Chapter 139
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The atmosphere was a little dull.
The originally pleasant rustling sound of insects seems to be a little annoying.
Standing in a daze in front of the stone pillar, the middle-aged holding the sword gently rubbed his eyebrows, still silent.
Cha Jin picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "Young master has bright eyes and can predict things like a god, and the concubine is deeply admired. However, can you listen to the terms of the concubine's promise and decide whether to reject it or not? ?"
Su Yi raised his hand and poured her a glass of wine, "Please."
Double entendre.
Drink first, then talk.
At this moment, the middle-aged man holding the sword on the side of the stone pillar finally reacted. He turned his head to look at Su Yi in the rattan chair, and said coldly, "Miss never drinks."
Su Yi turned a deaf ear, or in other words, just ignored it.
Drinking a woman's drink is really unpleasant.
But for Su Yi, the arrival of the tea brocade was not only a bad sight, but also brought trouble.
He never cared whether it would be rude to let a woman with her own troubles drink.
Cha Jin was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said softly, "Uncle Xiang, don't worry, although I don't drink, it doesn't mean I can't drink. If you can impress Su Gongzi's heart, then tonight's drunkenness is worth it."
As he said that, he raised his glass and drank it, and his clean and beautiful face was immediately smudged with a layer of red, delicate and intoxicating.
She licked her rosy lips with the tip of her tongue, as if she was smacking the aftertaste, and immediately said with a smile: "Young master can kill a grand master with sword at his current age. His ambitions must be great, and he may be another king of Zhenyue in the future."
"But the young master must know that the higher the realm, the rarer and more precious the cultivation resources needed, and these high-level cultivation resources are almost all controlled by the top forces in Dazhou."
Just when she said this, Su Yi poured another glass of wine for her.
Not even a single "please" was said this time.
Cha Jin was stunned for a moment, then happily raised his glass and drank it, saying: "If the son is willing to serve the second prince, the concubine can guarantee that the son will no longer have to worry about his future cultivation. In addition, if the son makes great achievements, he will be named a marquis in the future. It's not a problem to pay respects!"
Su Yi sighed lightly, "Do you know how Zhou Zhili promised me?"
"Appreciate further details."
Su Yi said casually: "He once promised to use the position of the national teacher and the wealth of the sky to collect the rare treasures of the world for my use."
Cha Jin's expression was stagnant, and he said in astonishment: "How is this possible? Today's national teacher is Hong Shenshang, and his status is second only to the current emperor of Zhou. How could it be that his sixth prince could give up his position with a single word? ?"
The middle-aged Baojian who was not far away seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and snorted coldly: "Among the eight princes, the sixth prince is not welcomed by His Majesty, and secondly, he has never held real power, and his status in the royal family is far inferior to that of other princes."
"He opened his mouth and drew an unrealistic pie, do you believe it? Or, you are a lion, planning to take the opportunity to extort benefits?"
The middle-aged Baojian seemed to know everything about the situation of the royal family, and he was quite dissatisfied with his words, thinking that Su Yi had ulterior motives for saying this.
Cha Jin also seemed to calm down and said softly, "Mr. Su, Uncle Xiang has a straight temper. Don't worry about it. However, as far as the concubine knows, the situation of the sixth prince in the royal family is indeed... a little embarrassing."
Su Yi poured another glass of wine for Cha Jin, and said, "There are only three things to do. After drinking this glass of wine, you can go."
Cha Jin's delicate brows wrinkled, and Su Yi's unmoved appearance caused an unspeakable anger in her heart.
He took the initiative to come, and he has expressed enough sincerity, but this guy doesn't seem to give face at all!
The atmosphere cooled down.
The middle-aged Baojian turned to look at Su Yi.
At that moment, his eyes were like a pair of sharp swords tearing apart the night sky, the cold light was terrifying, with a terrifying coldness.
Lie meaning.
The air nearby seemed to be frozen, and it was so oppressive that one could hardly breathe.
This is the power of a martial arts master!
