They saw that the arc-shaped sword light slashed out by the white-haired man was actually caught by Su Ziyang's two fingers in his hand, unable to move forward at all.
Such a scene strongly stimulated everyone's nerves.
That kind of surprise, that kind of shock, that kind of disbelief.
Words can't describe it.
For a long time.
"Hiss … …"
The sound of inhaling cold air kept ringing out.
Immediately afterward.
"My God, two fingers blocked the sect master's unique skill? Say it, do you dare to believe it? "
"Wow, how many years has he lived? He is so powerful?"
"It's over, the Sky Sword Sect is going to be destroyed, and there is no way to turn it around!"
Such a voice kept ringing in the crowd of disciples below.
Su Ziyang's body.
Dozens of elders' faces twitched slightly, extremely ugly.
Looking at Su Ziyang's eyes, they were full of fear.
The white-haired man looked at Su Ziyang, and his face changed again and again.
"You … …"
He opened his mouth but couldn't spit out a word.
"You actually want to kill your own disciple, it seems that you are not a good bird, in that case, let you take this move of yours!"
After speaking, Su Ziyang's two fingers flicked gently.
"Hoo … …"
The arc-shaped sword qi turned in an instant, aimed at the white-haired man, and flew quickly.
"No … …"
The white-haired man's scalp exploded, and he let out an unwilling roar.
Then, he used all kinds of escape methods and fled frantically.
However, how could it be in time.
The arc-shaped sword qi came quickly and slashed on the white-haired man's body.
"Swish … …"
A sound rang out.
The white-haired man was cut in half and fell to the ground.
"Boom … …"
With a sound, he fell into a meat paste.
Stupefied, stupid, dazed, stunned … …
At this moment, everyone's expression changed again and again.
Everyone stood in place and didn't move for a long time.
The sound of inhaling cold air kept ringing out.
Beside Su Ziyang, dozens of cultivators holding long swords trembled slightly and stood in place, not daring to move.
"Run, run!"
"Run quickly!"
The disciples below all used their special skills and frantically fled in all directions.
However.
"Whoever dares to move will end up like him."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was domineering.
The disciples who were running away all stood in place, not moving at all.
"From today onward, I'm the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If you're not convinced, step forward!"
Su Ziyang swept his gaze around. Everyone who caught sight of him lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye.
No one objected.
But no one agreed.
At this moment.
"Who dares to be impudent in my Heavenly Sword Sect?!"
A loud shout broke through the heavens.
Three figures quickly flew to Su Ziyang and stared at him coldly.
These three figures were two men and one woman. All of them were elderly and looked like they were on the verge of death.
They looked at Su Ziyang as if they wanted to see through him.
"Supreme Elder is here? The old monster is dead for sure! "
"I can't help but feel uneasy. Given how easily he killed the sect master, I'm afraid that even the Supreme Elder might not be a match for him."
"Yeah, this old monster's strength is unfathomable!"
The disciples looked at the sky, their eyes unmoving.
"Are you the one being arrogant in my Heavenly Sword Sect?"
An old man stood up and asked.
On the old man's body, sword qi was crisscrossing, as if it could tear everything apart.
When the surrounding elders saw it, they couldn't help but tremble in fear.
"Are you here to stop me from being the sect master?" Su Ziyang didn't respond to the old man, but asked faintly.
"Haha … …"
The old man looked up to the sky and laughed as if he had heard the last joke.
However, as he laughed, he couldn't laugh anymore.
He saw that Su Ziyang had stood in front of him without him knowing when, reaching out his hand and grabbing his neck.
The crisscrossing sword qi on his body, after touching Su Ziyang's arm, all collapsed.
On his neck, there was a huge force that made him unable to struggle.
Strong, very strong.
Terrifyingly strong.
At this moment, the old man's face was ashen, and his face was begging for mercy.
His throat was grabbed by Su Ziyang, and he couldn't say a word at all.
"Die!"
After speaking, Su Ziyang stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
"Boom … …"
A sound rang out.
The old man's body burst apart at once.
It turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.
Such a scene scared the other two old men to the spot.
The corners of their mouths twitched slightly, their faces were ugly, and their bodies trembled violently.
How could they deal with this kind of powerhouse?
This time, they hit a nail.
The others, no matter who it was, were all staring at the moment.
With one finger, he killed the grand elder, how could people not be shocked, how could people not tremble?
"Who else is not convinced?"
This sound woke up the surprised people.
At this moment, no one dared to object.
Everyone, including the two old men, knelt down.
"Greetings to the sect master!"
The sound was neat and shook the sky.
"Get up!" Su Ziyang said faintly.
"Thank you, sect master!"
Everyone got up.
"Grand elder, ten great elders, follow me to the main hall, I have something to ask!"
After speaking, Su Ziyang took the youth in white and flew quickly to the main hall.
Su Ziyang sat in the main seat like an emperor.
Beside him was the youth in white with the surname Yang.
Including the two grand elders, a total of 12 people stood in front of him in a respectful manner.
"I ask you, what is this continent called?" Su Ziyang asked.
"Replying to the sect master, this is called the Sword Continent."
Sword Continent?
I came to the Sword Continent?
No wonder everyone here learned swordsmanship.
Legend has it that the Sword Continent was transformed from a divine sword with monstrous power. I don't know if it's true or false.
"How big is the Sword Continent? How many forces are there in total? Who is the ruler of the largest faction? "Su Ziyang asked again.
"Replying to the sect master."
"The Sword Continent has an area of 250 million square kilometers, sword-shaped, east-west direction. Our Sky Sword Sect is located on the tip of the sword in the westernmost part, belonging to the fifth-class small force!"
"The entire Sword Continent is divided into two parts, east and west. The east is the place with the richest spiritual qi, which is occupied by the God Clan. The west is composed of countless sects!"
"Among them, the strongest forces are the Spirit Sword Sect, the Ghost Sword Sect, and the Frost Sword Sect."
"The three of them belong to the first-class forces. When they join forces, they can even make the Sword Continent's ruler wary."
"Without a doubt, the strongest force is the God Clan in the east."
Listening to these introductions, Su Ziyang nodded secretly.
From the looks of it, the size of the Sword Continent was simply unimaginable.
The population on it was probably incomparably large.
Now, he needed a lot of experience points to level up. If he could unify the entire Sword Continent and take it under the name of the God Slayer Empire, his growth would be extremely fast.
"Do you know where I can learn the tracking technique?" Su Ziyang asked.
"Tracking technique?"
Everyone frowned and thought carefully.
A moment later, a grand elder stood up with a face full of radiance.
"Sect master, I've heard of the tracking technique. It is said that the Ghost Sword Sect has a secret tracking technique that can track a person's aura."
"The stronger you are, the larger the tracking range. Legend has it that those who learn this tracking technique can track a million kilometers in the right direction," the grand elder said.
Hearing this, Su Ziyang nodded secretly.
If he could learn this tracking technique, then finding Xiao Die wouldn't be a problem.
He had to go to the Ghost Sword Sect.
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