Ji Sunshi stared at Tang Yu in a daze, and it was difficult to recover from the shock for a long time.

The recent bloody storm in Baijia City was all because Tang Yu stirred up the wind and rain with one hand? If this is the case, it will inevitably be too terrifying.

Countless talents were born in the history of Great Chu, but all those talents were not enough to see compared with Tang Yu. If memory serves, Tang Yu is just twenty years old this year.

At the age of twenty, he entered the gods, and at the age of twenty, he had the strength to stir up the storm, but I am afraid that such geniuses are rare in the Hundred Courtyards.

"Master Jisun, don't worry, I will heal you. But if you can grasp this opportunity to enter Baijiayuan, I can't help you. Of course, those who survive have a great chance, because there are still many people who will die, and many people deserve to die!" Tang Yu said indifferently.

Looking at his face, he was as cold as iron, and he obviously had a murderous intent in his heart.

Ji Sunshi pondered for a long time and said, "Tang Yu, I probably understand some of these tricks. There are two people in this game of chess, one is Shu Changqing, the moral elder, and the other is Sun Jilong, who is hidden in the killing of Lou, both of whom are the top masters on the list of gods.

They should have taken over the task directly from a certain master of the Hundred Family Courtyard, and the goal is to kill you at all costs!"

"I can see that your origins are extraordinary, otherwise you wouldn't have grown to this point in just a few years. However, I have always been hostile to you, and of course, I have never had a good impression of you. Ji Sunshi said calmly.

Tang Yu smiled faintly, squinting at the head of the Jisun family in front of him, who was also one of the last disciples of the Guigu Sect.

After the Baijialou Guigu Gate was destroyed, the people of the Guigumen who escaped from the Baijiayuan were extremely rare, and even in the Five Kingdoms, these disciples did not dare to stir up the storm.

They can only find heirs in the dark. And Ji Sunshi is the descendant of one of the disciples, but he is not good at learning arts, and he is not as good as Sun Tengwen.

"Moral Venerable Shu Changqing, and Sun Jilong, these two people must die!" Tang Yu's face was murderous, and he was categorical. He paused and said, "Master Jisun, whether it is the so-called Confucian orthodoxy or the crooked way of the demons, to put it bluntly, it is just a pretense.

In the case of Sun Jilong, this person is clearly the scum of Confucianism, but some people have ill intentions, saying that he is the one who hides the Lou.

In the eyes of Confucian orthodoxy, all evil and crooked ways are headed by the hidden killing building. The truth is ridiculous, the person who really hides the Lou will never do these indiscriminate things......"

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he waved his hand slightly, and the two black-clothed men came in like ghosts to take Ji Sunshi away and disappear into the void.

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Since he was injured, Shu Changqing, the elder of morality, has been hiding in the small courtyard of Gui Garden to secretly heal his injuries, and the whole person has become extremely cautious.

People are old and very life-sparing. Since this chess game is a dead game, he doesn't want to care about it. After all, one's own life is the most important, and being able to enter the Baijiayuan safely is the most important thing.

As a moral elder who is well-known in the Great Zhou, he has made many friends over the years.

There are several people under his door who have already fallen into the trance, and now they are all recruited by him, and everyone is united and twisted into a rope. Navigate this mess together.

"There are still three days before this bureau is over! Once you have climbed the Baijia Cliff, you must go back and find out who is stirring up the storm behind the scenes, and once you find it, let it not die well. ”

"Yun Chang, come over here. ...... for the teacher"

"Huh?" Shu Changqing walked out of the room, subconsciously calling his disciple Wei Yunchang, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, a feeling of danger that he had never felt before permeated his heart, he subconsciously wanted to shrink back, ready to hide in the secret room immediately, and then quickly evacuate.

At this moment, in the dark part of the room, a cold voice sounded: "Old Shu Ge, you are not a hospitable person!

Shu Changqing was shocked, and immediately saw a familiar person, his opponent Sun Jilong.

Two screams sounded outside, and Shu Changqing's heart sank suddenly, because he knew that his other two collaborators had fallen.

In the flash of his mind, he laughed and said: "Pavilion Master Sun, aren't you here to kill the old decay today?" Pavilion Master, don't forget, the praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches are behind, and the situation has changed recently, but someone is secretly stirring up the wind and clouds!"

Sun Jilong squinted his eyes and said: "Immortal Shu Ge reminds me that the old man is not old and confused, it is true that someone is stirring up the storm, but the old man is also happy to see it." I like to see that we can die more so-called Confucian righteousness and give us more chances!"

"How is it?Old Shu Ge, what's next in this game of chess?"

"Haha, okay, good, it's worthy of being the hand of the evil demon, I am not wronged by the defeat of Lao Shu at your hands, but there is one thing you may have forgotten, my cultivation room has always been the most unpredictable place!"

Sun Jilong raised his eyebrows, subconsciously realizing that something was wrong.

However, at this moment, the walls on the left and right sides were violently opened, and the two golden pens blocked Sun Jilong's back road, and Shu Changqing also moved at the same time.

The strings in his hand were plucked, and the knife was instantly killed in front of Sun Jilong under the blessing of the powerful saint's power field.

