After a while, when Xuanyuan Lie and the others finished watching the image projected in the spar, everyone was silent. One move, just one move, Zhou Shifei and the seven of them were instantly killed by the young demon martial artist named Qin Yue in the image, and they had no strength to resist at all, and they didn't even have a chance to admit defeat.

Although the middle-aged man known as Hongsheng had already said it, before seeing this image, the four of them still had a considerable skepticism in their hearts, they really couldn't believe that a martial artist in the early stage of the "Ming Dao" could instantly kill Zhou Shifei, Zhao Ziou and Miao Feng, the three extremely talented true disciples, however, now that the facts are in front of them, they have to believe it if they don't believe it.

"This is a demonic genius who is not inferior to Leng Wuyan!" After a long time, Sikong Lin Yue jumped out of such a sentence.

"No!" Pei Ruohai took a deep breath and shook his head with a gloomy face: "Leng Wuya is not as good as him, at least, Leng Wuya can't do this in the early days of the 'Ming Dao'!" ”

"I didn't expect that there was such a young demonic genius hidden in the Demon Dao, and I don't know which big force it came from in the Senluo Domain, and besides, there is another thing that I think is very strange." As he spoke, Sikong Lin Yue turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Lie on the side and said, "I remember that the girl in the video seems to be Luo Qingwu, the new true disciple of the Heavenly Temple, why did this Qin Yue kill everyone but only show mercy to her subordinates?" ”

"I know a little bit about that." At this time, Lu Chang on the side said in a sullen voice: "More than two months ago, an elite disciple named Chen Ye of my Yellow Hall died on the martial arts platform of the Danwu Competition in Yongfeng City, and his opponent at that time was a Demon Dao martial artist who fought on behalf of the Luo Qingwu family, and the name of that Demon Dao martial artist was Qin Yue. ”

"Oh?" Sikong Lin Yue frowned: "You mean, that Qin Yue who killed your elite disciple of the Yellow Hall two months ago is the same person as this Qin Yue, and besides, he has a certain friendship with Luo Qingwu or the Luo family, so he will only show mercy to Luo Qingwu's subordinates?" ”

"Not bad!" Lu Chang nodded.

"In this way, it is reasonable, but ......" Sikong Linyue asked again: "Where did this Qin Yue come from, and which great force cultivated the disciple, have you ever checked?" ”

"According to the preliminary investigation, this Qin Yue is a loose cultivator." Lu Chang replied.

"Loose cultivator?" Sikong Lin Yue was slightly stunned, and then shook his head in disbelief: "This is impossible, there are not many people among the scattered martial artists who can cultivate the realm of the 'Ming Dao', how can such a demonic genius appear?" Either you're mistaken, or he's deliberately hiding his origins. ”

"Not really." Pei Ruohai said: "There is another possibility, he is indeed a loose cultivator, but he has got a certain great opportunity!" ”

"Serendipity?" Sikong Lin Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, it's not that this possibility is impossible!" ”

"Hmph, whether he is a disciple of a sect who hides his identity or a loose cultivator who has a chance, in short, if he kills the person of our Yanhuang Temple, he will have to pay for it!" Lu Chang said in a cold voice with a cold look in his eyes.

"That's a good thing to say, but the 'Young Master Competition' has always been a source of casualties, and besides, if our Yanhuang Temple, as the organizer and host, retaliates because of the damage of our own disciples, wouldn't it be laughed at by the world?" Sikong Lin Yue said in a deep voice.

"What do you want? Is that all? Lu Chang retorted with a calm face.

"Of course I didn't mean that......"

"Alright, don't talk about it!" Xuanyuan Lie, who had been silent, opened his mouth to interrupt the argument between the two, and said with a cold expression: "Put the other things aside for the time being, first carefully investigate this Qin Yue's background and then talk about it, no matter what, we can't lose the face of the Yanhuang Temple!" ”

If possible, he would like to immediately kill Qin Yue, a "murderer", to the scum, but he couldn't do that. Zhou Shifei and the others died in the "Young Master Competition", and Qin Yue also killed them instantly before they had time to admit defeat, and there was no violation of the rules. As Sikong Lin Yue said, if he retaliated because of the loss of his own disciples, he would inevitably be ridiculed by the people of the world, and the "Young Master Competition" held every ten years would be held in the Yanhuang Temple in the future.

Isn't it? What is the most important thing about the competition? Fair! If even basic fairness and impartiality cannot be achieved, then what is the point of competition? Who would be interested in participating in an unfair contest? There is no shame in losing, and there is real shame in not being able to afford to lose. The loss of the three True Transmission disciples was certainly heart-wrenching, but it was nothing compared to the face of the entire Yanhuang Temple.

