Not all of them knelt, and some still stood, but there were only a few dozen of them out of tens of thousands of people, and they stood out in a kneeling figure, like a flock of chickens.

Dozens of people stood up straight, despite being looked at uncomfortably by countless fellow disciples. Even if he knows the fate of the future, he has no fear.

"Oh, and a few hard bones, so that you will be perfected. Yu Protector was surprised. "Kill everyone who comes. ”

"Yes," said a leading monk of the Four True Pavilion at the foot of the mountain. After speaking, the spiritual power flew out, pointing directly at the monk standing on the stairs.

Right now

A golden ray of lightning shot out from outside the mountain, emitting a piercing whistle that resounded throughout the mountain.

The golden mangs slashed, and the monks who swept out were cut off by the air, and the blood-stained sky was extremely dazzling.

Countless eyes looked out of the mountain, only to see a white figure slowly walking in front, followed by an old man and a spirit ape.

The white figure is about twenty years old, and even under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, it is still not slow and light.

Jin Mang swept back, shooting straight into the sword box behind the young man's back, and returned to the sheath with a click.

The two of them climbed the stairs in unison, and the monks of the Four True Pavilion at the foot of the mountain did not dare to stop them. The monk who was beheaded was already the highest cultivator among them, but even so, in the face of Jin Mang, he had no power to fight back, so powerful, who would dare to stop him?

Every time the young man passed a standing monk, he would stop and nod to him, and as he stepped onto the square, the kneeling Sword Sect monk hurriedly moved a path.

Slowly walked to the middle of the two groups of people and stood still, losing one hand in front and the other behind, indescribably chic and freehand, completely ignoring the oppressive atmosphere of drawing the sword and angrily.

"I'm coming. The three faint words are obviously very light and ordinary, but they seem to come from the sky, ignoring the audience.

It was Yu Zefeng who arrived with Lu Lao and the little ape.

"Boy, you are the one who destroyed my sub-pavilion. Yu Protector asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know what the cabinet is, but the kennel has copied one. Yu Zefeng sneered.

"The kid is presumptuous, and he dares to speak to our Dharma protector like this. ”

"Looking for death, it's a bastard, how can I let you be so analogous to my Sizhen Pavilion?"

Before Yu Protector could speak, the people behind him couldn't help but open their mouths and reprimand angrily, looking at the mainland, there were a few people who dared to arrange the Four True Pavilion in public.

"Kill him, and your Inscription Sword Sect can not blame the past. Yu Protector said lightly.

"Hmph...."Countless eyes shot at Yu Zefeng, and they all picked up the swords on the ground and slowly gathered around, even the monks who had been escorted to knees before.

Yu Zefeng turned around and faced the monks who came together, his eyes were unwavering.

"Boy, kneel down and die," a Sword Sect core elder shouted.

"That's right, it's all you, a little brute, who makes everyone uneasy. ”

"Ling Chi was executed, otherwise why would he apologize to the Four True Pavilion. ”

......

Countless shouts and scolding sounded, where was there still the previous weakness to bully, and instantly turned from a sheep to a wolf.

"Jade boy, kneel down and apologize! For your grandfather's sake, this sect master can give you a good time. Jian Qiuhe also spoke.

Yu Zefeng ignored everyone's scolding, looked straight at the Yu family and his party, and asked in a trembling voice, "What about you?"

"Hey, Feng'er, who would have thought that you would cause such a catastrophe, grandpa, I have nothing to do. Yu Yishan said helplessly.

"That's right, don't trouble us if you cause trouble. ”

"Die quickly! ”

"Isn't it good to be a living dead? ”

Other Yu family members also rushed to accuse, how could there be any kind-heartedness.

Yu Zefeng slowly closed his eyes and took a long breath before opening them again, but his eyes were a little red.

"So, what do you mean?" asked in a trembling voice, looking directly at Yuchengli.

"Feng'er, it's not that my father won't save you, I still have to think about your younger brothers and sisters, they are still young, and besides, there is nothing you can do as a father, I only blame you for the fact that the trouble is too big. Yu Chengli said very sadly.

"Feng'er, don't be afraid, my mother is here to accompany you, and you will die together. But it was Wu Xinyu who said distressedly, and took two steps as she spoke.

However, before she could continue to walk, a pair of small hands grabbed her, and the owner of the hands was Yu Zefeng's own brother, Yu Zelong.

"Mother, my sister and I are here, he is not worthy to be our brother. He dragged us down before, and now he almost killed us, do you still recognize him as such a person?" Yu Zelong said indifferently.

Yu Zefeng had long known that his younger brother did not want to see him, and he was not surprised at all by these heartless words, and his eyes were fixed on his mother Wu Xinyu.

It is like a child, longing for maternal love, with expectation, hope and even pity in his eyes.

"Feng'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you..."

Although she was apologizing, although her voice was sad like tears raining down, even though she looked so helpless, Yu Zefeng's heart was very painful.

Along the way, he suffered countless injuries, several times seriously injured and dying, but those pains were nothing compared to the moment, and this pain made him forget to breathe.

"Hahaha... Good, good! That's good!" Tears rolled down his cheeks, but he laughed maniacally.

"Jade boy, just tie your hands, even your family thinks you deserve to die. Jian Qiuhe sighed.

"Inscription Sword Sect, what a Inscription Sword Sect, Inscription, Inscription, Inscription Sword, can I look at you?

"The sword, the blade of the heart, between killing and protecting a thought, rather than bending, the sword qi rushes to the stars, and one sword kills the eight wildernesses.

"People block killing, the sky blocks the sky, holding the hilt of the sword, protecting the body behind a peace, the tip of the sword pointed, killing a demon.

"There is only a broken sword, how can there be a curved sword? A sword is like a man, a man is like a sword, and what sword does a monk without a sword bone cultivate?

"The real swordsman, drunk and embarrassed by the sun and the moon, angrily slashed the immortals and gods. Even if the earth collapses, even if the enemies look around, even if they die on the spot, Kenshin is still the same. ”

All the monks of the Sword Sect bowed their heads deeply, these truths were taught when they entered the sect, and they also taught these truths to the new disciples who came later.

Everyone at the station also used to hold a sharp sword, point to the sky, and make an oath, and now...

What is the original intention?

"Come on, aren't you trying to kill me?" Yu Zefeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared wildly.

The heads of all Sword Sect monks were a few points lower.

"Hmph! The opportunity has already been given to you, if you don't do it, don't blame me for uprooting you, and if you don't have any people, what's the sword?" said an old man behind Yu Protector, sneering.

"That's it, I'll make a move, I'll seal the sword after today. Jian Qiuhe said dejectedly.

Yu Zefeng's eyes sharpened, his soul thought was slashed out of the sheath, and he jumped to the peak behind the square, and said coldly: "Come if you want to kill me, I'm not afraid, you are free." ”

Jian Qiuhe's robe was windless and automatic, and the initial cultivation of the cave void was to overwhelm the audience, and with a dodge, he stood thirty zhang away from Yu Zefeng.

"Yu Xiaoyou, forgive your sins. Jian Qiuhe said sincerely, and his title changed from the original jade boy to jade Xiaoyou, which shows that he agrees with what Yu Zefeng said in his heart, but as the head of a sect, he must consider the whole sect, and the foundation of the Sword Sect cannot be lost in his hands.

Once again, facing the early stage monk of the Cave Void, Yu Zefeng Gujing had no waves, and did not pay attention to Jian Qiuhe, only a will to open the sky swept out.

The black hair fluttered and the robe was blowing, and the sword cultivation spirit was unparalleled.