Su Yi stood still on the spot, his face kept calm, and he didn't even mean to dodge or defend.

"what happened?"

Hu Xiuyuan was a little dumbfounded.

The white-clothed men all attacked, why didn't Su Yi react at all?

"It turns out to be a guy who only brags."

The charming woman smiled contemptuously.

Before, Su Yi was crazy, she really thought that Su Yi was a strong man.

But when he saw that Su Yi didn't even move, he mistakenly thought that Su Yi was shocked by the man in white.

"Su Yi is going to play yin!"

Cao Qingqing sighed with emotion.

Su Yi fought small battles, and even went through dozens of life-and-death fights. He has extremely rich combat experience and how strong his mental qualities are.

A Jupa Realm Third Stage Practitioner still wants to shock Su Yi? It's ridiculous!

As for why Su Yi didn't move, although he couldn't figure it out, he could think of other means to deal with the man in white.

Unexpectedly, in fact, it is the same thing as playing Yin.

Seeing that Su Yi did not respond, the white-clothed man was stunned at first, but quickly recovered, holding the long sword straight at Su Yi's chest.

At this moment, a strange arc suddenly appeared on the corner of Su Yi's mouth.

However, between the eyebrows, an invisible whirlpool suddenly appeared.

Immediately, the soul power rushed out, and instantly wrapped the long sword of the white-clothed man.

"Um?"

The man in white noticed something wrong.

At this moment, he felt that the long sword was cut on a swamp.

Not to mention hacking Su Yi, even moving a minute is extremely difficult.

"what happened?"

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

They could see clearly that when the white-clothed man's long sword was about to hit Su Yi, he suddenly became extremely stagnant.

It feels like a pause for them.

It's too weird.

"Brother, what are you doing, hurry up and do it!"

The charming woman yelled anxiously to the man in white.

The man in white has a bitter look, of course he wants to do it, but he can't do it at all!

"what happened?"

The white-clothed man thought desperately, and a thought came to mind in Muran.

His complexion changed drastically, staring at Su Yi dumbfounded, and lost his voice: "You are a soul cultivator!"

Soul Lingxiu's attack methods have always been known for being weird. The reason is that the soul power is invisible, and there is no clue to it.

Moreover, he could also think that Su Yi's soul cultivation level must also be very powerful, at least reaching the level of the Third Stage of Soul Judgment Realm.

"You wake up a bit late."

Su Yi curled his mouth and slammed out a punch. There was a layer of electric light on his fist, and the thunder Spiritual Qi was released unexpectedly.

The white-clothed man couldn't react, and suffered a punch in the chest, like a cannonball, flying backwards.

In a blink of an eye, he flew more than a dozen meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

Then he opened his mouth and spouted a blood sword, his breath became extremely weak.

"Brother..."

The charming woman madly rushed to the white-clothed man.

"Is it a bit harder?"

Su Yi looked at own fist and murmured.

Although the punch just now did not use the [Fighting Tiger Tiangang Boxing], the force of the punch was close to 4,000 kilograms. With the help of Thunder Spiritual Qi, the lethality was still quite terrifying.

He was really worried that he would kill all the men in white with one punch.

After all, he still has a lot to ask the other person. Who else would he ask if he was killed?

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