"Mr. Yun, Zhu Diduo offended me outside the old site of Changgemen. I'm here today to plead guilty and ask Mr. Yun to punish me!"
As soon as Zhu Di opened his mouth, the content of his words immediately made everyone feel incredible, like a fantasy.
"What do you mean?" Murong Yu frowned.
In the battle at the old site of Changge Gate, there was actually no grudge against each other. Although there was a fight, it was a matter of stance, not a personal grudge. According to the conventions of the world, conflicts of that level should be over once they are over, and it is not even appropriate to settle old scores. .
And now, as the saint of Xingyue Valley and the first genius saint of this generation in Xingyue Valley, Zhu Di suddenly came and knelt in front of Yun Tianfeng to beg for forgiveness. This was not normal in any way and could not help but make people wary. and doubt.
Facing the question, Zhu Di looked serious and said righteously: "Kunlun is the leader of the ten states in the world and the leader in the world's righteousness. Xingyue Valley is also one of the righteous sects in the world. Kunlun should be followed. Zhu Di was good at doing it that day. I advocated going against Kunlun, and I have been severely punished by the sect recently, but I still need to personally ask Mr. Yun for forgiveness, otherwise I will feel uneasy."
At first glance, this reason seemed okay, but when they thought about it carefully, everyone thought it was ridiculous and couldn't believe it.
"Miss Zhu, please tell me what you want, and don't do these inexplicable things." Yun Tianfeng looked at Zhu Di coldly.
"According to the order of the sect, Zhu Di must ask for Mr. Yun's forgiveness even if he risks his life. Even if he works as a horse for Mr. Yun, he will never complain." Zhu Di's words were sonorous.
Everyone looked at each other, and Yun Tianfeng looked thoughtful: "So your sect asked you to apologize?"
Zhu Di said: "Zhu Di's apology is not only the order of the sect, but also his own willingness."
"Okay, let's go. The matter of the old site of Changgemen is over. I, Yun Tianfeng, have no grudges against you and Xingyue Valley in the past, and we have no grudges today. From now on, we will just keep the water from the well and the river." Yun Tianfeng waved his hand to dismiss Zhu Di, not wanting to Get in trouble for this shit.
From Yun Tianfeng's point of view, everything that was beyond his expectation and caused him to be passively involved was a mess and delayed his search for his senior brother and the investigation of the Kunlun case.
Zhu Di stood up, looked at everyone with complex eyes, turned around, and found an empty table in the restaurant on the same floor to sit down, which made Yun Tianfeng and others feel uncomfortable.
"Why……"
After sitting down, he ordered a pot of wine. Zhu Di tasted it briefly and sighed slightly.
The news of the destruction of the five major demon sects is now known all over the world. Many people are surprised, but Xingyue Valley where Zhu Di is located does not find it surprising at all.
That day, the mysterious woman in the green dress almost wiped out the entire Xingyue Valley from this world with two slaps. The despair is still fresh in my memory.
Scared, Xingyue Valley is really scared.
The arena downstairs suddenly became noisy, and the shouts overwhelmed the drinking orders in the restaurant.
"It's Arena No. 5. Shan Dao from the Yingzhou Gang just defeated Musi, the proud disciple, to achieve nineteen consecutive victories. If he wins one more game, he will become the first master to achieve a twenty-consecutive victory."
Most of the people in the restaurant are actually locals and know the local heroes better. From their conversations, Yun Tianfeng and others can always quickly sort out the complete information puzzle.
"Twenty consecutive wins will be very eye-catching. Aren't the people chasing the Sun Sect still taking action?"
The attention of everyone at the table was focused on the sky outside the window.
Sure enough, the next moment there was a sound of swords resounding in the sky.
"Yi Long, a disciple of the Chai Ri Sect, came to ask for advice."
From the room above everyone, a young man in white broke out of the window. He was still in the air, and his loud voice covered the entire audience.
Buzz! ! !
Yi Long, a disciple of Chasing the Sun Sect, the sword light was faster than the human figure. Before he stepped onto the ring, the sword light still arrived and turned into a sword energy of ten meters and fell from the sky.
"idiot!"
The mountain sword boy from the Yingzhou Gang suddenly raised his beard, and his cold eyes were like a lone wolf in the mountains. He released a cold aura. His two hands, one long and one short, slashed out two swords at the same time, turning into two sword auras and roaring out. .
Boom! ! !
The mountain swords of the Yingzhou Gang are not weak, and they are well-known among many masters in Qingya City. However, the first moment they fought against Yi Long, an elite master of the Sun-Chasing Sect, the sword energy of his slashing attack was directly chopped into pieces. It shattered into pieces, and then Yi Long's Sun-Chasing Sword Qi roared in. Amidst the roar, the Yingzhou Bangshan Sword's jaws exploded simultaneously, and he was blasted out of the ring by the sword.
The entire area around the fireworks arena fell silent for an instant, and countless people stared at the battle taking place on the fifth arena, dumbfounded.
"You didn't block a single move. Is this an elite disciple from a first-class Thousand Sect level force?"
"Sandao is very strong. He has suffered several upsets in succession. He is about to win twenty consecutive games, but he was defeated in one move. Is it really going to be like what the rumors say tonight, where the number one in all arenas will be defeated?" Are you going to be taken away by the Sun Chai Sect?"
The people in Qingya City had heavy heads and ugly faces.
"Get off!"
On the No. 5 ring, Yi Long came to Shan Dao, who was sitting on the ground with a depressed expression, clutching his chest, and kicked Shan Dao off the ring. He did not forget to spit at the area where Shan Dao fell.
In just a moment, such a simple action made many people in Qingya City excited.
Shandao was an outsider who came to Qingya City more than ten years ago. He was not welcomed by others. Even the gang he founded has been disliked by many locals and has been ostracized locally.
But at this moment, the people of Qingya City were filled with indignation and rebellion.
In the final analysis, they didn't care if Shan Dao died, but Sun-Chasing Zong Yilong's move was even more arrogant in the eyes of the locals. The mouthful of phlegm didn't seem to be spitting on Shan Dao, but on the entire Qingya City. on the body.
"Why are you arguing? If anyone is not convinced, just come up and I, Yi Long, will take care of them all!" Yi Long raised his head and pointed his long knife diagonally around the ring, extremely domineering.
Not far away, on the top floor of the restaurant, in the room where disciples of the Chasing Sun Sect gathered, Yi Jue and several others all laughed in unison.
Tonight, the entire twenty cities of the Yunxia Dynasty, with a total of one hundred arenas, will become the stepping stones for the Sun-Chasing Sect to become famous in the Yunxia Dynasty. Yilong's here is just a prelude to the Qingya City.
"The Yunxia Dynasty, huh, will soon become a subsidiary dynasty of my Zhui Ri Sect. These people of the Yunxia Dynasty will also become the subjects of my Zhui Ri Sect. They should worship us at this moment and wait for us to come, instead of being like this. Excitement, who do they think they are? Sooner or later they will have to look good."
An elite of the Sun-Chasing Sect named Yi Lan sneered and his eyes suddenly changed.
"call out……"
It was a sharp sound that broke through the sky, coming from the horizon, just in an instant, roaring in, the sword light illuminated most of the night sky, the stars and the moon inside it, the terrifying sword energy was like a tsunami and landslide, in an instant Arena No. 5 was completely submerged.