"Young man, it's a good thing to have lofty ambitions, but if you have eyes above the top, you don't know what to do. Miss Cha Jin takes pity on your talent, so she will take the initiative to recruit, but it seems that you really regard yourself as a great character? "
The middle-aged Baojian spoke coldly, his words were eloquent and aggressive.
Su Yi's eyes became cold.
"It is said that you have the power of a sword-killing master, but the old guy you killed on the ship at that time had already used the forbidden technique of self-destruction before you started, and he was in a situation where he was at the end of the game."
The middle-aged Baojian's eyes were surging with coldness, with disdain, "And you were just picking up a big bargain at the time!"
Cha Jin rolled his eyes, smiled to ease the atmosphere, and said, "Uncle Xiang, Master Su, how could he be an ordinary person?"
"It's natural, I just warned him not to think too much of himself."
The middle-aged man holding the sword looked indifferent.
"Do you know what happened at the Qingding campus yesterday?"
From the beginning to the end, Su Yi's expression was very dull, and his eyes kept looking at the glass of wine poured for Cha Jin on the table.
"What happened at Qingding School?"
Cha Jin was startled, and subconsciously looked at the middle-aged Baojian.
The middle-aged Baojian frowned and said, "It is said that Qin Wenyuan and his son were killed by an extremely mysterious and powerful person. What do you say?"
After being stunned for a while, Cha Jin blinked and said jokingly, "Young Master Su, you must not be trying to tell us that the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son is you, right?"
"you guessed right."
Su Yi said, picked up the glass of wine on the table and sprinkled it on the ground, "I'll give you one last chance, disappear from my eyes now, otherwise..."
He got up from the rattan chair, smiled slightly, and said, "I won't be able to leave tonight."
Although he was smiling, there was no emotion in that smile.
Cha Jin's face changed slightly, he took a few steps back, and said angrily, "Young Master Su, this joke is not funny at all!"
Naturally, she would not believe that Su Yi was the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son.
The middle-aged Baojian couldn't help but laugh, and murderous intent surged in his eyes: "Then I might as well say bluntly, you don't agree today, in order to prevent our identity from being leaked, you and everyone in this courtyard must die!"
"yes."
Su Yi's eyes were neither sad nor happy, "It seems that I, Su Yi, are really good at talking."
He took a step forward.
Cha Jin's pretty face changed slightly and said, "Young Master Su, why are you obsessed?"
Clang!
A wisp of sword chant sounded, Uncle Xiang hugged the scabbard in front of him, and plucked out a spirit sword, as if a purple lightning bolt came out of the scabbard, dazzling and dazzling.
The name of the sword is "Yingzi".
It was personally refined by Chai Yong, a great swordsman in Yujing City, and it cost 81 kinds of spiritual materials.
With a sword in hand, Uncle Xiang's aura suddenly changed, his majesty and indifference, his aura was like a monstrous water, overwhelming the sky.
"Submit under this sword, or die, choose one yourself."
Uncle Xiang said coldly.
Seeing this, Cha Jin exited the pavilion without hesitation, but when he looked at Su Yi, he couldn't help but bring a touch of regret.
Why bother?
This is probably called toasting, not eating, eating, and punishing bars?
She sighed inwardly.
"Draw your sword in front of me?"
Su Yi's eyes showed a hint of disdain, "Listen, within three moves, you should break your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!"
As he spoke, his deep eyes flashed with a terrifying cold luster.
.
And his right hand sticks out like a sword.
"act recklessly!"
Uncle Xiang's face sank.
Clang!
The monstrous power that he had accumulated for a long time broke out completely with the sound of a condensed sword chant.
Swish!
The Ying Zijian set off a misty purple sword shadow, which suddenly pierced in the night sky.
Like a thunderbolt.
The sword qi huffing and puffing out like a piece of training, just like the purple lightning across the sky.
At that moment, Cha Jin's eyes stinged, and indescribable surprise surged in his heart.
Uncle Xiang is one of the top masters under the second prince. He has become famous more than ten years ago. He has a "fire and thunder swordsmanship", which has shocked four people and won the applause of his peers!
