Chapter 2337 Massacre

Su Yi could tell that the kappa wanted to stay by his side, so he kicked away the kappa who was trying to hug his thigh.

Plop!

The kappa squatted on the ground, but he didn't care. He scratched his head and said with a giggle: "This kick is very good, the force is moderate, and it is crisp. When I squat on the ground, I don't feel uncomfortable at all. It's so beautiful and happy!"

Wan Zitian: "..."

Su Yi rubbed his eyebrows.

But when a weird and scary guy is playing tricks, it is the most troublesome.

"Take this umbrella and leave quickly!"

Su Yi pointed at the black umbrella and said, "As long as you don't cause trouble, you don't have to worry about being punished by heaven."

That is the Luck Umbrella, one of the Nine Secrets of Chaos, which can cover the heavens and completely separate the Kappa's breath.

The kappa became anxious and said pitifully: "Fellow Daoist Su, no, Mr. Su, Grandpa Su! Please let me follow you. I promise to obey your words and will not disobey anything!"

He knew very well that according to his personality, once he encountered an opponent, the luck-causing umbrella would not be able to help him at all.

Only staying with Su Yi is the most reliable and safe.

"I don't know anything about the outside world. I'm like a poor fledgling child. If I meet a bad person, I'll be doomed."

The kappa had runny nose and tears, looking so desolate and miserable.

Wan Zitian almost burst into laughter.

Which bad person can harm you?

Liu Xianghen and the other Nine Refining Divine Masters were all caught and exploded by you! !

However, I have to say that the kappa is really good at being miserable. He cries whenever he wants, without caring about his face at all.

In the past, Liu Xianghen and other old guys were deceived by him and mistakenly regarded him as an inconspicuous little guy.

But Su Yi knows best. The more this happens, the less he can keep Kappa by his side. This guy is too easy to get into trouble.

And he already has enough troubles, and with the addition of such a scourge, there is no telling how many troubles he will create.

"If you don't leave, don't blame me for taking away this umbrella."

Su Yi's tone was calm and his attitude was firm.

The kappa froze, and Ma Liu got up from the ground. He glanced at Su Yi aggrievedly, and finally said nothing, holding the luck umbrella, and turned around.

The little figure was walking away holding a big black umbrella, looking particularly lonely.

Wan Zitian couldn't bear it and said: "Brother Fuyou, although this kappa is very powerful, he has never walked in the outside world, why not keep him with you for a while?"

Suddenly, the kappa in the distance stamped his feet and pricked up his ears.

Su Yi said calmly, "He is an old kid who survived from the Taishi era. Why do we need to worry about him? We have done our best to lend him the Luck Luck Umbrella."

"Come on, it's time for us to leave."

After that, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Wan Zitian followed suit without further persuasion.

In the distance between heaven and earth, the kappa curled his lips, sighed, and left.

…

A treasure ship broke through the sky and sailed away.

Su Yi rested his head on his arms, lying there comfortably, his whole body relaxed.

"Brother Fuyou, do you have any plans next?"

Wan Zitian asked.

"Intend……"

Su Yi shook his head slightly.

At first, he planned to stay dormant in the Qingwu Divine Courtyard and wait for the coming of the Dark Age of Mythology.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. In the past period, there was a duel at Mingkong Mountain, then a battle at Yunji Temple, until his identity was revealed at Qingwu Divine Court, which completely ruined his hibernation plan.

After that, they went through another battle in Jue Tian Demon Court, and before they had a long rest, they came to the ruins of Taishi again.

There were so many changes and twists and turns that made him feel like he couldn't help himself.

But now, Su Yi wants to completely relax, calm down, and travel around the world.

It has nothing to do with the wind and moon, and ignores the turmoil, just to settle my own state of mind.

He spoke his mind.

After hearing this, Wan Zitian was quite moved and sighed: "Indeed, since you returned to God's Realm, too many things and disturbances have happened in just a few years, and all of them were led by the enemy. It’s really not easy.”

After a pause, he said: "Then just relax and do what you want to do."

"What about you, what are your plans?"

Su Yi asked.

Wan Zitian perked up and said expectantly: "Refining the Flying Light Grass to get in touch with the aura of the River of Destiny!"

This time he went to the ruins of Taishi. He had obtained the Flying Light Grass, and all that was left was to practice in seclusion.

"Okay, let's find a random city later, let's go have a drink, and then we'll go our separate ways!"

Su Yi made the decision immediately.

"good!"

Wan Zitian agreed with a smile.

But at this moment, his smile suddenly disappeared, he stood up, and his eyes looked into the distance like lightning.

The sky is blue and white with clouds.

In the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, there stood an extremely tall figure, wearing an old cloth robe and a bamboo hat on his head. The sleeves of his broken left arm were empty and fluttering in the wind.

And on his back was a black coffin.

For a moment, the treasure ship quietly stopped.

A look of concentration appeared on Wan Zitian's eyebrows, and he said: "I didn't expect that this guy is still alive."

