Su Yiwen Lingzhao

The clean white robe of Qingluo has been damaged and stained with blood.

He was disheveled, wounded, and in a dire situation.

And Su Yi did not stop.

Qing Luo's self-proclaimed strongest killing technique is a pair of fists.

What Su Yi is doing now is to use his fists to completely destroy the opponent in one fell swoop!

In the final analysis, Qing Luo's power in the late stage of the spirit transformation stage is far beyond that of the same realm, and it is enough to kill Ying Que and other monsters in the spirit stage realm.

But in Su Yi's eyes, it is comparable to Xiu Qingshuang, a sword from the Profound Sky Realm.

Boom!

Su Yi fluttered his sleeves and robes, clenched his fists with his palms, and rushed to kill him.

The general trend is to bright fist!

In Buddhism, the general trend represents wisdom, light, and resolves disasters.

There is a rumor that there is a Buddha in the status of a bodhisattva, with the name of the great power, and is revered as the great power of the Bodhisattva. He has boundless magic power and is worshipped by the Buddhist monks.

And such a boxing method comes from Xiaoxitian, the first Buddhist holy place in the Great Wilderness, and is listed as one of the nine most powerful ancient boxing methods in Xiaoxitian.

At this time, with Su Yi playing these ancient Buddhist scriptures, his power is also awe-inspiring, shaking the sky.

Qing Luo sensed the danger and evaded immediately.

But in the end, she was swept away by the fist that enveloped the square.

Boom!

His figure shot back fiercely, and there was a crunch sound of bones breaking from his body.

In the ruins of Qunxianjianlou, Ning Siji, Cha Jin, and Wen Lingxue were all shocked.

Before they had worried that Su Yi was not Qingluo's opponent, after all, even Yingque and other spirit phase existences were killed by Qingluo.

Who would have thought that from the beginning of this battle to the present, although Qing Luo showed a terrifying combat power that far surpassed the previous one, Su Yi has been stably restrained!

Can't even hurt Su Yi!

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and I don't know what kind of adventures Su Daoyou experienced in Daxia, and he has become so powerful..."

Ning Sijia was in a trance.

"Young Master never lost in Da Zhou, and he is the same now!"

The tea brocade is proud.

Wen Lingxue was taking care of Wen Changtai and his wife, who had been rescued before. Hearing this, he felt inexplicably emotional and remembered many memories from his previous time in Guangling City.

Outside.

"You must have a great background!"

Qing Luo was covered in blood and looked very miserable.

But he didn't seem to care, staring at Su Yi, as if he wanted to see through his whole body.

Boom!

Su Yi kills again.

Seeing this, Qing Luo's eyes flashed with a cold and decisive luster, and murmured: "I will not lose!"

The voice was still reverberating, and a destructive power wave suddenly spread out from his broken and blood-stained body.

Boom!

Su Yi frowned slightly.

Seeing the blue rouge at the moment, the body is burning like a flame, and a transparent silver flame is surging.

But his eyes were bright like the blazing sun and could not be stared at.

He moved his right arm back and stretched out his hand to draw a sword. It could be clearly seen that in the spine of his back, there was a snow-white edge emerging one by one.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

People shudder.

"Feeding the sword with one's body?"

Su Yi showed a strange color.

part, regardless of each other.

The sword is in people, the sword destroys people!

Generally speaking, very few sword cultivators use such secret techniques to raise swords.

It is too domineering, and it is easy to go to extremes.

"When I woke up, this sword was hidden in my spine."

In the distance, Qing Luo whispered, "I'm sure that just by pulling out this sword, I can retrieve my memory and know who I am and where I came from."

As he drew his sword, a chilling and terrifying aura also emerged, making the sky tremble and the void chaotic.

"But I wouldn't dare."

Qing Luo sighed softly, "Because I know better that after drawing the sword, all the vitality in my body will be swallowed up by this sword."

The voice has a complex taste, both fearful and helpless.

But the movement in his hand did not stop.

When it came to this moment, the snow-white spirit sword that was contained in its spine was born!

Clang!

Looking carefully, this sword seems to be made of white bone divine jade.

And at the hilt of the sword, engraved with two tiny words twisted like earthworms:

God to blame!

Boom!

"This..."

