Of course, Su Yi did not intend to take all of them. He left behind the treasured swords that the inner sect disciples relied on.
The disciples of Shenjian Gate relied on swords.
This was the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords. There could be danger at any time. With a sword in hand, they would have more power to protect themselves.
After packing up everything, Su Yi clapped his hands. Under hundreds of stunned gazes, he called Xu Jiahui and Zhang Qing, who were still somewhat stunned, and left.
Looking at the three figures, especially the eye-catching young man with a sword on his back, hundreds of gazes could not calm down for a long time. Some of them secretly gasped.
However, not many outer sect disciples were particularly surprised. After all, Su Yi could already defeat Sword 11.
On the Heaven Ascension Platform, everyone had also witnessed this shocking scene.
Therefore, the 20 to 30 inner sect disciples in front of them were existences that were difficult for outer sect disciples to contend with.
However, in front of Su Yi, this requirement of inner sect disciples was naturally not enough.
"Su Yi has stood up for us!"
"Su Yi is an outer sect disciple of the 36th Sword Peak. He is an outer sect disciple like us. He is standing up for us!"
"…"
Some outer sect disciples who were present then discussed. They believed that Su Yi's attack on Jian Yue and the others was actually to stand up for them.
Jian Yue and the other inner sect disciples were lying on the ground one by one with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths. Their faces were pale and it took them a long time to catch their breath.
The inner sect disciples stared at Su Yi's departing figure with complicated feelings in their hearts.
In the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, it had always been outer sect disciples. Even if they were lucky enough to enter, they would eventually become the followers of inner sect disciples.
That was what they thought as well. However, who would have thought that they would encounter Su Yi and end up like this? Everything that they had was taken away from them.
These inner sect disciples even knew that they would not even have the chance to take revenge.
Su Yi was too terrifying. Even if they waited for the personal disciples of the sword peak to come, they would not be able to do anything to him.
After all, even Sword 11 was defeated.
…
The ancient trees were like dragons, vigorous and powerful, with luxuriant branches and leaves. They stood tall and straight with their heads held high in the sky, and their crowns and branches overlapped with each other, causing the entire mountain forest to be enveloped in a layer of mysterious and deep ancient atmosphere.
"Brother Su Yi, will we be in trouble?"
Zhang Qing followed behind Su Yi and asked amidst the crunching sounds of falling leaves and twigs.
"This is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, and there are dangers everywhere. Their cultivations are not strong enough, so I'm taking care of their spatial bags for them. How could there be any trouble? When the time comes, they will be extremely grateful to me."
Su Yi said seriously, but his mind was not careless. His eyes were also constantly looking around, afraid that danger would appear at any time.
"Pfff …"
Upon hearing Su Yi's words, Xu Jiahui could not help but chuckle. 'This fella's too thick-skinned. He's clearly snatching someone else's interspatial bag, but he's making it sound like it's true.'
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Not many people in the world could be so thick-skinned as to keep someone else's interspatial bag.
"Uh …"
Zhang Qing was also helpless. However, when she thought about how Ba Yi, Wang Qi, Huo Dongqiu, and the others' interspatial bags were also snatched by Su Yi, and nothing happened in the end, she was not so worried anymore.
"We seem to have met again …"
All of a sudden, Su Yi stopped in his tracks and looked ahead with a slight smile on his face.
"What do you mean we've met again? Are there people? Or are they savage beasts …"
Upon hearing that, Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui were instantly on guard. Their auras fluctuated, and they were on guard as if they were facing a great enemy.
"They're still in front."
Su Yi smiled faintly and continued to walk forward.
After walking for a few hundred feet and turning into a dense forest, Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui discovered that there were 200 to 300 figures gathered in the ancient forest in front of them.
Those figures were dressed in outer court disciples' attire. Their auras fluctuated, and it was noisy.
Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui were secretly shocked. Only then did they realize that Su Yi was much stronger than them.
To think that this fellow had already sensed his aura from several dozen feet away without even seeing him. Just how powerful was that?
"It seems that there are inner court disciples here. Could it be …"
Xu Jiahui looked up and frowned slightly. There were so many people here, and their auras fluctuated. Not long ago, they were probably inner court disciples who wanted to snatch the outer court disciples who entered the Battlefield of a Thousand Swords.
"Hehe, let's go take a look." Su Yi's eyes and face were full of smiles.
In front of them, there were about 300 to 400 outer court disciples clustered around, and all of them looked angry.
Twenty to thirty inner court disciples sneered as they looked at the outer court disciples in front of them. Although they were shocked by the huge number of outer court disciples, they did not think much of it.
To these inner court disciples, they did not know why so many outer court disciples had successfully reached the fourth level of the Heavenly Platform and entered the Battlefield of a Thousand Swords in this year's Myriad Sword Conference.
However, this was a good thing for them. At least they had more followers, and their chances of finding the Sword Vein Stone would be higher.
This group of inner court disciples was also from the same sword peak, and they were waiting to intercept the outer court disciples who entered the Battlefield of a Thousand Swords.
It seemed that there were also outer court disciples from the same sword peak among this group of outer court disciples. Thirty-four outer court disciples retreated to the side and stood behind the group of inner court disciples.
Since they were all from the same sword peak, these inner court disciples did not rob them. After all, these inner court disciples usually listened to them.
"Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Hand over your elixirs and follow us in the Battlefield of a Thousand Swords. When the time comes, we will bring you out of the Battlefield of a Thousand Swords. Otherwise, we will not be polite to you."
The group of inner court disciples looked at the group of outer court disciples and sneered. Their auras fluctuated, and they were extremely arrogant.
"Personal disciples do not dare to say that they can walk out of the Battlefield of a Thousand Swords for sure. There is a possibility that they will die. Where did you get the courage and confidence to say that?"
Among the outer court disciples, someone spoke out boldly. They were not stupid, and naturally, they did not want to be plundered by these inner court disciples. In the end, they would become followers and obey their orders.
"I think that you are going to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
The face of the inner court disciple who spoke earlier instantly turned gloomy. There was an eighth level Yuan Profound Realm aura fluctuating, and elemental Yuan Qi radiance enveloped his body. The radiance was dazzling and sharp.
"How lively …"
Right at this moment, a faint voice sounded out.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, the voice could still be heard clearly.
Everyone's gaze immediately turned towards the source of the voice. When they saw the figure that was approaching, their eyes were filled with excitement.
"Brother Su Yi, Zhang Qing, Junior Sister Jiahui …"
"Brother Su Yi!"
"Zhang Qing, Junior Sister Jiahui."
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