Just like this sword, with a random blow, it shows the supreme demeanor of a kendo master!
However, seeing Su Yi not dodging or avoiding, his right hand stretched out.
It seems to be an understatement, but it has the mystery of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun.
A swipe of sword qi that was stabbed quickly, suddenly shifted out by three points.
Um?
Uncle Xiang's pupils contracted.
He is so rich in combat experience that he changed his sword stance in the first time, and the previous sword stance was like lightning swept through the air.
The sword stance at this moment is the peaks and peaks, blocking the world, giving people the feeling of being impeccable and unshakable!
There was no change in Su Yi's right hand, only the white fingertips suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
clang! !
When the fingertips touched the Ying Zi sword, a loud noise like Huang Zhong Da Lu suddenly sounded.
The impeccable sword stance of the peaks and peaks, like a lot of bubbles, was pierced by the force of this finger, and suddenly shattered and dissipated.
Immediately following, Su Yi's fingertips flicked lightly on Uncle Xiang's right wrist.
puff!
It was a gentle blow like a spring breeze and a rain, but at this moment, it was like a sharp knife, easily severing Uncle Xiang's right wrist.
The right palm and the Yingzi sword flew to the ground, the broken wrist was smooth like a mirror, and the blood was spilled like a spring.
Uncle Elephant was in pain, and he was so shocked that he died.
The understatement of the probing strike has the power to break the clouds and see the sun, break the mountains and mountains, and cut off his right wrist in one fell swoop! !
How could this kid be so scary?
Almost out of instinct, Uncle Xiang was about to dodge and retreat.
At this moment, Su Yi's indifferent voice sounded:
"Second move."
His right hand suddenly pinched the seal in the air and pressed it down.
It's like a god who moves mountains with only one hand, and wants to control Jiuyuan!
boom!
The nearby air exploded, seemingly unbearable.
Seeing that Su Yi's palm print was as dazzling as the real thing, as he pressed it down, even though Uncle Xiang tried his best to fight against it, in just a split second, he was pressed to the ground with a bang, and his knees smashed into the ground, cracking the ground. Fragmentation pop.
Too fast, this blow is too overbearing, like a slap on a fly, that kind of repressive force is completely destroying the dead.
"This……"
Uncle Elephant's eyes were splitting, and he was so shocked.
Tea Jin in the distance also seemed to wake up from the shock and confusion at the moment, and screamed from his lips: "Don't--!"
Su Yi turned a deaf ear, his palms were like knives, and he made a light stroke.
Uncle Elephant's head was thrown into the air.
From start to finish, he didn't even have time to react, let alone resist.
He was dying with horror and disbelief written all over his face.
In his ears, Su Yi's words just now seemed to be echoing:
"Listen, within three moves, you should break your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!"
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Today's first one is a bit late, I apologize to you guys~
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
The atmosphere was a little dull.
The originally pleasant rustling sound of insects seems to be a little annoying.
Standing in a daze in front of the stone pillar, the middle-aged holding the sword gently rubbed his eyebrows, still silent.
Cha Jin picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "Young master has bright eyes and can predict things like a god, and the concubine is deeply admired. However, can you listen to the terms of the concubine's promise and decide whether to reject it or not? ?"
Su Yi raised his hand and poured her a glass of wine, "Please."
Double entendre.
Drink first, then talk.
At this moment, the middle-aged man holding the sword on the side of the stone pillar finally reacted. He turned his head to look at Su Yi in the rattan chair, and said coldly, "Miss never drinks."
Su Yi turned a deaf ear, or in other words, just ignored it.
Drinking a woman's drink is really unpleasant.
But for Su Yi, the arrival of the tea brocade was not only a bad sight, but also brought trouble.
He never cared whether it would be rude to let a woman with her own troubles drink.
Cha Jin was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said softly, "Uncle Xiang, don't worry, although I don't drink, it doesn't mean I can't drink. If you can impress Su Gongzi's heart, then tonight's drunkenness is worth it."
As he said that, he raised his glass and drank it, and his clean and beautiful face was immediately smudged with a layer of red, delicate and intoxicating.
