Yi's tone was flat, but his attitude was firm.

Kappa froze all over, Ma Liu got up from the ground, looked at Su Yi with grievances, and finally didn't say anything, turned around and left holding the Jieyun Umbrella.

That little figure propped up a **** umbrella drifted away, looking extraordinarily lonely.

Wan Zitian couldn't bear it, said: "Brother Fuyou, although this Kappa is very powerful, but after all, he has never walked outside, why don't you keep him by your side for a while?"

Suddenly, the Kappa in the distance stamped his feet and pricked up his ears.

Su Yi said lightly, "He is an old child who survived from the Taishi Era, why should we worry about it? It is the utmost kindness to lend him the Tribulation Luck Umbrella."

"Come on, we should leave too."

After all, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Wan Zitian stopped persuading and followed.

In the distance between heaven and earth, the Kappa curled his lips, let out a long sigh, and then left.

…

A treasure ship broke through the sky and went away.

Su Yi rested his head on his arms, lying there comfortably, his whole body relaxed.

"Brother Fuyou, do you have any plans next?"

Wan Zitian asked.

"Intend…"

Su Yi shook his head slightly.

At the beginning, he planned to stay dormant in the Qingwu God Court, waiting for the dark age of mythology to come.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. In the past period of time, there was a confrontation at Mingkong Mountain first, and then there was a battle at Yunji Temple, until his identity was discovered in the Qingwu Temple, which completely destroyed his dormant plan.

Afterwards, he went through the battle of the Absolute Heaven Demon Court, and before he had a long rest, he came to the ruins of Taishi again.

Before and after, too many variables and twists and turns occurred, which also made him feel involuntary.

But now, Su Yi wants to relax completely, calm down, and travel around the world.

It has nothing to do with Fengyue, ignore the hustle and bustle, just to settle my own state of mind.

He spoke his mind.

After hearing this, Wan Zitian was quite moved, and sighed: "Indeed, since you returned to God's Domain, too many things and disturbances have happened in just a few years, and all of these were led by the nose by the enemy. It's really not easy."

After a pause, he said, "Then relax and do what you want."

"What about you, what are your plans?"

Su Yi asked.

Wan Zitian lifted his spirits, and said expectantly: "Refine the flying light grass, and get in touch with the breath of the river of fate!"

This time he went to the ruins of Taishi, he had obtained the flying light grass, and the rest was to go to retreat to practice.

"Okay, let's find a random city later, let's have a drink, and then we will go our separate ways and go our separate ways!"

Su Yi immediately made a decision.

"it is good!"

Wan Zitian agreed with a smile.

But at this moment, his smile disappeared suddenly, and he stood up, his eyes looking into the distance like lightning.

The sky is as blue as washing, with white clouds.

In the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, stood an extremely tall figure, dressed in an old cloth robe and a bamboo hat, the sleeve of the severed left arm was empty, fluttering in the wind.

And on his back was a black coffin.

For a moment, the treasure ship stopped quietly.

Wan Zitian's brows were frowned, and he said: "I didn't expect this guy to be alive."

On one side, Su Yi, who was lying on the boat before, got up at some point. When he saw the man with a broken arm wearing a bamboo hat in the distance, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

In the era when Li Fuyou ruled the world, there used to be a legendary peerless sword repairer in the world of God's Domain, who fought all over the world with a single sword, and was almost invincible.

His saber had once beheaded the head of the Lord of the Nine Alchemists, and had also killed the heavens and trembled.

People in the world don't know its name, but they all call it "Tu".

For sword cultivators in the world, Tu is like the most supreme existence on the Dao of Dao, and is respectfully called "Supreme of Dao of Dao"!

The man with a broken arm wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a black coffin in the distance is Tu!

"Li Fuyou, I am very happy that you are still alive."

In the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, Tu looked up, with the bamboo hat raised, revealing a rough and vicissitudes of face.

"You want revenge?"

Su Yi spoke softly.

A long time ago, only a handful of people in the world knew that Tu, regarded as the supreme sword, was once defeated by Li Fuyou's sword.

That broken arm was cut off by Li Fuyou!

"No, I'm here for the Heavenly Hate Knife."

