The surroundings were spinning for a while, and everyone could no longer tell the difference between east, west, and west. They only felt extremely dizzy. The strong light stimulated everyone and they could hardly open their eyes, and they couldn't see the things around them at all.
I don't know how long it took before everyone felt that the dizziness in front of their eyes gradually dissipated.
The howling wind began to sound next to my ears, and a light appeared in front of my eyes.
When Su Qiye opened his eyes, he found that he was on top of a mountain. Not far from him was a hundred-foot-high cliff.
Looking around, you can see endless clouds and some exposed mountain tops from time to time.
The scenery is beautiful, the sun shines down high, and it feels like you are between heaven and earth, as if you are in a fairyland.
Next to Su Qiye, all the monks from Tianxuan Sect disappeared, and he was the only one left.
"Su Qiye!" Suddenly, a cold scolding sound came from behind.
This voice was full of murderous intent and evil.
Su Qiye turned around and found that there were more than a dozen people standing behind him.
These guys all wore uniform clothing, with a golden sword embroidered on the left side of their chest.
"Spirit Sword Sect!" Su Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the clothes these guys were wearing.
After entering the Bailing battlefield, everyone was disrupted and didn't know where they were teleported.
But because the number of people in Tianxuan Sect is too small, the probability of encountering monks from other forces is naturally high.
"I really didn't expect that you fell into our hands. Hahahaha, we cut off your head. Whether it is handed over to Zhao Suyue or Jian Wushuang, even Mu Wufeng, we can exchange it for a lot of training resources!
"The leader was a young man. This guy was in his mid-twenties, smiling slightly ferociously.
Behind this guy, the other Spirit Sword Sect monks were doing the same, all of them smiling triumphantly.
They looked at Su Qiye as if they were looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"What? Are you so confident that you can solve me?" Su Qiye was amused by the confident smiles of these guys.
When the leading young man opposite heard Su Qiye's words, he immediately burst into laughter, stretching his back and laughing.
"Hahahaha, Su Qiye, you really don't know your situation? You are just a fourth-grade Martial King. I am a sixth-grade Martial King. There are seven or eight people above the fourth-grade Martial King here, and you are the only one.
How can you fight with us?" The young man at the head laughed.
"That's right, do you know who our boss is? But he is one of the four great geniuses of our Lingjian Sect and his thoughtful cousin. Who do you think you are and how dare you look down on us?" A fourth-level Martial King realm stood up and angrily scolded Su.
Seven nights.
The eyes of these guys are full of arrogance and arrogance, and they think they are invincible.
Su Qiye looked at them, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a cold and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Really?" Su Qiye said with a sneer.
The next moment.
Su Qiye moved, and his whole body turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the spot, heading straight to kill the opponent.
Chi!
At the same time, there was a sound of sword energy contending, which was Su Qiye drawing his sword.
In an instant, the sword energy bloomed in the field, and the sharp energy rushed directly into everyone's faces.
The smiles on these guys' faces suddenly stopped, especially the thoughtful cousin's whole body trembled, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
"Those who don't know how to live or die dare to attack us!" Zhou Quan's cousin's face immediately dropped to his knees, full of anger.
He did not expect that Su Qiye would dare to take action when facing so many of them. He was so arrogant.
The others were stunned at first, and then became extremely angry just like Cousin Zhou Quan.
In their opinion, Su Qiye didn't take them seriously at all.
"Go to hell, boss, just kill him!" A monk shouted there.
All of a sudden, four or five Martial King realms also drew their swords and came towards Su Qiye.
However, just when they were about to draw their swords and rush out, their whole bodies suddenly froze, as if they were frozen in place.
Everyone's eyes and cheeks were filled with fear.
Because, at that moment, they felt as if they were enveloped by a terrifying force, and they were unable to move.
As long as they move, they will be greeted by thousands of swords piercing their hearts.
At this time, Su Qiye had already reached in front of them. His eyes were extremely cold. Since these guys all wanted to kill themselves, it was impossible for him to show mercy.
You must know that when Su Qiye was in the Wuzong Realm, the power of his sword was already comparable to that of a strong Sword Master Realm, which is equivalent to the Wuzong Realm.
He has now reached the fourth-level Martial King Realm, and the power range of the sword has naturally been improved. The sixth-level Martial King Realm has no chance of resistance.
So when Su Qiye released his sword power, these guys were all like clay and wood sculptures, unable to move at all.
Chi!
Su Qiye walked up to them, raised the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and slashed horizontally with the sword.
A flash of sword light was as dazzling as the blazing sun, filled with scorching fire, as if it was about to burn the entire sky.
I saw seven or eight human heads rolling down, blood spraying out, and they were directly burned by the scalding heat until they started to smoke.
The rest of the people saw this scene in front of them, and their eyes widened. These guys' eyes were full of fear, and they wanted to keep struggling, but they couldn't move.
No matter how hard they tried, it was to no avail.
Zhou Quan's cousin's head also rolled down at this time. Even to his death, this guy's eyes were wide open and he looked at Su Qiye in disbelief.
He did not expect that he, who was in the sixth-level Martial King realm, would be killed by Su Qiye with one sword.
In front of Su Qiye, he didn't even have the slightest chance to resist. He was simply weaker than a baby.
"With your little strength, you still want to take my life?" Su Qiye said coldly, with coldness and disdain in his eyes.
"No! You can't kill us. If you kill us, Lingjian Sect will not let you go." One of the remaining monks said to Su Qiye in horror.
"Yes, if you dare to kill us, you will be dead. Zhou Quan will not let you go." Another person was also frightened and said, sweating profusely.
Facing the threats from the remaining seven or eight people, Su Qiye just sneered and said: "What? When you wanted to kill me, didn't you expect that you would end up like this? You are just so thoughtful, do you think I will be afraid?"
Not to mention being thorough, even if it’s Jian Wushuang or Zhao Suyue, I will still chop off their heads!”
Su Qiye's words gradually became colder and harsher, his murderous intent almost condensed into substance, and the surrounding air gradually became colder.
Chi!
He waved the long sword in his hand again, and the sword light flashed past like red thunder.
The heads of these guys rolled to the ground one after another.
Just when Su Qiye was about to take back the Scarlet Sky Sword, a strange laughter suddenly sounded.
The sound of this laughter makes people feel goosebumps all over their body.
"I didn't expect that at such an age, you could actually understand the power of the sword!" The voice was slightly sharp, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
This guy walked out of the clouds and mist, walking slowly, his steps steady but filled with a strange feeling.
When Su Qiye saw this scene, he frowned because he couldn't feel the other person's presence.
In other words, if you don't concentrate on feeling it, it's hard to feel that this guy has been hiding aside for so long.