"Why!"

Shen Yu frowned and said loudly: "You have already checked last night, and you will detain me in public today, this is an insult to my personality!"

In the audience, Shen Qiqi touched his chin and looked at Shen Yu thoughtfully: "Do you think he did this?"

He was naturally asking Lu Jiaming next to him.

Lu Jiaming shook his head: "In my opinion, it's unlikely. ”

Yesterday at noon, Shen Yu's cultivation was improved so much at once, he didn't have time to consolidate his cultivation, and he would run to steal a gourd?

And he didn't believe what Wen Yuan said about the swordsmanship.

According to the cultivation he knew, he could only use the flying sword when he reached the foundation building period, and Shen Yu only arrived at the foundation building period yesterday afternoon, and the flying sword didn't have time to be refined, how could he steal things?

Shen Qiqi nodded and touched his nose: "I am contrary to your opinion, I think it is very likely to be him." ”

"Why?"

Lu Jiaming looked at him with some surprise, if nothing else, Shen Yu is very likely to be his own son, why does Shen Seventeen, as a father, still not believe in his son?

And a lot of evidence is placed here, and it's basically a sure fact.

"Wen Yuan, this young man is also a famous master, if he can hallucinate when he looks at a sword, then there is really a ghost, even if someone uses illusion to confuse him, why is it so coincidental to transform Shen Yu's sword?"

"Planting? I don't think so. ”

He shook his head, then smiled again, "I'd like to see how this kid deals with them." ”

Jiang Lao slowly stood up from the referee's seat: "Just because this young man Wen Yuan accused you of using the sword technique to snatch his gourd, shouldn't you have the obligation to assist?"

"Obligation?"

Shen Yu squinted at him: "What obligation do I have? I don't belong to the inner family cultivators, and I have been deprived of the competition, so it seems that I have no obligation, right? And what right do you have to detain me? You are a policeman?"

"To put it nicely, I was a contestant last night, and I only came to reason with you in the middle of the night to give you face, and now that I don't compete, why should I cooperate with you?"

Jiang Lao, who was choked by his series of rhetorical questions, was a little annoyed, and he slammed the table: "Do you think that if you are a cultivator, I can't do anything about you?"

"No, who are you?"

Shen Yu replied unceremoniously.

Jiang Lao is also an elder of the four major families in Kyoto, and was rejected by Shen Yu in front of tens of thousands of people, and his face was inevitably unbearable, so he waved his hand lightly: "Jiang Ming, you go and take him down, so that this kid doesn't know how thick the sky is." ”

Shen Qiqi in the stands nodded with satisfaction: "I have long been unhappy with the surname Jiang, I thought I was a descendant of the ancient emperor clan and was tyrannical in Kyoto, I really thought he was a royal family." ”

"That's the Jiang family, is Shen Yu really okay?"

Lu Jiaming was a little worried, in his opinion, the four major families were at the top of Huaxia's forces, and there were masters in them, and Shen Yu's youth and vigor would provoke them, and the ending would definitely not be good.

Shen Qiqi scoffed: "A bunch of wine bags and rice bags, what can happen, don't forget ......"

He suddenly looked at Lu Jiaming meaningfully and smiled: "Shen Yu is a monk who has built the fourth layer of the foundation, and no one else can defeat him except for the three-flower gathering on the scene." ”

Lu Jiaming was furious, smiled wryly, and said no more.

With Jiang Lao's wave of his hand, a young man shot out like a sharp arrow, rushing to the stage from the stage, and without saying a word, a sword stabbed Shen Yu's chest.

This simply doesn't want to give Shen Yu a way to live, and it is a killer move as soon as it comes up.

"Jiang Dingtian is looking for death!"

Shen Qiqi looked at the stage, his eyes narrowed, and said to Lu Jiaming next to him: "Push me to Jiang Dingtian, this old boy should be beaten." ”

Although it is a killer move, the speed is still a little slower.

Shen Yu dodged at will, and kicked on Jiang Ming's lower abdomen, this kick Shen Yu didn't exert too much strength, he still wanted to leave some leeway, after all, the four major families in Kyoto were not something he could afford to provoke.

Jiang Ming was kicked and coughed heavily, thinking that Shen Yu was just fast and not strong in strength, he picked up his sword again and stabbed Shen Yu's neck again.

Shen Yu once again swept away Jiang Ming's sword and kicked him away.

He didn't believe in evil and stabbed Shen Yu in the forehead again.

Three killing moves in a row, Shen Yu is also annoyed, this is the rhythm of killing himself!

He frowned, increased his strength, and kicked Jiang Ming in the chest again.

"Poof!"

Jiang Ming flew out violently, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air and slamming it on the ground.

Even so, Shen Yu didn't have the intention to kill, otherwise Jiang Ming would be dead by now.

"Shaft!"

Jiang Dingtian saw his grandson fall to the ground with a pale face, and the blood in his mouth flowed down the corners of his mouth to the root of his ears, and his distressed face twitched for a while.

"Your grandson, three times, every time he shoots his sword, it is pointed directly at my vital point, is this the style of the four major families in Kyoto?"

