Imperial Treasure-Chapter 712 - 441: Half a Sheep Skeleton!_3
Or perhaps she disregarded her previous promise to Su Zimu.
Ming Lanyuan was touching his chin, already planning to launch a surprise attack on Sui Yi as she retreated!
But the next second!
Sui Yi moved!
She moved like a startled swan!
They felt her move, heard the sharp sound of the wind being raked, and by then she was already in front of Zhuang Ziliu...
Zhuang Ziliu moved as well!
He drew from behind his waist... the Soft Sword!
He also used a Soft Sword!!
Yue Beiqing raised his eyebrows, this person...
Clang!
When Demon Que’s sword tip touched the Soft Sword that resembled green willow... they seemed to hear a strong clash, as if they saw the relaxed demeanor of a breeze rustling through willows...
That was the first round~
The second round...
Shh!
The Soft Sword suddenly hissed like a venomous snake, its blade hurling out a series of twisted snake-shaped Sword Qi, those Sword Qi distorting through the air, cracking the air, sweeping past the rockery...
A series of sharp cuts that were half a finger deep...
Such formidable Sword Qi shocked everyone.
Yet, as if a demon, as if a dragon, Demon Que’s silver light danced, shifting places, those snake-shaped Sword Qi were lazily slashed and ground apart...
Sword light, sword shadows...
The rockery was shaved inch by inch into stone powder, hazy and fluttering about.
The two of them fought within a circle less than three meters in diameter...
The air seemed to turn into swords in their hands, cut inch by inch then striking each other, the back and forth Sword Dao so sharp, it sent chills down one’s spine yet was too perilous to keep up with!...
Suddenly, Sui Yi flipped her wrist, and Demon Que emitted a sword cry like a deep abyss, the previously balanced momentum shattered in an instant!
Demon Que stabbed into the Green Snake Soft Sword about three inches from the tip...
Thump!
Zhuang Ziliu backed away...
Forced to retreat by the sword’s force!
In the third round, Zhuang Ziliu finally lost!
Truth be told, Zhuang Ziliu had only taken action at Fuan Orphanage before, where back then his abilities were just slightly better than those of Flower Demon and the others, but in such a short time, his power had surged as if boosted by hormones. Gong Jiu pondered secretly that if she fought him, she would be killed in the first move of the first round.
His current strength was too formidable, definitely on the same level as Yue Beiqing and the others.
But fortunately, Sui Yi won.
Ming Lanyuan and Yue Beiqing had somewhat strange expressions on their faces.
Because these two, in their earlier fight, although seeming fatal at every move, actually held back...
Murderous... yet unwilling to take each other’s lives.
Could it be that these two really had some unspoken sentiments?
After all, Yi Chilian had never seen Sui Yi display such complex attitudes towards anyone.
Zhuang Ziliu held the sword, seemingly not annoyed by his defeat, instead his eyes grew more suppressed, pointing his Soft Sword towards Yue Beiqing and the others.
"It seems they are all very wary of you, not even seizing it during our battle... Now, it’s yours," he said.
However, Sui Yi didn’t even glance at that bag, instead turning to look at the deceased Zhao Wen, just glancing over before Demon Que with a heartless swipe of the sword tip picked up a drop of blood seeping from his forehead.
The sword balanced in the air, and with a rustle~ a white dove landed on the sword, taking that drop of blood with its beak...
Sui Yi slightly moved her mouth, and the white dove took flight.
To this act, Gong Jiu and Flower Demon, being her own people, knew that Sui Yi had some special methods, like in the Warring States Tomb.
But people like Yue Beiqing who saw it for the first time had varying reactions.
Especially Ming Lanyuan and a few leaders, their eyes flickered,
"Witchcraft... beast chatter," Ye Zixu muttered softly.
Witchcraft... Yet Zhuang Ziliu said, "Did you already know what was inside this bag?"
What is this?
Gong Jiu had already seized the opportunity to pick up the bag Zhuang Ziliu discarded, and upon looking, his face twisted.
"Damn, it’s half a gazelle skeleton!"
Absolute madness! Were they being played again?
But had Sui Yi already seen through it?
"If it were real, you wouldn’t dare to play with it like this,"
Zhuang Ziliu sneered, "But you were still delayed by me, now the time left for you to save someone... one minute" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets at qidian.com, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
