Chapter 375

No one would feel comfortable being targeted by an ambitious hero like Shangguan Jinhong.

"Interesting, I didn't expect there to be so many top-notch swordsmen in the world."

Yan Shisan said with full excitement.

"Each generation has its own talents, Brother Yan, let's go upstairs too."

Xie Xiaofeng also sighed.

Seeing so many young Sword Dao talents with his own eyes, he truly felt that his era had ended.

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen poured another glass of wine, sipping it while listening to the discussions below.

Until the discussions gradually faded, he cleared his throat.

But he didn't expect that before he could speak, there was another uproar at the door.

The Jianghu heroes looked in the direction of the sound, all showing shock.

They saw an old swordsman with a rugged face carrying a burly man, walking into the lobby step by step.

All over his body, he exuded a sword intent that was as solid as substance, cold and bone-chilling.

Bai Zhantang, who was guarding the door, didn't even dare to get close, and could only watch from afar as the old swordsman approached the white jade platform.

Ye Gucheng, who was still standing at the main intersection, was also stunned at this moment.

He was very arrogant, and his sword intent was stronger than this old swordsman's, but when he saw the person on the old swordsman's back, he couldn't help but tremble.

The number one Sword God of the West Sea, Ye Gucheng, also retreated a few steps with the crowd, giving way.

"Boom!"

The old swordsman walked to the white jade platform without obstruction and knelt down directly, saying forcefully:

"Xue Yiren pays respects to Mr. Su, begging Mr. Su to save the life of Hero Yan."

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue boiled.

Xue Yiren!

Seventh-ranked Sword God, Master of Xue Family Villa, Xue Yiren!

No one expected that this second Sword God, who had sealed his sword and retired after Xie Xiaofeng faked his death, would also come to the Tongfu Inn.

And what shocked everyone the most was the man on Xue Yiren's back.

It was the number one Sword God of the previous generation in the Great Ming Jianghu, the Invincible Divine Sword, Yan Nantian!

At this moment, the entire lobby became solemn, and countless gazes were fixed on the burly and insane man on Xue Yiren's back.

Anyone could see his strength.

The bulging muscles on his arms declared that he possessed terrifying power.

At the same time, anyone could see his weakness.

His eyes were rolled upwards, revealing a lot of whites, and his whole body had countless purple-blue bruises, clearly poisoned deeply.

Third-floor private room.

Yao Yue narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice: "It is indeed Yan Nantian."

"I didn't expect that Yan Nantian, who was invincible in the Jianghu back then, would fall to such a state."

Lian Xing couldn't help but sigh.

Just as the two were talking, hundreds more people rushed into the lobby.

These people, without exception, all knelt in front of the white jade platform, saying loudly: "Please Mr. Su, save the life of Hero Yan, we are willing to repay you with our lives."

"Mr. Su, Hero Yan's poison has entered his lungs and is about to invade his heart."

"Please use your supernatural powers to save him."

Xue Yiren spoke again.

He had never asked anyone for help in his life; this was the first time he had bowed his head to others.

Heroes cherish heroes, Sword Gods respect Sword Gods.

He did not want a great swordsman like Yan Nantian to fall so gloomily.

His sincere attitude moved everyone in the lobby, and the swordsmen knelt down one after another, saying loudly:

"Please Mr. Su, save him!"

"Please Mr. Su, save him!"

"Please Mr. Su, save him!"

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen looked at Yan Nantian, pondered for a moment, and said plainly:

"Yan Nantian has been a hero all his life, willing to go through fire and water for his brothers, he is truly a righteous man, worthy of Su extending his life."

"Take this Nine-Turn Jade Dew Pill and let him take it."

As the voice fell, he flicked his finger and sent out a Nine-Turn Jade Dew Pill.

This was a top-quality healing pill drawn from a Golden Lottery Card, with infinite efficacy.

As long as there was one breath left, it could bring the dead back to life.

"Thank you, Mr. Su."

Xue Yiren said with extreme excitement, took the spirit pill, and directly helped Yan Nantian take it.

This Nine-Turn Jade Dew Pill was indeed miraculous, and the moment it entered his abdomen, it immediately turned into rolling energy and surged into his limbs and bones.

The purple-blue poison marks on Yan Nantian's hands and arms disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, making all the onlookers dumbfounded.

Such a magical healing spirit pill, they had only seen it in their lives.

"He's alive! The poison in Hero Yan's body has been completely cleared."

Xue Yiren exclaimed in disbelief after checking.

"Take him into the private room to heal, he will recover within three days."

Su Chen waved his hand, showing the demeanor of a master.

"Mr. Su is righteous, Xue admires you."

"If there is any errand in the future, just say the word, Xue will not refuse even if it's a mountain of knives or a sea of fire."

Xue Yiren bowed solemnly, then carried Yan Nantian to the third floor.

The onlookers sighed, another Sword God had bowed under Mr. Su's door.

How powerful Mr. Su's influence was now, they didn't dare to imagine.

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen coughed lightly, unfolded his Autumn Moon fan, and said loudly: "The lecture officially begins now."

This sentence immediately pulled everyone's attention back.

In the third-floor private room.

Afei said loudly: "I know, one of the Sword Immortals must be the Sword-Eating Ancestor, Sui Xiegu!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately received the response of the swordsmen.

Since Su Chen announced that he would comment on the three Sword Immortals of the Spring and Autumn, there had been much discussion in the Jianghu about who these three were.

Among them, the Sword-Eating Ancestor, Sui Xiegu, was one of the popular figures.

This ancestor was extremely domineering, living by eating swords, and the more famous the sword, the more he liked it.

And the two disciples he taught were also very famous.

One was Sword Nine Huang, who fought Wang Xianzhi on the top of Wudicheng, forcing Wang Xianzhi to fight with both hands, dying of exhaustion, and not falling even in death.

One was the Sword Emperor of Western Shu, who occupied ninety percent of the Sword Dao luck of Western Shu, guarding the city gate alone, burning the last trace of sword intent, the monarch and minister died at the city gate, the swordsman died in the Jianghu.

He once borrowed swords in Spring and Autumn on the top of Wudicheng, piercing the clouds for ten thousand miles to kill the great demon Han Shengxuan, saving the Prince's life.

Such a person, no matter how you count it, can be called a Sword Immortal, right?

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen smiled slightly, shook his Autumn Moon fan lightly, and said slowly:

"The Sword-Eating Ancestor, Sui Xiegu, is not one of the three great Sword Immortals of the Spring and Autumn."

"Although in sword technique and sword intent, Sui Xiegu is the best in the world, not losing to any Sword Immortal." ===== CHAPTER 377 =====