The Autumn Water Sword in Qiu Yue's hand was no exception. He broke free and flew towards the latter.

Whoosh!

Si Xueyi raised her hand and grasped the flying Qiushui Sword.

Hum, the other swords were pulled by the sword intention, and at this moment they were strangely hovering in mid-air, as if time was forbidden.

Si Xueyi's other hand was not idle either. He activated the Vajra Demon Subduing Seal, reversed the wind and thunder, and immediately pulled Qing Lin in the distance and sat down next to him.

He held the opponent's wrist and thrust his sword into it.

In an instant, all the stubborn blood demons in Qing Lin's body were cut off, and the latter's face instantly turned rosy.

Like a withered flower coming to life.

Save people and seize swords, all in one go.

Si Xueyi put down the Qiu Shui Sword, drank a cup by himself, and said with a smile: "Don't ask me what I am, I am nothing. Let's go together, don't be ridiculous."

Facing the Bloody Hidden Palace that everyone was afraid of, Si Xueyi didn't panic at all.

After drinking all the wine in the glass, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disdain and arrogance.

It was only at this moment that the sword hovering in mid-air fell down with a clatter.

"Kill him!"

Qiu Yue shouted angrily, and many disciples from Xueyin Palace immediately surrounded him.

Si Xueyi was not in a hurry, she gently raised the back of her hand, and the chopsticks standing on the table rose into the air, and then flew out like a sharp sword.

He was very calm, drinking and taking action at the same time.

The chopsticks, blessed by the divine dragon's sword intention, forced the disciples of the Blood Hidden Palace completely unable to get close.

A few unlucky ones were stabbed between their eyebrows, and their heads were blown off on the spot.

Qing Lin's face, which had just regained some color, turned pale again with fright, and his body was trembling desperately.

Qiu Yue was furious and raised his hand to slap him from the air.

It is the famous trump card of Xueyin Palace, the Golden Flame Sword!

Seeing the long sword condensed with blood flames coming at him, Si Xueyi's eyes showed disappointment and he murmured: "It turns out that not everyone's golden flame swords are golden."

This golden flame knife reminded him of an old friend, an old friend who almost forced him into a desperate situation.

Si Xueyi put down the wine glass, put her fingers together, and hung them in the air.

boom!

The divine dragon swordsmanship scattered in all directions quickly gathered together, and the long sword of blood flame seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. It could no longer get even half an inch closer to Si Xueyi.

Before Qiu Yue could be shocked, Si Xueyi smiled faintly, and with a loud bang, the blood flame sword shattered into pieces and flew away in all directions.

Suddenly there was a loud noise and the tavern hall became a mess.

"You can't do it!"

Si Xueyi smiled and then said: "I will also give you a sword."

He put his fingers together and stabbed forward. The invisible sword intention evolved into a beam of bright sword light and whizzed away. The sword light was surrounded by a constantly circling dragon shadow.

Phew!

Qiu Yue barely blocked it, but was still thrown away and hit the wall of the Stone House Tavern.

The other monks in the tavern were all shocked.

From the beginning to the end, Si Xueyi never really moved and sat at the wine table.

While talking and laughing, he forced this ruthless man who was ranked among the top 300 on the Dragon Ranking into a dilemma and manipulated him in the palm of his hand.

When Qiu Yue fell, blood stains spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Si Xueyi in disbelief: "Who are you?"

Si Xueyi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Si Xueyi, Si Xueyi of the Holy Academy."

The monks in the hall were suddenly in an uproar, and their hearts were beating crazily.
Chapter completed!