Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this scene.
It was obvious that the faces of the dozens of people in front were all wrapped in black cloth, with only a pair of dark eyes exposed to the air.
The emotions in those eyes were different, including fear, desire, violence, resentment, and cruelty, as if they had not seen a living person for a long time.
What's more important is that they are surrounded by powerful auras of varying degrees, from all three religions: Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. There are even thirty people who are faintly close to the realm of the upper three realms.
Such a lineup, no matter which first-class sect it is placed in, even in the Holy Land, is a force that cannot be underestimated.
Shen Yu's face looked a little strange. He originally just wanted to kill an evil cultivator who was missing here, but he didn't expect that he happened to come to their lair.
The haggard old man who was originally on the top of the mountain was floating at the front of the crowd, with a look of resentment on his face as if he wanted to kill first and then quickly. He sneered and said, "This time I will see how you will kneel down and beg me later."
"oh."
Shen Yu's face was expressionless, and with a slight movement of his right hand, the wooden sword Jingqing appeared beside him with a faint red light.
In this tense atmosphere, a space crack appeared in the middle space, and three people fell from it.
They are the three masters and disciples of Xianxia Sect.
"Ouch, Master, your Taoism is really not that good, it hurts me to death."
"How did I know that this Shrinking Earth Talisman is so powerful? It would be great if it can be safely placed on the ground!"
"Master, senior sister, look around..."
The three of them stood up and rubbed their buttocks, and then they saw dozens of lonely ghosts in black robes.
"Sorry, sorry, we went to the wrong door, let's leave now!"
After a moment of inexplicable embarrassment, the old Taoist priest showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and then asked with the mentality of giving it a try: "Is it okay?"
The haggard old man whose identity was unknown in the center of the crowd sneered, "Do you think it's okay?"
"What are you going to do? A bunch of evil heretics!"
The girl had a bad temper and instantly drew the sword behind her.
The young man's eyes were sharp at the same time, and his fists were clenched subconsciously.
Zhou Daoren had no choice but to turn around and ask, "Little brother, what's going on?"
Shen Yu smiled and said: "I guess they are the remnants of the Ice Palace left in the world a hundred years ago. I accidentally bumped into their lair. Old senior, are you going to run away or what?"
Zhou Daoren sighed and said: "Normally, I can pretend not to see it, but now that I have met, I have to do something. Little brother, my two apprentices are both stupid. Don't blame us for dragging you down next. Hind legs."
Shen Yu nodded calmly and said: "In that case, please, senior and two disciples, please stand here and never leave this three feet of land."
After hearing this, the three old Taoist masters and disciples were all stunned. They thought, how should we fight if we leave here?
Although the boy was young, he obviously had a lot of experience in the world. He frowned slightly and gave his master a hidden look.
The meaning is obvious, they are afraid that the person in front of them will let them use this place as bait, and they will escape, and then they will really be in a state of death.
But the master at this moment simply ignored his look and nodded decisively: "Of course, please don't worry, we will never leave here."
"That's good."
Shen Yu said softly, and then disappeared directly.
A large pit suddenly exploded in the center of the black-robed crowd in the distance.
Dozens of black shadows were washed away by the huge impact and scattered in all directions.
Everyone subconsciously wanted to explode the center and looked at it, and then their eyes were full of shock.
Then the young man in green shirt unexpectedly rushed to the center of the crowd alone.
I saw his hands slightly open, his green shirt swaying, showing no fear.
"This guy is not an ordinary practitioner, kill him!"
The haggard old man disguised as the Mountain Goddess seems to be the Ice Palace
Among the important people inside, following his order, dozens of people rushed towards the figure in the center at the same time.
Shen Yu held the hilt of the wooden sword and exerted slight pressure on his right thumb.
Jing Qingjian's sword energy instantly filled the hall.
With Shen Yu as the center, the ground in all directions was cut with cracks by the sword energy. The sword energy spread crazily outward like a spider web, and the decaying houses on both sides of the street were instantly destroyed to ashes.
Seeing this scene, the three masters and apprentices in the distance swallowed their saliva at the same time.
The young man was a little unsure and asked: "Master, this move... is wrong, this is a posture that has not been used yet, can you do it?"
The old man smacked his mouth and cursed unceremoniously: "You're so stupid!"
As the fan-shaped sword energy storm overflowed, dozens of black-robed men were suppressed from the sword energy, unable to get close at all.
Then the sword energy storm disappeared.
Shen Yu waved the wooden sword in his hand.
At this moment, the body of a black-robed man in the crowd was instantly split into two, and blood spilled down like a waterfall.
Shen Yu looked indifferent and appeared in the crowd in mid-air in the blink of an eye. Behind him were several people whose clothes were ruined and whose bodies were separated.
Everyone can be killed with one sword.
In just an instant, dozens of men in black robes were already dead or injured.
"Double cultivation of Taoism and Swordsmanship?"
Seeing the Ascension Realm monks with such terrifying fighting prowess, all the remnants of the Ice Palace showed expressions of disbelief.
On the ground, when they saw the corpse without the black robe, Master Zhou and his disciples, who were standing there, frowned.
Because the people who died seemed to be common people in this small town, but they had obviously been dead for a long time, and there was not even a trace of blood smell.
"These remnants of the Ice Palace are so ruthless. They killed these people and even used their souls to occupy their bodies. No wonder they have been hiding in this small town for so long!"
Zhou Daoren's face was gloomy and he looked extremely angry.
The young man with such a good temper was already filled with indignation and said: "Master, what should we do?!"
Zhou Daoren waved his sleeves, sat down suddenly on the ground, and said decisively: "Wait for that little brother to come back!"
"Well, it turns out we're going to watch a show."
The boy and the girl looked at each other and rolled their eyes at the same time. They didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to have such a master who was afraid of death.
The fighting in the distance continues.
The remaining people are all people of extremely high realms, and there are three guys who are only a hair away from the upper three realms who restrain Shen Yu tightly and no longer let him kill people as he pleases.
But the old man who escaped from Shen Yu just stood quietly and watched from a distance, with no intention of taking action.
Shen Yu seemed to turn into a gust of wind, and fireworks would set off wherever he went.
The marks caused by the collision between the wooden sword blade and the spiritual energy method.
The spiritual energy collides and Taoism overflows.
As time passed, those sparks became stronger and burnt more and more, and finally turned into bright flames floating in the mid-air.