She licked her rosy lips with the tip of her tongue, as if she was smacking the aftertaste, and immediately said with a smile: "Young master can kill a grand master with sword at his current age. His ambitions must be great, and he may be another king of Zhenyue in the future."
"But the young master must know that the higher the realm, the rarer and more precious the cultivation resources needed, and these high-level cultivation resources are almost all controlled by the top forces in Dazhou."
Just when she said this, Su Yi poured another glass of wine for her.
Not even a single "please" was said this time.
Cha Jin was stunned for a moment, then happily raised his glass and drank it, saying: "If the son is willing to serve the second prince, the concubine can guarantee that the son will no longer have to worry about his future cultivation. In addition, if the son makes great achievements, he will be named a marquis in the future. It's not a problem to pay respects!"
Su Yi sighed lightly, "Do you know how Zhou Zhili promised me?"
"Appreciate further details."
Su Yi said casually: "He once promised to use the position of the national teacher and the wealth of the sky to collect the rare treasures of the world for my use."
Cha Jin's expression was stagnant, and he said in astonishment: "How is this possible? Today's national teacher is Hong Shenshang, and his status is second only to the current emperor of Zhou. How could it be that his sixth prince could give up his position with a single word? ?"
The middle-aged Baojian who was not far away seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and snorted coldly: "Among the eight princes, the sixth prince is not welcomed by His Majesty, and secondly, he has never held real power, and his status in the royal family is far inferior to that of other princes."
"He opened his mouth and drew an unrealistic pie, do you believe it? Or, you are a lion, planning to take the opportunity to extort benefits?"
The middle-aged Baojian seemed to know everything about the situation of the royal family, and he was quite dissatisfied with his words, thinking that Su Yi had ulterior motives for saying this.
Cha Jin also seemed to calm down and said softly, "Mr. Su, Uncle Xiang has a straight temper. Don't worry about it. However, as far as the concubine knows, the situation of the sixth prince in the royal family is indeed... a little embarrassing."
Su Yi poured another glass of wine for Cha Jin, and said, "There are only three things to do. After drinking this glass of wine, you can go."
Cha Jin's delicate brows wrinkled, and Su Yi's unmoved appearance caused an unspeakable anger in her heart.
He took the initiative to come, and he has expressed enough sincerity, but this guy doesn't seem to give face at all!
The atmosphere cooled down.
The middle-aged Baojian turned to look at Su Yi.
At that moment, his eyes were like a pair of sharp swords tearing apart the night sky, the cold light was terrifying, with a terrifying coldness.
Lie meaning.
The air nearby seemed to be frozen, and it was so oppressive that one could hardly breathe.
This is the power of a martial arts master!
"Young man, it's a good thing to have lofty ambitions, but if you have eyes above the top, you don't know what to do. Miss Cha Jin takes pity on your talent, so she will take the initiative to recruit, but it seems that you really regard yourself as a great character? "
The middle-aged Baojian spoke coldly, his words were eloquent and aggressive.
Su Yi's eyes became cold.
"It is said that you have the power of a sword-killing master, but the old guy you killed on the ship at that time had already used the forbidden technique of self-destruction before you started, and he was in a situation where he was at the end of the game."
The middle-aged Baojian's eyes were surging with coldness, with disdain, "And you were just picking up a big bargain at the time!"
Cha Jin rolled his eyes, smiled to ease the atmosphere, and said, "Uncle Xiang, Master Su, how could he be an ordinary person?"
"It's natural, I just warned him not to think too much of himself."
The middle-aged man holding the sword looked indifferent.
"Do you know what happened at the Qingding campus yesterday?"
From the beginning to the end, Su Yi's expression was very dull, and his eyes kept looking at the glass of wine poured for Cha Jin on the table.
"What happened at Qingding School?"
Cha Jin was startled, and subconsciously looked at the middle-aged Baojian.
The middle-aged Baojian frowned and said, "It is said that Qin Wenyuan and his son were killed by an extremely mysterious and powerful person. What do you say?"