Shen Yu was also angry, he repeatedly tolerated it, but the other party still felt that he had no backstage and was bound to take his life, this kind of behavior was too domineering, and he completely wanted to kill him.

Wen Yuan hugged his chest and said tauntingly: "Just you, what qualifications do you have to question the four major families? I think you are tired and crooked!"

"What the hell is going on with you?"

Shen Yu squinted at him: "Don't say that your broken gourd is not taken by me, but what if I take it?"

"Then you're admitting?"

Wen Yuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said to Jiang Dingtian: "Elder Jiang, he admitted it!"

"Will you listen?"

Shen Yu looked at him with even more disgust, and then looked at Jiang Dingtian: "I will definitely not go with you to detain anything today, if you want to do it, you can try it!"

"Yes, yes. ”

Jiang Dingtian's face was instantly gloomy, and he praised twice in a row: "If you are really a hero out of a young man, do you think that it is great that you have beaten a peer of my Jiang family?"

"Third Elder, please take him down. ”

He said quietly to the void.

As soon as the words fell, a sword light flew from outside the arena, and the speed was so fast that it was staggering.

"Be careful, this is the Cultivator's Flying Sword!"

In his mind, the voice of the ages came, and he said lightly: "The real person may be three kilometers away from you." ”

"So powerful?"

Shen Yu was surprised.

"Third Elder, do you want to die? ”

There was a faint sound from under the audience, although the sound was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The flying sword came to a halt ten centimeters away from Shen Yu's head, and just floated in the air.

Everyone saw that Shen Qiqi was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed forward by Lu Jiaming, with a calm face.

While everyone was surprised, Lu Jiaming's heart was full of turbulence.

Originally, I thought that this seventeenth master cultivated to a high level and would enter Kyoto by himself in the future, and it was already great for him to say two words to arrange himself into a second-rate family, but now it seems that the energy of the seventeenth master is far more than that.

People who don't care about the four major families, how can it be so simple?

Jiang Dingtian was about to have a seizure, and when he saw the comer, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

This is Shen Seventeen, the leader of the Thirteen Guards in Bloody Clothes, and it is rumored that he is known as the Uncrowned Sword Emperor in the rivers and lakes.

As one of the four major families, the Jiang family has the most comprehensive information, and Shen Qiqi is definitely not as simple as it seems, otherwise his Jiang family's thousand-year-old royal family would not be so afraid of a small leader.

"Jiang Dingtian, he has a hand in bullying the weak. ”

Shen Qiqi said sarcastically with a smile: "Your Jiang family is really good." ”

With that, he picked up the teacup lid on the referee's bench, gently pinched off a corner, and then bounced it in the direction of Shen Yu.

"Bang!"

The broken porcelain shards collided with the sword that remained in the air, making a violent noise.

The sword that flickered with cold light in the air turned into powder little by little in front of Shen Yu and drifted away with the wind.

Is this the strong?

Shen Yu swallowed his saliva in shock.

"Third Elder, what about your temper?"

Shen Qiqi said lightly: "The next explosion will not be a sword, but your head." ”

The flying swords are all connected with the blood of the monks, and the flying swords of the three elders of the Jiang family were broken, and they were naturally counterattacked, and he spat blood in the hotel three kilometers away, looking at the direction of the arena with a frightened face.

"What do you say? Jiang Dingtian?"

He sat quietly in a wheelchair, slowly tearing the dead skin off his hands.

Jiang Dingtian naturally knew the energy of this seventeenth master.

In today's society, being able to be called "brother" are all great characters, as for Shen Seventeen, he is not very old, but he is called a master by an old man who is more than 30 years older than him, which shows how powerful he is.

"Seventeenth master, we admit it, we have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and we have offended your people. ”

"Oh?"

Shen Qiqi glanced at him with a smile: "You don't look convinced, why is it not that you are wrong, but that you admit it?"

Jiang Dingtian choked, and then explained: "We were wrong, I'm sorry." ”

"It's a lie. ”

Shen Qiqi shook his head disdainfully: "You don't have as much backbone as your eldest brother, when I stepped on his head, he didn't say a word of sorry, okay, get out." ”

Lu Jiaming next to him felt that his legs and stomach were weak, what kind of origin is this Shen Seventeen, a veteran figure of the Jiang family, who was trampled on by him?

But looking at Jiang Dingtian's expression, what Shen Qiqi said was still the truth.

Jiang Dingtian gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, the sweat couldn't stop flowing down, his fists were clenched, his eyes were protruding, and he wanted to bite Shen Seventeen to death.

"What, you want to do it with me?"

Shen Qiqi suddenly lowered his voice and said, "You wait for me to find evidence that you were present twenty-five years ago, and I will let all the descendants of your lineage bury you." ”

He grinned, his teeth white in the sun.

Jiang Dingtian hurriedly let go of his hand, his legs began to tremble, he looked at Shen Qiqi's smile, couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly arched his hand: "Don't dare, I'll leave first." ”

After saying that, he was about to leave in embarrassment.

Who knew that Wen Yuan below said undeadly: "Who is this dead lame? Jiang Lao, you have to administer justice for me!"