Sun Jilong shouted, raised his hand, and a picture scroll flew out of his sleeve.

In the middle of the picture, a mountain peak came out of the paper and slammed into Shu Changqing's piano knife.

"Boom!", the magic weapon and the spirit weapon collided together, and Shu Changqing was shocked and took a few steps back.

The scroll in his hand also flew out without hesitation at this time, and Sun Jilong's whole person had already risen into the air, and the three monks around him happened to sacrifice spiritual weapons to come and respond.

However, the scroll in Shu Changqing's hand was also extremely powerful, and the pen was sharp, wrapping Sun Jilong and several people in it like a net of heaven and earth.

"Qiang, Qiang!"

At the same time, Shu Changqing's Dharma Qin played a passionate melody, and the clouds in the sky were rolling, and the saint's power field controlled by the third strong man on the god list was constructed into a terrifying vision.

At the moment of life and death, Sun Jilong's figure flashed, tearing the void and instantly casting a retreat technique.

However, his companions did not have time to do so, and were immediately beaten into pulp by the powerful saint's power field.

At the critical moment, Sun Jilong sacrificed his companions to block Shu Changqing's attack.

When he condensed his body in the void again, his golden pen exuded a terrifying and corrupt aura, and the golden pen turned into a huge skull in the air, and green phosphorus fire erupted from the skull's mouth, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, volleying down into the air.

The god-level spell has gone beyond the scope of the four arts, this is Sun Jilong's famous "Yin Corpse Killing".

It is said that he was inspired by the magic of the necromancy to create this terrifying spell.

The aura of death enveloped the entire courtyard, and Shu Changqing's face became very solemn.

The mechanism he had set up in the cultivation room just now had already been used, but it did not hurt Sun Jilong in a brazen blow.

His magic weapon has also been used once, and both of them have magic weapons in their hands, but they don't dare to act rashly.

In the face of Sun Jilong's evil spell, Shu Changqing's piano sound rolled, and the quaint piano turned into a long black knife.

The strings were in his hands, and the long knife glowed with a swarthy light between the plucks of the strings.

A sword slashed up from below, and the powerful saint's power field set off a huge yin explosion sound in the air, and the entire courtyard was instantly razed to the ground in the terrifying force field.

The power of this knife is Shu Changqing's "Ten Thousand Transformation Knife Technique" in the god-level spell, the spirit weapon knife, like the arm and finger, similar to the flying sword cast by the legendary immortals, indestructible, nothing can be stopped.

The two spiritual weapons collided in the air, Sun Jilong's spell was blatantly broken by this knife, Sun Jilong retreated and hid into the void, looking down at the golden pen in his hand that had turned into a prototype, and a cut had already appeared on the golden pen.

Now above the level of the spirit weapon, he has suffered a loss.

Without any hesitation, as soon as he raised his hand, he was about to sacrifice the magic weapon in his sleeve again.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped, and in the void, a venerable figure appeared, and seven or eight god-level masters appeared at once.

is the first person, with five long beards fluttering, and the appearance of a faction of Confucians.

"Elder Shu Ge, you are so lively here, could it be that you have encountered an attack from the Evil Demon?"

The Confucian man said unhurriedly, Sun Jilong secretly complained, and secretly prepared to tear the void and retreat.

As soon as his spell thought moved, he felt that the void crack around him seemed to be completely sealed by a magic weapon, and he couldn't even use the saint's power field.

Originally, he was injured, and when he encountered a strong enemy, where would he have the strength to fight again?

Shu Changqing also suffered a lot in the courtyard, between life and death, crazy spells, the mana in his body was already a little unbearable, and his old injuries had not healed, and after such a hard battle, the injury recurred, and the combat power was also greatly reduced.

"Is it Lu Xuezong?Okay, you're too good to come, quickly kill Sun Jilong, this demon, whose spells are contaminated with the breath of the undead, and it is really extremely evil......"

Shu Changqing said.

The Confucian in the sky nodded and said, "Shu Ge's order, where do I dare to disobey, haha......"

He laughed, and in the sky, eight blue-robed figures appeared.

Eight people, four people besieged Sun Jilong, but the other four people rushed towards Shu Changqing instantly.

They are all god-level powerhouses, and they all have the ability to tear apart the void, and it is too late, when it is fast, the two people who fought hard before became prey in an instant.

Shu Changqing was shocked and said, "Lu Xuezong, you ...... What are you doing here? I'm a moral superior, so are you trying to be the enemy of Confucianism in the world?"

"Haha......"

Tang Yu laughed, the strange sound of his body "crackling", his appearance quietly changed, where is still Lu Shouxun's appearance, it is clear that he is alive and well Tang Yu.

"Shu Zunchang, a good moral elder, Zun Elder should know that those who want to kill people will always kill them. At this point, I can only destroy both opponents, otherwise how can I win?"

After Tang Yu finished speaking, the golden pen in his hand was sacrificed, and the golden pen condensed into a round of brilliance like a rising sun in the air.

In the midst of the brilliance, a statue loomed, and a powerful and terrifying saint aura enveloped the entire void...... (To be continued......)