The young man who suddenly appeared shocked everyone present in the Qiankun Sect.

They watched this person come straight to "Xiao Yu", without the slightest fear, and spat out wild words.

Did this person eat the heart of a bear and a leopard gall? How dare he talk to a figure of the One Sword Sect like this!

In the past two days, they treated this young sect master of the One Sword Sect with groveling and awe.

But why did this young disciple dare to speak to the young sect master like this?

Just because he is handsome, it's really funny!

The disciples only felt that their hearts were deeply stimulated, and Furong, who was the closest, bore the brunt of the stimulation even more severely.

She watched intently as the young man approached step by step, and opened her mouth with a fierce remark that startled her a lot.

This person is really fierce, he still looks like he saw in the Dead Forest.

But why...... The feeling he brought was warmer than that of the young sect master "Xiao Yu"?

Fleur suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed, frightened by what she thought in her heart, and jumped backwards.

She forced herself to put away her chaotic thoughts, and now the atmosphere on the field was tense, neither of them was someone she could provoke, and she still avoided it.

Who do you want to win?

She couldn't help but imagine it again, and bit her lower lip.

If the Young Sect Master of the First Sword Sect "Xiao Yu" wins, what should she do tonight?

But if this young man wins, then she will probably lose her own life......

"Hey. ”

The cold voice came, and Fleur shivered with fright.

"What?" she looked up in a panic and looked at the young man.

"Did you bring it if I asked you to bring it?" said the young man lightly, his voice cold.

Fleur remembered the last thing she heard in the Dead Forest, and her face changed, and her eyes began to dodge.

Say. The young man only spat out a single word, and Fleur felt that the cold voice was going to freeze her blood all over her body!

"Less...... Young Sect Master, this person said he ...... He's coming ......."

Furong trembled, facing Xiao Yu on the recliner, using all her strength,

"He's coming to take your life!"

Bang!

The cold sword light suddenly lit up, and it descended on the courtyard of the Qiankun Sect with a majestic pressure.

That chaise longue has been blown to pieces!

Fleur clutched her head and screamed, cried and fell to the ground, crawling to the corner of the wall with her hands and feet, and huddled into a ball.

The disciples of the Qiankun Sect in the main hall were all exclaimed, and they saw that the young man had already pulled out the slender sword at his waist in an instant.

The sword was very good-looking, the hilt was wrapped with fine silver wire, and the sword boring was also inlaid with a piece of warm white jade, which was clear and pleasant.

Looking from afar, the sword light swayed, like a pool of autumn water rippling in the courtyard, which took everyone's eyes.

However, it is such a sword like a woman like water, and at this moment, it is exuding an extremely cold murderous aura.

It is necessary to know that autumn water also contains autumn cold.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder.

On the opposite side of the young man, "Xiao Yu" was forced to get up in order to dodge the sharp sword, and he was already standing on the ground.

The long sword at his waist had been tightly held in his arms, and a pair of eyes were fixed on the young man, and his mouth was panting heavily.

This young man has brought him a mountain of pressure!

"Who are you!" he shouted, his eyes watching the young man's movements.

"The one who killed you. The young man replied crisply, in an indifferent tone.

"Hmph, that's a lot of guts...... I am Xiao Yu, the Young Sect Master of the First Sword Sect, have you heard of my name?!"

"Xiao Yu" snorted coldly twice and shouted fiercely, but the corner of his eye seemed to glance at the direction of the wall, observing the low.

However, as soon as he finished saying this, he felt that the temperature in the courtyard was instantly a little colder, and his goosebumps rose from the cold.

"Young Sect Master of the First Sword Sect?" the young man said indifferently, "Is it famous?"

These words drew a sneer from the disciples in the main hall, who shook their heads and laughed, put their hands on their foreheads, and whispered mockery of the young man's loneliness.

I hadn't even heard of the name of Xiao Yu, the young sect master of the First Sword Sect, where did this man come from?

"Little thief, standing in front of you is Xiao Yu, the young sect master of the dignified First Sword Sect, Xiao Daxia! If you know each other, go back as soon as possible!"

"Xiao Daxia's miraculous skills are world-shattering, he is a hero of the world with the power of one person to turn things around and repel thousands of troops and horses!"

"Young Sect Master, show us a hand! Let this idiot see the prestige of your One Sword Sect and your high strength!"

All the disciples crowded at the door of the main hall, their heads bared and shouted angrily.

"Xiao Yu" twitched his eyelids, glanced at the indifferent young man opposite, pulled the corners of his mouth and showed an ugly smile, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say......"

But what he thinks in his heart, I'm afraid no one knows except himself.

The young man listened to the clamor of the disciples of the Qiankun Sect, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"yes, come, let me see. ”

What is the high strength of Xiao Yu, the young sect master of the First Sword Sect?

Xiao Yu's eyelids twitched again, looking at the young man of the same age in front of him, the heart in his chest was beating wildly.

He didn't know why, he just felt that the person in front of him had threatened him with death, and in front of this person, it was like meeting a natural enemy, and he couldn't afford to resist at all!

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil!"

"Xiao Yu" couldn't help but let out a low roar due to the excessive pressure, and he groped towards the long sword in his arms, the expression on his face frightened and hideous.

However, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him.