After being stunned for a while, Cha Jin blinked and said jokingly, "Young Master Su, you must not be trying to tell us that the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son is you, right?"
"you guessed right."
Su Yi said, picked up the glass of wine on the table and sprinkled it on the ground, "I'll give you one last chance, disappear from my eyes now, otherwise..."
He got up from the rattan chair, smiled slightly, and said, "I won't be able to leave tonight."
Although he was smiling, there was no emotion in that smile.
Cha Jin's face changed slightly, he took a few steps back, and said angrily, "Young Master Su, this joke is not funny at all!"
Naturally, she would not believe that Su Yi was the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son.
The middle-aged Baojian couldn't help but laugh, and murderous intent surged in his eyes: "Then I might as well say bluntly, you don't agree today, in order to prevent our identity from being leaked, you and everyone in this courtyard must die!"
"yes."
Su Yi's eyes were neither sad nor happy, "It seems that I, Su Yi, are really good at talking."
He took a step forward.
Cha Jin's pretty face changed slightly and said, "Young Master Su, why are you obsessed?"
Clang!
A wisp of sword chant sounded, Uncle Xiang hugged the scabbard in front of him, and plucked out a spirit sword, as if a purple lightning bolt came out of the scabbard, dazzling and dazzling.
The name of the sword is "Yingzi".
It was personally refined by Chai Yong, a great swordsman in Yujing City, and it cost 81 kinds of spiritual materials.
With a sword in hand, Uncle Xiang's aura suddenly changed, his majesty and indifference, his aura was like a monstrous water, overwhelming the sky.
"Submit under this sword, or die, choose one yourself."
Uncle Xiang said coldly.
Seeing this, Cha Jin exited the pavilion without hesitation, but when he looked at Su Yi, he couldn't help but bring a touch of regret.
Why bother?
This is probably called toasting, not eating, eating, and punishing bars?
She sighed inwardly.
"Draw your sword in front of me?"
Su Yi's eyes showed a hint of disdain, "Listen, within three moves, you should break your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!"
As he spoke, his deep eyes flashed with a terrifying cold luster.
.
And his right hand sticks out like a sword.
"act recklessly!"
Uncle Xiang's face sank.
Clang!
The monstrous power that he had accumulated for a long time broke out completely with the sound of a condensed sword chant.
Swish!
The Ying Zijian set off a misty purple sword shadow, which suddenly pierced in the night sky.
Like a thunderbolt.
The sword qi huffing and puffing out like a piece of training, just like the purple lightning across the sky.
At that moment, Cha Jin's eyes stinged, and indescribable surprise surged in his heart.
Uncle Xiang is one of the top masters under the second prince. He has become famous more than ten years ago. He has a "fire and thunder swordsmanship", which has shocked four people and won the applause of his peers!
Just like this sword, with a random blow, it shows the supreme demeanor of a kendo master!
However, seeing Su Yi not dodging or avoiding, his right hand stretched out.
It seems to be an understatement, but it has the mystery of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun.
A swipe of sword qi that was stabbed quickly, suddenly shifted out by three points.
Um?
Uncle Xiang's pupils contracted.
He is so rich in combat experience that he changed his sword stance in the first time, and the previous sword stance was like lightning swept through the air.
The sword stance at this moment is the peaks and peaks, blocking the world, giving people the feeling of being impeccable and unshakable!
There was no change in Su Yi's right hand, only the white fingertips suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
clang! !
When the fingertips touched the Ying Zi sword, a loud noise like Huang Zhong Da Lu suddenly sounded.
The impeccable sword stance of the peaks and peaks, like a lot of bubbles, was pierced by the force of this finger, and suddenly shattered and dissipated.
Immediately following, Su Yi's fingertips flicked lightly on Uncle Xiang's right wrist.
puff!
It was a gentle blow like a spring breeze and a rain, but at this moment, it was like a sharp knife, easily severing Uncle Xiang's right wrist.
The right palm and the Yingzi sword flew to the ground, the broken wrist was smooth like a mirror, and the blood was spilled like a spring.
Uncle Elephant was in pain, and he was so shocked that he died.
