The man walked out of the divine light. He had a white complexion and a handsome face. At first glance, he was clearly a young man in his early twenties, but his eyebrows were frosty white and his hair was silver, making him look more like an immortal. He frowned slightly and looked at Su Jian.
Tan Tai Jing Yue could no longer control the awe in her heart and knelt on the ground.
Su Jian swallowed his saliva, his hands trembling slightly. He was once known as the Demon Lord in the martial arts world, and this time he was even better than the contemporary master, the Pistol Saint King Yi. However, in front of this white-haired man, he felt inexplicably nervous. Although the man's tone was calm, there was an indescribable sense of oppression, which Su Baiyi could not feel. Only when one is stronger can one feel the absolute oppression of this realm.
"What's the name?" the man asked.
Su Jian could only say it again: "I, the descendant Su Jian, pay my respects to the ancestor."
"Ancestor? Am I really old?" The man touched his chin, his tone seemed somewhat dissatisfied.
"He looks like a young man, neither old nor young." Su Jian said hurriedly.
Su Baiyi had a look of disdain on his face. How could this Demon Lord, who could suppress most of the martial arts world with a wave of his sword, become a flatterer
"You are over 200 years old, so you must be old." The man scratched his head and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "My name is Su Suomo. Although I am several generations older than you, don't call me ancestor. Just call me Master Su Shan."
Su Jian was stunned: "Mountain Master?"
"I am the master of Kunlun Mountain. Is there any problem with calling me that?" Su Sumo asked.
Su Jian shook his head: "I don't dare."
"Are you here to look for me? Why didn't Su Han come? He promised me that he would come here to take over my place in thirty years, but now the time has not come and he hasn't come either. What are you doing here?"
Su Baiyi stepped forward and replied, "Master, my father died in battle on the shores of the South China Sea more than ten years ago."
"Killed in battle?" Su Suomo shouted in a low voice. A strong wind blew up, and large chunks of snow fell from the snowy mountain behind him. "He has learned all the martial arts of our Su family. In such a big world, who can kill him?"
"The person who killed him was called Lu Xuanshui." Su Baiyi said in a deep voice.
"Lü Xuanshui? The coast of the South China Sea?" Su Suomo frowned slightly. "Are they the Lu clan members in the south? Did they betray the Four-Directions Agreement?"
"Yes." Su Baiyi nodded. "The Lu family no longer wants to be the wandering guardians of the South China Sea, but wants to become the master of this continent. More than ten years ago, the Yingzhou Fairy Island was on the shore of the South China Sea, bringing a catastrophe to the martial arts world. My father Su Han led the major factions in the martial arts world to form the Weilong Alliance to fight against them. In the end, although they were repelled, he unfortunately died..."
"The Lu family." Su Sumo looked at Su Baiyi, and suddenly a murderous look flashed in his eyes.
"Be careful!" Su Jian pushed Su Baiyi away, then swung his palm forward fiercely.
With a loud bang, Su Jian was forced to retreat more than ten steps. However, Su Suomo still stood there steadily, not only did he not draw his sword, he did not even raise his hand. But Su Baiyi clearly felt an extremely powerful sword intention just now.
Su Jian coughed heavily a few times: "Why did the mountain master suddenly take action?"
"You two, one of you is using the internal martial arts method of the Western Ye family, the Extinction Divine Art, and the other is a ghost immortal body made by the Lu family, and you both told me your surname is Su?" Su Suomo sneered, "Do you really think that I have been on Kunlun for so long that I know nothing about the outside world?"
"I did learn the Extinction Divine Art, and because of it, I broke off relations with my family." Su Jian glanced at Su Baiyi again, "But the ghost immortal body you mentioned... we really don't know what you mean."
"I don't know what you mean, so I will answer with my sword." Su Suomo stretched out a finger, and saw the flying snow slowly condensed beside his finger into a miniature sword.
Su Jian said in a deep voice: "It is a great honor for us to have the sword given by the mountain master."
"What luck? You are seriously injured and I can't fight you. If you strike me with this sword, both you and I will die." Su Baiyi said in a low voice.
Su Jian shook his head: "I am already dead. Mountain Master, I have a request. If I die, please take this little brother with me back to Kunlun Mountain. The two of us are indeed members of the Su family, and he is the descendant of Su Han. He will take over the entire Su family in the future."
"What do you mean you are dead?" Su Baiyi was stunned.
"To take my sword, it depends on whether you are qualified." Su Suomo waved his hand, and the small sword condensed from flying snow in his hand flew towards Su Jian. Su Suomo seemed to be deliberately showing his strength. The sword came out very slowly, but with every inch it came out, the power of the snow sword increased.
Su Jian stretched out his hand to grab Su Baiyi's Jun Yu Sword, but the Jun Yu Sword was unsheathed in advance. Su Baiyi used up the last bit of internal strength in his body and swung at the snow sword.
A flash of cold light appeared.
Tian Ning sword technique!
Su Suomo's pupils shrank slightly. He put his hands behind his back and smiled, "Your internal strength is ridiculously poor. How can you manage the Su family like this? But you have learned swordsmanship well, and you have some of your father's aura."
The snow sword turned into flying snow again, and under the extremely cold sword energy of the Tian Ning Sword, it condensed into ice particles and fell to the ground, and the strong sense of oppression also dissipated. Su Baiyi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Su Suomo: "Mountain Master? Are you willing to believe our identities?"
"The Tian Ning Sword Technique is a sword technique that only the Su clan can practice. Because the sword force is extremely cold, people who don't have our Su bloodline will be unable to swing a single sword because their Qi and blood are blocked when practicing the Tian Ning Sword Technique." Su Suomo smiled gently, "What's more, you and that kid Su Han look a lot alike."
Su Baiyi smiled bitterly and said, "Then you are still testing us, Senior."
"Let's go. I can't stay here too long. Come back to Kunlun with me." Su Sumo turned around.
Su Baiyi asked in confusion: "Only me?"
"You want to take that little girl with you? Believe me, with her body condition, she will become a frozen corpse before we reach Kunlun Mountain." Su Sumo shook his head.
"No, I mean..." Su Baiyi looked at Su Jian.
But Su Jian didn't seem surprised by Su Suomo's words. He smiled at Su Baiyi and said, "I can only go this far."
Su Suomo sighed softly: "It's rare that you can come here. Logically speaking, you should have died a long time ago."
Su Jian shook his head: "I traveled thousands of miles just to strike that sword, but all I got was a word from the mountain master saying that I didn't get the true teachings. I feel a little regretful."
“I didn’t get the true teachings, that’s all I mean. But since you and Su Han have nothing to do with each other, this sword is just yours, but speaking from this sword.” Su Suomo said loudly, “You have walked out of your own path!”