Text Chapter Ninety-Seven Elder of the Sword Tower
It had been a full day since Yu Han entered the Sword Tower.
On this day, wooden signs kept flying out of the small window on the third floor and fell into Jun Xiangqing's hands.
And every time the news on the wooden card is on it, he is also very satisfied.
The three-story Sword Tower's Pavilion Guardian disciple was very dedicated, and the news he passed on was not false.
For a whole day, Yu Han had cultivated almost all the swordsmanship supernatural powers of the three-story sword tower.
Although the final result is still forgotten as always, only a few moves remain.
However, in the Sword Intent Galaxy, except for the thirty-six big stars derived from the Four Great Futu Ancient Sword Sutras, the remaining seventy-two big stars have all been replaced.
Yu Han put down the last piece of swordsmanship, and a smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth.
"It's only been a day, and it's much faster than expected!"
"Now the one hundred and eight big stars of the Sword Intent Galaxy have completely broken away from the category of basic swordsmanship and have been completely reborn, although these seventy-two stars later are not as good as the thirty-six big stars derived from the four great Futu Ancient Sword Sutras in terms of strength. β
"But the power of this sword intent galaxy has increased several times compared to before!"
Yu Han sighed softly and looked at the afterglow that fell through the window lattice: "It's time to leave!"
He took one last glance at the neatly arranged jade slips of the exercises, and slowly walked towards the stairs.
"The third floor of the Sword Tower is specially prepared for those genius disciples, including the top ten senior brothers on the current hero list, who have all gained a lot here, and you ...... What a waste of so many mission points!"
When Yu Han's figure walked past the window, the eyes of the Pavilion Guardian disciple flickered, and he finally couldn't help but speak.
"Every mission point is not easy to come by, and I don't know how many disciples are struggling in the lower echelons, wanting to fight for the opportunity to enter here. β
"And you, since you have this opportunity, you don't cherish it well, but you pick and choose, and you haven't cultivated a set of magical powers until now, which is really a loser. β
Hearing this, Yu Han stopped and turned his head to look at the nagging pavilion disciple with interest.
However, his eyes fell on a wooden sign on the table.
Especially the few lines on it, his eyes couldn't help but squint slightly.
"At noon, I still continue to replace the supernatural powers, and I don't make an inch!"
"This guy has been recording his situation here all along!" Yu Han smiled faintly, and through the pane, he happened to see the group of people standing downstairs.
Of course, I also saw Jun Xiangqing.
The smile on his lips grew more and more indifferent.
The disciple of the Pavilion Shou saw the change in his gaze, but he did not put away the wooden card on the table, because he really did not take Yu Han in his eyes.
"If I were your teacher, I would definitely teach you a good lesson, why waste enough opportunity for a disciple to rise like this?"
He didn't say a word, but he felt his throat tighten.
The figure on the other side appeared in front of him ghostly at some point, and the fingers like iron pincers were clasped right above his throat.
The face of the pavilion guard disciple turned pale for a moment, being able to come here as a pavilion guard, guarding such a heavy place, the cultivation is definitely not an ordinary person.
Even if it's not as good as the top ten masters on the hero list, it's definitely not too much worse.
However, this Pavilion Guarding disciple was shocked to find that from the time the other party made a move until he was held by the throat, all the movements and moves seemed to have avoided his spiritual sense.
"Does this guy have such terrifying strength?"
The disciples of the Pavilion looked at Yu Han with horror on their faces, and finally understood why Jun Xiangqing was so jealous of him, and specially sent a message to let him pay attention to the news that he was in the Sword Tower.
It's just that everything is a little late.
Yu Han's faint gaze fell on the face of the Pavilion Guard's disciple, and the chill at the corner of his mouth made the other party's whole body cold.
He raised his arm inch by inch, and forcibly raised the Shouge disciple to the same height as himself.
"What you said makes some sense, but I don't understand it, what does this have to do with you?"
Then, he laughed again, and his gaze took away from the other's face and fell on the figure outside the small window.
"However, since you like to talk to him so much, then I might as well fulfill you!"
Hearing this, the disciples of the Pavilion couldn't help but change their faces drastically, and their eyes finally turned into horror.
"What are you going to do, I'm a disciple of the Sword Tower, if you dare to make a move on me, the consequences are not something you can bear!"
Yu Han pursed his lips disdainfully: "But I really want to try, why can't I bear it!"
When the words fell, he shook his right hand fiercely.
The disciple of the Pavilion screamed miserably, and his body directly smashed into the Aoki pane, falling straight down.
The screams of the disciples guarding the pavilion made the inner courtyard disciples who were originally cultivating on the third floor also cast their eyes.
It's just that there was a bit of incredible shock in his eyes.
"Is this kid stupid? Even the disciples of the Pavilion dare to make a move, doesn't he know that making a move with the disciples of the Pavilion here is equivalent to doing something with the Elder of the Sword Tower?"
"That's crazy! Where the hell did this guy come from?
All the disciples of the three-story sword tower looked at Yu Han one after another.
However, at this moment, Yu Han seemed to have just done a particularly ordinary thing, and walked slowly down the steps.
