The tour bus drove to the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

It was noon, and there was a lot of crowding.

Wang Yu walked the mountain road with a familiar car and went to the Damao Peak in the back mountain.

Walking through the long stone staircase, Wang Yu finally came to the bottom of the Maoshan Sect.

But he sensed that something was wrong.

The mountain gate was wide open, but there was not a single disciple guarding the door.

When I entered the door, I couldn't see any human figures.

Today's Maoshan Sect is really a little deserted and abnormal.

"Strange? Where has this man gone? ”

Wang Yu continued to walk inside, and suddenly a smell of blood wafted with the wind.

He was startled and immediately walked quickly to the smell.

When he stepped on the square in front of the Maoshan Palace, Wang Yu was stunned by the scene in front of him.

There is a group of people who came out of nowhere and are making trouble in Maoshan!

This group of people is quite powerful, about a hundred people.

But the ones who really have the strength are only a few cultivators at the head, and the rest of them are a rabble.

Those cultivators were all evil, and at first glance, they were the scum of the cultivation world who cultivated crooked and evil ways.

They flaunted their might in the square, and their arrogance was very arrogant.

On the other side, the hundred Maoshan disciples were all sitting cross-legged on the ground pranayama.

These disciples all looked painful, their faces were pale, their faces were blue, and their lips were black and purple, as if they had been poisoned by some kind of poison.

At the forefront, there were the elders of Maoshan and others, all of whom were also sitting cross-legged on the ground to regulate their luck.

It seems that they have also been poisoned, but because of their profound skills, they are not as exaggerated as ordinary disciples.

Xu Wenyang, the head of Maoshan, sat in the middle of the group, with black blood on the corners of his mouth and clothes, and he looked like he was injured a lot.

Xiao Chun's sister and brother Xu Tong also sat cross-legged next to them, among which half of Xu Tong's face was already swollen due to bleeding from the injury, and Xiao Chun's hair was also a little messy.

Apparently all three of them had fought the intruders.

When Wang Yu saw this scene, he was very shocked.

He did not make a rash move, but jumped to the eaves of the side hall to observe secretly.

At this time, a strong man cultivator with a strong figure and a big knife wrapped around his waist swaggered to the center.

The strong man said: "Xu Wenyang, don't die, hurry up and hand over all the upper and lower sword scores of the Zhuxian Sword Technique!" ”

Xu Wenyang closed his eyes and was unmoved.

Another rickety old man, dressed in a blue cloth robe, carrying a dragon's head cane, and a medicine gourd tied around his waist, stepped forward.

The old man said: "Master Xu, you have profound skills, so naturally you are not afraid of the poison of my real person, but these disciples in your sect are still shallow in cultivation, if there is no antidote from me, I am afraid they will not survive the dark." Do you want to watch them give away their young lives in vain just for a sword book? ”

Xu Wenyang's brows moved slightly.

Xu Wen said: "Brother, you just hand over the sword spectrum!" It's just a sword spectrum, there's no need to bury my entire Maoshan Sect for it, right? Without a sword spectrum, haven't we all come over the Maoshan Sect in the past few hundred years! ”

Wang Yu listened to the conversation between them on the rooftop and roughly understood what was going on.

It turns out that these guys are here to snatch the sword spectrum of the Zhuxian Sword Technique.

This kind of thing happened once in Maoshan hundreds of years ago.

That time, Maoshan suffered a huge trauma, and at the same time, the lower part of the sword book was lost.

Unexpectedly, now that the sword spectrum has just returned to Zhao and returned to the hands of Maoshan Sect, history has repeated itself again.

Seeing that Xu Wenyang had not spoken, the strong man was a little impatient.

He shouted loudly: "Stinky Taoist, are you deaf? ”

Xiao Chun said coldly: "You guys die, even if I don't have a single inch of grass in Maoshan today, we won't hand over the sword book to you!" ”

The strong man was furious: "Little stinky girl, Lao Tzu will strip you naked now, see if your mouth dares to be so hard!" ”

His hand reached for Tsubaki.

Half of the broken tiles flew down from the sky at great speed, knocking his hand away.

For a moment, the audience was shocked.

Everyone on the field looked up to the roof of the side hall in the back.

Xiao Chun saw Wang Yu standing on the roof, and his eyes flashed.

When everyone in Maoshan saw Wang Yu, they all looked as if they had seen a savior and hope.

