Me, sword fairy!

"After dealing with things, come here to play with Jian Qisha." Su Wangyou answered honestly.

Chu Yi licked his lips and said, "Two tricks?"

Yes, this is a sword repair.

Su Wangyou thought for a while, and said, "Wait until I finish eating."

The implication is to agree.

At this time, the discussion on Jian Qisha finally ended.

Sword Seven Kills still use the old routine.

"What are you worried about? We all have thousands of years to live."

This reason was too good, so his parents let him go and turned their attention to Su Wangyou.

"Su Shaoxia really looks like... the country and the city." The father of Jian Qisha thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with any words.

But no matter what, I must respond to the compliments of the predecessors.

"Uncle is right."

...

The scene fell into dead silence again.

Chu Yi covered his face, and gritted his teeth in a low voice and said, "It's over, I was taken astray by Su Changge."

The father of Jian Qisha quickly reacted and said with a smile: "If I meet another young man who picks me up like this, I will definitely teach him a lesson, but if you pick me up like this... If anyone has any comments, I'll see. See what he looks like."

The mother of Jian Qisha sighed, "Hey, if my family's Qisha also grows like this, it doesn't take us to worry about the Daoist companion."

Jian Qisha squinted his eyes and said: "I can't bear to use me as a green leaf. Can you not mention the Daolu?"

"That can't help you..."

Afterwards, Jian Qisha introduced Su Wangyou's parents.

Jian Liuyun, Emperor Liuyun.

Lin Ya, Emperor Star.

Su Wangyou politely tossed a few glasses of wine, then ate for a while, and then left the private room with Chu Yi.

Haven't seen him for a long time, and treat guests with swords.

This is how Gu Guo Jianxiu treats guests!

"Find a bigger venue, let's go outside the city." Su Wangyou said.

"You don't have to run this far." Chu Yi shook his head and said, "I have my own martial arts field, which is big enough."

Subsequently, Chu Yi took Su Wangyou into the palace and led him to a martial arts field.

Looking at the martial arts field in front of him, Su Wangyou had a new understanding of Chu Yi's status.

To build such a big martial arts field in the capital city of an inch of land and gold — or a dedicated martial arts field, Chu Yi’s status in the ancient country is really...

Chu Yi drew the Liangyi Sword.

Su Wangyou didn't have any ink marks, and pulled out three thousand feet of white hair.

"Your sword... why is it so long?" Chu Yi looked at Su Wangyou's sword with a little surprise, "Hey... this sword seems to be a divine weapon. Where did you get the divine weapon, shouldn't it be? Have you sold yourself?"

Su Wangyou's face turned black and said, "How can I be worth only a divine weapon?"

"That's right." Chu Yi no longer struggled with this matter, his eyes gradually became serious.

He slowly and slowly clenched Liang Yijian.

"I'm on it."

Su Wangyou stood opposite him, his expression flat.

"come on."

Chapter Eleven

Chu Yi quickly drew out the Liangyi Sword, the clear sword body reflected his warlike eyes.

After that, he stomped fiercely, and the whole person rushed towards Su Wangyou like a cannonball.

Su Wangyou didn't panic and raised his gray hair three thousand feet.

"Backlight——"

Su Wangyou turned into a streamer and rushed towards Chu Yi.

A very harsh voice sounded.

The two swords collided in the air and bursts of sparks.

Good weight!!Chu was shocked. Su Wangyou's sword seemed to have a weight of tens of millions. He even felt that the person who was holding the sword against him at this time was a physical cultivation.

Chu Yi gritted his teeth, and nearly 20% of the internal qi in his body was released, and this forcefully forced Su Wangyou back.

"Why did your strength suddenly become so strong?" Chu Yi gasped and asked, "Almost twice as much as before!"

"Twice..." Su Wangyou shrugged and said, "It's probably because I changed my major."

"This technique is really amazing!" Chu Yi praised.

Afterwards, he threw the Liangyi Sword high up.

Su Wangyou's pupils shrank.

[This pose...?!

"You're right!" Chu Yi's legs bend slightly, and the torrent of internal energy that has just released from outside has not dissipated, but turned into a storm and hovered beside Chu Yi.

"Chong — Xiao!"

The Liangyijian fell, and the palm that had been waiting for a long time hit the hilt, slamming the Liangyijian out.

[I have never taught Chu Yi this trick, and in this world, only me, my grandfather, and my mother can play swordsmanship. They don’t play games, that is to say...] Su Wangyou subconsciously licked his lips. .