Li Yan was so angry that he laughed. In front of Seventh Princess Zhao Ying's carriage, he had decided to go all out for the sake of his face today.
Li Yan suddenly rushed forward and closed in on Su Ming, then lifted his hand and pointed at him. He said coldly,"What an arrogant young man, Lord Su. Your cultivation is only at the sixth level of the Xiantian realm. Those people in the martial arts world casually praised you and you became so arrogant that you don't know where to go. Humph, it seems that I have the obligation to teach you a lesson today!”
"However, the old Sima who threatened to teach me a lesson has already been dismembered by my sword qi!”Su Ming tilted his head with interest. A hint of mockery appeared at the corners of his lips, and there was an indescribable arrogance about him.
When he saw Su Ming's arrogant and defiant expression that was asking for a beating, the young general who led the twenty thousand heavily armored cavalrymen drew his three-foot-long sword from his waist with a whoosh and stood there with his sword in his hand, looking aggressive.
Within the carriage, Zhao Ying shook her head slightly, sighing with emotion at how reckless General Li was today.
Blue light shone in Su Ming's eyes. He formed a seal with his left hand and bowed slightly.
At this moment, he was like a swift cheetah, ready to attack at any time.
With a whoosh, Su Ming charged towards Li Yan and disappeared from his spot.
Li Yan could be considered a first-rate expert. His eyesight was not bad, but he could not keep up with Su Ming's speed. He only saw an afterimage charging towards him like lightning.
So fast! General Li was shocked, and there was a trace of disbelief on his face.
Instinctively, he raised his sword and stabbed at the afterimage, but it missed.
One move!
Li Yan felt a chill on his neck, and his scalp went numb. His widened eyes were filled with disbelief. He struggled to move his body and slowly turned around.
Looking at the handsome young man who was holding a sword against his neck behind his back, a grave expression finally appeared in Li Yan's eyes.
Su Ming was only at the sixth grade of the Xiantian realm, while he was already at the initial stage of the seventh grade. How could he be defeated in one move? This was simply too unbelievable!
For a moment, General Li felt like an idiot. He wanted to show off in front of the Seventh Princess, but he was slapped in the face.
"Whoosh." The Dragon Slaying Sword returned to its sheath.
Su Ming stretched out a finger nonchalantly and teased,"General Li, one move!"
After saying that, he drove the carriage towards Tingyu Tower on the south side of the city without looking back, ignoring the stunned cavalry soldiers in the field.
"Lord Su, you don't seem to like General Li?”A moment later, the Seventh Princess asked despite knowing the answer.
Su Ming shrugged nonchalantly and did not comment.
Zhao Ying fell into deep thought and remained silent. However, under the natural silk scarf, the Seventh Princess's lips curled into a playful arc.
After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Su Ming and the seventh princess, Zhao Ying, successfully arrived at Raindrop Tower.
Once the seventh princess got out of the carriage, Su Ming lifted his head and stared at the famous tower in the pugilistic world, which was famous throughout the entire world of martial artists.
Even though he had been mentally prepared, Su Ming was still shocked by the gigantic creature before him.
The sturdy and sharp building stood tall. Although the Raindrop Tower was only five stories high, each floor was extremely wide and could accommodate almost a thousand people. It was truly a divine workmanship that made people gasp in amazement.
Su Ming was slightly dumbfounded as he stared at the dense crowd of Jiang Hu guests below Rain Listening Tower.
He actually didn't know that his and Zhao Ying's whereabouts were now the focus of everyone's attention.
At that moment, almost everyone in Freedom Royal City knew that something big was going to happen today. A young man named Su Ming, Lord Su, had come from far away from the capital and was about to challenge Rain Listening Tower.
Naturally, this was also due to the spread of news and the secret promotion of King Xiaoyao's Mansion. The more spectators there were in the martial world, the louder the slap to the Yuanwu Imperial Court would be!
Looking at the handsome young man standing in front of the first floor of the Raindrop Tower, the local Jianghu guests in Freedom King City all scoffed with mocking expressions.
They did not think that this twenty-year-old kid could shake the powerful existence that was revered like a god in the hearts of martial artists.?
"I challenge the guardian of the first floor, Wang Wei!”Su Ming secretly activated his Qi and let out a loud shout. He then went straight to the point in front of Rain Listening Tower and challenged them.
His voice was imbued with inner force. It was powerful and penetrating. Almost everyone in Xiaoyao King City could hear his voice.
"Bang!"
The door to the first floor of the Rain-listening Building opened!
"Lord Su, come in. This old man, Wang Wei, has been waiting for a long time!”An old man's magnetic voice sounded. His voice was also augmented by internal energy.
Su Ming did not waste any time and walked quickly into the first floor.
After a moment, Su Ming saw an old man in a pale yellow robe and a scholar's hat in the middle of the hall.
There was an eye-catching red zither on the coffee table in front of him. This person was the guardian of the first floor of Raindrop Tower, Wang Wei, who was at the initial stage of the seventh grade of the Connate realm.
"Lord Su is a dragon among men, a young hero. He's only in his twenties, but he's already at the late-stage of the sixth grade of the Connate realm! I didn't want to fight with your sword soldiers, but it's really difficult for me to guard the tower.”Wang Wei's expression did not seem to be fake. There was a hint of helplessness in his expression.
Immediately, Wang Wei's eyes lit up as he said gently,"I have a song called '9th of September.' I got it by chance last year.”
Su Ming remained unmoved. He remained calm, but he did not say anything.
He couldn't underestimate the enemy, and he wouldn't.
After all, it had been two years, and it was impossible for the strength of the guards on every floor of Raindrops Tower to remain stagnant. Su Ming would never allow himself to be defeated in a ditch, even if he did not take Wang Wei, who was in the initial stage of the Seventh Stage, seriously.
Wang Wei waved his right hand, and the red zither immediately floated in front of the old man.
With a faint smile, he cast Su Ming a glance before starting to play the song,'Ninth of the Ninth Moon'.
The handsome young man holding the long sword did not move. He silently operated his sword technique to deal with the changes without changing.
"Alone in a foreign land, a stranger." The sound of the zither was heard.
Su Ming cursed in his heart, and his thoughts immediately drifted back to the world before he transmigrated.
He couldn't help but continue to listen to the lingering demonic sound, and the circulation of the true qi in his body was not as smooth as before.
What a sound wave attack. A hint of killing intent surged up in Su Ming's heart. Thus, he played along and slowly closed his eyes.
" I miss my family more during the festive season." Wang Wei played his ten fingers continuously, and the blood zither shone brightly.
A hint of a smile appeared at the corners of the old man's lips. He cast a glance at Su Ming without leaving a trace, only to see the latter standing in the hall with his eyes closed, as if he was immersed in the past and could not extricate himself from it.
Wang Wei thought in his heart that in just the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Su Ming would definitely be completely immersed in the demonic music played by the Scarlet Demon Zither and would be unable to extricate himself. At that time, his cultivation will definitely be dissipated by the demonic sound. At that time, he will definitely be in my bag. If I hand this person over to your highness, wouldn't that be a great merit?
At this moment, the spectators outside Loulou looked dejected. Sometimes they looked sad, sometimes they cried loudly, unable to extricate themselves.
Among the martial artists who came to watch the battle, there was no lack of first-rate experts at the sect master level.
However, what was shocking was that these sect master level existences were actually immersed in the decadent zither music, which showed how powerful the control of this demonic sound was.
The seventh princess, Zhao Ying, had long since circulated her energy to resist the strange zither music, but she still felt a little dizzy. She could not help but break out in cold sweat for Su Ming!
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