The door of the sword tower had already been opened, and when I walked to the first floor, I could already hear a noisy sound coming from outside.
Jun Xiangqing looked at the disciple who was guarding the pavilion in embarrassment, his face was full of horror at first, and then he couldn't help but feel overjoyed in his heart.
"This guy let you escape in the mission hall, but he didn't know how to converge yet, and he came here to injure the disciple of the Sword Tower!"
It's just a pity that you don't know how serious this matter is, and how do you think you can bear the consequences of this?"
Under the gaze of his eyes, Yu Han walked out step by step.
Moreover, the direction he was walking was exactly where Jun Xiangqing was standing, and his eyes were also fixed on Jun Xiangqing.
"What are you going to do?" Jun Xiangqing's voice trembled slightly.
Yu Han stopped in front of him and looked at his somewhat pale face sarcastically: "To be honest, since the last time I beat you, I really didn't take you seriously, so even if you were so cheap yesterday, I didn't teach you a lesson." β
He shook his head with some hatred: "It's just a pity, you really don't grow up, I don't want to beat you, but you have to turn your face over, since you like cheap so much, then fulfill you!"
Jun Xiangqing's pupils shrank, and the breath flowing from Yu Han's body at this moment was cold and scary.
"Smack-"
Jun Xiangqing's eyes widened, and he didn't see how Yu Han made a move, and he had already been slapped loudly.
The right half of his face was instantly swollen, and the five red fingerprints were shocking.
"You dare to hit me?" Jun Xiangqing waited for his eyes, gritted his teeth and said coldly, since he was a child, even if he was taught a lesson by Yu Han last time, he had never been slapped in the face in public like this.
However, at this moment, he actually slapped himself.
"I want you dead!" Jun Xiangqing's face was already madly distorted.
"Do you have that ability?" Yu Han's gaze swept over Jun Xiangqing, and even the disciples around him.
"Do you have the same ability? If not, then get out of the way!" he kicked Jun Xiangqing in the chest.
Poor Jun Xiangqing didn't have time to see how Yu Han kicked this kick clearly.
The whole body was kicked sideways and flew out, and he fell to the ground hard.
Everyone was silent, since they joined Jun Xiangqing's command, they had never seen the boss suffer such a big loss.
Looking at the cold aftermath of the body, especially the cold gaze that swept over, I felt a shiver from the heart when I touched it slightly.
Inexplicable fear arose out of thin air, and everyone involuntarily retreated.
Yu Han walked forward step by step, and none of the onlookers dared to stop him.
"Kill him for meβ"
Even if Jun Xiangqing's heart-rending roar kept coming from behind him, these disciples didn't make a move.
With a little contempt in his eyes, Yu Han glanced at Jun Xiangqing who fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth pulled up a little disdain, and he turned around to leave.
However, at this moment, a gray figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the way.
Seeing this suddenly appearing figure, Yu Han's face changed slightly, and his brows furrowed.
The gray-clothed middle-aged man looked at Yu Han with such a face, and his eyes were so flat that people couldn't figure it out.
"Elder!"
The disciples of the pavilion who were supported by several disciples saw this gray-clothed man, and immediately complained loudly: "Please be the elder, this Yu Han threw the disciple down from the window of the three-story sword tower, and kept talking sarcastically, and asked the elder to take action to capture this arrogant person who broke the rules of the sword tower!"
The gray-clothed man didn't move, and his gaze still didn't avoid Yu Han's body.
Jun Xiangqing's face finally flashed with a hint of madness: "Elder Jianlou has arrived, Yu Han, this time I see how you fight with me!"
"The disciple can testify that this Yu Han is extremely arrogant, not only did he break the rules of the Sword Tower, but even I said a few words because I couldn't see it, and I was beaten by him!"
Jun Xiangqing said respectfully.
And at this moment, Yu Han's eyes were staring at the man in gray without blinking.
Even though he already knew the identity of the other party, for him, he still had that indifferent expression.
The Sword Tower Elder finally withdrew his gaze, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at the Shouge disciple who was kneeling on the ground and Jun Xiangqing who was lying there.
He shook his head suddenly, and then said, "Why should I ask you to testify? Am I blind?"
Jun Xiangqing and the disciples of the Shou Pavilion were stunned at the same time, and looked at the elder of the Sword Tower with some confusion.
The calm and powerful voice of the elder of the Sword Tower spread out again: "The entire Sword Tower is mine, what happened inside, I still need you to report?"
"Spread out!" He waved his hand impatiently, stared at Jun Xiangqing and said, "From today onwards, within three years, you will not be allowed to enter the Sword Tower to cultivate again!"
Jun Xiangqing looked at the elder of the sword tower in a daze, his eyes full of shock and incredulity.
The disciples of the pavilion were even more silent, refusing to say a word.
Jun Xiangqing is like this, so what about himself?
Elder Jianlou didn't speak to him, but turned his head to look at Yu Han: "You better get out of here quickly!"
Yu Han frowned, and some doubts flashed in his eyes.
Elder Jianlou smiled slightly, and then said, "Elder Teaching is waiting for you!"