Seeing Su Yunfei easily and effortlessly eliminate five Qingyun Sect monks with three strikes, five divided by two, everyone including Sun Zhongwen looked at him in disbelief.
The seemingly faint laughter just now made them frightened in their hearts. They felt like they were invincible and wanted to kneel down. When everyone was in despair, Su Yunfei killed all those people in an understatement.
Already.
All the Imperial Guard soldiers looked at Su Yunfei with a look of reverence on their faces.
He had a calm expression, as if he had only done a trivial thing.
"This immortal master is really amazing. I was almost scared to death just now, but he managed to get rid of those people so easily."
"Yes, he is so awesome. It would be great if I could be like him."
"Stop dreaming, haven't you seen that this immortal master is a swordsman? Swordsmanship is not something that anyone can do if he wants to!"
"That's it! That's it!"
"People must have dreams, otherwise they are no different from salted fish!"
Some soldiers of the Imperial Guard were whispering underneath.
Sun Zhongwen came out and looked at Su Yunfei, his whole face full of appreciation and gratitude. He said with unabashed appreciation:
"Master Su Xian is indeed extremely talented, and he is one of the best among men!"
Su Yunfei shook his head and smiled:
"Master Sun is so complimentary."
At this time, a pair of men and horses, escorting the leader of the horse bandits from before, galloped in from a distance.
After stopping
The leader of the Royal Forest Army counted the number of people and found that no one was dead except for a few lightly injured soldiers. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he picked up the leader of the horse bandits and threw him in front of Sun Zhongwen. Looking at the group of imperial guards glaring around him, especially the extraordinary Su Yunfei, the leader of the horse bandits almost fainted from fright.
Sun Zhongwen looked serious and asked in a deep voice:
"Who is your name? Why did you come to surround us?!"
"The younger one's name is Ma Baocheng. He is the leader of the horse bandits in Dingsha City. Bong...bong..." Ma Baocheng was hesitant and unwilling to say.
Upon seeing this, the leader of the Royal Forest Army put the knife directly on Ma Baocheng's neck. He was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted:
"I said! I said! Someone paid 10,000 taels of silver for us to take your life. I don't know who that person is. I only know that others call him Mr. Zhang."
"Haha! My life, Sun Zhongwen, is only worth ten thousand taels of silver." Sun Zhongwen said mockingly.
"Besides you, is there any other back-up man?!" Sun Zhongwen asked again.
"I don't know about this. Even we can't do anything to you, and other horse bandits are even less likely to pose a threat to you."
"Oh! I remembered it. Before Mr. Zhang left, he seemed to have said that he couldn't do it anymore, so he secretly mobilized some sergeants to surround you and kill you." Ma Baocheng launched all attacks at once.
After listening to Ma Baocheng's words, Sun Zhongwen looked solemn and clenched his fists. He glanced at the leader of the Royal Forest Army. The leader understood and ordered several soldiers to pull Ma Baocheng out and behead him on the spot.
"Master Sun, please spare my life! Please!"
"ah!"
A cold sword flashed, and the leader of the horse bandits, Ma Baocheng, moved his head.
Su Yunfei closed his eyes and rested his mind the whole time. Seeing Ma Baocheng's head being beheaded, he also decided to say goodbye to Sun Zhongwen.
"Master Sun, the crisis has been resolved now. Yunfei still has a mission. If it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, let's part here." After saying this, he took out a few talismans and told Sun Zhongwen how to use them through sound transmission.
Sun Zhongwen knew that Su Yunfei would not be able to stay by his side all the time. He had contributed a lot to solving the crisis so easily this time, so he did not dare to hope that he could retain him.
"Thank you Master Su Xian for your great kindness. Zhongwen will never forget it in this life. In the future, for all things that need Zhongwen, he will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Su Yunfei smiled and waved his hand, and then left gracefully under the eyes of everyone with admiration and gratitude.
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Su Yunfei came out this time to look for traces and strongholds of demon spies, but most of Anan Country is a desert area, which is an excellent hiding place for some demon monks who are good at hiding.
He had no choice but to let go of all his spiritual consciousness and seriously sense the aura of the demon monks in the vast desert.
The hard work paid off. After walking in the desert for two days, he finally sensed a strong evil spirit in the desert ahead.
Su Yunfei was immediately excited. The two-day trip to the desert made him want to give up.
I saw Su Yunfei pull out the Chixiao Sword and slash forward with force. With a bang, a huge scorpion spirit about ten feet long was chopped out.
The huge scorpion spirit immediately turned into a human form and looked at the young swordsman in front of him in horror. He shouted with an expression of anger:
"Who dares to disturb my Qing Cultivation?!"
Su Yunfei ignored him and slashed the demon cultivator away from the Venerable Mirror with another sword. He did not kill him because he wanted to interrogate him about the whereabouts of the demon spies.
The Scorpion Spirit was so frightened that he knew he was no match, so he immediately got into the desert and tried to escape.
But this was not a problem for Su Yunfei. He was like a naughty house cat playing with a mouse. As long as the scorpion sneaked into the desert, he would be slashed back to the ground with his sword energy in less than a breath.
