When Zhao Qian finished speaking, he made a fist seal, rushed in front of Su Qiye, and suddenly hit his head.
This punch exploded, and an explosion sound erupted in the air.
Everyone in the meeting hall felt a strong wind blowing against their faces. They could hardly open their eyes and their clothes were blown by.
"So strong! You are worthy of being a fifth-grade great martial artist!"
Everyone subconsciously exclaimed.
When Su Qiye faced this swift punch, his heart trembled. This punch was very fast and extremely powerful!
However, even in the face of such a threat, Su Qiye was not afraid and faced the difficulties head on.
He clenched the Chixiao Sword in his hand and struck at the fist that struck him.
The red sword vein in his right arm was activated in an instant, and the sword energy in the sword sea surged wildly and poured out along the sword vein in his right arm.
As a result, the power of the sword Su Qiye struck increased several times, and the sword was radiant.
boom!
A muffled sound came out.
Everyone in the meeting hall saw Su Qiye flying out and smashing the upper coffee table.
Zhao Qian was not much better. He took several steps back, and a scarlet sword mark appeared on his right fist.
"How could you, a loser who can't condense the sea of qi and even had his blood taken away, hurt me!" Zhao Qian glanced at the sword mark on his right fist, his eyes full of shock, unwilling to believe what was happening in front of him. One scene.
But this is the reality. Su Qiye injured him with a sword, but he was not hurt at all.
Su Qiye stood up, his right arm was trembling slightly, and blood surged in his chest.
The moment he collided with Zhao Qian's punch, a terrifying force hit him, almost shattering his right arm.
But Su Qiye felt that at that critical moment, the Juetian Divine Sword in the sea of swords in his abdomen moved slightly, and the bloody sword veins in his right arm suddenly burst out with terrifying power.
It directly offset the power of Zhao Qian's punch, so Su Qiye was unscathed.
"It's the Jue Tian Divine Sword!" Su Qiye murmured in his heart, extremely excited.
Then he turned his attention to Zhao Qian who was standing at the door. At this time, Zhao Qian felt a storm in his heart and his face was full of disbelief.
"Old Gou Zhao, nothing is impossible in this world. I was once unable to condense the sea of qi, and even my bloodline was stolen by you, but I, Su Qiye, can also step into the martial arts!"
"Today, you broke into my Su family and dared to commit murder. Take your life!"
After saying that, Su Qiye picked up the Red Sky Sword and killed him.
With the long sword in his hand, Su Qiye's whole aura became different, and he stabbed out with the sword.
Everyone heard a sharp sound breaking through the air, and Su Qiye rushed in front of Zhao Qian in the blink of an eye.
This sword went straight to Zhao Qian's neck.
Faced with the sword that pierced his neck, Zhao Qian sneered and spoke with great disdain.
"Hmph, so what if you enter the martial arts path? I, a great fifth-grade martial artist, can't deal with you, a little bastard?"
Zhao Qian raised his hand carelessly, trying to catch Su Qiye's sword between his two fingers.
puff!
Then Zhao Qian felt a stinging pain in his right hand. Two fingers were suddenly broken off, and scarlet blood was spraying!
"Ninth-grade martial artist realm?! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Zhao Qian endured the severe pain and used his hand knife to split Su Qiye's sword. He dodged one after another and exited the Su family's meeting hall.
After Su Qiye drew his sword, he felt the aura belonging to a ninth-grade martial artist, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!
A group of people from the Zhao family even showed expressions that were uglier than eating shit.
"Didn't you say that Su Qiye has been crippled? How can he be in the ninth-grade martial arts master realm?"
"I'm not dreaming, am I? That piece of trash can't even condense the sea of Qi, and even his bloodline has been poached by the head of the family!"
"Could it be that the owner of the house made a mistake?"
"But...but the master's finger was indeed cut off by that trash!"
The faces of the Zhao family members changed drastically, and they were discussing in panic.
Not to mention them, all the elders and stewards of the Su family were also shocked.
Even if they were beaten to death, they couldn't believe that Su Qiye, whom everyone called useless, was actually a ninth-level martial artist!
Su Qiye was only eighteen years old and had already entered the ninth-level martial arts realm. There was no problem at all in the Spirit Sword Sect!
