Chapter 416 The Secret Realm of Vintage Clothing Is Opened!

Because Su Ming restrained his aura, his clothes were tattered, and he looked like he was not at a high level.

Therefore, everyone had evil thoughts about his equipment and skills.

Su Ming was very clear-sighted and had a thorough understanding of human nature.

Those cultivators who seemed to want to team up with him just wanted to find an opportunity to be alone with him, secretly kill him, and take away the sword skills that might exist on him.

The cruelty of human hearts is bloody.

The sword cultivator restrains the demon race, which is the most coveted path of cultivation for all cultivators in this Shushan copy.

Naturally, it is easy to attract people's covetousness.

"What if I use a sword? What if I don't use a sword?"

Su Ming looked around coldly.

"What does it have to do with you?" His voice was calm, without any waves.

After that, he deliberately suppressed his cultivation and released the aura of a half-step venerable realm!

Boom!

The surrounding cyclone spread, and several people were shocked back several steps.

"Half...half-step venerable!?" People were shocked.

"And he is a half-step venerable who uses a sword!?" Everyone took a breath of cold air.

Sword cultivators are rare and almost extinct.

Most of the cultivators here are young and fearless.

But such a young person can actually reach the level of half-step venerable! ?

At this moment, everyone no longer despises Su Ming.

Even vaguely, there is a little fear.

"Half-step venerable!?"

"He has such strength at this age, and his talent is terrifying. He is already on par with the saints of the ten major sects."

"Could it be...he is really the saint of a sect, showing up for the first time?"

People were shocked and thought to themselves.

After releasing his strength, no one dared to despise Su Ming anymore. The guys who pretended to form a team before couldn't help swallowing their saliva and retreated into the crowd.

In their eyes, there flashed a few inconspicuous complex expressions like surviving a disaster.

They didn't know that this person was a half-step venerable before, and they wanted to form a team to secretly kill people and steal treasures.

Now it seems that once they really find an opportunity to take action, they will be the ones to die.

"Humph, half-step venerable, so what?"

"Impossible, he can't be a sword cultivator..."

"Sword cultivators have long been extinct."

After calming down, several people still looked at him secretly and said.

There were also several masters in the half-step venerable realm in the crowd. After sensing Su Ming's aura, they looked over.

People's eyes were different.

There were murderous intentions, fears, and scrutiny.

Among these people, there were old and young.

The strongest among them was the 68-year-old Poison Fang Taoist.

In addition, there were also several saints and saints from major sects who participated in this secret realm.

Their cultivation level was also half-step venerable.

Luo Ping, dressed in red, felt the aura of Su Ming's half-step venerable, but she was not afraid at all.

Instead, she showed a sneer.

"Hmph, idiot..." she whispered.

"Exposing your cultivation in advance can indeed shock some people now, but it will only attract more attention later."

"Even at the half-step venerable realm, you are not invincible." She smiled coldly, with sarcasm towards Su Ming in her eyes.

She just shouted that Su Ming was a sword cultivator to attract everyone's attention.

Her purpose was to let the cultivators present notice this person in advance, so as to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

For her senior brother, to eliminate this strong competitor for the secret treasure in advance.

Now that the other party has revealed his true cultivation, he has fallen into her trap.

Next to Luo Ping stood a black-haired young man in red.

His face was cold and somewhat feminine. He stood with his hands behind his back and a black iron dagger on his waist.

There was endless arrogance between his eyebrows.

He was the strongest disciple of the Blood Evil Sect in this generation, known as the invincible killer in the half-step venerable realm, Zhong Zhi.

"Hmph, carrying a sword box on his back, pretending to be a ghost." He curled his lips slightly and showed a faint smile.

"It's so easy to show his cultivation. It seems that he only has an empty realm and has no practical experience."

"He can't be a sword cultivator. He is just bluffing."

"This boy is not worth worrying about." He said proudly.

Luo Ping nodded, smiling charmingly.

"Hehe, with your strength, you are naturally not worth worrying about."

With Zhong Zhi's strength, if he were placed in a righteous sect, he would definitely be a saint.

However, the Blood Evil Sect is an evil sect, and there are not so many floating titles.

His title is very simple.

As the strongest cultivator of the younger generation of the Blood Evil Sect, the world calls him a killer!

His strength is naturally comparable to that of the righteous saint.

Su Ming's eyes stared calmly at Luo Ping and Zhong Zhi.

Among them, there was a murderous intent as calm and restrained as water, which made people shudder.

In his previous life, Su Ming spent more than a year, and after finally making a name for himself in the Blood Evil Sect, he was also suppressed by the killer Zhong Zhi.

Although they were disciples of the same sect, the Blood Evil Sect was indeed an evil sect, and the elders and the head of the sect allowed their disciples to be bullied.

If Su Ming had not wanted the Blood Evil Sect's skills, he would not have joined such a sect.

Luo Ping smiled faintly.

The next second, she suddenly felt a murderous gaze staring at her, as if she was being stabbed in the back.

She turned her head subconsciously and was instantly shocked by Su Ming's eyes.

Her expression froze instantly.

Su Ming's eyes were too terrifying.

Although Su Ming did not speak, his face was extremely calm.

But she felt that the murderous intent hidden in those eyes was even deeper than that of the elders... no, the headmaster.

She turned her head suddenly.

"How is this possible?!" She was filled with a huge wave of emotion, staring at the ground, whispering to herself.

She was a disciple of the Blood Evil Sect, and she had originally learned the killing technique, so she was most sensitive to killing intent.

However, even her senior brother, Zhong Zhi, who was a killer, did not have such pure murderous aura.

For a moment, she felt as if she had offended someone she shouldn't have offended?

"Junior sister, what's wrong?" Zhong Zhi looked indifferent, and had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

"No... It's okay." Luo Ping forced a smile and said.

It must be an illusion... an illusion.

She comforted herself in her heart.

Boom boom boom!

A loud noise was heard, and the giant mountain in front of them suddenly cracked open a big mouth, and then a huge stone door appeared in front of everyone and slowly opened.

"The secret realm is open!" Everyone was excited.

"Finally..."

People activated their skills and almost rushed out.

But those who had experience chose to stand still, staring at the darkness inside the stone gate with a solemn look.

"This secret realm is extremely dangerous. Every time it is opened, less than one-fifth of the people who enter can come out!"

"If anyone gets anxious first and rushes in rashly, he will go to his death."

"Be sure to wait outside first and see the situation..."

People's voices were not finished.

But they saw a figure, with black and white footprints flowing under his feet, rushing in in an instant!

It was Su Ming!

Wan Wu followed closely behind.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"He is...the sword cultivator just now?"