Xiao Yu raised his head and stared at the mysterious young man in front of him.

He frowned when he saw that this person was looking in the direction of the side hall, and then his gaze was withdrawn, and his face turned back again.

"Less, Zong, Lord. The young man said word by word, "Xiao, Yu?"

Listening to this person's indifferent tone, "Xiao Yu" trembled fiercely in his heart.

For some reason, in front of this person, he only felt extremely empty-hearted.

"Disrespectful to me, disrespectful to the One Sword Sect, you have to think ......about it," he swallowed his spit and stammered, "Our One Sword Sect is prestigious, you, you have to think clearly!"

Syllable!

In response to him, there was a heavy slap in the face.

"Xiao Yu" was beaten and spit out his teeth, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth.

"I ...... I'm the young sect master of the One Sword Sect, will you ...... You'll regret it!" he continued inarticulately.

Syllable!

Another slap in the face.

"You can't hit me...... You can't hit me......" His nose and face were swollen, and his eyes were already in a trance, "I am the young sect master of the First Sword Sect, I am Xiao Yu, ......"

The young man listened to his voice with a slight cry, and his brows furrowed deeper, but it did not prevent the slap on his hand from falling.

"I am Xiao Yu, the young sect master of the First Sword Sect, where can you insult such a shit!"

"Xiao Yu", who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly burst out with a roar, and then a majestic force erupted from his body, and the invisible power actually knocked the young man back three steps.

"Xiao Yu" rolled over and jumped up, distanced himself from the young man, clutching the hilt of the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other.

The majestic power of the Martial Master Nine Heavens is like a rolling wave, which is pouring out of his body.

In the small courtyard, a frenzied storm turbulence was rolled up in an instant.

"The Young Sect Master has shown his might! The Young Sect Master has shown his might!" The disciples of the Qiankun Sect in the hall felt the majestic power of the Martial Master Nine Heavens, and they all exclaimed with joy.

In the distance, the void on the roof of the side hall frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Xiao Daotong slowly got up, looked at the courtyard, and whispered: "It's a genuine martial artist Nine Heavens, this kind of breath can't be faked." ”

The big man behind him also raised his head, glanced towards the courtyard, smiled, and buried his head again.

"It's true that the aura of the Nine Heavenly Martial Artists is fake, but who this aura is revealing from, you have to look carefully. ”

He glanced deeply into the courtyard, slowly grinding his teeth and said, "Could it be that I'm old and have been put in a position by this bullshit young sect master?"

Xiao Daotong was closest to him, listening to the sound of grinding his teeth in his mouth, like a sword on a whetstone slowly rubbing, revealing a sharp killing intent.

"Master is going to be angry, let's sit away. He turned around and whispered, moving outside with the big man, "The Bodhisattva is angry, I wait for mortals, but we have to do it quietly." ”

The big man smiled, pointed at himself and nodded, and some pointed at the little Taoist boy and shook his head.

It seems to say, I'm mortal, and you're not.

Xiaodao Tong smiled shyly, dangled his legs on the eaves, turned his head and continued to look at the good show in the yard.

In the courtyard, "Xiao Yu" stood up again, holding a long sword in his hand, and the majesty of the martial artist Nine Heavens was rolling like a tide.

The young man who was forced to retreat for a walk looked calm, his eyes fixed on the sword in Xiao Yu's hand.

"Boy, you kneel on the ground and kowtow to me ten times now, I can still consider letting you go, otherwise...... Today is your time of death!"

Xiao Yu looked hideous, glared at the young man and said.

But the young man just glanced at him strangely, and then raised his long sword, which seemed to say:

Come here, idiot.

"Xiao Yu" was furious!

"I killed the Pseudo Realm Martial Spirits on the battlefield with one enemy and a thousand, even the Martial Spirit Grandmaster died because of me! What kind of thing are you? Do you really think that I, Xiao Yu, will not kill!"

Under his angry reprimand, a majestic power slowly rose from the young man opposite, and he was also a martial artist Nine Heavens!

"Xiao Yu" was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "The Pseudo-Realm martial spirits have all died at my hands, and you dare to show off your martial arts in front of me, even if you are a mere Nine Heavens martial artist!"

For some reason, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, his whole body was full of power, and "Xiao Yu" seemed to have forgotten the experience of being beaten by a young man just now, and his words and deeds were full of confidence.

The disciples of the Qiankun Sect in the main hall felt his majestic majesty, and listened to his domineering speech, and they all felt their blood boiling and cheered for him.

"Young Sect Master, kill him, kill him!"

"Xiao Daxia, let this idiot see how powerful you are, and see how powerful you are in the One Sword Sect!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

The crowd was passionate, and the young man of the Martial Master Nine Heavens was also an invincible existence for them.

But they relied on the support of "Xiao Yu", and they were like excited monkeys, jumping wildly.

The "Xiao Yu" in the courtyard was cheered on by everyone, and his face first showed a look of satisfaction, and then he laughed wildly: "Do you hear that? They are all looking forward to your death! Looking forward to me, kill you!"

He held the hilt of his sword, and the sword leaped rapidly in its scabbard, as if he wanted to break free quickly.

More and more majestic power grew from him.

But the young man's face was expressionless, and there was even a hint of pity in his eyes, which made "Xiao Yu"'s rampant laughter a little weakened.

