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Swoosh swoosh …
The sword light was like lightning, extremely sharp.
Streaks of sharp sword qi spread out, filling the square and sweeping in all directions, causing the eyes of the disciples present to tremble.
"The Eleventh Sword is actually so powerful!"
The deacons present were also full of shock. They had all witnessed the achievements of the Eleventh Sword, and his future was limitless!
"That Su Yi, can he still withstand it?"
"This is the real full strength of the Eleventh Sword. I'm afraid that Su Yi won't be able to withstand it!"
In this short period of time, there were also people present who were worried about Su Yi.
But at this moment, no one would think that Su Yi was overestimating himself. Even if he was defeated in this battle, it had already proven how terrifying he was.
"Chi chi …" At this critical moment, under the eyes of everyone present, Su Yi's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of sword light swept out from the depths of his eyes.
At the same time, from Su Yi's body, an extraordinary aura, accompanied by a great pressure, spread out.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Yi moved, the treasure sword in his hand directly stabbed out, the sword light was dazzling, and also carried a sharp sound of breaking wind, fiercely picking up the former's sword light that was enveloping down.
"Clang clang clang clang …"
Immediately, the sound of metal clashing rang out, bringing with it a violent gust of wind that surged out from the place where the two of them collided.
"Hula …"
In an instant, a strong wind swept through the square, and some of the spectators nearby retreated in panic.
The sword light was dazzling, dazzling, and the wind was violent, making it difficult for the deacons present to peer into it, and their hearts were shocked!
A strong wind swept out, the violent wind and the sharp sword light burst out, and a grey figure staggered back.
"Deng deng …"
The figure's feet rubbed against the ground as he was shaken back in a straight line. The mottled stone floor turned into powder, and the fine cracks on the ground climbed up. After a few feet, he stabilized his body.
His black hair was disheveled, and his gray robe was torn in several places. On his left arm and left shoulder, there were two bloody sword scars. However, the wounds were very shallow, and were only sword scars.
This was Su Yi's current situation. He seemed to be in a rather sorry state, and his face was deathly pale.
"Defeated, Su Yi is defeated, he is injured!"
The surrounding onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then there was an expected exclamation from the crowd.
"Humph, how could he be a match for me!"
Among the dozens of Discipline Hall disciples, there was a youth whose eyes were filled with a cold light. He had always believed that Su Yi would definitely lose.
"Sigh, I lost in the end!"
"Even if I lose, I've already proven myself!"
Discussions broke out among the onlooking disciples, and some sighed with regret.
An Outer Sect disciple who had appeared out of nowhere finally came to a halt after sweeping through everything in his path. He was defeated by the Disciplinary Hall's Eleventh Sword.
In the field, Su Yi turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him. Holding the treasured sword in his hand, he slightly raised his eyes and looked at the gradually dissipating energy wind.
There, a black figure appeared, becoming clearer and clearer.
The black figure was dressed in a black battle suit and a gray robe that fluttered in the wind, outlining his straight body. He was as tall and straight as a sword peak, and the extraordinary treasured sword in his hand was suffused with radiance and emitted a buzzing sound.
Seeing this scene, everyone seemed to have an idea in their hearts.
After all, Eleventh Sword was ranked 15th on the Sword Pagoda, and the Outer Sect disciple Su Yi was still defeated.
"Something doesn't seem right …"
Suddenly, someone revealed a look of surprise. He saw that Eleventh Sword's cold face had a dull expression at this moment, and there was some confusion and shock in his eyes as he looked at Su Yi.
Someone was stunned and carefully sized him up.
Suddenly, Eleventh Sword's chest began to be drenched, and blood began to seep out.
On Eleventh Sword's chest, a bloody hole had appeared at some point in time. If the wound was a little lower, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At the same time, a mouthful of dark red blood flowed out of Eleventh Sword's mouth, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"No, it seems that Senior Brother Eleventh Sword has lost!"
Looking at Eleventh Sword, everyone's eyes flickered with shock. It seemed that Su Yi had not lost, and the one who had lost was Eleventh Sword.
Those who thought that Su Yi would definitely lose were completely replaced by shock at this moment.
No one would have thought that the final result would be that the dignified Eleventh Sword was defeated.
The shock of the deacons at this moment was no less than that of any disciple.
Even they did not see clearly how the Eleventh Sword had been injured.
"The move that Su Yi just performed has already broken away from an ordinary sword move. Even if he did not comprehend the true sword intent, he is not far from it. To be able to break Eleventh Sword's full strength sword move and injure him with one sword move, this Su Yi is definitely not an ordinary Outer Sect disciple. He comes from the 36th Sword Peak, I think it's definitely not simple!" After a long time, a deacon exhaled deeply, unable to hide the shock in his eyes.
In the messy square, Su Yi stood quietly, with disheveled hair, looking very embarrassed.
Eleventh Sword raised his eyes and looked at Su Yi's shock. His eyes twitched a little, and his whole body was a little stiff.
"I lost."
After a while, Eleventh Sword sighed softly, and the expression on his face faded slightly, restoring the cold look.
"Lost, Senior Brother Eleventh Sword has lost!"
Although the present disciples of Shenjian Gate had already seen that Eleventh Sword had lost and seemed to be more seriously injured, they could not help but feel shocked when they heard Eleventh Sword admit defeat.
"He really won, Brother Su Yi really won!"
Zhang Qing and others clenched their fists, and their eyes were trembling with excitement.
They did not expect that even Eleventh Sword of the Torture Hall would be defeated. That guy was so strong!
Hearing Eleventh Sword's words, Su Yi smiled faintly, put away the sword in his hand as if nothing had happened, and said to Eleventh Sword, "I said, if you block me, I will still defeat you."
"I was still careless. If I fought with my life on the line, it's not certain who would win and who would lose!" Eleventh Sword raised his eyes and looked at Su Yi as he said this.
Su Yi's eyes moved slightly. Naturally, he knew that his sword just now was a killing move. There was no killing intent, but it was a killing move, and in the end, it only injured Eleventh Sword.
Su Yi could also feel that although Eleventh Sword had used all his strength just now, there seemed to be a feeling that he had not had enough, as if he still had some kind of trump card.
Eleventh Sword could be ranked 15th in the Sword Pagoda in a big sect like Shenjian Gate. How could this guy be simple?
"I said, the sword is not my forte!"
After a pause, Su Yi said indifferently. Eleventh Sword seemed to have a trump card, but he also held back.
"Then I hope I can have a chance to really fight at the Myriad Sword Conference!"
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