The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

not good!

Mo Tianling was horrified, feeling the fatal threat coming towards him, and he even had a feeling of despair in his heart, like a person who is about to drown.

He has been killing people on bloody battlefields for more than a year and has gone through extremely cruel training.

But this was the first time I experienced the horror of life and death!

At that moment, his fighting spirit collapsed and he felt completely despaired.

struggle?

resistance?

Desperately?

These thoughts seemed to have been shattered, and my head was empty.

And under the gaze of countless eyes outside the field, they saw an incredible scene.

Mo Tianling was seen as if his soul had left his body and was stagnant there.

Su Yi's lightly pressed hands were suddenly lifted up in the air and shifted from their position.

boom!

The void trembled, and the sonic boom was like dull thunder.

The entire arena made of fine iron shook instantly, and the strong wind made a shrill sound, making Mo Tianling's long hair fly and his clothes flutter.

What kind of martial arts is this?

The whole place fell silent, and all the important figures in Guangling City and Luoyun City couldn't help but gasp.

The Earth Demon Thunder Hand used by Mo Tianling is a unique skill that Yun Guanghou has been famous for for many years. It is a first-class killing technique.

But the martial arts used by Su Yi were simply like the methods of an immortal!

Although the blow was light, it was as shocking as a building about to collapse and the sky falling to the ground.

Why is this happening...

Nan Ying's white jade hands in her sleeves were tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of her hands were prominent.

She looked straight at the man in the ring with a jade-like jade-like shirt and an elegant demeanor, and her heart was filled with an overwhelming feeling of indescribable resentment.

The whole person is on the verge of losing control.

At this time, no one could understand that Su Yi had not only recovered his cultivation, but his martial arts attainments were already strong enough to suppress Mo Tianling!

This fact is simply horrifying.

Why don't you defeat me in one fell swoop?

At this time in the ring, Mo Tianling had come to his senses. His face was pale, and there was a trace of throbbing between his eyebrows, but he was more angry, gloomy and unwilling.

I said that I would give you a chance to use my sword. If I suppress you now, wouldn't it mean that I, Mr. Su, don't keep my word?

Su Yi spoke calmly.

Mo Tianling was stunned for a moment, just to give himself a chance to use the sword?

Such words deeply stimulated his inner dignity, his face became extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with fierce and burning anger.

I can admit defeat, but I will never accept this insult!

In a cold voice, Mo Tianling drew his sword out of its sheath.

Clang!

The dark purple blade is like a pool of enchanting water, shining with a bloody and frightening cold light under the light of the night.

Purple blood sword!

The fierce weapon was given by Marquis Yunguang himself, hoping that Mo Tianling could use this sword to slaughter thousands of enemies on the battlefield and achieve unparalleled achievements.

Before, even when facing Wen Jueyuan, Mo Tianling didn't bother to use this sword.

With a knife in his hand, Mo Tianling's aura changed accordingly, becoming as fierce as fire and as sharp as frost.

This scene attracted the attention of everyone present, and they all felt astonished.

It turns out that his real trump card is the way of the sword...

Wen Jueyuan's eyes were blank and his face was earth-colored.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the ring, Mo Tianling stepped forward, and every step he took was like the sound of a drum.

In his hand, the purple blood sword flew into the air and slashed down with a bright and strange light.

Bloody drink cuts with one sword!

Back then, when Yun Guanghou was on the battlefield, he was invincible with this single blow of his sword. The enemy's expressions changed and they fled in fear.

When this sword was used by Mo Tianling, even though it did not have the mighty power of a grandmaster, it already had three points of divine essence.

Uh-huh!

The blade was like lightning, and the light was magical. When it slashed down angrily, the air erupted and screamed.

Such a knife also chilled the hearts of countless people present.

But Su Yi frowned slightly, with disappointment flashing deep in his eyes.

He sighed softly, and his slender figure finally moved. His clothes and sleeves were flying, and he looked like a giant flying across a cold pond, with an ethereal and unconventional charm.

As he raised his right finger, in the blink of an eye, the cold light passed through the strange shadows of the sword and lightly struck Mo Tianling's sword.

An understatement.

clang!

Amidst the crashing sound that stung the eardrums, Mo Tianling's forward figure paused, and the skin all over his body trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

The purple blood sword in his right hand buzzed violently and flew away from his hand.

Drinking blood and cutting with a knife, which was Mo Tianling's ultimate killing technique, fell apart with a tap of Su Yi's finger!

Bang~

The purple-blood sword fell onto the ring, awakening the shocked and sluggish minds of the spectators present, and all of them became distraught.

Victory or defeat can be determined by one finger, how terrifying!

Taking the wrong approach, emphasizing skills rather than power, your path is narrow.

Su Yi shook his head.

He originally thought that characters like Mo Tianling would make achievements in the art of swordsmanship.

Who would have expected that the sword he saw was astray and unsightly.

Mo Tianling was stunned, he was lost in thought, and said in a bitter voice: What kind of martial arts are you using?

He was at a loss, feeling that everything that had just happened was like a nightmare, and he couldn't even feel how powerful his opponent was.

It's just a small skill, not worth mentioning.

Su Yi said casually.

