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Chapter 388 Sword Killing Technique!
After the words fell, Jian Shiyi turned and left.

"team leader……"

Dozens of Xingtang disciples flocked forward, each with complex expressions on their faces.

"I said before that I will withdraw from the punishment hall. Whether you want to capture him or not is up to you." Jian Shiyi said to the group of punishment hall disciples. Then he was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Yi. , asked: "Can you tell me, what kind of sword technique was just now?"

"I don't know either. If I have to choose a name, it should be 'Slaying Sword Art'!" Su Yi replied.

"Killing Sword Art..." Jian Eleven whispered.

"Swords, to me, are not for viewing. The real sword is a murder weapon. It is a weapon used to penetrate the enemy's body and cause damage to the enemy. No matter how strong the sword technique is, no matter how gorgeous the sword moves are, the final result is just like this As a matter of fact, when you draw your sword out of its sheath, your purpose is how to penetrate into the enemy's body. You can completely omit all redundant actions, but the two actions of drawing the sword and stabbing into the enemy's body are the most important, so it is called "killing the sword". Trick'!" In Su Yi's eyes, there was a light flickering, which was enlightened from the mural.

"Draw out the sword, stab into..."

Jian Eleven muttered to himself, as if he had realized something.

"Slaying Sword Art, what kind of sword technique is this?" All the disciples in the audience were also discussing after hearing this. It was the first time they had heard of such a sword technique, but it seemed that there was some truth in what they said, but it was difficult to comprehend.

"Thank you."

Immediately, Jian Shiyi looked at Su Yi and nodded, and in the surprise of everyone, he saluted Su Yi, and then a vitality formed under the soles of his feet, turned into a beast shadow, and flew away.

"team leader!"

The Xingtang disciples present changed their colors and watched Jian Shiyi leave.

Afterwards, the eyes of these dozens of punishment hall disciples locked on Su Yi's body one after another, with complicated eyes, including shock, anger, gloom, and fear.

"What, do you want to do it?"

Su Yi's gaze swept across the group of disciples in the punishment hall, and a few traces of awe-inspiring eyes flashed out of his calm face.

"Su Yi, the duty of our torture hall is to capture you and go back with us. You should go back with us without a fight. Do you still think that you can be a match for so many of us?"

Among the punishment hall disciples, there was a handsome young man who gritted his teeth, looked at Su Yi and said.

There are dozens of Xingtang disciples behind him at the moment, each of them is at the Yuanling Realm, among them there are several at the second level of the Yuanling Realm, and he himself has been at the third level of the Yuanling Realm.

"Catch him without a fight, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Hearing the young man's words, the other Xingtang disciples immediately gained confidence.

There were dozens of Xingtang disciples present, so it was hard to believe that no matter how strong Su Yi was, he could defeat so many people in Xingtang.

But even though these Xingtang disciples had the confidence they had given them again at this moment, they still looked at Su Yi with some fear for no reason.

Su Yi's eyes swept across the group of punishment hall disciples. There were dozens of punishment hall disciples, each of whom was above Yuan Lingjing level, so it was indeed difficult to deal with them.

But Su Yi didn't pay much attention to it. Relying on the ever-changing steps, he also felt that the Gale Feng Jindiao seemed to have not left these days and was still waiting for him, so if he wanted to leave, there would be no chance at all. What a problem.

What Su Yi was worried about was that if he left, these Xingtang disciples would still follow closely, which would be just as troublesome.

"Su Yi, catch him without a fight, you won't be able to escape today no matter what!"

With all his strength, the handsome young man in Xingtang let out a deep drink, his breath was rippling, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed.

"Buzz!"

"boom……"

Immediately, dozens of punishment hall disciples moved in unison, the vitality under the soles of their feet gushed out, their figures swept out, their breath burst out, a pair of precious swords appeared, and the swords were drawn out of their sheaths, and the sword's sound resounded through the void.

Dozens of figures surrounded Su Yi, dozens of long swords filled with sword aura, shining with light, pointed directly at Su Yi!
Dozens of auras at the level of the Yuanling Realm gathered together, and they were also powerful, making the square tremble, flying sand and rolling stones, shaking people's hearts and souls!
"Are we going to fight?"

Some disciples showed horror, and there were many people in the punishment hall, it seemed that they would not intend to let the outer disciple Su Yi go.

"I'm afraid this is going to make a big fuss!"

Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing and the others breathed a sigh of relief just now, and they mentioned it in their throats.

They originally thought that they would be fine if they defeated Jian Eleven. After all, tomorrow would be the Ten Thousand Swords Conference, but they never thought that Xingtang would never give up.

"We don't care?"

Looking at the movement in the field, someone among a bunch of deacons asked.

"No matter what, none of these boys in the punishment hall are easy to provoke. They won't listen to us." A middle-aged deacon smiled wryly.

"It seems that you don't want to stop, so I will accompany you. Whoever dares to block me will bear the consequences!"

Su Yi was also angry, these disciples in the punishment hall are really endless.

"Rumble..." As the words fell, the wind and thunder resounded, sonorous and deafening, and a new breath swept out from Su Yi's body.

At this moment, Su Yi's cultivation at the third level of Yuanling Realm was no longer reserved, and the red light filled the air, accompanied by a majestic aura.

Such a breath makes people's hearts throbbing, it can suppress everything!
"Ouch..."

"Guji..."

Under such a breath, the barbarian beast nearby roared and trembled, prostrating for it, and the barbarian beast mount in the sky neighed and trembled, crumbling.

"At the third level of the Yuanling Realm, he is only at the third level of the Yuanling Realm!"

When the aura on Su Yi's body remained, some sharp-sighted people present exclaimed.

The third level of the Yuanling Realm has been cultivated, but they have defeated Jian 11 and the fourth level of the Yuanling Realm. They know what this means.

"How can this breath be so strong!"

Dozens of Xingtang disciples were all awakened by the shock at this moment, and the vast aura made them palpitate. Under this overwhelming aura of coercion, Yao couldn't help but knelt down.

"Who dares to stop me!"

Su Yi opened his mouth with a low growl that resounded through the square, intending to fight to frighten the punishment hall, otherwise he might not be able to escape today.

Looking at Su Yi, dozens of Xingtang disciples looked at each other, and the hand holding the sword trembled inexplicably.

Especially after seeing that Jian Eleven was also defeated, none of them dared to take the lead. The aura emanating from the young man in front of them really made them feel terrible.

"Bold!"

Suddenly, a majestic shout came and fell on the ears of everyone present. It was also like thunder, and it made people's souls tremble.

As the voice fell, a figure appeared in the field as if out of thin air, and landed in front of Su Yi who was surrounded by disciples of the punishment hall.

The visitor seemed to be in his late fifties, and he looked very young. His black pupils, as bright as obsidian, shone with awe-inspiring heroism. Under the seemingly calm eyes, there seemed to be a sharpness hidden at any time. eyes.

(End of this chapter)