The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

That three-story pavilion has long been reduced to ruins.

When Su Yi's voice fell, he saw a beautiful figure walking out of the ruins.

She is tall and slender, with a round waist and straight and slender legs. She wears a simple and elegant waist-length skirt. Her black hair is tinged with a faint purple, and she is casually pulled into a bun, revealing her slender, jade-like white hair. Gooseneck.

This woman is beautiful and stunning.

She was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with crystal clear skin, breathtaking eyes, moist red lips, peerless beauty, and a beauty that would turn all living beings upside down.

However, she looked a little embarrassed at the moment, and there was a lot of dust on her clothes and long hair.

"Little uncle!"

Qingya's beautiful eyes lit up, she rushed forward with cheers, hugged the woman, stood on her tiptoes, kissed her face affectionately, and said with a smile, "It still smells as good as before!"

A trace of embarrassment appeared on the woman's beautiful face. She reached out and grabbed Qingya's clothes, put her aside, and scolded: "You are such an adult, why are you still acting like a child?"

The voice is gentle, as beautiful as the cry of an oriole in an empty valley.

"Junior sister Wen, long time no see."

Not far away, Lingyunhe bowed his hands in greeting.

That girl with peerless grace and heavenly fragrance was none other than Wen Xinzhao, who was known as the "Little Sword Demon" in Daxia, a legend among the younger generation of Yuntian Shrine, and a peerless beauty who was like a fairy in the hearts of countless young cultivators.

"Senior Brother Ling, it's been a long time indeed."

Wen Xinzhao showed a smile, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a charming smile. Her grace and temperament were enough to make any man's heart beat faster.

Even Su Yi's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Xinzhao. When he first learned about Wen Xinzhao, Su Yi was still speculating whether this girl was as dazzling as the rumors.

Now that he saw her, Wen Xinzhao's appearance and charm were undoubtedly far beyond his initial expectations.

"Senior Sister Wen, now is not the time to reminisce about the past."

Ren Youyou said, glancing at Zhang Yuntao who was not far away.

Zhang Yuntao fell down and sat there, lost and miserable. The dignified elder of Yuntian Temple was disgraced at this moment. Such a blow was undoubtedly too heavy.

"I saw everything that happened before."

Wen Xinzhao sighed softly, "I didn't expect that Master Zhang would be defeated."

Ren Youyou was stunned for a moment, but was unable to refute.

Not to mention Wen Xinzhao, even she did not expect that someone as powerful as Zhang Yuntao would be defeated so quickly.

"Uncle Zhang, the winner has been decided, and I see that you did not lose unjustly. I hope that my uncle will not be affected by this incident."

Wen Xinzhao stepped forward to comfort Zhang Yuntao.

Zhang Yuntao smiled bitterly and sighed: "Before, I was too self-righteous, but I finally understand the difference between the light of fireflies and the brilliance of the sun and the moon."

He climbed up with difficulty, looked at Su Yi in the distance with complicated eyes, and then turned away.

This elder of Yuntian Shrine has no face to stay any longer.

"Junior Sister Ren, go and persuade Uncle Zhang."

Wen Xinzhao ordered.

Ren Youyou quickly caught up.

"Little Master Uncle, you can't go too far. If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid you would have been severely beaten by your Uncle Zhang."

Qingya said in a clear voice.

Wen Xinzhao smiled and held the green hair around her ears, and said: "You are wrong. If it were other bigu-level monks in this world, no matter how much contempt and disdain they suffered when facing Uncle Zhang, they would have no choice but to endure it. , dare not resist."

After thinking about it, she concluded: "In the final analysis, if things like today had not happened,

People like Su Daoyou are destined to never happen. "

After hearing this, Ling Yunhe felt convinced and said, "What junior sister said is absolutely true."

Wen Xinzhao turned around and looked at Su Yi, who had already sat in the wicker chair again. He slightly cupped his hands and said, "Wen Xinzhao, I have met fellow Taoist."

Her figure is graceful and moving, and her black hair glows with a faint purple under the skylight. Together with her stunning face that could captivate a country, it adds a different kind of aura.

Su Yi nodded, with admiration in his eyes, and said, "What do you think of my sword strike just now?"

Wen Xinzhao was startled, thought for a moment, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, my fellow Taoist's attainments in swordsmanship have reached the level of perfection, and the secrets cannot be understood by just watching from a distance."

The implication is that even she can only understand one or two of the true essence of this sword, and cannot understand the whole picture.

Su Yi asked again: "If it were you, could you resolve this sword?"

Wen Xinzhao couldn't help but laugh, but there was a hint of confidence in his eyes, and he said: "Do you want to learn something from me, fellow Taoist?"

Su Yi said: "I heard that you are obsessed with swordsmanship, and your talent in swordsmanship is extremely high. You can be called a leader of the younger generation in the world, so I can't help but want to see it."

Wen Xinzhao nodded, her red lips curved with pride, and said, "That's fine. Since fellow Taoist has spoken, how can I not agree?"

As she spoke, she stretched out a pure white right hand and twisted it in the void.

laugh!

A wisp of purple electric arc condensed and turned into a nine-inch sword edge, slender as a shuttle, swaying and magnificent.

An astonishing aura of destruction then spread out from the nine-inch sword.

Ling Yunhe was moved. This small wisp of the sword's aura was actually more intimidating than the aura of the "Golden Flame Zhiyang Sword" that Zhang Yuntao had just displayed!

