flying sword

Chapter 39 Get Out
Su Ziyu looked at Xin Jiuli at this moment, a complicated expression appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but said in embarrassment: "It's so murderous, what kind of magic is this!!!"

At this moment, it can be seen that Xin Jiuli's body surface was enveloped in a blood mist, looking horrifying, and the flowers and plants within ten meters around him were all dead at this time.

It seems that Xin Jiuli represents death, as soon as he feels his breath, he will die.

Su Ziyu didn't really pay attention to the young man in front of him until this moment.

This kind of magic power is absolutely not ordinary magic power! ! !
Not long after, the blood on Xin Jiuli's body gradually faded, and finally turned into a puff of black smoke and dispersed from all around him.

Su Ziyu, who had been prepared for a long time, hurried back at this moment. After seeing the black air dissipating, he still hesitated to go forward, but asked tentatively on the spot: "Brother Jiuli, brother Jiuli..."

Xin Jiuli still kept his half-squatting figure, and didn't seem to hear Su Ziyu's words. It was not until a long time later that Xin Jiuli uttered an inhuman roar.

Then Xin Jiuli slowly stood up.

When he saw Su Ziyu, he asked with surprise on his face, "Brother Su, what...what's going on?"

"Where did Di Yi go?"

"You...you don't know what just happened???"

Su Ziyu was dumbfounded, and then he fell into deep thought.

Originally, he speculated that Xin Jiuli should have performed some kind of secret technique, but looking at him now, it is obvious that he is not lying.

Then there is only one possibility, the boy in front of him at the moment before accidentally acquired some kind of mysterious energy, which scared Di Yi away.

"Brother Jiuli, you really don't remember what happened just now? Think about it carefully." Su Ziyu still felt incredible at this time, and asked again.

"Okay, I'll think about it."

After Xin Jiuli finished speaking, he began to recall, and sure enough he remembered.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a conversation with Sword Soul, but when he thought of the most critical point, his head ached, and he couldn't come up with any problems in the end.

Seeing this, Su Ziyu could only give up, and urged: "Let's go, the disciples of Wanjianmen might come over soon."

"kindness."

Xin Jiuli nodded, knowing that what Su Ziyu said was true, the two immediately ran deeper into Shiwan Dashan.

After a short while, a group of people wearing blue robes and holding long swords came here, and came out of the woods in groups.

There were only about twenty of these people, and the average age was only around 20 years old, but each of them had an extraordinary aura, obviously they were all disciples above the fifth level of the Yuan Kaijing.

As soon as they walked here, they immediately stood upright in the same place with a low shout.

At the same time, a young man with a resolute face hurried forward a few steps, squatted down where Xin Jiuli was originally, quickly flipped the nearby soil surface with his hands, and immediately stood up again.

"Second senior brother, it really is the breath of the devil way. It seems that he hasn't gone very far, and he should be able to catch up." The disciple reported back to the only man wearing a golden robe.

Although the other people's aura is extraordinary, compared with this person, it is obviously much worse.

"Hmph, if you dare to attack and kill my disciple of Wanjianmen, if you catch him, I will tear him into pieces. Let's go, catch up with the breath, and I will do it myself!" The two of Jiuli stared at the direction in which they were fleeing, and said.

"Second senior brother, but further ahead is the central area of ​​Shiwan Dashan, and senior senior brother is not there. If so many of us go in together, we are very likely to be attacked by monsters." hesitated.

"Monster? Don't you think I'm just a vegetarian? What kind of bullshit brother, if I didn't occupy the favor of the old man, I would have made him look good. Hmph, come with me."

A stern look flashed across the face of the man in the golden robe, and he said with a gloomy expression.

The disciple in Tsing Yi was stunned, he didn't dare to continue talking, and nodded respectfully hastily.

"Go, start with me."

The green-robed man said proudly, suddenly he seemed to feel something.His face turned embarrassing.

"Hmph, no one is allowed in."

A cold snort came, and a white figure appeared here.

"Welcome Senior Brother Diyi!!"

"Welcome Senior Brother Di Yi!"

When the female disciples around saw the white figure appearing, they all knelt down involuntarily, and there was an endless stream of praise from their mouths.

This is an absolute belief in strength. From the beginning to the end, they have never doubted the existence of Di Yi, and Di Yi's invincible image has long been deeply buried in their hearts.It's not something that someone else can erase with a few words.

Even the previous disciple in Tsing Yi couldn't help kneeling down at this time.

Above the sky, that white figure looked like a god of war. At this moment, he looked at the man in the golden robe below with no expression on his face.

"What are you doing, get up, get up!!"

The man in the golden robe saw that everyone around him knelt down and bowed down. He was very angry in his heart, and cursed at the sky: "Di Yi, you are protecting people in the devil's way. I, Jin Lang, cannot tolerate your presumptuousness."

"Hmph, others are afraid of you, Emperor Yi, but I, Jin Lang, are not afraid of you. Don't think that you can be defiant just because you have an innate sword body. I, Jin Lang, are born with a metal body, and my swordsmanship can break everything. What kind of thing are you?"

Jin Lang cursed endlessly, as if he wanted to scold all the humiliation he had suffered in the past few years.

He was originally a swordsman who was one in a thousand, with a metal physique, which made his kendo famous for its sharpness. He is talented, and he is willing to endure hardships.

He retreated for three years just to take Di Yi's place.

However, when he appeared in closed doors again and again, and challenged Di Yi again and again, he was still no match for him, he hated...he hated Di Yi, if it wasn't for Di Yi, the elder brother of Wanjianmen would be his, and all the glory would belong to him of.

But... But why is it not enough for me to have Wanjianmen appear, and a Diyi is also needed.

"Di Yi, I'm going to make a break with you today!"

Jin Lang completely lost control. The next moment, his people flew towards Di Yi with his sword. This sword contained his strongest metallic power. He believed that no matter whether it was a human or a ghost, , under his invincible golden sword, there is only one end.

"God and form are destroyed."

"Hmph, even a petty trick dares to make a fool of yourself."

After Di Yi dismissed it, his eyes slowly turned, and in an instant, his eyes turned scarlet again, and at the same time bloody tears flowed down.

"Since you're attacking me, don't blame me for being rude." Di Yi yelled softly, a circle of blood rippling in his eyes, and a red glow quickly formed from his eyes, "Look at my magical powers, eyes of blood and tears! "

A crackling sound came from around Jin Lang's body, the young man's expression changed, and he shouted, "Are you really going to tear your face apart?"

"You asked for it yourself. You can't blame me if you die, but as long as you apologize, for your master's sake, I can spare your life, but you must obey my orders from now on." Di Yi The voice floated in the air.

"Dreaming!" Jin Lang opened his mouth, and a golden aura spewed out from his mouth. The originally very small aura turned into more than a hundred small golden swords as soon as it reached the outside world, surrounding Di Yi.

(End of this chapter)