After being knocked back to the ground more than ten times in a row, the Scorpion Spirit knew that he could not escape, so he suddenly manifested his body and stabbed Su Yunfei with the hard, sharp and poisonous stinger on its tail.
Su Yunfei was not afraid. He slashed out with his sword, and the stinger of the scorpion spirit was cut off directly. With a squeak, huge venom sprayed out. He quickly protected his body with his sword, but the venom did not cause any harm to him.
However, the venom spilled in the desert directly caused white smoke to corrode the sand, and soon the area was corroded into a deep pit.
The scorpion spirit, whose poisonous stinger was cut off by Su Yunfei's sword, was despairing at this moment, thinking that after hundreds of years of hard training, he was not the enemy of the young man in front of him with one sword.
It was lying in the desert, looking at the blue sky, and began to doubt the existence of scorpions.
Su Yunfei didn't know the inner thoughts of the scorpion spirit at this moment. He held up his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the head of the scorpion spirit that had turned into a human form, and asked coldly:
"Tell me all the whereabouts of you monster spies, or I will chop your head off with a sword!"
Hearing Su Yunfei's question, Scorpion Spirit was a little confused: What the hell? What kind of demon spy?
It knew that it had been misunderstood, and immediately knelt down in front of Su Yunfei, howling loudly:
"Sword Immortal, you have misunderstood Old Scorpion. I am really not a demon spy. I am a Scorpion born and raised in this great desert!"
Su Yunfei looked at the scorpion spirit with a puzzled look on his face, and found that it was shouting sincerely, and it didn't look like it was a lie, so he suddenly pointed at the center of its eyebrows, checked its sea of consciousness, and found that it was in this area hundreds of years ago.
In the desert, a scorpion the size of a fingernail was cultivated into a scorpion spirit.
In these hundreds of years, it has not harmed any pedestrians passing through this desert, but has secretly saved several caravans that encountered tornadoes.
Looking at the scorpion spirit with an aggrieved look on his face, Su Yunfei felt a little sorry, knowing that he had misunderstood it, so he took out a few healing pills from the ring, and the demon skills that he had captured when he killed the demon genius in the north.
All the laws were thrown at it.
Seeing that he was a blessing in disguise, the Scorpion Spirit kept kneeling down and flattering him:
"This swordsman is really kind-hearted. Not only his strength is sky-high, but his character is also beyond words. Old Scorpion, I admire him so much!"
"My admiration for the Sword Immortal is like a surging river, endless!"
"Okay, okay, that's it. You've been here for so long and haven't you met any suspicious demon cultivators?" Su Yunfei interrupted the scorpion spirit's flattery.
The scorpion spirit immediately shut up and fell into deep thought. After a while, it suddenly slapped the ground and almost splashed sand all over Su Yunfei.
It said excitedly:
"About a month ago, a demon cultivator who seemed to be a weasel passed by my territory. It had strong blood and a terrifying aura. I took one look at the old scorpion and confirmed that it was a demon that I could not defeat, so I squatted in the cave.
I was trembling, thinking that it was going to steal my cave, but in the end it just glanced at me and left without looking back."
"Sword Immortal, you know, I was scared to death at that time. The aura of that demon cultivator was so terrifying." The scorpion spirit said tremblingly. Judging from its tone and demeanor, it was indeed very frightening at the time, and it still has lingering fears.
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"Did you see which direction it went to?"
Su Yunfei asked with a solemn expression.
"I was so scared at the time that I didn't dare to show my head. I only sensed that it was going to the northwest."
Su Yunfei was a little disappointed, but at least he had some clues. Looking at the timid Scorpion Spirit, he said with disgust:
"It's really useless! Take your things and get out of here!"
"Come on! Sword Immortal, go slowly, I won't send you away, Old Scorpion!" Scorpion Spirit disappeared into the desert as if he had been granted amnesty.
Su Yunfei couldn't help but want to laugh. This hundreds-year-old scorpion spirit, who was also a demon cultivator of the Venerable Mirror, was so timid.
The scorpion spirit returned to the cave, still sitting on the chair in shock, muttering:
"I just got away from a scary weasel, and met a scary swordsman again. It seems that the feng shui of this desert is not good, so I have to move to another place quickly. I can't afford to offend the old scorpion, why can't I hide it?!"
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According to the clues provided by the Scorpion Spirit, Su Yunfei sped towards the northwest. In order to avoid disturbing the situation, he put away the Red Sky Sword, blocked all Qi machines, and then radiated all his spiritual consciousness, constantly searching for traces of the weasel along the way.
After three days of searching and flying more than 6,000 kilometers, nothing was found. Except for a few caravans, there was not even a trace of the demon clan.
He once suspected that the timid scorpion spirit might have deceived him. Just when he wanted to give up, a desert oasis appeared in front of him. He looked at the rippling blue waves and lush vegetation, a scene full of vitality, and the vast desert with no grass growing on it.
Forming a sharp contrast.
Su Yunfei felt as if he was in another world. He didn't have time to appreciate the oasis known as the miracle of the desert, and he immediately emitted his spiritual consciousness.