And, more importantly, Su Qiye was a loser three days ago. Three days later, he directly broke through to the ninth-level martial master realm and directly killed Su Wuqing, who was in the third-level great martial master realm!
The elders and stewards of the Su family were so worried that they were worried. They wanted to hang Su Qiye before, and then persuaded Su Qiye to hand over the marriage certificate. It could be said that Su Qiye was completely offended to death!
"Zhao Laogou, let me tell you, nothing is impossible in the world! I will definitely make you repay ten thousand times what you and Zhao Suyue did to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Qiye raised his sword to kill again.
boom!
Zhao Qian punched out directly, and the shadow of a giant bear appeared from behind Zhao Qian.
Fists and swords clashed, and violent roars erupted in the meeting hall.
Su Qiye was thrown away in response, and was pushed back seven to eight meters. He stabbed the Red Sky Sword into the ground before he stabilized his body. His right arm was in severe pain, and a fishy-sweet feeling surged up in his throat.
But Zhao Qian still had a cold face and his hands behind his back.
There was once again a deep sword mark on his right fist, which was as deep as the bone. The blood was temporarily controlled by his spiritual power and did not spray out. The whole right hand was trembling.
Zhao Qian shouted coldly at this moment, holding back his composure and staring at Su Qiye fiercely.
"Su Qiye! As the head of the Zhao family, you dare to commit murder against me. Believe it or not, I will let the entire Su family be buried with you! Although I don't know how you were promoted to the ninth level martial artist in just three days.
However, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified!"
"However, I will give you a chance to survive today. One month later, at the Lingjian Sect Entrance Trial, I will let my son Zhao Tianmu fight you to the death! By then, no one can save you!"
After that, Zhao Qian waved his sleeves and left with everyone in the Zhao family.
Zhao Tianmu looked at the scene in front of him and was very unwilling to do so.
"Father, why do you want to let this good-for-nothing go? This good-for-nothing is clearly no match for you. If you keep this good-for-nothing, you will have endless troubles. Can't you just kill him to death today?" Zhao Tianmu hurriedly caught up with his father,
He said with a look of eagerness and unwillingness.
"If you don't take action, I will go and kill that little bastard today!" Zhao Tianmu still wanted to turn around and attack Su Qiye.
However, Zhao Qian gave him another hard slap and then carried him out of Su's house.
Su Qiye said coldly to the Zhao family and his son outside the meeting hall: "Old dog Zhao, I will chop off two of your fingers today to collect some interest first. I will definitely chop off your dog's head soon!"
The sound was not loud, but it could be clearly heard both inside and outside the meeting hall, and the murderous intent in his words was even stronger!
After hearing this, people couldn’t help but get goosebumps all over their bodies!
In the meeting hall, there was silence, and you could hear a needle drop.
Everyone swallowed secretly and looked at Su Qiye in fear, not knowing what to do.
"I am still too weak, otherwise Zhao Laogou and his son would not be able to walk out of here today! I must become stronger and kill this old dog with my own hands!" Su Qiye swore secretly in his heart.
Although he received the inheritance of the Juetian Divine Sword and opened the Juetian Sword Prison, he also learned about his sword divine body.
But after all, his cultivation is too weak, and his combat experience is also very insufficient.
If Zhao Qian didn't look down on him too much, Su Qiye would have been unable to chop off two of his fingers. The gap between the two was too big.
Outside the Su family's mansion.
Zhao Qian and his son got on the leaving carriage.
In the carriage, Zhao Tianmu looked unhappy and even stared at his father with a resentful expression.
"Father, why don't you let me kill this loser! How dare you write a letter of divorce to my sister! I'm going to chop him into pieces!"
But Zhao Qian rolled his eyes at his son, and then sneered: "You know nothing!"
"This Su Qiye, whose bloodline was stolen by me three days ago, has broken through to the ninth-level martial arts realm in just three days. There must be something weird in this. I suspect that there is a big secret in that kid. It is very likely that he is His father also left him some secret inheritance, so I left him alive for the time being, so this kid will never be allowed to die before I figure out the secret about him."
"His dog's life is not valuable, what is valuable is his secrets. If we can keep his secrets as our own, it will be a great help to our Zhao family! After I go back, I will find a few deadpools to wait for the day." After dark, sneak into the Su family to explore the situation!"
Having said this, Zhao Qian showed a ferocious and sinister proud expression!