The understatement of the probing strike has the power to break the clouds and see the sun, break the mountains and mountains, and cut off his right wrist in one fell swoop! !
How could this kid be so scary?
Almost out of instinct, Uncle Xiang was about to dodge and retreat.
At this moment, Su Yi's indifferent voice sounded:
"Second move."
His right hand suddenly pinched the seal in the air and pressed it down.
It's like a god who moves mountains with only one hand, and wants to control Jiuyuan!
boom!
The nearby air exploded, seemingly unbearable.
Seeing that Su Yi's palm print was as dazzling as the real thing, as he pressed it down, even though Uncle Xiang tried his best to fight against it, in just a split second, he was pressed to the ground with a bang, and his knees smashed into the ground, cracking the ground. Fragmentation pop.
Too fast, this blow is too overbearing, like a slap on a fly, that kind of repressive force is completely destroying the dead.
"This……"
Uncle Elephant's eyes were splitting, and he was so shocked.
Tea Jin in the distance also seemed to wake up from the shock and confusion at the moment, and screamed from his lips: "Don't--!"
Su Yi turned a deaf ear, his palms were like knives, and he made a light stroke.
Uncle Elephant's head was thrown into the air.
From start to finish, he didn't even have time to react, let alone resist.
He was dying with horror and disbelief written all over his face.
In his ears, Su Yi's words just now seemed to be echoing:
"Listen, within three moves, you should break your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!"
————
Today's first one is a bit late, I apologize to you guys~
The atmosphere was a little dull. The originally pleasant rustling sound of insects seems to be a little annoying. Standing in a daze in front of the stone pillar, the middle-aged holding the sword gently rubbed his eyebrows, still silent. Cha Jin picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "Young master has bright eyes and can predict things like a god, and the concubine is deeply admired. However, can you listen to the terms of the concubine's promise and decide whether to reject it or not? ?" Su Yi raised his hand and poured her a glass of wine, "Please." Double entendre. Drink first, then talk. At this moment, the middle-aged man holding the sword on the side of the stone pillar finally reacted. He turned his head to look at Su Yi in the rattan chair, and said coldly, "Miss never drinks." Su Yi turned a deaf ear, or in other words, just ignored it. Drinking a woman's drink is really unpleasant. But for Su Yi, the arrival of the tea brocade was not only a bad sight, but also brought trouble. He never cared whether it would be rude to let a woman with her own troubles drink. Cha Jin was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said softly, "Uncle Xiang, don't worry, although I don't drink, it doesn't mean I can't drink. If you can impress Su Gongzi's heart, then tonight's drunkenness is worth it." As he said that, he raised his glass and drank it, and his clean and beautiful face was immediately smudged with a layer of red, delicate and intoxicating. She licked her rosy lips with the tip of her tongue, as if she was smacking the aftertaste, and immediately said with a smile: "Young master can kill a grand master with sword at his current age. His ambitions must be great, and he may be another king of Zhenyue in the future." "But the young master must know that the higher the realm, the rarer and more precious the cultivation resources needed, and these high-level cultivation resources are almost all controlled by the top forces in Dazhou." Just when she said this, Su Yi poured another glass of wine for her. Not even a single "please" was said this time. Cha Jin was stunned for a moment, then happily raised his glass and drank it, saying: "If the son is willing to serve the second prince, the concubine can guarantee that the son will no longer have to worry about his future cultivation. In addition, if the son makes great achievements, he will be named a marquis in the future. It's not a problem to pay respects!" Su Yi sighed lightly, "Do you know how Zhou Zhili promised me?" "Appreciate further details." Su Yi said casually: "He once promised to use the position of the national teacher and the wealth of the sky to collect the rare treasures of the world for my use." Cha Jin's expression was stagnant, and he said in astonishment: "How is this possible? Today's national teacher is Hong Shenshang, and his status is second only to the current emperor of Zhou. How could it be that his sixth prince could give up his position with a single