Kaiyuan City.
Located in Zhongzhou, it is a large city within the jurisdiction of the Yin Yang Holy Sect.
A man in green robes had a stern look on his face, holding a snow-white sword in his hand. The many cracks on the sword that had been repaired gave him a murderous air.
The name of the sword is Zhaoxue.
Pedestrians on the road glanced sideways, as if they seemed familiar.
"Look at that man. He seems to be very similar to Xiao Qian in the scroll. Do you think he is..."
"Isn't it possible? Xiao Qian came to our Kaiyuan City?"
"Didn't he say that he was going to resolve an old matter from three years ago? Why did he come to our Kaiyuan City! You must have read it wrong."
"No, really, look at that young man in green robe, he looks exactly the same as in the scroll!"
"Hiss...it seems to be true!"
"Look, it looks exactly like the picture."
"But why did he come to our Kaiyuan City? Could it be that he wanted to settle the old matter from three years ago? But we are hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Northern Territory, and even eight poles have nothing to do with it."
"Is it possible that someone here has offended him?"
"Hey...that man is really unlucky. Who can he mess with, but Xiao Qian? He is Su Mu's disciple!"
"..."
All the people said one after another.
More and more people surrounded Xiao Qian.
However, he didn't seem to care, and there was some unknown emotion in his cold eyes.
He wandered into the center of the city.
Countless young people followed him all the way, all seeming to be expecting something to happen.
It feels like you can eat a big melon!
"Today, I set up an arena in Kaiyuan City to challenge the younger generation of the Yin-Yang Holy Sect... I know that among the people present, there must be disciples from the Yin-Yang Holy Sect. Please let me know."
"Whether it's one-on-one, or you both go up together, I'll all shoulder the responsibility!"
"I will only wait for three days in Kaiyuan City. If no one accepts the challenge, I will go to the Yin Yang Holy Sect in person."
Xiao Qian scolded.
The sound covered the center of the city.
His purpose was not only for the agreement made three years ago, but also to vent his anger on himself.
Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river... Don't bully young people into poverty.
In order to join the Yin-Yang Holy Cult, Ning Cai'er did not hesitate to come to her home to break off the engagement. How could Xiao Qian not feel a pang in her heart?
After all, the two of them were childhood sweethearts, and their marriage had been settled for a long time. But when the Xiao family was destroyed and they had nothing, they were abandoned!
Anyone else would probably feel dissatisfied.
"Hiss... Is this Xiao Qian going to challenge all the disciples of the Yin Yang Holy Sect with his own strength? How courageous!"
"He is worthy of being the supreme genius of the younger generation!"
"We are having fun now!"
"Although I don't know what grudges there are between the Yin Yang Sacred Cult and Xiao Qian, what this guy did is really a slap in the face to the Yin Yang Sacred Cult... If Xiao Qian succeeds in killing the younger generation of disciples with his own power, I'm afraid he will be reduced to It’s the laughing stock of the world.”
"Yes, what if the Yin-Yang Holy Sect gets desperate and resorts to underhanded tactics?"
"I don't think the Yin Yang Holy Sect has the courage. Do you know who his master is?"
"Su Mu! Who doesn't know this?"
"Haha... Now that we know it is Su Mu, how could the Yin Yang Holy Sect use evil tricks on Xiao Qian? Is it possible that they are not afraid that Su Mu will stand up for his disciple and stage another drama of 'asking the Sword Emperor Pavilion alone'?"
"That's right! They are all holy land-level existences. The Yin-Yang Holy Sect will definitely be afraid of Su Mu and will not dare to use dirty tricks without authorization."
"..."
A group of people started talking.
None of them thought that Xiao Qian would lose to the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect. Instead, they were worried that the Yin-Yang Sect would resort to dirty tricks in order to save their face.
After all, there is an invincible master above him, and his disciples must be talented and evil!
This view is deeply rooted in people's hearts.
And...another emperor's son almost died in Xiao Qian's hands before. It's impossible for a disciple of the Yin Yang Holy Cult to be stronger than the legendary emperor's son, right?
In the midst of discussion.
The news that Xiao Qian wanted to challenge all the younger generation disciples of the Yin Yang Holy Sect spread quickly.
Countless monks came towards Kaiyuan City to join in the fun.
There were also many people who spontaneously prepared the arena for Xiao Qian.
at this time.
In a teahouse.
A man in a white robe was idly drinking tea while listening to the storyteller's story.
There was a middle-aged man standing respectfully beside him.
He has the demeanor of a child of aristocratic family.
This person is Su Mu!
Not long after leaving Wanjian Mountain, he caught up with his disciple, but instead of recognizing him, he changed his appearance and quietly paid attention.
Act as a protector hiding in the shadows.
This is an experience that belongs to him. If he appears by his side early, I am afraid that he will have someone to rely on. It will be difficult to think of any improvement by then.
When it comes to spiritual practice, you can only blaze a trail by yourself.
The role of the protector is only to save him when his life is hanging by a thread... and also to prevent some forces from using evil tricks and sending out strong men to kill him in his infancy!
"Your Majesty, is it possible that the young master is being too high-profile?"
"The Yin Yang Holy Sect will definitely not sit still and wait for death. I'm afraid there will be an accident when the time comes."
Black Dragon said cautiously.
Su Mu waved his hand after hearing this, "This matter is not urgent. The Yin-Yang Holy Sect has not become anxious yet. We are new to Kaiyuan City, so let's have fun for a few days first."
"Let's go... I have nothing to do today, let's go and listen to music!"
After saying that, he stretched his waist, left a few spirit stones in his place, and left from the teahouse.
He was fanning lightly with a folding fan in his hand, which made him look a bit like a handsome young man.
Seeing this, the black dragon sighed slightly and followed.
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Yin Yang Holy Religion.
In a magnificent palace.
Holy Master Yin Yang paced back and forth, his expression full of worry.
Ning Cai'er stayed aside quietly, her pretty face showing no emotion, and she didn't seem to be affected by Xiao Qian's actions.
A mark between her eyebrows shone with rays of light, adding a sense of mystery to it.
It has a hint of a goddess.
On the other side, Chu Fei, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, walked out of the retreat and came to the main hall.
His expression was rather gloomy, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with what Xiao Qian had done.
It should be noted that people under 100 years old can be considered as the younger generation. Although I am a period earlier than Xiao Qian, in theory, I still belong to the same category.
He and his master Su Mu were in the same era just now, but now... they were challenged by the disciples of his rivals at the same time!
How can you not feel angry?
Even though there is a huge gap between him and Su Mu, he is not someone that Xiao Qian can challenge!
"Master, just let me go and deal with that kid. How dare you challenge me, the younger generation of the Yin-Yang Holy Sect, to seek death?"
Chu Fei said with hatred.
Although he was annoyed at being challenged by Su Mu's disciples, at this moment he wanted to teach that boy who didn't know the heights of the world a harsh lesson!
Let him know that not everyone can challenge him!