On one side, Su Yi, who had been lying on the boat before, had stood up at some point. When he saw the man with a broken arm wearing a bamboo hat in the distance, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

During the era when Li Fuyou was ruling the world, there was once a legendary and peerless swordsman in the Divine Realm. He could fight all over the world with his sword and was almost invincible.

His sword once cut off the head of the Nine-Refining God Lord, and caused the whole world to tremble.

People in the world don't know its name, so they all call it "Tu".

To the sword cultivators in the world, Tu Bian is like the most supreme being on the path of swordsmanship, and is revered as the "Supreme One of the Ways of Swordsmanship"!

The man with a broken arm wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a black coffin in the distance is Tu! !

"Li Fuyou, I'm very happy that you are still alive."

Tu looked up at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. As his bamboo hat was raised, a rough and weathered face was revealed.

"You want to take revenge?"

Su Yi whispered.

A long time ago, only a few people in the world knew that Tu, who was regarded as the supreme swordsman, was defeated by Li Fuyou's sword.

That broken arm was beheaded by Li Fuyou!

"No, I'm here for the Heavenly Hatred Sword."

Tu Maibu walked from a distance, "I need a good knife that can help me cut the threshold to the river of destiny, and the Tianhate knife is just right."

As he approached, the sea of ​​clouds along the way suddenly collapsed and dissipated, and a terrifying pressure spread out.

The originally blue sky turned gloomy.

"It's ridiculous. The Tianhate Sword was originally controlled by Moye, the Tianxing monk of Yunji Temple. Why didn't you snatch it away?"

Wan Zitian frowned, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and his sword intent roared around him.

"Because Moye is the apprentice nephew of Randen Buddha, and I owe him a favor."

Tu stamped his feet a hundred feet away, took off the bamboo hat on his head, and threw it out, causing his messy grass-like hair to flutter.

"But now, it's different."

Tu's eyes were as bright as blades, "I don't have to worry about these anymore!"

Su Yi said: "So, it must be that the Burning Deng Buddha sent you the message that the Heavenly Hate Sword fell into my hands."

"good."

Tu nodded calmly, "I know he wants to use me to deal with you, but that's not important. As long as today's matter is settled, I will no longer owe him any favors!"

Wan Zitian's face was gloomy.

Sure enough, Tu's appearance at this moment is related to the old bald donkey of Ran Deng Buddha!

However, it has to be said that Tu does have a grudge against Su Yi, and it is an irresolvable mortal grudge!

Even if Tu could see through Ran Deng Buddha's thoughts, he was destined not to refuse, whether it was for the Heavenly Hatred Sword or for revenge.

"I see."

Su Yi nodded, "Understandable."

"I'm going to fight him!"

Wan Zitian's figure rushed out, the sword energy around him soaring into the sky, and the terrifying sword power on his body shrouded Xiang Tu in the distance.

Tu shook his head and said, "You are no match for me."

The sound just sounded, clang——!

A passionate sword roar resounded.

The world suddenly darkened, and a straight crack appeared in the void. Mountains and rivers in all directions were suddenly cut off like pieces of tofu.

And at the end of that crack.

boom! !

There was a loud bang.

Wan Zitian's figure fell back dozens of feet away, and a bloody knife mark with bone-deep traces appeared on his shoulder.

Looking at Tu again, his hands were empty, standing there like a mountain, as if he hadn't done anything at all.

Wan Zitian frowned and said, "Have you reached the threshold of the river of destiny?"

"That's right." Tu nodded and said, "After losing to Li Fuyou, my three souls were destroyed to the point where only one was left, but because of this, I became enlightened and understood that 'the most powerful is the world, and the great ways are unified. 'The true meaning of Taoism is that instead of falling, it rises. I touched it.

A hint of destiny! "

Wan Zitian looked complicated.

He sought Feiguangcao just to understand the mystery of touching the threshold of the river of destiny.

Who would have thought that Tu, who was originally in the same realm as him, had already done it one step ahead!

Even Wan Zitian had to admit that Tu this guy was too scary.

As far as he knew, when Li Fuyou destroyed Tu's soul, Tu's soul was almost reduced to a useless person. He went from being the supreme master in the sword to falling into an endless trough.

Who would have thought that when Tu appeared again, he would be far stronger than at his peak!

"Back away, I'm not here to kill you."

Tu said calmly, "You can't block my blade."

Su Yi finally spoke and said, "Lao Wan, please step back. Don't worry, he can't hurt me."

Wan Zitian was silent for a moment and then stepped aside.

Su Yi then stepped to the bow of the ship, faced Tu in the distance, and said, "What's in the coffin on your back?"

"Nothing."

Tu Lue fell silent and then said, "In my lifetime of practice, the only big defeat was at your hands. This has become my inner demon."

"This coffin is what I prepared for you."

"Kill you and bury you, and then you can kill my inner demon!"

"However, if you give me the Heavenly Hatred Sword, I can be lenient."

As he spoke, his eyes became more and more calm and calm, neither sad nor happy.

Wan Zitian's eyes shrank, and the calmer they became, the more dangerous Tu looked!

"The coffin prepared for me?" Su Yi was startled, then shook his head and chuckled, "Now I can roughly see that you are destined to be unable to kill this inner demon."