flying sword

Chapter 37 Innate Sword Body
After a long time, the woman slowly raised her head, looked at the direction where Di Yi was going, with an intoxicated look on her face, and muttered to herself: "For a character like Senior Brother Di Yi, I can only dream about it." .”

After saying that, the woman shook her head and left the mountain with a look of frustration.

...

At this time, two embarrassed figures suddenly appeared near Shiwan Dashan, they were Xin Jiuli and the two who fled all the way.

It can be seen that Xin Jiuli's whole body has been covered with a lot of blood. Of course, these blood stains obviously did not come from him.

His eyes glowed with a strange red light, not only did he not feel like he was running away, but he looked like Yu Yong from the Vietnam War.

Su Ziyu had an anxious expression on his face, and couldn't help but said backwards: "Brother Jiuli, why are you so stubborn, I let you go early, and you insisted on making a move. This is all right now, the disciples of Wan Jianmen will be quick!" will be there."

"Hmph, come one and kill one, come two and I'll just kill one pair. I didn't expect Brother Ziyu to be so fearful, thanks to the fact that you are still a member of the devil way."

"I'm not afraid, I just don't want to put myself in a desperate situation." Su Ziyu still insisted on his own thinking, and argued with Xin Jiuli.

Xin Jiuli snorted coldly and stopped talking, but the speed of his feet has increased a lot. Seeing Xin Jiuli like this, Su Ziyu was naturally happy and increased his speed.

"Don't worry, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains in front of us. This mountain stretches for thousands of miles. If we go deep, I believe it will be difficult for the other party to find us."

Seeing Xin Jiuli calm down, Su Ziyu talked about his thoughts, hoping to give Xin Jiuli more hope of escaping.

In fact, he didn't have much confidence in what he said.

He had known for a long time that the disciples of Wanjianmen were practicing near Shiwanda Mountain, and he might have received the order to hunt and kill the two of them, but if he wanted to escape, he had to enter the big forest of Shiwanda Mountain.

"Now let's see if the disciples of God bless Wan Jianmen are not in the same place as us."

Although Su Ziyu blamed Xin Jiuli a little bit, he actually admired Xin Jiuli's methods.

Among other things, the few people who came to chase and kill before were all killed by Xin Jiuli with that bloody long sword, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

If it wasn't for him to stop Xin Jiuli, I don't know how many thousands of Jianmen disciples would die under his sword.

But even if the two escaped in time, Su Ziyu complained endlessly.

It is rumored that Wanjianmen has a skill of flying with a sword, and the flying speed can reach tens of thousands of miles a day. If these people are allowed to take action, it will be a dead end.

Not long after, Su Ziyu showed joy on his face, and said excitedly: "Brother Jiuli, we have already reached the mountain of [-], it is useless even if the people from Wanjianmen come here, haha."

Su Ziyu laughed, but Xin Jiuli frowned.

Thoughts gradually entered his mind and communicated with Sword Soul.

"What? You mean someone is chasing you from three miles away!!"

"Yes master, that person is very fast, I am afraid he will catch up with us in a short time." Sword Soul's voice became serious.

"And I feel that that person seems to have some kind of ability to lock things like me, and he has noticed us."

"What did you say, he can lock us!!!"

Xin Jiuli was horrified, whether it was a human or a ghost, he had the sword soul sense to detect things three miles away, but the other party was obviously more than three miles away.

Judging by its speed, it was obvious that the two of them had been spotted at least ten miles away.

A thought flashed through his mind involuntarily.

"Mixed Yuan Realm!"

"That's not true. The opponent's cultivation base is only at the early stage of Concentrating Light Realm, but for some reason, I always feel that there is a powerful force in the opponent's body."

"Comparable to my strength!"

"It's comparable to your strength!" Xin Jiuli broke out in a cold sweat.

After so many days of research, he has already figured out some specific functions of this sword soul, which cannot but be said to be extremely evil.

But according to Sword Soul, the opponent also has such terrifying power.

"Could it be that the other party has also awakened the sword soul..."

Before he could think about it, a huge gust of wind suddenly roared behind him, a strong sense of crisis emerged in his body, and Xin Jiuli's hairs stood on end at this moment.

"Whizzing"

Two sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded near Xin Jiuli's ears. Although Xin Jiuli had been prepared to suddenly turn sideways, his face was still flushed with scarlet.

Pain, burning pain.

He could feel that his face was scratched by an extremely sharp thing, and the speed of that thing was so fast that he hadn't had time to see what was attacking him.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Three more piercing sounds sounded one after another, and the gust of wind behind him became more violent.

Xin Jiuli knew that it must be the person that Sword Soul felt was coming.

This time, he didn't hide, a sword covered in blood suddenly jumped out from behind him and then waved it. Several crackling sounds sounded, and Xin Jiuli looked at the ground coldly, his pupils gradually getting bigger stand up.

It turned out to be three hair-thick weeds! ! !
"Hmph, interesting, I haven't met a sword repairer like you for a long time, so let's play with you more."

A cold voice rang out all around.

The voice seemed to come from hell, and Xin Jiuli felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in just a moment.

Even the sword soul faintly trembled.

Su Ziyu noticed the strangeness here, turned around and found a strange man standing quietly in the air.

The man was dressed in snow-white, with three thousand black hairs dancing wildly behind him, coupled with that flawless white face, he looked like a king who ruled the world.

What is really frightening is his eyes, those eyes seem to be lifeless and never move, a strong sadness perfectly interprets his eyes.

"Concentrating Light Realm!"

With just one glance, Su Ziyu saw the clue, and couldn't help but speak out.

The purpose, of course, is to prepare Xin Jiuli well.

"Who are you, why did you attack me!"

Xin Jiuli looked at the man and asked stubbornly. He knew that the man was very strong, so he wanted to know who he was fighting with.

"Brother Wan Jianmen, Di Yi."

The cold man said lightly, with no expression on his face.

When Su Ziyu heard the man's words, the expression on his face became extremely embarrassing.

"Could it be that you are the innate sword body disciple of Wanjianmen who has been in the limelight in recent years, Diyi!"

"Oh? You recognize me." The cold man showed a look of surprise, and then said in a deep voice: "You actually know my name and dare to attack my martial sister, should I... admire your courage?"

(End of this chapter)