At the end of the sentence, Feng Yunlie’s smile became particularly excited and solemn.
There is a hint of madness.
Su Yi was startled for a moment and then figured out the taste.
This is another madman whose brain has been damaged by the blood of madness.
There are many unique bloodlines in the Qingluan Spirit Clan.
Among them, the crazy bloodline is the most special and is one of the top talents. However, people with such talents are prone to problems with their sanity and state of mind.
Such as the emergence of some abnormal quirks.
Such as bloodlust, sleepiness, wariness, gambling...
The old guy from the Qingluan Spirit Tribe who was defeated by the Guanzhu back then was addicted to gambling.
Undoubtedly, the man in robe Fengyun Lie is crazy about fighting!
But for this kind of madman, there is no need to talk nonsense.
Su Yi's figure rose out of thin air, and the Xuanhuang Creation Vine quietly appeared in his right hand, saying calmly: "Come here, I'll grant you death."
Feng Yunlie's smile became even more hearty, murderous intent surging in his eyes.
He took one step forward.
boom!
A raging wind rose into the sky from his body, shattering the clouds and causing the void nearby to twist and collapse.
Countless dazzling silver rules of power float and sink in the strong wind.
God's Law!
The most powerful secret of the Qingluan Spirit Clan.
He who controls this great avenue can crush the sky with his wings and lift up the sun, moon and stars.
In addition, when the strong men of the Qingluan tribe perform such profound secrets, their speed will also become extremely fast. Like the raging wind of the sky, they can soar up to the sky in an instant!
But at this time, something fierce happened.
The whole person seemed to turn into a silver hurricane, the figure became blurred, the void nearby collapsed, and was crushed by the raging storm.
The rumbling and roaring sound stirred up all directions.
Feng Muyun and Feng Shanhu took a breath of cold air and backed away.
The power of Fengxingya was so terrifying that even kings of the Dongyu Realm like them felt trembling with fear.
Su Yi's robe made a hunting sound.
His eyes were deep and he whispered in his heart: "Last time, it was the Temple Master who suppressed the old guy from the Qingluan Spirit Tribe. This time, I should be even better..."
laugh!
A wind blade suddenly appeared, almost invisible, and incredibly fast.
If it were any other Kaio-level character, he would probably be attacked before he could react in time.
But Su Yi seemed to be a prophet, and the edge of his sword turned.
This wind blade exploded, and the splash of light rain was dazzling.
In the distance, Feng Yunlie licked his lips, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
Boom!
In the thousand-foot-long sky and earth with Su Yi as the center, wind blades as long and narrow as lightning suddenly appeared.
The void was torn apart with countless cracks.
Looking from a distance, the world will be cut into countless pieces.
The first of Qingluan’s nine strikes:
The wind destroys the sky!
"Brother, he actually used his killing move right away!"
Fengshanhu was surprised.
Qingluan Nine Strikes, the supreme inheritance of their clan's main lineage, has the reputation of Qingluan flying across the sky and conquering the world with nine strikes.
It seems that a blow like this, unleashed by Fengxingya, can easily kill the current realm king in the early stage of Dongyu Realm, and is enough to threaten the life of the realm king in the middle stage of Dongyu Realm.
Duan is extremely domineering!
Between the sky and the earth, wind blades criss-crossed, as fast as lightning intersecting, tearing apart the void.
Su Yi, who was trapped in it, was crushed to pieces by countless wind blades in an instant.
"died?"
Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun's eyes widened.
But between heaven and earth, a loud cry from Fengxingya sounded:
"What a speed!"
boom!
In the distance, Su Yi's figure appeared out of thin air, unscathed.
Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun suddenly realized that the person who had been strangled just now was an afterimage left by Su Yi!
Because he moved so fast, people couldn't react for a moment and thought he was killed.
"go!"
Fengxingya's loud shout rang out from heaven to earth.
A silver storm was seen rising across the sky, reaching a height of a thousand feet, reaching from the sky to the earth. As the storm raged, countless wind blades flew out.
The sky and the earth were all covered by violent wind blades.
too scary.
At the same time, Su Yi also took action.
Its figure is like a flying light, moving and flickering between the sky and the earth.
Looking from a distance, countless afterimages belonging to Su Yi appeared in the sky and earth, so densely packed that they seemed to be everywhere.
And as Su Yi swung his sword to attack, sword aura flickered between the sky and the earth, and countless sword shadows flickered on and off, making it difficult to tell which one was real and which one was fake.
All because Su Yi is too fast.
boom!
The world was in chaos, and the sky was full of sword shadows and wind blades.
The figures of Su Yi and Feng Xingya could not be locked at all. One of them flashed like a flying light, and the other disappeared like a rushing wind.
A peak showdown in speed was staged.
Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun, who were watching the battle from a distance, both felt chills in their hearts. They used all their soul power, but they were unable to capture the figures of both sides of the battle!
too fast!
The rustle flies by like a stream of light, and blinks like an electric fire.
It seems that this speed is enough to make most realm kings in the world have no time to react and die on the spot!
In just a few breaths——
puff!
Under the sky, a ball of blood exploded.
Feng Xingya's figure staggered out of the void, and his body was covered with bloody sword marks, criss-crossing, and his body was completely intact.
In some places, bones are even visible.
It looked terrible.
At the same time, Su Yi's figure appeared from a distance, shaking his head slightly: "That's it?"