"They're not talking to you. The young man said indifferently.

"What?" Xiao Yu was stunned suddenly, his heart instinctively tightened, and his breathing stagnated for a moment.

He saw the young man in front of him, smiling for the first time since he appeared.

But that smile had a strong cold taste, like the last expression of death coming to collect people's lives.

"They're telling me to kill you. The young man said with a smile.

"Xiao Yu"'s eyes widened!

A conjecture came to him, and as soon as it appeared, it instantly occupied all of his mind, causing his sword to tremble violently.

The fear of the young man's predator was finally confirmed.

Young Sect Master, kill him.

These words were said to the young sect master of the One Sword Sect, Xiao Yu.

Who is Xiao Yu?

The majestic power of the Nine Heavenly Martial Artists reached its peak, and the autumn water rippled with a bright sword light.

I saw that the young man was like a swimming dragon, lifting his sword and stabbing directly!

The golden sword qi left a striking trick in the void, posing as a golden dragon.

The sword is windy, the storm is raging!

He brought up the power of the sky, and came to "Xiao Yu" in the blink of an eye!

At this time, the thick look of shock on the latter's face had not had time to subside, let alone react in response.

Rumble!

Sword Qi swept.

The gate of the Qiankun Sect, which had been beaten by wind and rain, collapsed with a bang!

In the smoke and dust, "Xiao Yu" knelt down on both knees, and the long sword in his hand was thrown aside by the strong energy.

His face was as pale as paper, his expression was dazed, and his eyes were devoid of any brilliance.

"Why...... Why ......"

He muttered, and a golden glow suddenly emanated from his right arm to his shoulder.

Then the golden Dasheng, his entire right arm was broken off at the shoulder, and blood gushed wildly!

A terrible cry rang out in the courtyard

, "Xiao Yu" looked hideous in pain, and rolled back and forth on the ground in pain.

Where is the demeanor of the young sect master of the First Sword Sect on him?

"Why! Why!" he screamed, already confused in pain.

Sonorous!

The autumn water returned to the sheath, and the young man slowly put away the smile on his face, his eyes full of a chill to the bone.

"Because, I am Xiao Yu. ”

Xiao Yu stood tall and fluttering, standing in the courtyard, majestic as a mountain.

There was silence, only a terrible roar continued to howl.

The disciples of the Qiankun Sect in the main hall were all stunned in place, and all of them had incredibly shocked expressions on their faces.

The young man who came to the door...... Say he's Xiao Yu?

Xiao Yu is the young sect master of the First Sword Sect?

But this world ...... How could there be two Young Sect Masters of the One Sword Sect?

The disciples of the Qiankun Sect only felt that their minds were in chaos, and this sudden situation made them stupid, I am afraid that if I ask them what their surname is at this moment, they will stammer.

They looked at the two people in the courtyard, and for a moment they didn't know who was real and who was fake.

On the roof of the side hall in the distance, the tiles under his feet were smashed violently!

"Damn!

His eyes seemed to burst into flames, his kind eyes were gone, and his teeth were clucking.

Two Xiao Yu, who is true and who is false, isn't it clear at a glance now?

"Xiao Yu", who has been eating and drinking spicy food in the sect for the past few days, is simply an impostor!

"This bastard who kills a thousand knives, I greet his ancestors for eighteen generations!" he jumped up from the roof in a fit of rage, slamming his fists into the air in front of him.

After a while he stopped panting, and then, as if puzzled, turned his head and yelled at the quiet big man:

"Dog, didn't you already see that man was a fake?"

He had sent Gou Yu to test that "Xiao Yu" before, but at that time, Gou Yu directly waved his hands and ran away without looking back, what does that mean, isn't he scared?

But now that the owner has appeared, he will directly beat the imposter all over the ground to find teeth, where is there anything worth being afraid of?

Then the big man glanced into the courtyard and smiled without saying a word.

was so angry that he picked up the tiles under his feet and smashed them on his head, anyway, the dog's brain was hard, and he couldn't help him.

"Master, don't knock it, if you knock it again, you will knock people stupid. Xiao Daotong pleaded on the side.

"Don't knock him knock you!" he said and grabbed another tile, and slapped it towards Xiao Daotong without thinking about it, "And you, did you already see that it was an impostor?!"

Xiao Daotong hurriedly pulled the big man behind him over and blocked the tile with the latter's head.

"Where can I have that eyesight!" the little Taoist boy let go of the big man and cried out aggrievedly.

He snorted heavily, and turned his head angrily: "Okay, good, one or two wings are hard, and they don't take me in their eyes, okay!"

Xiao Daotong hurriedly got up obediently, rubbed his shoulders and beat his back for this master, looking flattering.

The big man on the side slapped the debris of the tiles above his head, smiled gently, and did not speak.

It's just that he intentionally or unintentionally deviated his body a little in the direction of the void.

"Master, did you really want to kill me just now? ”

"Less nonsense, a little force on the left shoulder, hiss...... Oops!"

"Master, I told the dog leftover that the Bodhisattva is angry, and he and I will be finished. ”

"Shit! It's going to be fucked, and you're the one who is fucking. ”

"Hehe, but if you want to kill me, he wants to save me, isn't it just the two of you. ”