Then there was a powerful force behind him, kicking him out hard!

Bang!

"Xiao Yu" was like a tattered pocket, kicked out by a young man and fell heavily to the ground.

The ugly face was covered with mud, and the majestic appearance that was usually high above disappeared in an instant.

The disciples of the Qiankun Sect were all shocked, they only saw that the young man disappeared in an instant, and the next second he appeared behind "Xiao Yu", and then kicked one of them into the air.

The young sect master of the dignified One Sword Sect would end up in such an embarrassing end?!

"Xiao Yu" struggled to get up from the ground, and his face had turned the color of pig liver.

How could the young sect master of the One Sword Sect suffer such a great humiliation!

"You're looking for death!"

He shouted angrily, his hands trembling towards the hilt of the sword in his arms.

However, the afterimage flashed again, and the strong wind struck, "Xiao Yu" was stunned, and a slap had already occupied his entire field of vision.

Syllable!

He was beaten and spun in circles several times, then collapsed and fell to his knees in front of the young man.

He didn't react!

At this time, everyone present could no longer sit still, and the disciples of the Qiankun Sect in the main hall were so shocked that they rushed out of the door directly, looking at the "Xiao Yu" who was kneeling on the ground and shouted in surprise: "Young Sect Master, what's wrong with you?

"Young Sect Master, aren't you able to defeat a thousand in the Battle of the Five Kingdoms? Why are you ...... today?"

"Oh no! is that man ...... Is it a Martial Spirit Grandmaster?"

When a disciple put forward this idea, everyone's faces changed drastically, they glanced at each other, and they all retreated into the main hall in one fell swoop.

Martial Spirit Grandmaster, this is simply an existence beyond their reach!

That man was so young, he had already reached the Martial Spirit Grandmaster realm, what a demonic existence this was!

Furong, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, couldn't help but tremble when she heard the discussion of the disciples of the Qiankun Sect.

Martial Spirit Grandmaster?

No wonder in the Dead Silence Forest, they couldn't see this young man's cultivation realm at all! No wonder this person was able to break through the space and directly launch a fierce attack!

This time, she actually provoked a martial spirit master to come to the Qiankun Sect.

Even the young sect master of the One Sword Sect can only compete with the Pseudo Realm Martial Spirit, and in the face of the Martial Spirit Grandmaster, he will not have any chance of winning!

"It's over...... It's all over......" Fleur murmured, tears welling up in her eyes.

On the side hall of the Qiankun Sect dedicated to the clay sculptures of the ancestors of the past dynasties, the little Taoist boy and the big man were squatting on the roof, watching the situation in the courtyard.

"Master, Senior Sister Furong is crying again. Xiao Daotong said softly.

"She deserves it!" she muttered angrily as she gouged her nostrils, "She must really think that she had provoked a Martial Spirit Sect Master, and that the young Sect Master would not be able to save her...... This idiot woman, why am I so used to be so used to her?"

He glanced at the young man in the courtyard again, and pursed the corners of his lips: "What Martial Spirit Sect Master, these people have long eyes and butts! Alas, our Qiankun Sect, did it really fall into this field?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the big man beside him, who smiled shyly, revealing a gentle expression that was extremely inconsistent with his physique.

"After hundreds of years, there is only one you, and I don't know whether to say that Qiankun is fortunate or ......unlucky," he muttered, shaking his head in vain.

"What about me? What about me?" asked the little Taoist boy as he squeezed to his side, tilting his head and pointing at himself, his face full of harmlessness to humans and animals.

"The sorrow of the sect!" he didn't look at it, and said angrily.

Xiao Daotong was suddenly extremely disappointed, sighed resentfully, and sat back on the roof.

The big man behind him smiled, stretched out his big hand and gently touched his head.

"Master, aren't we going to run away, what are we still looking at here?"

"After so many years of foundation of the Qiankun Sect, can you really say that you don't want it?"

"There are only three rooms in Manchuria, and the thatched houses are all grass huts. ”

"Shut up! If you tell the truth again, you will be punished for carrying a package all the way!"

Xiao Daotong glanced at the big package next to him, which was almost the same height as him, and grinned: "Master, it seems that you still have the idea of running away!"

Angry and ruined, he grabbed a tile from the main hall, and smashed it towards the little Taoist boy without saying a word.

The big man leaned his head over without hurry, and took the blow for Xiao Daotong.

The tiles shattered into dregs, and he raised his head and shook the slag in his hair, and smiled innocently.

Xiao Daotong glanced at him and giggled.

Looking at these two senior brothers, he snorted coldly on his face and patted the dust on his hands, but in his heart, he sighed.

The Happiness of the Sect and the Sorrow of the Sect?

He looked towards the courtyard again, only to see that the young man had turned around, his sharp eyes shining coldly, and he was looking at them without blinking.

I was stunned for a moment, only to feel a penetrating meaning from the depths of my body, and faintly felt that there was an invisible sword stabbing towards my eyes!

"It's exposed!

The little Taoist boy hurriedly lay down, and the big man also lay down after him, but he was tall, and at the moment he looked like a bear curled up in a ball.

"Master, why don't you hurry up and lie down, you're so brave!" Xiao Daotong called softly.

I hesitated for a long time, and finally raised a hand and waved it reluctantly.

"Hi ......"