Chapter 599: : Holy Mountain disciple.

Su Yi knows that it has been a month since entering the Shenjian Valley. The elders of Su seem to have been screaming at the Shenjian Gate, but Yun Lingfeng has not been punished. It is only three years.
These punishments are nothing at all.
call
Su Yishen spit out a sigh of relief, and could not help but have a taste of tea.
Hey, this kid is so strange, actually carrying a broken sword!
Suddenly, a voice came, and a drunk middle-aged staggered toward Su Yi.
When you look at it in middle age, you know that you have drunk more wine, your eyes are red, and you are drunk.
Su Yi is embarrassed, and the soul power is under the guise. This middle-aged is only an ordinary repairer, and the Yuan soul is repaired to a level.
A drunkard, Su Yi did not want to pay attention, got up and left.
The kid is standing, this is the Casting City. You are carrying such a broken sword to us. Is it to look down on us? Su Yi got up, but the middle age was not forgiving, and he was about to pull to Su Yi.
Su Yi's face was slightly sunken, and his feet swept at his feet, and he suddenly turned away from the traces.
Oh, it turned out to be a trainer. The middle-aged was not completely drunk, and his eyes changed suddenly. He shook his arms in an instant, and suddenly he grabbed his shoulder toward Su Yi.
I am not the object of your alcoholism, you are looking for the wrong person!
Su Yi’s eyes were completely gloomy, and a punch directly hit the past.
puff
The two are tightly collided, and the middle-aged is a direct blow of blood from the mouth, and suddenly it flies down the corner.
what
A scream, the middle age is completely awake, and his eyes wide open.
In this scene, the audience was suddenly silent, and the eyes of the Tao were staring at Su Yi’s body, which changed greatly.
And a few middle-aged people who were drunk with middle-aged people, at this moment, they all changed their faces. After a short while, some people went to the middle of the drunken middle-aged.
The silence was all over the place, and the people who were doing it suddenly became silent. Everyone knows that such a young boy who looks like a young man is extraordinary.
In the corner position, a figure with a bow and a drink, his head covered with a robe cap, and slightly looked up at Su Yi, and then continued to bow down to drink alone, just like everything around him has nothing to do with him.
Su Yi did not pay attention to the drunk middle age, and the door was about to leave.
What casts the sword city, there is no decent sword, or drink a bar!
At this moment, there was a sound coming from outside the wine cellar, and then several figures pushed the door and crossed with Su Yi.
Kid, no long eyes, you hit me!
A cold drink, a faint gaze stared at Su Yi's body.
Su Yi looked straight and looked forward to the four teenagers. They were almost the same age as themselves. The biggest one was only 17 or 18 years old. They were well dressed and temperamental, but their attitude was not flattering.
Suddenly looked at these four teenagers, Su Yi is also secretly surprised, from his clothing point of view, is definitely not a disciple of the Excalibur, nor is it from the general mountain gate, but the breath of the body is even more so that Su Yi is different These four youngsters are extraordinary, and the disciples among the Shenjianmen are afraid that they are somewhat inferior.
The door is facing out, one side, I pushed the door and did not hit you, the next time I speak politely.
Su Yi is by no means the kind of person who has been insulted for no reason. This is to add some uncomfortable feelings in the heart. No matter what kind of identity these teenagers are, they are not polite.
Those teenagers are not in the heart, and a teenager who is similar in age is dare to talk back. Even if it is in the mountain gate, no one dares to speak to them, let alone this is outside, or this small Small cast sword city.
Hey, I didn’t expect the kid to be so arrogant. Are you a disciple of Shenjianmen? A few teenagers paused in the footsteps and did not retreat at the door of the wine cellar. Their eyes were fixed on Su Yi’s body. A teenager in the yellow robes asked, with a cold eyes.
I am not a disciple of the sword, I have nothing to do with you, it is best not to provoke me, otherwise I promise you will regret it! Su Yi faintly replied.
Kid, it’s really arrogant, even if you are a disciple of the Excalibur, how is it, in front of us, still honest. A glimpse of the young man in the robes of Huang Yi, then the complexion was completely gloomy.
The younger brother counts, this is the Shenjian Gate after all, we just come out to breathe, don’t make extra branches, otherwise
One of the oldest teenagers suddenly said that the young man in the yellow robes said that he stepped out and waved at Su Yi and said: Go.
Su Yi's eyes were calm, and a few teenagers swept away and turned away.
Hey, if this kid is lucky, I really think that the Sword Gate is something.
The disciple of Shenjian is vulnerable, but Err, lazy!
The sword gate is in front of my holy mountain, and the is not!
The young man in the robes of Huang Yi licked his mouth and looked at the back of Su Yi’s face. He wanted to start, but he was dragged. He had to bear it. This time the elders deliberately had an account, don’t make extra money, or else go back. Was punished.
The other teenagers are also a faint cold road. This time, they came to many younger generations of disciples. On the one hand, they have long experience. On the other hand, they are also looking around for a slap in the face. The accompanying brothers and sisters are in the Shenjianmen. And the peers of Shenjianmen also played against each other. From the final result, the disciples of the sword towers in the Shenjianmen are only good in the first few, and the others are quite different. Compared to the holy mountain.
These days they were bored at the Excalibur Gate. They walked around and finally got rid of the few Shenjian disciples who accompanied them. They saw this sword city and thought they could find a few handles. The sword, I never thought that this so-called sword-casting city had nothing, and there was no sword that could be seen.
Holy mountain
Su Yi, who turned away, stopped and stopped, his footsteps were stagnant, and his figure turned his head and looked at the teenagers. He asked: Are you a disciple of the Holy Mountain?
Inside the wine cellar, the figure of a single drinker, at the moment seems to be hearing the son of Mount Shengshan, and once again looked up and looked at the cloak, covering the face, can not see the face.
Disciple of the Holy Mountain!
It was the people in the wine cellar who heard the word "Holy Mountain" and changed their faces one by one.
Where is the holy mountain? Who can not know the whole Zhongzhou? It is the most powerful force in the whole of Zhongzhou. In this sword-casting city, even if it is a disciple facing the Excalibur Gate, the people of Jianjiancheng should also respect it. What's more, it is the disciple of the Holy Mountain, which is a huge existence compared to the Excalibur.
Hey, I know, Grandpa has spared you today, and I am not going to give it to me!