Facing this sword, Su Qiye showed no fear and didn't even blink.
He just hummed softly.
Boom~
In an instant, all the sword power in his body burst out.
The entire area of three to four meters around him was covered. After the sword light fell, it was directly frozen within the range of the sword force.
The face of the fifth-level Martial Master opposite him immediately changed drastically.
A deep fear arose in his heart.
At first, he had no contact with Su Qiye and thought that Su Qiye was just like that.
But the moment he came into contact with Su Qiye, he knew deeply that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.
puff!
However, Su Qiye would not give him another chance to regret.
A sword pierced his neck directly and then swept away.
The sword light surged and bloomed, and the head of the fifth-level martial arts master flew directly out.
"die!"
Su Qiye's eyes narrowed, and then he rushed into the dozen monks.
Just go on a killing spree, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing these guys without any resistance.
More than a dozen people, within a short time, all fell into a pool of blood.
The smell of blood is so offensive that it makes you nauseous.
Su Qiye was really like a killing god, with such killing intent.
"presumptuous!"
Suddenly there was a roar of rage, and a terrifying aura came crushing towards this direction.
After Wang Churan felt it, his face changed slightly.
"Eighth level Wuzong realm!"
Jiang Qingyao also felt deep fear, and when she heard Wang Churan's surprised words, deep worry appeared on her face.
"Brother!" Jiang Qingyao shouted, she didn't want Su Qiye to take risks.
However, her shout immediately attracted the attention of the person opposite.
"Are you her brother? You are Su Qiye!" The eighth-level martial artist was confused at first, and then suddenly became shocked.
The guy was a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a light blue robe, and he looked quite handsome.
However, when this guy knew that the person in front of him was Su Qiye, the cold light in his eyes became even stronger.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's fight!" Su Qiye didn't want to talk nonsense with this guy, so he decided to kill him with his sword.
In his eyes, he has no fear whether it is an eighth-grade martial arts sect or a ninth-grade martial arts sect.
Even if you are defeated, no matter what, you still dare to use your sword!
"Hey, boy, you really dare to show up. Aren't you afraid that Saint Lady Zhao will know you are here? Aren't you afraid that Jian Wushuang will find you?" The eighth-level Martial Master said with a sneer.
He wanted to use Zhao Suyue and Jian Wushuang to stimulate Su Qiye.
After all, Zhao Suyue was Su Qiye's former true love, but she later betrayed him and turned to Jian Wushuang.
Therefore, when Su Qiye heard these two names, his murderous intention increased several times.
The eighth-level Martial Master opposite him sneered again and again, with a sinister flash in his eyes.
While Su Qiye was getting angry, his hands behind his back formed a formation behind him. There were many people surrounding the two of them who were inserting something into the ground.
When Wang Churan saw this scene, his eyes narrowed, and then he was suddenly shocked.
"No, they are setting up a magic circle!" Wang Churan shouted at Su Qiye.
This guy wanted to take advantage of Su Qiye's anger and then secretly set up a formation.
But after Su Qiye heard it, he was indifferent and did not stop it.
Instead, he said with a gloomy face: "So what if he sets up a formation, I will still kill him!"
"A swordsman should fear nothing!"
Su Qiye was very calm, as if he had known about this for a long time.
Across the way, when the eighth-level martial artist saw Su Qiye being so calm, his face looked a bit ugly.
A trace of fear emerged in his heart. He didn't know if Su Qiye had any other tricks up his sleeve.
"Boy, I can give you a chance to admit your mistake. Kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistake. I can consider letting you go." The eighth-level martial artist said coldly.
But at the same time, this guy was also staring at Su Qiye and was ready to fight.
But Su Qiye just sneered: "Don't delay, I'll wait for you to finish setting up the magic circle, and I can still kill you!"
Su Qiye stood with his sword in hand, confident and calm.
When Jiang Qingyao saw this, she looked worried.
Wang Churan noticed Jiang Qingyao's worry and immediately comforted him: "Don't worry, your brother will be fine. You have to believe in him."
Jiang Qingyao glanced at Wang Churan, blinked, and asked with a worried look: "Sister, is what you said true?"
"Of course, you have to believe in your brother, he is very strong." Wang Churan touched Jiang Qingyao's head and said softly.