word? ?" The middle-aged Baojian who was not far away seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and snorted coldly: "Among the eight princes, the sixth prince is not welcomed by His Majesty, and secondly, he has never held real power, and his status in the royal family is far inferior to that of other princes." "He opened his mouth and drew an unrealistic pie, do you believe it? Or, you are a lion, planning to take the opportunity to extort benefits?" The middle-aged Baojian seemed to know everything about the situation of the royal family, and he was quite dissatisfied with his words, thinking that Su Yi had ulterior motives for saying this. Cha Jin also seemed to calm down and said softly, "Mr. Su, Uncle Xiang has a straight temper. Don't worry about it. However, as far as the concubine knows, the situation of the sixth prince in the royal family is indeed... a little embarrassing." Su Yi poured another glass of wine for Cha Jin, and said, "There are only three things to do. After drinking this glass of wine, you can go." Cha Jin's delicate brows wrinkled, and Su Yi's unmoved appearance caused an unspeakable anger in her heart. He took the initiative to come, and he has expressed enough sincerity, but this guy doesn't seem to give face at all! The atmosphere cooled down. The middle-aged Baojian turned to look at Su Yi. At that moment, his eyes were like a pair of sharp swords tearing apart the night sky, the cold light was terrifying, with a terrifying coldness. Lie meaning. The air nearby seemed to be frozen, and it was so oppressive that one could hardly breathe. This is the power of a martial arts master! "Young man, it's a good thing to have lofty ambitions, but if you have eyes above the top, you don't know what to do. Miss Cha Jin takes pity on your talent, so she will take the initiative to recruit, but it seems that you really regard yourself as a great character? " The middle-aged Baojian spoke coldly, his words were eloquent and aggressive. Su Yi's eyes became cold. "It is said that you have the power of a sword-killing master, but the old guy you killed on the ship at that time had already used the forbidden technique of self-destruction before you started, and he was in a situation where he was at the end of the game." The middle-aged Baojian's eyes were surging with coldness, with disdain, "And you were just picking up a big bargain at the time!" Cha Jin rolled his eyes, smiled to ease the atmosphere, and said, "Uncle Xiang, Master Su, how could he be an ordinary person?" "It's natural, I just warned him not to think too much of himself." The middle-aged man holding the sword looked indifferent. "Do you know what happened at the Qingding campus yesterday?" From the beginning to the end, Su Yi's expression was very dull, and his eyes kept looking at the glass of wine poured for Cha Jin on the table. "What happened at Qingding School?" Cha Jin was startled, and subconsciously looked at the middle-aged Baojian. The middle-aged Baojian frowned and said, "It is said that Qin Wenyuan and his son were killed by an extremely mysterious and powerful person. What do you say?" After being stunned for a while, Cha Jin blinked and said jokingly, "Young Master Su, you must not be trying to tell us that the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son is you, right?" "you guessed right." Su Yi said, picked up the glass of wine on the table and sprinkled it on the ground, "I'll give you one last chance, disappear from my eyes now, otherwise..." He got up from the rattan chair, smiled slightly, and said, "I won't be able to leave tonight." Although he was smiling, there was no emotion in that smile. Cha Jin's face changed slightly, he took a few steps back, and said angrily, "Young Master Su, this joke is not funny at all!" Naturally, she would not believe that Su Yi was the mysterious person who killed Qin Wenyuan and his son. The middle-aged Baojian couldn't help but laugh, and murderous intent surged in his eyes: "Then I might as well say bluntly, you don't agree today, in order to prevent our identity from being leaked, you and everyone in this courtyard must die!" "yes." Su Yi's eyes were neither sad nor happy, "It seems that I, Su Yi, are really good at talking." He took a step forward. Cha Jin's pretty face changed slightly and said, "Young Master Su, why are you obsessed?" Clang! A wisp of sword chant sounded, Uncle Xiang hugged the scabbard in front of him, and plucked out a spirit sword, as if a purple lightning bolt came out of the scabbard, dazzling and dazzling. The name of the sword is "Yingzi". It was personally refined by Chai Yong, a great swordsman in Yujing City, and