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In the dense forest of ancient trees, a black figure is flickering through at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, every time the black figure dodges, the air flow behind him condenses a light black wing, above this light black wing, there are all kinds of strange runes, and the light flickers. One second it was here, the next second it was a thousand feet away.

This black figure with "long" wings was none other than Leng Wuyan, the first person of the younger generation in Senluo Domain, and the direction he was moving in happened to be the valley where Qin Yue and Zhou Shifei and the others met. Of course, the reason why he rushed there was naturally not to do it randomly, but to feel a wave of true yuan fluctuations coming out of the valley.

That True Yuan fluctuated extremely violently and at the same time had a slight sense of familiarity, Rao was still thousands of miles away at the time, and he was also clearly aware of the terrifying power contained in it.

A moment later, Leng Wuya's figure appeared at the entrance of the valley, and without thinking too much, he flew directly in.

Entering the valley, the first thing that caught Leng Wuya's eyes were four standing figures, these four people looked up in one direction with different expressions, it was the direction where Leng Wuya was now, their eyes flashed with fear, as if they had seen something incredible, everyone's expressions were so vivid, however, the truth was......

They're all dead!

A terrifying aura of killing, destruction, tyranny, and many other negative emotions wafted over the valley, and even this piece of the world became a little dim.

Facing the direction where Leng Wuya was, a huge crack stretched from not far under Leng Wuya's feet to endless distance, running through the entire valley, the crack that looked like a knife split, as wide as several zhang, and the depth could not be estimated, at least more than a hundred zhang.

Although he didn't see the scene in person, from the huge unfathomable crack in front of him, Leng Wuya could completely feel the strength of the person who made the shot. And the four who died were only killed by the aftermath of this blow, which is why they were still able to keep a complete corpse.

Although the blow passed, its meaning remained, and the air was filled with an extremely powerful and pure demonic aura, which did not disperse for a long time.

"It seems that that person's strength seems to be stronger than I imagined, interesting, this 'Young Master Competition' is really getting more and more interesting, hehe......" Leng Wuya smiled slightly, and a strange look crossed his eyes. Obviously, he had already deduced something from the demonic aura that remained in the valley.

Then, without lingering too much, Leng Wuya's figure flashed and exited the valley.

And about a quarter of an hour after Leng Wuya left the valley, three more figures came here. Needless to say, he was also attracted by the violent True Yuan fluctuations caused by Qin Yue's moves. In fact, the location of the three of them at that time was not far from this valley, only a hundred miles, the reason why they arrived so late than Leng Wuya was because the three of them were only martial artists in the realm of "enlightenment", how could they dare to rush over at the first time with such strength? Only after the "end of the song" is over, then come over to investigate the situation, and by the way, see if it is possible to get some unexpected gains.

"Hiss ~ this is ......"

Looking at the huge crack in the valley, the three of them suddenly gasped in unison.

"With such a strong demonic aura and such a terrifying blow, which demonic genius is this shot? Could it be that the cold is endless? One of them said with a shocked look on his face.

"I don't know." The martial artist standing beside him shook his head and said, "To be able to launch this kind of Cheng Dù attack, I'm afraid that he is at least a strong man in the middle or even late stage of the 'Ming Dao', such a figure is far from something we can speculate." ”

"Hey, looking at the costumes of these four, they seem to be from the Yanhuang Temple, right?" Seeing the four disciples of the Yanhuang Temple who were standing and dying, the other martial artist who was slightly emaciated had a brighter look in his eyes and said, "I don't know if there is anything left on them, I'll go and take a look." After speaking, he walked forward directly.

However, when this emaciated martial artist had just approached the bodies of the four Yanhuang Temple disciples, he was suddenly shocked, and his face instantly turned extremely pale, and in an instant, the whole person suddenly retreated more than ten steps, and with a "poof", a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"What's going on?" Seeing this, the other two looked shocked.

"Poof...... emaciated warrior spurted out a mouthful of blood again, pointing to the huge crack next to the four corpses, and was terrified: "That, that ......"

Hearing this, where did the other two still not understand? Obviously, the little energy that had not dissipated in this huge rift would automatically explode once a lifeform approached, and the emaciated martial artist was injured by these residual energy.

Just the trace of energy left after the attack can make a genius martial artist at the peak of "enlightenment" hurt a lot, what kind of terrifying Cheng Dù should this person be? For a while, the three of them had a strong sense of awe for the unknown demonic powerhouse.

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly!"

"Yes, yes, let's go right away......"

……

With the three of them gone, the valley became lifeless again, leaving behind only four lifeless corpses and a terrifying rift that ran through the valley and the thick demonic aura that persisted......