The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The rain was pouring down, and the night was as dark as ink.

But there was a man named Shi Shiran who walked into this ruined temple!

This abnormal and strange scene immediately aroused the vigilance of Uncle Yong and others, and they all stood on guard with their weapons in hand.

As they got closer, Su Yi and the others finally saw clearly the person coming.

I saw the man wearing cloud-patterned boots, wearing a feather crown on his head, his eyebrows were like ink, his nose looked like hanging gallbladder, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand.

He has an extremely handsome appearance, and his jade robe is tailored to fit him. He looks like a handsome nobleman, exuding a luxurious aura.

"This guy is so beautiful."

The girl in military uniform was stunned and subconsciously murmured.

It seemed inappropriate to describe a man as beautiful, but she couldn't find a more appropriate word.

"Miss, be careful, this person is anything but simple."

Uncle Yong looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and his eyes were like sharp daggers, staring at the handsome young man who walked into the courtyard and walked towards this side step by step.

"In a deserted place with ruined temples and sneaks running rampant, this young master had better leave quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for waiting for you!"

One of the guards shouted, his words were cold and stern, threatening and tempting.

The young master stood three feet in front of the main hall, playing with the folding fan in his hand, and said leisurely: "You're welcome? Haha, if I hadn't been soft-hearted before, I'm afraid you would have been eaten by the ghost zombies until there was only a layer of stinky skin left. .”

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and their hearts were churning.

"Are you a demon from the Yinsha Sect?"

Uncle Yong said in a deep voice.

"That's wrong, those guys from the Yinsha Sect are just minions who were accepted by me."

The young master shook his head and said, "The reason why I show up to see you this time is because I have similar thoughts. As long as you all worship me as your lord and serve me loyally, you can survive."

He stood in the rain curtain, as if there were invisible forces around his body, dispersing the rain and shaking it away, so that his clothes were not wet. Not only did he not look embarrassed, but he gave people an extremely mysterious feeling.

"Worship you as my Lord? Who are you? What qualifications do you have to say such big words?"

The girl in uniform snorted coldly.

"When you surrender to me, you will understand my identity."

The young master smiled slightly and raised his eyes to look at the girl in uniform.

At that moment, everyone saw that the young master had a pair of scarlet pupils, which looked like a pair of blood moons reflected in them, which was eerie and frightening.

Buzz!

The girl in military uniform was trembling, her eyes were blank, and she suddenly drew her sword out of its sheath, ready to strike.

Uncle Yong, with quick eyes and quick hands, pressed down on the shoulder of the girl in military uniform, his tongue bursting with thunder, "Miss, please keep the mourning platform clear!"

The words were like thunderbolts, resounding through the void, sweeping away the evil atmosphere, and making the roof tiles rattle.

The girl in uniform suddenly woke up with a buzzing sound in her ears.

When she looked at the beautiful and enchanting young master in the distance, her expression was filled with fear, and her pretty face turned pale.

Just now, she seemed to be stunned by an evil spirit and completely lost consciousness!

"Hey, for a Qi-gathering realm Dzogchen warrior, your body has been tempered quite well."

The young master looked at Uncle Yong with admiration. It felt like he was picking out goods in a shop, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"So, if I don't agree, you are going to use force?"

Taking a deep breath, Uncle Yong's whole body changed. His energy and blood were steaming like smoke rising into the sky. Even his words were like thunder, revealing a terrifying power that shook people's hearts.

This is the Qi-gathering Dzogchen warrior. His Qi and blood are like smoke, and his energy is like thunder!

If ordinary ghosts and ghosts are seen, it will be killed alive by the overwhelming energy and blood power of his body, just like seeing a sun.

The young master didn't seem to care at all, and said: "I am giving you a chance to live. I advise you to cherish it. Once you take action..."

He narrowed his blood-colored pupils slightly, glanced at Su Yi and the others, and then said, "I guarantee that no one will leave this place alive."

His words were casual, yet full of scorn and confidence.

Uncle Yong and others' hearts sank, and their expressions became more solemn.

"You protect the young lady."

Taking a deep breath, Uncle Yong stepped out.

At that moment, he was like a sharp sword unsheathed, his bones exploded like thunder, and his energy and blood surged and roared like the Yangtze River.

Clang!

Uncle Yong drew his sword out of its sheath and rushed out.

At that moment, the torrential rain curtain was shattered, and countless water droplets exploded, turning into mist and rolling away. And Uncle Yong's figure rushed forward like thunder, as fast as lightning.

That mighty and brave scene shocked the girl in military uniform and others.

Only Su Yi secretly shook his head.

They saw the young master standing still, tapping the folding fan casually in his hand.

clang!

A shocking collision resounded, and Uncle Yong's angry slash was easily blocked by the folding fan, unable to make any further progress.

"You can not."

The young master shook his head and raised the folding fan in his hand.

Uncle Yong felt an unparalleled cold force pouring into the sword in his hand through the folding fan, like an endless cold current hitting him hard, causing his jaw to tremble, and his figure staggered back a few steps.

The sword almost flew away from his hand.

boom! boom! boom!

And as he retreated, with every step he took, the underground stone slabs cracked and exploded, filling the air with smoke and dust.

One can imagine how terrifying the force of this blow to Uncle Yong was.

The girls in military uniforms were all stunned, their hearts trembling. How could this young man be so terrifying?

It should be noted that Uncle Yong is the strongest being on their side. Among the 19 cities in Yunhe County, he is also the top master after the Grandmaster!