Whoosh!

Following Wen Xinzhao's pointer, the nine-inch sword broke through the air and flew into a cloud layer thousands of feet high. Then the cloud layer suddenly exploded and turned into wisps of smoke flying.

Qingya screamed out, "So beautiful!"

pretty?

Ling Yunhe couldn't help but smile bitterly. This is far from being beautiful. It is clearly extremely destructive!

"What do you think, Fellow Daoist Su, of my swordsmanship?"

Wen Xinzhao looked at Su Yi with a smile. She was extremely beautiful, with glossy red lips and sparkling teeth. When she smiled, she looked pretty and charming.

"Do you have any reservations?" Su Yi asked.

Wen Xinzhao replied: "It has about 70% of my sword power."

Su Yi said casually: "In this world, with your cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Bigu Realm, it is amazing to be able to have such attainments in swordsmanship. If it were a battle, it would be no problem to defeat your Uncle Zhang."

Lingyunhe and Qingya couldn't help but gasp.

He has reached the Great Perfection of the Bigu Realm, but can he defeat Zhang Yuntao who is in the middle stage of the Star Gathering Realm?

This undoubtedly proves that Wen Xinzhao today is definitely a monster, far from what he used to be!

It should be noted that Zhang Yuntao is not an ordinary mid-level star-gathering realm powerhouse.

They are two different realms apart, but they still have the swordsmanship to defeat such people. What is this if not a monster?

Wen Xinzhao smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are so complimentary."

Su Yi shook his head and said: "No, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Wen Xinzhao's smile faltered slightly, and he was a little stunned.

Then Su Yi said: "What I said before is the situation in this world. In my eyes, the swordsmanship you have now can only be said to be ordinary, with many flaws. When you meet a real swordsman, one blow will I can take your life."

As soon as these words came out, Ling

Yunhe and Qingya almost couldn't believe their ears. How could this level of swordsmanship be considered ordinary?

Wen Xinzhao was also stunned.

She has shown outstanding talent in swordsmanship since she was a child. At the age of fourteen, she became a well-known "little sword demon" among the younger generation in Daqi. At the age of fifteen, he was admitted to the Yuntian Shrine under special circumstances and became a disciple of Master Han Yan, a great spiritual monk.

Up to now, it is also extremely famous among the younger generation in Daxia, eclipsing countless older figures.

But now, Su Yi said that her swordsmanship had many flaws and was only considered ordinary...

How could Wen Xinzhao, who was always very proud and conceited, be convinced by this?

After a while, Wen Xinzhao said: "If the master of swordsmanship mentioned by fellow Taoist is a great spiritual monk, then I may not be able to block his sword."

Obviously, she believed that no one in the three realms of Yuandao could kill him with one sword.

Su Yi said: "I'm talking about the bigu state."

Wen Xinzhao was startled, raised her beautiful eyebrows, and said, "Can I think that fellow Taoist is talking about yourself?"

How could Su Yi not see that he was extremely dissatisfied when he heard Xinzhao?

He smiled and said: "Besides me, there are many people in the world who can also achieve this step."

Wen Xinzhao obviously didn't believe it and said, "Then I really want to ask my Taoist friend how my swordsmanship is so ordinary."

This little sword demon with peerless grace and picturesque appearance was even a little angry.

Su Yi stood up from the wicker chair and walked towards Wen Xinzhao. He smiled calmly and said, "As a sword cultivator, it's a good thing to be unconvinced. Please try to see if you can block my sword."

As he spoke, he thrust out a finger and stabbed Wen Xinzhao between his eyebrows like a sword.

It's an understatement, it's ordinary, and it's not fast.

This sword did not use the power of cultivation, it was purely performed with swordsmanship.

In Wen Xinzhao's eyes, this sword finger was full of flaws.

But when she was about to resolve it, she suddenly discovered that every flaw was like a trap, giving her the feeling that no matter how she resolved it, she would be counterattacked.

If you use your cultivation skills, you can defeat ten levels with one force. You don't have to worry about the flaws and ambushes, just use your strength to defeat the force.

However, Su Yi did not use her cultivation. Her dignity and pride could not tolerate her doing so.

When her mind was spinning, Wen Xinzhao was shocked to find that Su Yi had retracted his sword finger.

"Can you stop it?"

After Su Yi said these words, he turned back and sat in the wicker chair.

Wen Xinzhao fell silent.

On her beautiful and fair face, there was a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars, sometimes in a trance, sometimes in a daze.

Lingyunhe and Qingya looked at each other, both confused.

Su Yi's attack just now was like a casual flick of the fingers, and the two of them didn't see any mystery behind it.

But looking at Wen Xinzhao's reaction, it seems that he has encountered a huge problem!

What's even more surprising is that after a while, Wen Xinzhao took a deep breath, came to Su Yi, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for teaching me. I understand that in the way of swordsmanship, there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."

The voice contained three parts of embarrassment, three parts of shame, and some vague surprise.

Just now, she thought Su Yi was deliberately belittling her swordsmanship, and she was still very angry inside.

But after seeing the wonder of Su Yi's finger, a chill ran down her spine, and her heart trembled. She thought hard for a long time, and finally decided on one thing -

If the outcome was determined by swordsmanship, I... really couldn't stop this sword at all!