The 290th totem

In the vast continent of Azeroth, Su Yan had already left the Fire Blade Clan. A group of tiger-headed men slowly breathed a sigh of relief. This human swordsman entered the tribe in an invincible posture. No one in the tribe could resist, which was undoubtedly scary.

"Clan leader, there is no need for us living tribes to fear him at all. Why do you have to compromise?" Behind the old tiger-headed man, a sword master asked calmly. The seven sword masters of the Fire Blade clan, even if they are not Su Yan's opponents, if they add up, it should be no problem to defeat Su Yan.

"He is a silent sorcerer, and I can feel the throbbing deep in his bloodline." The tiger-headed man said slowly, with a strange color on his face. He didn't know how strong his bloodline abilities were for a silent sorcerer who could temper his sword skills to the level of a master. But at least it wouldn't be weaker than sword skills.

"Sir, why did you give him the title of Sword Saint?" The Master of Swordsman was still a little puzzled. The title of Sword Saint is the glory of the Fire Blade Clan, and it is not just glory.

"The people of the Fire Blade Clan cannot repay him, so they can naturally let other people deal with him. A sword saint title is enough to let swordsmen from all over the world flock to the crowd." This is the Tiger Head Man's plan, of course, it is just one of them.

Open plots are open and upright strategies. Even if such strategies are seen through, many people cannot refuse. As for Su Yan, he will not refuse. If you want to increase your reputation, you will not be able to get the title of Sword Saint. Moreover, killing masters can also obtain the blessing of wisdom, which Su Yan cannot ask for.

"So why did the adults hand over the totem of our clan to him?"

"I'm winning the trust"

The tiger-headed man said slowly, the human swordsman was still too young. If he wanted to provoke the Fire Blade clan, he had to be prepared to receive enough punishment.

On the earth, the afterglow of the sun gradually set. Just two hours after Su Yan came out of the Fire Blade Clan, the weather had turned dark. Azeroth's time changed faster than the earth, and the night was longer. Frowning and brows, Su Yan knew that he had to endure the night for more than twenty hours.

"Bayan, raise the totem higher. The glory of the titled Sword Saint must shine on the entire Azeroth." Behind Su Yan, a lame tiger-headed man was Bayan who was dying by Su Yan's invincible killing. At this time, Bayan's arms, legs and feet were broken, but it was a little different from the break of the forward turn. At least, in order to facilitate him to carry the totem, Su Yan took his broken limbs back.

"Yes, Lord Sword Saint"

With his head down, Bayan's face showed a hint of unwillingness, and was defeated by others and then disabled. In the end, he was taken out of the Fire Blade Clan by this human being. Such an end was extremely aggrieved.

"Humans, this is the totem of the Fire Blade Clan. With this, people in the world will recognize your qualification as a swordsman." When they were in the tribe, the tiger-headed man took out two tall flags.

"Is this the totem of the Fire Blade Clan?" A hint of curiosity appeared on his face. Su Yan compared this totem with the two totems behind the Sword Saint in his memory, but he forgot what the totem behind the Sword Saint looked like.

"Okay. I don't have time to get this totem." Su Yan took the totem but shook his head and refused. Just when the tiger-headed man was anxious, Su Yan threw two flags to Bayan.

"But if he is there, these two totems will not be a problem."

Yes, it's that simple. Just to resist these two totems, Bayan was sent out by the Fire Blade Clan. None of the Fire Blade Clan objected, and a disabled swordsman master no longer had much value in use. Most importantly, the clan leader tacitly agreed to Su Yan's behavior.

Thinking of this, Bayan's face turned pale, and the flag in his hand also shaking a little. The broken leg that had just been attached also felt severe pain at this time. With a cry of pain, Bayan inserted the flag to the ground.

"What? The Master of Swordsman can't even raise two totem flags? I remember that Yoneruo was carrying two flags behind him." Su Yan looked at the man behind him and said coldly.

"Yonieruo is Yoneruo, I am me"

He snorted coldly, even in Su Yan's hands, Bayan's temper still did not improve, and he directly pushed back with a tough stern move.

"If you hold your flag well, I will consider curing your legs." A mysterious color appeared on your face, and Su Yan made a promise to the kendo master in front of him.

"Can you really do it?" A bright look appeared on his face. Bayan was very excited. If he could recover from a useless person to the past, he would do whatever he said.

"certainly!"

There is no need for Su Yan to lie. Su Yan has already tested the effect of the Shangqing technique on Bayan's body, but the last test was to connect the other party's broken limbs.

"Humanity, I hope you can say it and do it." After a deep look at Su Yan, Bayan continued to raise the flag high, and two swordsman flag totems fluttered in the air.

These are two flags, divided into two sides, with two lines of text written on it, the line on the left is "Qiongji Sword Dao", and the line on the right is "Feng Feng Sword Saint."

The two lines of words flashed with strange light, supplemented by strange totem appearance, and overall look grand and extraordinary.

"Human, these two lines of words are okay to hold them in this desert, but if they are raised in a place with a lot of people, then you will have more trouble."

His legs have not been cured yet, and Bayan doesn't want Su Yan to die immediately.

"I know" Su Yan walked quietly in front of him. He naturally knew the meaning of these two flags, but what he needed was such an effect. Without such a flag, it would be impossible for him to compete with others. With these two flags, Su Yan's strength and wisdom have improved rapidly. The silent warlock has grown up in constant battles, and every killing is a stronger time for him.

Su Yan still remembers Nuo Chong's words.

Su Yan is going to make the title of Sword Saint!

"Continue to rush, where are there more people?" Su Yan asked, looking at Bayan behind him.

"A hundred and fifty miles ahead is a country of disputes, and there are many people there." Bayan didn't know what Su Yan was going to do, but he still said it.

"Then let's go all night. I want these two totems to erect in the city of a disputed country tomorrow."

"Human! Are you a hero who is going to challenge the country of dispute?" Bayan whispered, was this young human crazy?

"You will go with me if you are not alone."
Chapter completed!