Tu Maibu came from a distance, "I need a good knife in my hand, so that I can split the threshold leading to the long river of fate, and the Heavenly Hate Knife is just right."

As he approached, the sea of ​​clouds along the way suddenly shattered and dissipated, and a terrifying coercion pervaded the air.

The original azure blue sky became gloomy.

"Absurd, the Heavenly Hate Knife was first mastered by Moye, the Tianxing Monk of Yunji Temple. Why didn't you **** it back then?"

Wan Zitian frowned, his sleeves fluttered, and the sword intent roared all over his body.

"Because Moye is the nephew of Lantern Buddha, and I owe Lantern Buddha a favor."

Tu stamped his feet a hundred feet away, took off the hat on his head, and threw it out, causing his long messy hair to flutter.

"And now, it's different."

Tu's eyes were as bright as blades, "I don't have to worry about these anymore!"

Su Yi said: "In other words, it is also the Burning Buddha who sent a message to you that the Heavenly Hate Saber fell into my hands."

"good."

Tu Dian nodded calmly, "I know, he wants to use me to deal with you, but this is not important, as long as today's matter is over, I will not owe him any more favors!"

Wan Zitian's face was gloomy.

Sure enough, the appearance of Tu at this moment has something to do with the old bald donkey of Ran Deng Buddha!

However, it has to be said that Tu and Su Yi do have a grudge, and it is an irresolvable feud!

Even if Tu sees through the thoughts of the Lantern Buddha, he is destined not to refuse whether it is for the Heavenly Hate Saber or for revenge.

"I see."

Su Yi nodded, "Understandable."

"I'm going to fight him!"

Wan Zitian's figure rushed out, the sword energy all over his body soared into the sky, and the terrifying sword power on his body shrouded Xiang Tu from afar.

Tu shook his head and said, "You are not my opponent."

The sound just sounded, clang—!

A passionate knife chant resounded.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and a straight crack appeared in the void. The mountains and rivers in the ten directions were cut off like pieces of tofu all of a sudden.

And at the end of that crack.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Wan Zitian's figure retreated tens of feet away, and on his shoulder, there appeared a **** knife mark with bone deep visible.

Looking at Tu again, his hands were empty, standing there like a mountain, as if he hadn't moved at all.

Wan Zitian frowned, and said, "Have you touched the threshold of the river of fate?"

"good."

Tu nodded and said, "After losing to Li Fuyou back then, although only one of my three spirits was destroyed, but because of this, I was enlightened and realized the true meaning of 'the strongest is the best, and the great way is one', Dao deeds do not fall but rise, touching a trace of the essence of fate!"

Wan Zitian looked complicated.

He sought the flying light grass in order to comprehend the mystery of touching the threshold of the long river of fate.

Who would have thought that Tu, who was originally in the same situation as him, would have already done it one step ahead of time!

Even Wan Zitian had to admit that this guy Tu was too terrifying.

As far as he knew, when Li Fuyou abolished Tu's soul, the other party was almost reduced to a cripple, falling from the high sword to the endless trough.

Who ever thought that when Tu reappeared, he was far stronger than at his peak!

"Back off, I didn't come to kill you."

Tu said calmly, "You can't stop my blade."

Su Yi also finally spoke, saying: "Old Wan, stand back, don't worry, he can't hurt me."

Wan Zitian was silent for a moment, then retreated to one side.

Su Yi stepped to the bow of the boat, faced Tu in the distance, and said, "What's in that coffin on your back?"

"Nothing."

After a moment of silence, Tu Lue said, "In my whole life of practice, the only big defeat was at your hands. This has become my inner demon."

"This coffin is what I prepared for you."

"Kill you, bury you, and then you can kill my demons!"

"However, if you hand over the Heavenly Hate Saber to me, I can forgive you."

As he said that, his eyes became more and more serious and calm, neither sad nor happy, and the ancient well was calm.

Wan Zitian's eyes shrank, the calmer he was, the more dangerous Tu looked! .

"A coffin for me?"

Su Yi was startled, then shook his head and smiled, "Now I can roughly see that you are destined to not be able to kill this demon."