Especially those Maoshan disciples who have experienced the interception of corpses on Jingyang Baishi Island.

They looked at the dashing figure standing on the roof, their eyes as if they had seen a god.

Xu Tong was very excited when he saw Wang Yu, if he wasn't seriously injured, he would have jumped up with excitement.

Only Xu Wenyu and Zhong Shenxiu saw Wang Yu appear, and their expressions were very subtle.

is different from the Maoshan Sect, the gang of guys who make trouble generally have an expression of who the hell is this kid.

The strong man shook off the ashes on his hands, glared at Wang Yu angrily, and said, "Little bastard, where the fuck did you come from?" Dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu! Today, Lao Tzu is not good at teaching you a lesson, and Lao Tzu will not be called Zhen Tianba! ”

He pulled out the big knife at his waist, stomped his foot on the ground, and flew towards the opposite roof with a fierce momentum.

The little minions below were amazed, for them, a physique like Zhen Tianba, and such a rapid speed, was already very amazing.

In fact, Zhen Tianba's strength is not low, although it is not as good as Xu Wenyang, the head of Maoshan, but it is more than enough to have a tie with Xu Wenyu, the head of Maoshan.

It's a pity that his opponent is Wang Yu.

At the moment when Zhen Tianba flew up, Wang Yu also flew down towards Zhen Tianba.

Compared to his speed, there is nothing bright about his speed.

The distance between the two is getting shorter and shorter.

When there was only a distance of less than one person, Wang Yu suddenly disappeared! In the blink of an eye, he was already standing in the middle of the square, and at this time, Zhen Tianba was still holding a knife in the sky.

There were no more than three people on the field who saw Wang Yu's movements clearly.

Xu Wenyang is one of them.

So at that time, Xu Wenyang looked at Wang Yu dumbfounded, and couldn't help but start to break out in a cold sweat on his back, and secretly said in his heart: "It's only been less than half a month, and when he killed the corpse kun, his cultivation has actually advanced so much!" ”

The others just felt that Wang Yu had sped up in an instant, and landed on the ground from the air in a body that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

There are two words in their hearts - so fast!

Then Zhen Tianba landed.

As soon as Zhen Tianba landed, the big knife in his hand suddenly shattered into pieces.

Just when everyone was surprised, an even more shocking scene happened.

Zhen Tianba's hands and feet joints, his clothes cracked, and a blood mist several meters high spewed out, and the whole person was like a fountain.

Eventually he fell to the ground on his back.

Not only was his weapon cut off by Wang Yu's bare hands at that moment, but even his tendons and tendons were also abolished by Wang Yu.

Wang Yu was merciful and spared him a dog's life.

Now this group of people looked at Wang Yu again, and two words popped up in their eyes - so strong!

They all took a few steps back unconsciously.

Even Zhen Tianba killed it with his bare hands, and no one wanted to be the second.

Wang Yu's gaze swept over, and these little minions were stunned and avoided Wang Yu's eyes one after another.

And then only whispered together:

"This man is so strong!"

"I really don't know where he came from?"

"I think maybe he is even more powerful than the head of Maoshan."

"I'm afraid only Gongziyun can beat him!"

……

Wang Yu walked in front of Xu Wenyang, half-squatted down and said, "Uncle Xu, are you okay?" ”

Xu Wenyang excitedly took Wang Yu's hand and said, "I'm fine, Xiaoyu, thanks to you for coming in time!" ”

Wang Yu looked at the three of them, father and child, and said with a solemn expression: "Don't worry, as long as I, Wang Yu, am here, no one can find trouble in Maoshan." ”

Everyone in Maoshan was very moved, but Xu Wen told Zhong Shenxiu's master and apprentice, and the eyes on the side were full of vicious hatred.

The old man on the opposite side who claimed to be a real person said arrogantly: "Boy, I don't care who you are, if you know each other, get out of the way for me, this is our grudge with the Maoshan Sect, and it is not your turn for an outsider from the mountain to come up and intervene." ”

Wang Yu got up, turned his head, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a chill in his eyes: "I still have to take care of this matter today!" ”

The real man said angrily: "You kid is a toast and doesn't eat and drink!" ”

Wang Yu smiled lightly: "Hehe, I want to taste the poisonous wine in your gourd." ”

He had already seen that this old man was a poison cultivator, and his Dao Xing was far above the Zhentianba just now, and he could go hand in hand with Xu Wenyang, the head of Maoshan Mountain.