The young man in green shirt stood there quietly, looking down at the countless people on the top of the mountain.
The first people to notice him were a few young disciples not far from the attic. The green shirt was very eye-catching. At first, they thought it was because they were dazzled. After staring for a long time, they realized that it was real.
Several disciples showed expressions of surprise.
Not only is there a huge mahogany plaque engraved with the three characters of Guiyun Sect less than two feet below his feet, but more importantly, today is the 30th anniversary ceremony of Guiyun Sect. Looking at the young man's appearance, how dare the disciples of the sect dare to do so on such an occasion? Standing on the roof? If discovered by the sect leader or the law enforcement elders, it would definitely be a serious crime, and at the very least, one would be deprived of his cultivation.
One of the young female disciples whispered: "Come down quickly, or it will be over if you are discovered."
The young man in green shirt turned a deaf ear and kept looking at the big platform in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, more and more people noticed this young man, and there was a burst of discussion among the crowd.
"Look at Yugu Pavilion, there are people there who dare to stand on it."
"You look very young, don't you? Are you looking for death?"
"It's nothing more than sensationalism. People from the entire practice sect in the southwest have gathered here today. If you want to be famous, you don't know where to choose."
As the crowd roared, the elders of the various cultivating circles who came here to congratulate also discovered this and looked at each other in shock.
The sect leader Xu Jingzi on the farthest stage also saw the green-shirted figure, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression gloomy.
The domineering old man saw clearly that this person was not a disciple of the Guiyun Sect. He snorted coldly and said in a rich voice to the entire mountain top, "May I ask which sect you are a disciple of? Today is the founding ceremony of my Guiyun Sect. So, It doesn’t seem right to stand casually on top of my sect,”
In everyone's sight, the young man turned his head slightly and said softly.
"oh?"
next moment.
The huge plaque engraved with Guiyun Sect under his feet exploded with a bang, the three golden characters disappeared into ashes, and the remaining wooden boards were scattered on the ground.
There was silence in the field, and the originally slightly noisy mountain top was silent.
Many disciples from other sects looked at the strange man with dull eyes.
Smashing someone's sect plaque in public is almost an undying hatred.
But Guiyun Sect is a great spiritual sect that is said to be unparalleled in the entire Southwest. Where does he get the confidence?
Unlike those young disciples, the elders of various sects who could understand this scene narrowed their eyes with disbelief in their eyes.
Because they didn't see clearly how such a young man in green shirt shattered the plaque under his feet.
Xu Jingzi subconsciously tightened his hands. Although he could shatter the plaque in an instant, there would definitely be a trace of Qi revealed.
The burly old man, who was the elder of the Guiyun Sect, couldn't figure out the truth and said slowly: "I dare to ask you something? Why don't you tell me and listen?"
Although the burly old man is cautious on the surface, he is completely honest in his heart. Now there are countless sects gathered here, and they are the leader. No matter how strong this guy is, can he kill everyone present?
Shen Yu ignored him and scanned the faces of everyone on the stage one by one.
At this moment, Shen Qing, who was casually thrown aside, woke up, then opened his eyes and saw the figure in green shirt standing in the distance. He immediately sighed and said, "Oh, now you are completely finished. It's time to !Tell you to arrest me,"
Xu Jingzi's eyes flashed when he heard these words, showing a smile, and asked: "This person is your master."
Shen Qing showed a look of disdain and said: "It's none of your business. You just need to know that you will kowtow and beg for mercy later. But that, yes, it's you. You will die without a body later."
Shen Qing stretched out his right hand and faced the young man carrying the fairy sword with a sneer.
The young man with the sword behind his back had a gloomy expression on his face, wishing he could kill him with one strike of his sword now.
"The disciples of the Guiyun Sect who went down to Nanhe City before came out."
Shen Yu said.
After hearing this, everyone in the room looked at each other in shock, but the expressions of some young disciples standing on the stage suddenly changed, with a little panic in their eyes.
Facing the unfathomable green-shirted man in front of them, everyone felt extremely dangerous.
The elder Chuan Gong sneered: "You said you want our disciples to come out as soon as they come out. Isn't that a bit too domineering?"
Shen Yu said nothing and had no expression at all.
However, a Guiyun Sect disciple suddenly died on the scene, followed by the second person, the third person,... everyone fell to the ground silently, with a thin line of blood appearing in their throats.
The disciples closest to Shen Yu also died one after another. In the end, only the young female disciple who had warned him before was left alive.
There was no sign of the killing, it was just like the young man in blue shirt's personal preference.
After a brief moment of dead silence, the venue suddenly exploded.
The disciples of other sects were just shocked and frightened, but the disciples of Guiyun couldn't stand the threat of death at all, and they all screamed and ran away looking into the distance.
But it had no effect at all. No matter whether they were close to Shen Yu or far away, people died one after another.
Xu Jingzi broke into cold sweat when he saw this horrifying scene. He couldn't sit still anymore and shouted quickly: "Everyone who has been to Nanhe City today, get out of here! Let the seniors decide!"
When a total of nine young disciples appeared in the square, the terrifying scene in the crowd that looked like death suddenly disappeared, as if it had never happened.
When the other sect elders saw the indifferent expression of the man in green shirt, their scalps went numb and they wished they could turn around and leave immediately. God knows what tragedy would happen if they stayed here.
Shen Qing was also stunned, looking at the gentleman in the distance who had taught him for several years in astonishment, as if he had completely exceeded his cognitive limits.
Shen Yu looked at the nine people and said, "One person and one sword."
Everyone's face was ashen, but the eyes of the young man carrying the sword suddenly shone with light. He naturally had a trump card to survive. If he resisted with all his strength, he might have a chance of survival!
But the next moment, what the other person said completely broke him down.
Because Shen Yu pointed at him alone and said, "You have three swords."
The man looked pale and murmured, "Why?"
Shen Yu smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Just when the man carrying the sword was using his spiritual power and preparing to look far away, a sharp pain came from his throat. In a daze, he vaguely saw that the distance between his body and head was getting farther and farther, and he could even see the other two The sword burst out from his body, almost splitting into three parts.
Only then did the young man realize how hopeless his previous thought of trying to survive was. It turned out... that one sword was enough.
At the same time, a line of blood appeared on the throats of the other eight people, and they knelt down slumped.
The cold wind howled, and there was a chilling, deathly silence.
Shen Yu still looked indifferent with his hands behind his back, turned his eyes slightly, looked at the old man in black robe, and said lightly: "It's your turn."
