Chapter 113: The Woman Who Entered the Tao with a Sword

The big platform was full of messes.

In an instant.

These hopeful young seeds of the Qingxu faction suffered heavy casualties, even Yan Nantian's son died tragically, and when they heard such cold words from the initiator, countless people retreated one after another, revealing unconcealed jealousy in their eyes, as if Shen Yu had become an even more terrifying figure than the Qingxu faction.

Shen Yu waved his hand lightly, and the wooden sword instantly flew back into his sleeve.

The transparent lightsaber that killed Yan Yunyu earlier was nothing more than an aura sword that he had condensed at random with Dao Sect spells.

After the killing, nature dissipates.

Facing everyone's gaze, Shen Yu did not show any expression.

The experience of this life, where his heart is located is in Nanhe City, the old residence of the Shen family.

And all of this originated from the Yunyang Guan Perfection Taoist.

So after the Shen family perished, he changed his name and surname and sneaked into the deserted city in the northwest, killed Zhishan, and ruined Yunyang Temple.

Earlier, when he saw the costumes of those disciples, he finally remembered that when he was in the northwest, the disciples of Yunyangguan were the same clothes.

It turns out that he has already been an enemy, no wonder he is tired of watching it.

Some finally came back to their senses, looking at the figure in a trance.

On this high platform, Shen Yu only did two things.

One is to paint, and the other is to kill.

The two have very different meanings, but they show the same temperament in him.

Overbearing.

Ruthless.

No doubt.

Some of the more thoughtful ones noticed the more terrifying details.

He blocked the blow of the Broken Blade Mountain Yunxia Mirror, and then returned it to the hundreds of disciples of the Qingxu Sect.

Then it was the condensation of qi for the sword to kill Yan Yunyu.

All the movements between the two, Shen Yu's footsteps did not move a step from beginning to end, but they completely teased Yan Nantian, a cultivator with profound cultivation, in the palm of his hand.

How calculating and calm does this require?

The storm is back.

The wind and clouds above the nine heavens began to stir, and the aura flowed in all directions.

A majestic aura of slaughter came from thousands of miles away, without any form, but as if it had been scraped by a knife.

The Yunxia Mirror without a royal envoy is windless and automatic, and it is very happy, as if meeting an old friend.

A majestic pressure descended on the air.

Shen Yu raised his head slightly, looking a little serious.

He felt the aura that had already stepped into the upper three realms, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was not surprising that it was the woman who entered the Dao with a knife in the Broken Blade Mountain, Li Moran.

Hit the small, come big, hit the big, come old.

This sentence is a popular word in both the ordinary world and the cultivation world, and Shen Yu has naturally heard it and has a deep understanding.

And the next move of the other party also proved his idea.

The wind and clouds on the high round platform passed away into the distance, and the sun did not cover the entire platform in the slightest.

But everyone felt that it was so cold.

Because as the powerful aura in the distance got closer and closer, everyone realized that it was actually a silver arc-shaped qi wave.

It was the smell of some kind of weapon.

It's not a sharp and swift sword qi.

It's a domineering and invincible sword intent.

Shen Yu understood.

It turned out that the woman who was rumored to enter the Tao with a knife slashed at him thousands of miles away, without mercy.

This knife may have been used since he stepped on the round platform to defeat Yan Yunyu, or it may have been even earlier.

As the distance and time passed, the sword became less violent, but it was still powerful, powerful enough to destroy the lives of everyone on the platform in an instant.

Don't run away.

will die.

escaped, and everyone on the big platform was buried first.

...

Shen Yu glanced at the ground.

Zhao Ji, who was greatly injured, felt the meaning, and her figure flashed, grabbing the father and daughter of the Yang family and running into the distance.

At the same time, many cultivators also reacted and fled into the distance.

Many wealthy people and wealthy families in the city who did not have the slightest practice had nowhere to escape, and they all hid on the edge of the round platform with their faces as white as earth.

There is a storm first.

Bang!

The floating round platform moved dozens of feet in the air, and the bricks at the edge of the ground cracked countless net-like cracks, and began to spread wildly towards the center.

The whole high platform is crumbling.

Countless people screamed with heart-rending screams.

Just the wind brought by the sword intent is already so terrifying, if the arc-shaped sword qi that follows completely collides, what can be done in the air at a height of hundreds of zhang.

In the eyes of everyone, Yan Nantian, the only one who had hope of stopping this blow, seemed to have lost his soul, holding Yan Yunyu's corpse, his face was like ashes, and he didn't make the slightest movement.

When all thoughts were lost, some people were terrified and wept.

"It's all that Shen Yu, if it weren't for him, how could we be like this."

"That's right, he wants to die and drags us to die together, this broom star!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

When people in the world encounter something that cannot be solved, they will subconsciously blame their suffering and torture on certain people and certain things, so as to vent their fear and resentment in their hearts.

The world is full of strange things, nothing more than that.

Countless voices containing complaints and curses sounded, as if they were pointed out by a thousand people.

It was only in the midst of these self-defeating words that another shocked voice came.

"He? .... He! ”

Before the words fell, countless eyes looked forward with the desire to survive.

I saw that the back of the green shirt that was as straight as a sword had quietly walked to the top of the big platform for some time.

The wind blew, the young man's clothes fluttered, and his big sleeves swayed, like a drop of immortals.

...

Shen Yu quietly looked at the arc-shaped sword qi in the sky.

He heard the words of the people behind him clearly, but he didn't pay any attention to them.

Because the human heart is the most unpredictable, and it is also the most incomprehensible.

What they say doesn't really have much to do with what he's going to do.

He's not standing here for anyone.

It's just that the other party's attitude and method of making a knife are too contemptuous, so this feeling makes Shen Yu's already unhappy mood even worse.

The sun is long.

Shen Yu's right hand was completely covered with thick blood red.