Ning Siji and others all changed color, and their hearts were unprecedentedly nervous.

No one expected that the power of the sword Qing Luo sacrificed at this last moment would be so terrifying, which made them all worried for Su Yi.

Meanwhile—

When he saw this sword, a strange color appeared in Su Yi's eyes, what a demon sword!

"Sometimes, I suspect that I am the servant of this swordsman, and everything I have, including my life, is destined to be controlled only by it."

Qing Luo whispered softly, then he shook his head, looked at Su Yi, smiled and said, "However, to be able to kill Daoist and other people with this sword is to sacrifice my life, It's worth it."

His once handsome face has grown old, his hair is white as frost, and his cracked skin is dull.

Only the spirit sword in his hand is dazzling and dazzling!

It was also at this time that Su Yi finally said, "I won't die, but a sword slave like you who was chosen to feed the sword with your body will surely die."

"Selected? Sword slave?"

Qing Luo frowned, "What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Su Yi said: "Your previous guess is not correct, this is a very rare demon sword, you are just its chosen servant, not only is your memory deprived, but also the way you possess, Cultivation and life will eventually become its food in the future."

Qing Luo's pupils condensed slightly, and then she laughed: "It's just a sword, how could it possibly devour the Lord? Daoist friend, if you say this, is it because you want to disturb my mood and seek a chance to live for yourself? Bar?"

No doubt, he didn't believe Su Yi's words.

"Time is running out, fellow Daoist, I'll take you on your way first!"

Qing Luo said, slammed into the air and slashed with his sword.

Boom!

Just that kind of power can kill any spiritual cultivator in the world!

Su Yi did not retreat.

At the moment when Qing Luo attacked, he shook his head slightly, stretched out his right arm, and pointed a finger in the air.

An obscure sword energy swept up.

It was transformed by the breath of the Nine Prison Sword.

It seems to be an understatement and simple, but when this sword qi swept out, an indescribable supreme coercion quietly appeared.

The originally chaotic void, disintegrating clouds, and turbulent sea all fell into a strange state of stillness, as if they were completely suppressed and imprisoned at this moment.

The entire sea area with a radius of thousands of miles was enveloped in a palpitating terror.

Huh?

Qing Luo's pupils shrank suddenly, hair all over her body, is this?

Boom!

Suddenly, a shattering explosion sounded in this quiet and depressing world.

This scene made Qing Luo almost collapse.

This is his trump card at the cost of his life!

He is confident that under this blow, even if the great cultivator of the Spirit Wheel Realm is here, he is destined to die!

But now, he was easily defeated by Su Yi, who was only in the Star Gathering Realm!

Qing Luo swings his sword to resist.

Clang! !

With the deafening roar, the snow-white long sword flew away and shot backwards from a distance.

Qing Luo was astonished and seemed unbelievable.

Su Yi said: "I'm not going to lie to a dead man."

"I...really just a sword slave who can't help myself..."

Qing Luo's eyes were empty and lost.

I saw his body crack open piece by piece, and then turned into rustling ashes.

When he pulled out the spirit sword called Divine Guilty before, almost all his vitality was devoured by the spirit sword.

At this moment, even if he blocked Su Yi's sword energy, the terrifying power had completely shattered his body and soul.

At this point, this young man with a strange origin has fallen!

"It will be cheaper for you to die like this."

In the light voice of self-talk, Su Yi turned around and looked into the distance.

The peerless demon sword, which was once held in the back of Qingluo, buzzed and trembled on the sea hundreds of feet away, emitting bursts of dazzling silver divine brilliance.

It is clearly visible that there is a shocking crack on the original transparent sword of this sword.

That is the trace cut out by Su Yi's sword!

This was beyond Su Yi's expectations, because he did not expect that this sword could block the breath of the Nine Prisons Sword!

And when Su Yi looked over, there was a cold voice of boundless anger from the demon sword called God's Guilty.

Shhh!

The voice was still reverberating, and the demon sword broke through the air and disappeared into the vast horizon in an instant.

"Sure enough, there is a complete demon spirit dormant in this sword..."

Su Yi was thoughtful.

The moment he saw this sword before, he roughly guessed some reasons.

Until he saw this scene, it confirmed his conjecture.

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ps: The second update will be a bit late~