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Chapter 388

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As soon as he finished speaking, Sword 11 turned around and left.

"Captain …"

Dozens of disciples of the Disciplinary Hall crowded around him, their faces filled with complicated expressions.

"I said that I will withdraw from the Disciplinary Hall. It's up to you whether you want to capture him or not." Sword 11 said to the group of disciples of the Disciplinary Hall. He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly looked back at Su Yi and asked, "Can you tell me, what kind of swordsmanship was that?"

"I don't know either. If I have to give it a name, I'll call it 'Killing Sword Technique'!" Su Yi replied.

"Killing Sword Technique …" Sword 11 whispered.

"To me, swords are not for viewing. A real sword is a weapon used to pierce into the enemy's body and cause harm. No matter how strong the swordsmanship is, no matter how beautiful the sword moves are, the final result is a fact. When you unsheathe the sword, your goal is to pierce into the enemy's body. You can completely omit all unnecessary movements. Only the two movements of drawing the sword and piercing into the enemy's body are the most important. Therefore, it's called 'Killing Sword Technique'!" Su Yi's eyes flashed. He had comprehended this from the mural.

"Drawing the sword and piercing …"

Sword 11 muttered to himself, as if he had comprehended something.

"Killing Sword Technique, what kind of swordsmanship is that?" All the disciples were discussing this. It was the first time they had heard of such a swordsmanship. It seemed to make some sense, but it was difficult to comprehend.

"Thank you."

Sword 11 looked at Su Yi and nodded. To everyone's surprise, he actually bowed to Su Yi. Then, Primordial Qi formed under his feet and turned into a beast shadow, soaring into the air.

"Captain!"

All the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall were shocked as they watched Sword 11 leave.

Then, the dozens of disciples of the Disciplinary Hall locked their gazes on Su Yi. Their expressions were complicated. There was shock, anger, gloom, and fear.

"What, you want to fight?"

Su Yi's gaze swept across the group of disciples of the Disciplinary Hall. Traces of awe flashed across his calm face.

"Su Yi, our Disciplinary Hall's duty is to capture you and bring you back. You'd better surrender and come back with us. Do you really think that you're a match for so many of us?"

Among the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall, there was an extraordinary youth who gritted his teeth and looked at Su Yi as he spoke.

At this moment, there were dozens of Disciplinary Hall disciples behind him. Every single one of them was at the Essence Spirit Realm, with quite a few of them being at the Second Level of the Essence Spirit Realm. As for himself, he was at the Third Level of the Essence Spirit Realm. With so many people, he did not believe that they could not deal with Su Yi.

"Surrender or don't blame me for being rude!"

The other disciples of the Disciplinary Hall were also as they heard the youth's words.

There were dozens of Disciplinary Hall disciples present. No matter how strong Su Yi was, he did not believe that he could defeat so many of them.

Although the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall had regained their confidence, there was still some fear in their eyes when they looked at Su Yi.

Su Yi's gaze swept across the group of Disciplinary Hall disciples. Every single one of them was at the Yuan Spirit Stage and above. Indeed, they were not easy to deal with.

However, Su Yi did not take it to heart. Relying on the Hundred Transformation Steps, he could sense that the Gale Golden Eagle had not left for the past few days and was still waiting for him. Therefore, if he wanted to leave, there would not be much of a problem.

What Su Yi was worried about was that the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall would still be unwilling to let him go after he left. It would be equally troublesome.

"Su Yi, surrender. You won't be able to escape today no matter what!"

The extraordinary youth of the Disciplinary Hall shouted in a deep voice. His aura rippled as the sword in his hand was unsheathed.

"Buzz!"

"Boom …"

Instantly, the dozens of disciples of the Disciplinary Hall moved together. Yuan Qi gushed out from the soles of their feet as their auras erupted. Swords appeared one after another as they were unsheathed, the sound of swords resounding through the air.

Dozens of figures surrounded Su Yi. Dozens of longswords were suffused with sword Qi and flickered with light as they pointed straight at Su Yi!

Dozens of Yuan Spirit Stage auras gathered together. The momentum was vast and mighty, causing the square to tremble and dust to fly. It was shocking to the soul!

"Is there going to be a battle?"

Some disciples were shocked. There were many people from the Disciplinary Hall and they did not seem to plan on letting the outer disciple Su Yi go.

"I'm afraid this is going to blow up!"

Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing and the others who had just breathed a sigh of relief felt their hearts rise to their throats.

They originally thought that they would be fine after defeating Sword Eleven. After all, the Myriad Sword Conference was tomorrow. They never thought that the Disciplinary Hall would be so persistent.

"Are we going to do something?"

Looking at the commotion in the square, someone from the group of Deacons asked.

"How are we going to do anything? None of these brats from the Disciplinary Hall are to be trifled with. They won't listen to our words." A middle-aged Deacon smiled bitterly.

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Looks like you guys don't want to let this go. Then I'll keep you company. Whoever dares to stop me will have to bear the consequences!"

Su Yi was enraged as well. These disciples of the Disciplinary Hall were really endless.

"Rumble …" As his voice fell, the sound of wind and thunder resounded. A new aura swept out from Su Yi's body.

At this moment, Su Yi no longer held back his cultivation at the third level of Yuan Spirit Stage. Scarlet light filled the air as a vast and mighty aura spread out.

This aura caused one's heart to palpitate, as if it could suppress everything!

"Awooo …"

"Guji …"

Under this aura, the nearby barbaric demon beasts roared and trembled, prostrating themselves. The barbaric demon beast mounts in the sky whined and trembled, tottering on the verge of collapse.

"Third level of Yuan Spirit Stage, he's only at the third level of Yuan Spirit Stage!"

When the aura on Su Yi's body was retained, some of the sharper people present cried out in alarm.

Defeating Eleventh Sword at the fourth level of Yuan Spirit Stage with a cultivation at the third level of Yuan Spirit Stage, they knew what this meant.

"How can this aura be so strong!"

The dozens of Disciplinary Hall disciples were all jolted awake. The vast aura caused their hearts to palpitate uncontrollably. Under this immense pressure, Yao Weizhi could not help but kneel down.

"Who dares to stop me!"

Su Yi opened his mouth, his low roar resounding across the square. He planned to fight and intimidate the Disciplinary Hall. Otherwise, he would not be able to escape today.

Looking at Su Yi, the dozens of Disciplinary Hall disciples looked at each other, their sword-wielding hands inexplicably trembling.

Especially after witnessing Eleventh Sword's defeat, none of them dared to make the first move. The aura emanating from the youth before them was simply too terrifying.

"How dare you!"

Suddenly, a mighty roar rang out. When it landed in the ears of everyone present, it was like thunder, causing their souls to tremble.

As the voice fell, a figure appeared in the square as if out of thin air, landing in front of Su Yi who was surrounded by the Disciplinary Hall disciples.

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