His green robe was fluttering, unscathed, and drops of blood were slipping from the blade of the sword in his hand.
Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun couldn't help but change their expressions in shock, and their hearts were in doubt.
It should be noted that the inherited power of their clan is known for its speed, which is unparalleled in the world.
But now, Dongyu realm kings like Feng Xingya who came from the main lineage were severely injured in the battle of speed!
Who can not be surprised?
"What kind of law is this?"
Feng Xingya asked.
He was injured all over his body, but he didn't care. His eyes were crazy, staring at Su Yi in the distance.
"Flying light."
Su Yi said casually.
As he spoke, his figure disappeared into thin air.
Feng Xingya took a deep breath, and his body seemed to be on fire. In an instant, he turned into a green luan that was a hundred feet long. He raised his wings and slashed out fiercely like a sword that split the sky.
The world was suddenly in chaos, and everything was gloomy.
At this moment, Qingluan flapped its wings, seeming to break open the world.
"My clan brother burned the crazy demon's true blood!"
Feng Shanhu's hands and feet were trembling.
"Shen Xun cuts the sky!"
Feng Muyun was trembling physically and mentally.
Both of them could see at a glance that Feng Xingya was desperate, using the forbidden secret technique to burn his own crazy blood, and unleashed the most powerful blow of Qingluan Nine, Shen Xun slashed the sky!
But at this moment——
The sky and the earth suddenly stopped, as if frozen into a picture.
An invisible force of imprisonment spreads out.
In this strange stillness, Su Yi held the Dao sword in his hand and his figure flashed across the sky.
puff!
Under the sky, a hundred-foot-long Qingluan was transformed into Fengxing Cliff. Its body seemed to be on fire, and its raised wings were like a pair of swords that cut through the sky. Its power was terrifying.
But its head suddenly rose into the air.
A sword mark as smooth as a mirror appeared on his neck.
Then, blood poured out like a waterfall, and the head that rose into the air was filled with shock and bewilderment.
Immediately, the head and body were suddenly annihilated and turned into ashes that filled the sky and dissipated.
In an instant, with one sword strike, Fengxingya’s head was cut off!
This king from the early stage of the Dongyu Realm, who came from the main lineage of the Qingluan Spirit Clan, was killed by Su Yi with a sword when he used his most powerful attack, and he died!
That overbearing and terrifying scene made Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun freeze there, stunned and stunned.
Su Yi took out the wine gourd and took a sip, and said: "He just wants to die, and I will grant him a death. It is reasonable and not excessive, right?"
Feng Shanhu's chest rose and fell, and he hissed: "Do you dare to tell me your name and origin?"
Su Yi laughed and said: "You are not qualified enough to know. Go back and find someone more powerful next time."
After that, he turned around and returned to the black cliff.
"Brother, let's go."
Feng Muyun spoke in a trembling voice.
She was frightened, and finally understood how lucky she was to escape from Su Yi last time.
"We, the Qingluan Spirit Clan, will remember this grudge!"
Feng Shanhu put down these words and turned around with Feng Muyun.
Su Yi didn't stop him.
On the contrary, he is looking forward to the other party calling some more powerful opponents.
"At the beginning, the Temple Master suppressed the old guy from the Qingluan Spirit Clan who was at the Dzogchen level of the Dongyu Realm with his Dao practice at the late stage of the Dongyu Realm. But now, I use the Dzogchen Realm of Tongshou Realm to suppress Qingluan who is at the early stage of the Dongyu Realm.
The powerful men of the Spiritual Clan...are even worse in comparison."
Su Yi secretly said.
However, he carefully thought and compared, and finally found that his current strength was still far behind the peak of the Kuaishu.
It should be noted that a temple master at his peak can easily suppress a Dzogchen character in the Cave Realm without using the Human Sword.
Even the top giants such as painters, fishermen, and tailors are no match for the viewer!
Su Yi has the experience and memory of the Guan Master, and he can roughly judge that only after entering the Returning Realm can his strength be equal to that of the Guan Master at his peak.
And by that time, it means that his conduct in this life has surpassed that of the contemplative master!
After all, in the Guiyi Realm, he was on par with the Temple Master at the peak of the Dongyu Realm. This was enough to prove that his path in this life was far above that of the Temple Master!
"I've been dealing with me for a long time, I'd rather be me."
Su Yi whispered.
No matter the temple owner, Shen Mu or Su Xuanjun, they are all his previous lives.
It can be called himself.
And using the path of this life to surpass each self in the previous life can naturally be said to be competing with oneself.
Su Yi took out the Nanyue Dao Seal and continued to perform sacrifices.
Thunderclouds rolled and the sky became dark.
In a dilapidated temple on the ruins.
Wearing a purple jade robe and a jade crown, Feng Yunlie put away the animal skin map, stood up from the ground, and said: "The time has come, we should set off."
"Young Master, Xingya and the others haven't come back yet."
The old man in white reminded.
"Send a message to them and ask them to go to the 'Wuchao Ruins' to find us after they return."
Feng Yunlie ordered casually.
At this moment, a voice filled with bitterness and sorrow sounded outside the ruined temple:
"Young Master, Elder Xingya...is dead!"
boom!
The sky thunders.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and their expressions changed.
Feng Yunlie put his hands behind his back and frowned.
The bright bloody lightning flashed in the sky outside the ruined temple, reflecting on Feng Yunlie's handsome face, flickering on and off.