it cost 81 kinds of spiritual materials. With a sword in hand, Uncle Xiang's aura suddenly changed, his majesty and indifference, his aura was like a monstrous water, overwhelming the sky. "Submit under this sword, or die, choose one yourself." Uncle Xiang said coldly. Seeing this, Cha Jin exited the pavilion without hesitation, but when he looked at Su Yi, he couldn't help but bring a touch of regret. Why bother? This is probably called toasting, not eating, eating, and punishing bars? She sighed inwardly. "Draw your sword in front of me?" Su Yi's eyes showed a hint of disdain, "Listen, within three moves, you should break your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!" As he spoke, his deep eyes flashed with a terrifying cold luster. . And his right hand sticks out like a sword. "act recklessly!" Uncle Xiang's face sank. Clang! The monstrous power that he had accumulated for a long time broke out completely with the sound of a condensed sword chant. Swish! The Ying Zijian set off a misty purple sword shadow, which suddenly pierced in the night sky. Like a thunderbolt. The sword qi huffing and puffing out like a piece of training, just like the purple lightning across the sky. At that moment, Cha Jin's eyes stinged, and indescribable surprise surged in his heart. Uncle Xiang is one of the top masters under the second prince. He has become famous more than ten years ago. He has a "fire and thunder swordsmanship", which has shocked four people and won the applause of his peers! Just like this sword, with a random blow, it shows the supreme demeanor of a kendo master! However, seeing Su Yi not dodging or avoiding, his right hand stretched out. It seems to be an understatement, but it has the mystery of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun. A swipe of sword qi that was stabbed quickly, suddenly shifted out by three points. Um? Uncle Xiang's pupils contracted. He is so rich in combat experience that he changed his sword stance in the first time, and the previous sword stance was like lightning swept through the air. The sword stance at this moment is the peaks and peaks, blocking the world, giving people the feeling of being impeccable and unshakable! There was no change in Su Yi's right hand, only the white fingertips suddenly emitted a dazzling light. clang! ! When the fingertips touched the Ying Zi sword, a loud noise like Huang Zhong Da Lu suddenly sounded. The impeccable sword stance of the peaks and peaks, like a lot of bubbles, was pierced by the force of this finger, and suddenly shattered and dissipated. Immediately following, Su Yi's fingertips flicked lightly on Uncle Xiang's right wrist. puff! It was a gentle blow like a spring breeze and a rain, but at this moment, it was like a sharp knife, easily severing Uncle Xiang's right wrist. The right palm and the Yingzi sword flew to the ground, the broken wrist was smooth like a mirror, and the blood was spilled like a spring. Uncle Elephant was in pain, and he was so shocked that he died. The understatement of the probing strike has the power to break the clouds and see the sun, break the mountains and mountains, and cut off his right wrist in one fell swoop! ! How could this kid be so scary? Almost out of instinct, Uncle Xiang was about to dodge and retreat. At this moment, Su Yi's indifferent voice sounded: "Second move." His right hand suddenly pinched the seal in the air and pressed it down. It's like a god who moves mountains with only one hand, and wants to control Jiuyuan! boom! The nearby air exploded, seemingly unbearable. Seeing that Su Yi's palm print was as dazzling as the real thing, as he pressed it down, even though Uncle Xiang tried his best to fight against it, in just a split second, he was pressed to the ground with a bang, and his knees smashed into the ground, cracking the ground. Fragmentation pop. Too fast, this blow is too overbearing, like a slap on a fly, that kind of repressive force is completely destroying the dead. "This" Uncle Elephant's eyes were splitting, and he was so shocked. Tea Jin in the distance also seemed to wake up from the shock and confusion at the moment, and screamed from his lips: "Don't--!" Su Yi turned a deaf ear, his palms were like knives, and he made a light stroke. Uncle Elephant's head was thrown into the air. From start to finish, he didn't even have time to react, let alone resist. He was dying with horror and disbelief written all over his face. In his ears, Su Yi's words just now seemed to be echoing: "Listen, within three moves, you should break your right wrist, force you to kneel, and take your head!" Today's first one is a bit late, I apologize to you guys~