Afterwards, Jiang Qingyao nodded, and the worry in her heart gradually disappeared.
Opposite me, the eighth-level Martial Master frowned. He didn't expect Su Qiye to be so arrogant.
Are you so confident that you are waiting for him to perfect the magic circle?
Although he was shocked, he was not so arrogant that he would not set up the magic circle.
After all, he saw with his own eyes that Su Qiye killed several fifth-level Wuzong realms in succession. In their hands, these fifth-level Wuzong realms could not sustain even a single move.ωωw..net
This is enough to show how powerful Su Qiye is. In a one-on-one situation, he himself is not sure that he can beat Su Qiye.
Buzz~
Suddenly, a trembling sound rippled out.
I saw a light shield directly covering Su Qiye and the eighth-level Martial Sect Realm.
Su Qiye looked at the scarlet red protective shield as a whole, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"What formation is this?" Su Qiye asked curiously.
"Forget it, you are about to die anyway, so I will tell you, this is called the violent battle formation. In this formation, your power will be greatly suppressed, and I can absorb it from your body.
Strength makes up for myself. In this battle formation, my strength will be raised to the peak of Wuzong! Su Qiye, you will die today!"
A ferocious sneer appeared on the face of the eighth-level martial artist, and the guy was in a state of transcendent self-confidence.
In his opinion, Su Qiye's life is now in his hands.
After hearing this, Su Qiye raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "I didn't expect there to be such a formation."
He still wasn't worried at all and was still so calm.
Seeing that Su Qiye was still so calm, this eighth-level martial sect laughed disdainfully: "You'll know you were wrong later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, this guy took action directly.
boom!
There was a violent explosion in the air, and this guy picked up the long sword in his hand and struck at it.
The terrifying sword light roared towards him, and with the support of this violent battle formation, its power was indeed increased a lot.
This made Su Qiye narrow his eyes slightly. He felt the power of this sword, but he didn't feel any fear.
Chi!
He also slashed out with his sword, and at the same time stepped on his footwork and rushed out at great speed.
"Qingyun Sword Technique!"
Su Qiye directly used the Qingyuan Sword Technique. When the sword was slashed out, the green sword light looked like a green dragon raising its head and roaring.
The level of this sword technique is not low, so when Su Qiye uses this sword, its power is terrifying.
Even the eighth-level martial artist's face changed drastically when he felt it, and he thought he was going to dodge, but Su Qiye followed him like a shadow.
At the same time, the sword power in Su Qiye's body suddenly burst out.
Buzz~
It was like an invisible aura that directly enveloped that guy.
"What!"
The confidence on the face of this eighth-level martial artist completely dissipated.
He never thought that Su Qiye could unleash such terrifying sword power!
"This is impossible! How can you, a great martial artist, understand the power of the sword!" The face of the eighth-level martial artist changed drastically, and he kept exclaiming.
Because he is in the eighth-level martial arts realm, his understanding of sword power is only at the elementary level.
But Su Qiye, a great martial artist, has perfected his sword power!
But no matter how much he didn't believe it, there was nothing he could do to change this fact.
Su Qiye's sword pressed against his body, suppressing him tightly.
So what if he uses this violent battle formation to raise his strength to the peak of Wuzong.
As a result, Su Qiye was suppressed in the next second, and it was difficult to even move.
He is just a lamb to be slaughtered, and even if others want to come to rescue him, they cannot do it.
Because this battle formation is successfully condensed, it cannot be broken from the outside world, unless the eighth-level martial arts master dies.
"You should be honored to die in my hands!" Su Qiye walked over and said calmly.
The next moment, he raised the long sword in his hand.
"You'd better not kill me, otherwise my brother won't let you go!" The eighth-level martial artist was still threatening Su Qiye.
But what Su Qiye hates most is being threatened by others.
"Who is your brother?" Su Qiye asked.
"Mu Wufeng! He is the second among the three geniuses of Lingjian Sect, second only to Jian Wushuang!" The eighth-level martial artist stared at Su Qiye and spoke.
Su Qiye nodded and said: "Then I'll kill you first, and then I'll kill him!"
Chi!
After saying that, he chopped off the guy's head with one sword.