Because he felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.
And at that moment, it was as if he had countless swords on his neck.
At this moment, three words suddenly appeared in the guy's mind.
Su Qiye!
He's not dead!
The five martial arts masters of the surrounding Spirit Sword Sect were still sneering at first.
But suddenly the expressions of all five people froze at the same time.
The five of them set their sights in one direction together!
"I'm going! It's a corpse scam!"
One of them suddenly exclaimed.
Because he was horrified to see that Su Qiye actually stood up.
When he screamed in surprise, the hair on the whole body of the seventh-grade martial arts sect standing opposite Wang Churan stood up.
At this moment, he was sure that Su Qiye was really not dead!
But as soon as the thought came to his mind, a stinging pain spread throughout his body.
The guy looked at the sword piercing his body in disbelief, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.
Wang Churan had just stood up and looked up to see Su Qiye standing behind the seventh-grade martial arts sect.
Her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.
"Su Qiye! I knew you were fine!" She shouted in surprise, very happy.
When she shouted, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Especially He Fang and Song Qian, who were suppressed by Lin Qingshan, their eyes showed endless horror.
Song Qian glanced at He Fang and asked, "Are you letting things slip on purpose?"
"This is impossible! One of my darts will kill even a third-grade Martial Lord!" He Fang said with determination.
But then, Su Qiye's sneer sounded.
"Everyone, do you want me to die so much? Then I can't let you get what you want." Su Qiye's voice sounded in the dark night.
That voice was so cold, so cold to the extreme, so cold to the bones, so cold that it made one's soul tremble.
He Fang stared at Su Qiye, the fierce look in his eyes fully revealed.
"You're not dead yet!" He Fang said with a fierce look in his eyes and gritted teeth.
Not to mention him, even Song Qian on the side looked very ugly at this time.
Even if they were beaten to death, they would never know why Su Qiye didn't die!
Even Lin Qingshan's eyes were full of surprise at this moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and became ecstatic.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! It's okay! It's okay! Hahahaha..." After Lin Qingshan called out three times in a row, he laughed wildly.
He was happy from the bottom of his heart. It was the best if Su Qiye was fine.
At this time, Su Qiye killed the seventh-level Wuzong realm queen.
There was an illusory step in his footsteps, and he stepped on the enchanting footwork. He rushed out at a high speed and headed towards the remaining Wuzong realms!
The murderous intention in Su Qiye's heart was now extremely strong.
"Sword rises!"
He stabbed out with his sword, and a strong wind blew around him.
The expressions of the remaining five martial arts masters changed slightly, and they raised their hands to resist the dust stirred up by the strong wind.
"What kind of sword move did this kid perform? It looks fancy." A martial artist asked with a frown.
"I don't know, but everyone, please be careful, this guy is too weird." Another martial artist said solemnly.
For a moment, the five of them looked at Su Qiye with fear on their faces.
As long as Su Qiye makes the slightest move, they will immediately counterattack.
However, they were wrong.
After Su Qiye thrust out the sword, a flash of sword light struck the person directly opposite him.
The sword glowed like a dragon, roaring towards him.
The rest of the people initially focused on the sword light.
But in the next moment, one person suddenly felt a sharp sword energy thrust towards the door.
Stab~
A sound came out, accompanied by a stinging pain.
"Ah~"
One of the Wu Zongjing screamed, and in an instant, countless sword lights pierced his body.
Several of the sword rays directly cut his neck open.
Blood spurted out wildly, and this seventh-level martial artist died on the spot.
There are only four Wuzong realms left in the field!
"Everyone, be careful, there is something wrong with this sword style!" The eighth-level Martial Master among them shouted loudly.
The expressions of the remaining three people all changed drastically.
They immediately drew their swords and slashed, trying to resist the harsh sword wind.
But it was too late.
puff! puff! puff!
All three of them were stabbed by the strong wind of sword energy, and dozens of wounds appeared on their bodies in an instant.
These four Wuzong realms became extremely embarrassed.
"You bunch of losers, come together. If you can't even defeat a great martial artist, you'll all die!"
When He Fang saw this scene from a distance, he was so angry that he was half-dead again, roaring and cursing.
And Su Qiye is like a god of war. With one man and one sword, he can defeat eleven Wuzong realm masters without falling behind.
Although Su Qiye's sword power and the Scarlet Sky Sword were of great help.
But he himself is already at the tenth level of the Great Perfection Great Martial Master Realm, even if he is at the ordinary fifth or sixth level of the Martial Master Realm, he is not his opponent at all.
"Even your elders think you are useless." Su Qiye smiled lightly, then shook his head, his eyes full of sarcasm.
This made the faces of the four Spirit Sword Sect martial sect members become particularly gloomy, with overwhelming murderous intentions.
"Boy, you're looking for death!" The leader of the eighth-level Wuzong realm was furious.
He immediately raised his sword to kill, and the blood all over his body turned him red, making him look very ferocious and strange.
"You three, go and kill that girl!" At the same time, this eighth-level martial sect did not forget to order the others.
"How dare you!" Su Qiye said angrily in an instant.
The sound shook the sky, like a thunder in the dark night.
Chi!
A sword pierced the sky and headed straight for the eighth-grade martial arts sect.
"Wind Piercer!" Su Qiye murmured.
This sword technique was learned from the sword tomb, but it was a heaven-level sword technique.
It is said that nothing can stop a sword thrust out!
Faced with this sword, the eighth-level martial artist would not immediately attack it, but dodge and escape.
He had already seen Su Qiye's perversion, so he didn't want to try it again.
However, Su Qiye was already in a rage at this time, so how could he be allowed to escape.
As soon as the Lost Tracking Footwork was used, he was close to the guy in an instant.
The sword power within his body blossomed, and violent sword energy surged.
So what if this guy is in the eighth-level martial arts realm? His sword power is weaker than that of Su Qiye, so he can only be suppressed.
When the sword force came over, the guy's fleeing figure suddenly stopped.
Su Qiye's sword struck at the next moment.
puff!
The terrifying sword energy directly pierced his head.
The last person in the Lingjian Sect at the eighth-level martial arts realm was beheaded by Su Qiye.
After killing this person, Su Qiye rushed towards the other three people.
Su Qiye was in a violent killing state at this time, and the sword sea and sword veins in his body were all activated.
Especially that sword sea, when he broke through to the tenth level of perfection, the sword energy in it became many times richer.
Therefore, the sword energy produced by each sword was extremely sharp.
"It's your turn!" Su Qiye slashed at one of the three people with his sword.
puff!
The sword fell down and cut off one person's head.
The remaining two people were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Wang Churan also felt that his whole body was stiff and it was a little difficult to move.
However, it is not like the other guys who are completely unable to move. They can still move, but at a much slower speed.
"What a powerful sword!" Wang Churan couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.
"No! Don't kill us!"
The other two Wuzong realms were pale and praying to Su Qiye.
However, Su Qiye did not hesitate.
Chi!
A sword slashed through them, and the two heads rolled to the ground.
After killing the last two martial sect realms, the murderous intent in Su Qiye's eyes did not diminish at all.
He asked Wang Churan: "Are you okay?"
Wang Churan shook his head, his face turned slightly pale.
The battle just now consumed a lot of her spiritual energy.
After all, he is only in the realm of ninth-level great martial artist. He can block the attacks of seventh- and eighth-level martial masters, which is already very strong.
After getting Wang Churan's affirmation, Su Qiye turned his head and looked at He Fang and Song Qian.
"Now, it's your turn!" Su Qiye said coldly.
