Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1069 - 636: Thousand Miles Arrow, Hundred-Meter Kill! (chipona + He’s Jade)

Chapter 1069: Chapter 636: Thousand Miles Arrow, Hundred-Meter Kill! (chipona + He’s Jade)

Among them, Yuwen Huaji, Yuwen Shiji, and Yuwen Zhiji are all sons of Yuwen Shu, listed among the masters of the Yuwen Clan, holding the principal authority of the lineage, with Yuwen Huaji being the most prominent representative and the greatest figure in officialdom.

Now, just from the Yuwen elite, four masters have arrived!

On the street, people drinking forgot their drinks, those having tea let it cool, those sharpening knives and swords have already grabbed their weapons and leaped out of the tavern and wine shop, jumping onto the rooftops one by one.

Their eyes burning, staring at the person on the rooftop.

Turks master hovering in the sky.

The woman has not said a word from the beginning, the male swordsman’s hands hang by his wide green robe.

Sui Yi looked at Yuwen Huaji, her gaze deep, as if the Shanglong Pass behind him meant nothing.

Her eyes, deep as the sea.

With a reverse sleeve, a thin Longevity Formula appeared in her hand.

The characters on it clearly announce to everyone present — the Longevity Formula you all desire is right here.

All gazes fixated intensely on the small secret manual.

Is this the Longevity Formula?

The Longevity Formula truly exists in this world!

Xie Hui looked surprised, not shocked by the existence of the Longevity Formula, for Song Que had said apart from the elusive War God’s Atlas, the Sword Canon and Heavenly Demon Strategy are undeniably real, so naturally, the Longevity Formula must exist too.

Exist it does.

Only did not expect her to take it out.

Truly intending to exchange.

Yuwen Huaji was already exultant, couldn’t help but step forward.

"Sever your right hand’s meridians and bring the Longevity Formula up to me!"

Such a demand is simply horrifying, relying solely on having a hostage, even though Yuwen Huaji initially wasn’t entirely convinced the hostage was useful.

Now it seems extremely useful!

Bring it up? Sever meridians?

Sui Yi lowered her head, looking at her right hand wrist, left hand fingers slightly tightening around the Longevity Formula.

It was then.

Boom!

Domineering and vicious palm wind suddenly rose from the street!

Han Gaitian!

Dragon King hadn’t struck for many years, and whenever he did, it concerned faction matters, while now it’s about every martial artist and even the wish of the people under the heavens — that supreme unrivaled martial arts and immortality!

They cared not about the grudges and rivalries between Sui Yi and Yuwen Huaji, nor whether there’s an innocent Wei Zhenzhen involved.

World’s secret treasure, only the capable may claim it!

Hand over the Longevity Formula!

Han Gaitian’s martial arts are domineering and valiant, like a wild dragon in the water, the palm sweeping through the air as if a dragon’s claw, rising and slashing down, aiming at Sui Yi’s head!

Damn, he got the first move!

Many martial artists, already with hearts full of greed, felt regret, yet a large number drew knives and swords with clangs.

In that instant, sword and blade light flashed.

Those on the sixth floor deeply regretted, they hadn’t expected the swordsman wouldn’t even come up to Liuxiang Building, thus leaving them so far from the Longevity Formula.

"Let Han Gaitian seize an advantage" someone muttered.

A tall, thin, bald man touched his head, planning to go downstairs, but reckoned there must be a showdown between the swordsman and Yuwen Huaji, sooner or later they would come upstairs.

On the other side, the charming girl locked her gaze, ignoring Han Gaitian’s prowess, but tangled more by: "That person actually brought the Longevity Formula... what kind of woman is Wei Zhenzhen?"

To her, if a peerless swordsman willingly brought a secret manual that shook the world to such a dangerous banquet,

she must be peerlessly beautiful, and must have moved the swordsman deeply.

A person moved by love won’t be a bad person.

It is rather Yuwen Huaji who is notoriously evil.

The woman raised her eyebrows, suddenly hopeful that the swordsman could escape.

Win? Probably impossible.

Not to mention Yuwen Huaji, even Han Gaitian and others were not easy to handle, like now...

The Turks master in the sky frowned.

This Han Gaitian’s strength was far superior to his own, if within minor grandmasters there were degrees of first, second, third rate, he was third rate, this Han Gaitian was at least a second-rate peak.

As for this swordsman yet to reveal his name but causing him constant distress, he should belong to second-rate minor grandmaster.

Facing the seasoned and fierce Han Gaitian, perhaps...

That second.

Sui Yi closed her palm, Longevity Formula tucked in her sleeve, and her left hand moved, meeting a palm.

Boom!

Palms collided, Sui Yi’s hand was disguised, but it still appeared too slender and long compared to the staunch bones of Han Gaitian’s pure masculine hand.

At the moment the palms met.

A loud sound, intense inner strength surged out, the fierce aura resembling two fan-shaped giant waves.