Storyteller in Wudi City, comment on the top ten sword immortals at the beginning

"Qi Jia Festival's big disciple Li Haoran went to the Ping An Inn to ask Mr. Jian Su!"

One man shouted in the street.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

"Really?!"

"Then we'll have to see."

"Go with you."

For a time, the outside of the Ping An Inn was surrounded by water leakage, and the streets were crowded.

Li Haoran, who came to ask for the sword, stood outside the inn holding the sword, closing his eyes and waiting for Su Han to arrive.

People around were talking about it.

"I knew that the First Sword in the Capital would not be able to resist settling accounts with Mr. Su."

"It's just that the disciple is here, if the Qi Family Festival himself arrives, Mr. Su will be really dangerous."

"Hmph, does that guy dare to come? If you dare to come, you don't want an old face.

"It is."

"Mr. Su is here!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and Li Haoran also opened his eyes, and there was a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Su Han, who was dressed in a moon-white robe, walked out of the inn, with a slender figure and a handsome spirit.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Good."

Li Haoran said proudly, "You have spoken ill of my master, and your comments have damaged my master's reputation in the world, so I came to ask about the sword."

"In that case, why didn't your master come by himself?"

When Li Haoran heard this, he said contemptuously: "Just you are not worthy of letting my master take out the sword." I'm enough.

Su Han smiled.

"You? I'm afraid it's not enough.

Li Haoran was furious.

......

The second floor of a restaurant on the street.

A one-armed swordsman wearing a mask sat opposite Ye Gucheng, and the two looked at the white-robed man in the crowd downstairs.

"He is Su Han? The owner of that sword intent?

"It looks good. I don't know how swordsmanship is. Ye Gucheng said.

"Second Grade Realm, Senior Ye, do you think he can win?"

"Realm sometimes doesn't decide everything."

Ye Gucheng took a sip of wine and said, "Maybe the result will surprise everyone."

He turned his head to look in one direction.

The one-armed swordsman followed his gaze.

A man dressed in white like snow stood on a distant rooftop, quietly looking at the other side of the street.

"That was... Ximen Sword Immortal? He came too. The one-armed swordsman was surprised.

Ximen Chuixue turned his head and glanced at this side, and Ye Gucheng looked at each other, and both of them could see the fighting intent in their eyes.

At the same time, both of them also detected several good qi machines, and a few of them did not even lose to the two.

Ye Gucheng smiled,

"It's really getting more and more interesting."

......

On the street at the other end.

Wine stall side.

A little old man with a bad horse and a sword box on his back took the wine gourd handed over by the treasurer, burped, and then slowly led the horse towards the crowd.

He wanted to go to see for Gongzi whether that Mr. Su was that person.

......

The roof of the Ping An Inn.

A swordsman wearing a cloak and a gray iron mask stood there, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the white-clad crowd in the street.

She had a smile in her eyes.

"I've grown a little taller."

"It's a little more handsome than before."

"Second product... Although it is a little low, it is not bad with your ragged qualifications.

"That being said."

"But sneak out for a year without saying a word, and I want to spare you simply for the sake of the teacher."

She said, looking at Li Haoran opposite Su Han, after sensing his realm, the light under the mask instantly became cold.

"Where did the thing that didn't know whether it was dead or alive, and dared to bully my disciple with a high realm."

If only she knew who Shi Cheng was.

Then she was going to ask the sword.

The kind that divides life and death.

Just as she was thinking.

On the street.

Li Haoran had already drawn his sword.

A three-foot long sword glowing with a faint blue light hung in front of him, emitting a sound of sword clanging.

Li Haoran said proudly:

"I have seven swords, learn from my master Qi Family Festival, the sword and sword can be compared to Xuan, if you admit defeat and surrender, I can let you go."

See this scene.

Tang Lian's face was solemn.

"Such a strong sword pressure, he is not talking big."

Xiao Se also said with a slight expression:

"He is at least several times stronger than yesterday's gray-clothed swordsman."

"It's over, it's comparable to the seven swords of Zhixuan, how can Senior Brother Su block it?"

Lei Wujian panicked, "Or should we admit defeat as soon as possible?" "

Face his sword coercion.

Su Han just said lightly:

"Let's take out the sword."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Li Haoran's face turned cold

, "I gave you a chance, don't blame me."

He held the three-foot long sword suspended in the air and swung it towards Su Han, and the green mang, the sharp sword qi overflowed, cutting the ground into the cracks.

"The first sword, named the first line tide."

A cyan sword qi was like a menacing Qiantang wave, cutting across a line towards Su Han.

Li Hanyi on the ridge was furious, and was about to make a move, but he was suddenly stunned.

Just because he felt a familiar sword intent emanating from Su Han.

As Su Han gripped the hilt of the sword containing light in his hand.

It was as if the sleeping beast opened its eyes.

A monstrous sword momentum rushed into the sky.

It's like the heavenly river flowing backwards.

Li Hanyi's eyes widened.

"This is?!"

Su Han said indifferently:

"I have a sword, learned from the North Snow Moon Sword Immortal."

"Sword Name: August Flying Snow."

The light that condensed the invisible sword blade in his hand wrapped in the sword intent of the Great River and cut out vertically.

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, who were watching the battle, both had their eyes brightened.

Everyone seemed to hear the roar of a big river rushing in their ears, as if there were snowflakes flying in front of them, and the mountains and rivers were frozen.

Everything around seemed to slow down.

Including Li Haoran's sword qi.

Only that sword is not affected in the slightest.

"Ugh!"

In Li Haoran's shock.

He was enough to match the first line of Xuan's blow, which was shattered by the destruction and decay, slashed the ground, and rushed straight towards Li Hao without abating.

“！！"

Li Haoran panicked and hurriedly swung his sword.

"Second sword, White Snake."

The meandering sword qi turned into a snow-white snake and slaughtered forward, but in an instant it was crushed and strangled by the vast sword momentum like a big river.

Feel the terrifying sword momentum that envelops the power of heaven and earth.

Li Haoran's face was pale.

He seemed to have turned into an ant, and in front of him was a tsunami that was 100 feet high.

How does the power of ants resist the power of heaven and earth?

Moment.

Li Haoran was terrified and retreated, and couldn't help but take a step back.

It's just a step back.

One of his sword hearts was instantly dusted, and his sword intent was lost.

There is no third sword.

The sword qi that Su Han cut out slashed heavily on the sword in Li Haoran's hand.

Crunch!

The sword body emitted a mournful cry.

Li Haoran's arm sleeves instantly tore and exploded.

"Bang!"

His whole person quickly slid backwards, and he was actually slashed by a sword and fell back seven or eight meters away from the door of the inn, leaving two deep ravines on the floor tiles with his feet, and even his shoes were not sharpened.

Su Han put away the light in his hand and said to him:

"Even I can't stand a sword, dare to come to me and ask for a sword?"

"It seems that your master's swordsmanship is not good, and the disciples who have been taught are also not good."