But now, in an understatement, he was slapped away by the young master!

"Grandmaster realm!?"

Uncle Yong's face was ugly and he was filled with surprise and confusion.

"Grandmaster?"

The young master looked thoughtful and said, "Those characters can barely compete with me. Not long ago, I just took care of an old guy, but unfortunately he escaped in the end..."

There was a hint of regret in his voice.

Everyone was horrified, as if falling into an ice cave.

Even the Grand Master is no match for this young master?

Who is he, and why is he hiding in this ghost-haunted Ghost Mother Ridge?

Only Su Yi showed such an expression, as if he had already seen through the other party's true nature.

The young master looked at the sky, sighed, and said: "It's getting late. I'll give you a chance at last. Surrender or die."

"Uncle Yong, go on!"

Suddenly, the girl in uniform took out a silver sword and handed it to Uncle Yong.

The whole body of this sword is like silver frost, white and clear, with obscure and twisted talisman cloud patterns engraved on it, and its luster is as bright as snow and as bright as the moon.

"A 'Yuan Dao Talisman Soldier'!"

Su Yi's eyes flashed with surprise, recognizing the extraordinary nature of this sword.

This sword must be forged from spiritual materials and can be called a true spiritual weapon.

But unlike ordinary spiritual weapons, this sword is also refined with talisman cloud patterns by Yuanjing monks. It is like attaching the power of talisman formations to a sword, and its magical functions are completely different from ordinary spiritual weapons. .

Therefore, it can be called the "Yuan Dao Talisman Soldier".

This kind of weapon is far from rare in the vast wilderness of Jiuzhou, but in the spiritually barren Great Zhou Dynasty, it is definitely a top-notch magical weapon! The fact that a girl in military uniform can carry such treasures with her everywhere makes it even more obvious that she has an extraordinary origin.

With a sword in his hand, Uncle Yong's aura became calmer, exuding strong confidence, and there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes when he looked at the sword.

The name of the sword is Shuangtian, which was a treasure once owned by a land god!

Almost at the same time, a trace of fear appeared in the young master's demonic blood pupils. He obviously knew that this sword was powerful, so he took action immediately without any further hesitation.

Uh-huh!

He stepped forward, almost as if he was flying in the void, and opened the folding fan in his hand. On it was a ghost map of the Eighteen Mountains, with surging black light and steaming evil energy.

As he raised his hand to strike, eighteen lines of black smoke billowed out from the fan, turning into eighteen ghosts, and their evil aura covered the sky and the sun.

At that moment, the world was like falling into a hell, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling resounded throughout the world.

Uncle Yong stepped forward with his sword in hand. The Frost Sky Sword in his hand flew across the sky, setting off a bright and clear silver light, just like mercury pouring down the ground and moonlight pouring down.

Tsk!

With the sword energy flowing freely, whenever the eighteen fierce ghosts came close, their bodies would be cut into wounds like burning fire cooking oil. The fishy smell would fill the air, and they would let out shrill and painful roars.

But under the control of the young master, these eighteen fierce ghosts did not retreat. They rushed towards Uncle Yong desperately like ferocious spirits.

In an instant, Uncle Yong seemed to be surrounded. Even though the sword energy was extremely dazzling, he could not kill those ghosts for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the young master jumped up. He was extremely cautious to avoid being touched by the sword energy, and he did not even dare to touch the sword energy head-on.

Seeing the opportunity, the young master suddenly thrust out the folding fan in his hand and hit it on the sword in Uncle Yong's hand.

clang!

Gold and armor clash, cracking rocks and piercing gold.

Uncle Yong was shaken all over, and the Frost Sky Sword in his hand trembled violently, almost being knocked away.

How could he not see that the young master was trying to knock the Frost Sky Sword away from his hand?

He gritted his teeth to hold back the terrifying power, held on to the sword tightly, and used all his martial arts power to fight hard.

In just a few breaths, three evil ghosts were killed. The other evil ghosts were also struck by the sword energy, their evil energy dispersed from their bodies, and they suffered heavy injuries.

The young master snorted coldly, then suddenly flashed his figure and rushed towards the girl in uniform standing at the door of the hall in the distance.

"not good!"

Uncle Yong sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted, "Use the Shadow Crossbow quickly to stop him from approaching!"

Beside the girl in military uniform, a group of guards did not hesitate to take out a crossbow with a unique shape, and tightened the sharp arrows on the bow string.

Divine Shadow Crossbow!

The top-notch war crossbows equipped by the armies of the Great Zhou Dynasty, when shot with black iron arrows, were enough to kill the average Qi Gathering Realm powerhouse.

If they were under siege, even the martial arts master would be injured.

Of course, a martial arts master will not just stand around and be besieged...

Although the Divine Shadow Crossbow has powerful lethality, its lifespan is extremely short. If it uses thirty arrows in a row, it will be completely useless.

But even so, the cost of a Shenying Crossbow is worth ten thousand taels of silver. If you add those black iron arrows, the price will be even higher.

It is worth mentioning that the manufacture and use of the Shenying Crossbow was strictly controlled by "King Tunhai", one of the nine kings of the Zhou Dynasty, and rarely spread among the people.

And the forces that can obtain the Divine Shadow Crossbow must have an extremely deep background!

collapse! collapse! collapse!

At this time, as a group of guards pulled the trigger, arrows burst out like a torrential rain, with eardrum-ripping blasts and screams, all of which were shot at the charging young master.

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2 updates in a row at 6 o'clock tonight. Well, that's right, Su Yi is going to show off today~