Chapter 62 Isn’t it going to go up?

After Su Qiming sensed that something seemed to be summoning himself somewhere, he began to speed up gradually, trying to distance himself from the people behind.

Good things are first-come, first-served.

And when Chen Bijun and the others saw that Su Qi could speed up, their eyes flashed with shock: “He can speed up? Is this f*ck still a human?”

at the same time.

Not far from one of the main peaks of the Nine Peaks of the Great Blue Sword Sect, a very steep cliff, a very delicate, ingenious and unskilled pavilion actually stood up here, which is very incredible.

In the hall, a man in a white robe was leaning on a chair, and a bronze mirror was placed on the table in front of him.


At this time, the man was looking at the mirror intently.

The white-clothed man is not looking for self-pity, but watching everything happening on Qishan in a mirror.

Yuan Wuyi suddenly laughed: “This kid, dare to step on Qishan! How bold!”

“Junior Brother Wuyi.” A woman in a palace dress wearing a goose yellow dress walked in from the door with a slight dignity.

Yuan Wuyi saw the visitor and immediately got up and said respectfully: “Senior Sister.”

The woman in the palace dress nodded slightly, seemingly very satisfied with Yuan Wuyi’s attitude, and then she also noticed the mirror.

“Oh? Qishan?” The palace girl also saw the picture on the mirror, her eyes were a little surprised, her eyebrows frowned, “When will you be interested in these new beginners?”

“It’s just that this year there is a little guy very interesting.” Yuan Wu smiled slightly.

The eyes of the girl in the palace costume lighted up slightly: “You can make Yuan Wuyi say something interesting, come on, let me see which little guy it is!”

Seeing that the girl in the palace dress was about to come, Yuan Wu waved his sleeves, and the scene in the mirror disappeared completely, as if it turned into an ordinary bronze mirror.

“Yuan Wuyi!” The face of the palace-dressed woman was suddenly stained with a layer of Killing intent.

Yuan Wuyi’s handsome face was full of frivolous, and said, “How?”

The woman in the palace dress directly pressed one hand on the sword behind her, as if she was about to make a bold move under the rage.

“Come on, give it a try!” Yuan Wuyi glanced over with a hint of playfulness, and said with a smile, “Cheng Yuyan, I call you Senior Sister just to give your dad a bit of Face. Could it be that you really think it’s up to you? Are you qualified to be worthy of my Yuan Wuyi calling you Senior Sister?”

The Killing Intent of Cheng Yuyan, a woman in the palace costume, slightly converged on her face, and then said slightly gloomy: “Yuan Wuyi, you are still so arrogant!”

Then Cheng Yuyan’s eyes flashed a deep chill, and he said viciously, “I really hope you can keep being so arrogant!”


“I will.” Yuan Wuyi smiled again, but the smile looked very cold.

At this time, the woman in the palace dress suddenly lost the mood of vain and suspiciousness, and said indifferently: “I’m just here to tell you one thing for my father: According to the report from the spies ahead, those barbarians in the north have had some changes recently. Fengyan Palace Order, no In Japan, the nine sects of ours will send good players to unite to cooperate with the investigation of King Yan’s Mansion. And the representative that my Daqing Sword Sect is going to send is you.”

“Okay, I get it.” Yuan Wu waved the woman’s hands as if to catch a fly.

Humiliation flashed in the eyes of the palace-dressed woman, and then suppressed her anger, turned and left.

Yuan Wuyi frowned slightly, and said to himself, “Is it investigating the north? This is really troublesome!”

The temple was quiet for a long time before Yuan Wuyi woke up from his contemplation.

Yuan Wuyi waved his long sleeves, and the situation of Qishan appeared on the mirror. It was just that in this scene, Yuan Wuyi was a little surprised. He only heard him mutter to himself: “This… is that that? ?”

At this moment, Su Qi was already close to the top of the mountain, but instead of moving forward, he stood in front of a pure black sword with only a little blade exposed and the rest with only one handle, his expression full of weirdness.

Ever since he sensed the call and traction in the middle of the mountain, Su Qi completely ignored the extremely heavy pressure and hurriedly walked all the way in the direction that called him.

If it feels right, then the sword body and hilt in front of me are all black swords, and they have been calling for own things.

“Isn’t it said that all the swords on this mountain of swords contain all the power, including the sword spirit, which will be swallowed by the mountain? What is the matter with this black sword? Does he still have the existence of sword spirit?” Su Qi is already infinitely close at this time. The top of the mountain.

In order to test whether the sword is really alive, Su Qi turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Just after taking two steps, Su Qi felt the strange feeling of reluctance and summoning behind him again.

“Is this thing really alive?” Su Qi frowned, feeling very incredible.

Looking around, Su Qi found that he was riding Juechen and there was no one around him.

“Hey!” Su Qi sneered and kicked the black hilt directly.

It was the emotion that was sensed in the dark again, but this time it seemed to be a sad emotion.

Su Qi felt that this matter was really wicked, and even if it was right, it didn’t work?

So Su Qi tried to kick a sword next to him again, and found that there was no response from the sword, so he raised his foot and stepped on the black sword again.


Another sorrow was conveyed to Su Qi’s heart through a metaphysical method.

At this moment, Su Qi no longer had any doubts in his heart, the black sword in front of him was really alive!



However, Su Qi suddenly hesitated. At this time, he was almost a few steps away from the top of the mountain. He remembered that the higher the height, the higher the quality of the sword itself.

But this sword is obviously extraordinary! For, just take the sword and turn back, or continue to take a few steps to get a sword on the top of the mountain. Su Qi couldn’t make a choice for a while.

As for whether he could take two swords at once, Su Qi had never considered this possibility!

I didn’t see that I stepped on this mountain so hard that I was almost pressed down on the ground. If it is really not greedy, the ghost knows what moths will come out of this mountain, and Su Qi still doesn’t want to lose his life on this mountain. .

At this time when Su Qi was hesitant, Chen Bijun and Qin Zifang also reached a position not far from Su Qi.

Among them, Qin Zifang crawled and sweated profusely, and it seemed that he was close to the limit of being able to climb there.

Qin Zifang’s eyes looking at Su Qi at this time were full of surprises and inconceivables. Why didn’t this guy even sweat?

And Chen Bijun’s pretty face flushed red at this time, and his body was dripping with sweat. Obviously, he was overwhelmed by the mysterious pressure of Qishan, but it seemed that he was still far from the limit.

Chen Bijun took a few steps up again, and after walking to the same position as Su Qi, he glanced at Su Qi, who was obviously still free, and asked curiously, “Aren’t you going up?”

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