The finger he pointed just now was nothing more than a sudden attack. What is tested is vision, strength and character, rather than any exquisite martial arts.

A small trick...

Mo Tianling murmured to himself, feeling depressed and said, I lost...

His eyes were empty, his expression was haggard, and he staggered off the stage.

At this point, Mo Tianling, the adopted son of Marquis Yunguang, was defeated!

On the ring, Su Yi put his hands behind his back and said calmly: Who else wants to compete with Su?

The whole house was silent!

No one dared to answer, whether it was Guangling City or Luoyun City.

From Su Yi stepping onto the ring to Mo Tianling surrendering, it only took a moment, but it overturned countless people's perceptions!

Who could have imagined that the abandoned disciple of Qinghe Jianfu, a son-in-law of the Wen family who was ridiculed by everyone, would lead the way at the Longmen Banquet a year later?

Especially Su Yi's understatement, as if he could easily suppress Mo Tianling's power, deeply shocked everyone present.

Wen Jueyuan looked dull, as if he were mourning his heir.

He is the leader of the younger generation of the Wen family, and a martial arts wizard who is unanimously favored by Guangling City to compete for the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition.

In the past, there was no Su Yi in his eyes at all, and he always had an attitude of disregard and contempt.

But just now, he was defeated by Mo Tianling with one punch!

This blow was not a big one, but after all, Mo Tianling was the former inner disciple of Qinghe Jianfu, and now he was the adopted son of Marquis Yunguang.

Wen Jueyuan can still accept losing to such an opponent.

And when he saw Mo Tianling being easily defeated by Su Yi, Wen Jueyuan's mentality suddenly exploded, and he fell into boundless anger and confusion, unable to extricate himself. For a moment, he simply couldn't accept that the people he once despised and looked down upon were above him like this!

Wen Shaobei and the Wen family disciples all looked dull and completely confused.

Only then did they realize how ridiculous they were in front of Su Yi, as ridiculous as clowns...

This damn bastard, he has been deceiving my Wen family!

Wen Changqing gritted his teeth, as if he finally understood, his face looked gloomy and terrifying.

Li Tianhan's heart was extremely heavy, and he couldn't help asking himself whether he could capture Su Yi if his child Mo Yun was here.

well!

Zhou Huaiqiu was excited and regretful at the same time, and his mood was extremely complicated.

Su Yi's performance brought him an unspeakable surprise, but when he thought of Qinghe Sword Mansion's behavior in treating Su Yi as an abandoned disciple, and of his distant attitude after learning that he had become a son-in-law, how could he not regret it? ?

There was only a wry smile on his lips.

Hu Quan's mouth opened in disbelief!

Huang Yunchong and Nie Teng's hearts were surging, and their eyes were full of admiration and shock.

Nan Ying's pretty face changed, her heart filled with resentment and regret.

What is resentful is that Su Yi climbed to the top of the clouds after falling into the mortal world!

What she regrets is that she seemed to have acted too decisively when she learned that Su Yi had lost all her cultivation. She should have left a trace of love at that time. In this way, there might be a possibility of a reunion between her and Su Yi...

Nan Ying didn't notice that Ni Hao, who was beside her, kept staring at her, his face darkened little by little, and boundless anger surged in his heart.

Huang Yunchong and Nie Beihu looked at each other, and both saw the shock deep in the other's eyes.

Immediately, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Because they had already had a hunch that Su Yi's appearance would definitely settle the matter.

But they didn't expect that Su Yi would win so beautifully, which made them, beings in the Qi Gathering Realm, unable to help but marvel.

However, they are all extremely sure that after today's Longmen Banquet, Su Yi's name will be heard on both sides of the Dacang River!

At this moment, Fu Shan was elated. He couldn't help laughing anymore and broke the silence in the field. He said: Li Jianyu, if no one comes out to challenge me, Lingzhu Island will belong to me in Guangling City within the next ten years. !”

The sound spread throughout the audience.

Over at Luoyun City, Li Jianyu's face was full of gloom, and his heart was filled with deep reluctance.

Mo Tianling was originally a trump card he had prepared.

Who would have thought that he would be defeated by the Wen family's son-in-law who everyone ignored in Guangling City!

Hearing Fu Shan's laughter again at this moment made him so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Looking at the other big shots in Luoyun City, their expressions were not good either.

On the stage.

Su Yi stood alone with his hands behind his back, his expression was dull, neither happy nor sad.

To others, a record like defeating Mo Tianling was extremely dazzling.

But in his eyes, he just took down a little blood-moving boy, so what does that mean?

If it weren't for Fu Shan taking the initiative to ask for help this time, he wouldn't even bother to attend this banquet.

If Lingxue is here, it would be more interesting to go boating on the Dacang River with her and watch the beautiful scenery of thousands of lights reflecting on the water in the night than to attend such a banquet.

She should have met her sister Wen Lingzhao, but she just doesn't know when she will return...

Standing on the ten-foot dragon gate, Su Yi looked at the gorgeous lights on the river in the distance, but in his heart he thought of his pure, bright, charming and lively sister-in-law Wen Lingxue.

For a moment, there was a trace of sadness in my heart.

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ps: 3 updates in a row! The kids enjoyed watching it, so they spent their monthly tickets! !