No Sword Servant!
The hundred thousand cultivators gathered in the surroundings fell into a momentary silence.
At this moment, even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.
But then, countless gasps could be heard almost at the same time.
Qin Yu's words echoed in everyone's mind.
"You're not even afraid of the Devil Race's crusade …"
"You're just one of the thousands of descendants of the Emperor of Feng Du …"
These two sentences completely overturned everyone's understanding of Xuanyuan Xingchen. Just how bold and daring did he have to be to say these two sentences?
He was not even afraid of the Devil Race's crusade. In his eyes, Yu Yijian was just one of the thousands of descendants of the Emperor of Feng Du …
What made everyone speechless was that they could not refute it, especially when it came to Yu Yijian.
Yes, a person who was not even afraid of the Devil Race's crusade, how could he be afraid of the Emperor of Feng Du's descendant?
These two sentences made many cultivators think that Yu Yijian did not know the immensity of heaven and earth … He actually came to the Four Nine Sects to make fun of Xuanyuan Xingchen?
Not only these cultivators, but even the seriously injured Yu Yijian also had this thought. Did he really not know the immensity of heaven and earth?
Qin Yu did not care about what the surrounding cultivators thought. He slowly walked toward Yu Yijian and stopped beside him. He looked down at Yu Yijian and said calmly, "As the descendant of the Emperor of Feng Du, you have the right to be domineering and arrogant. However, you should not have provoked me again and again."
"Provoked you?
Haha, so what if I provoked you?
Elder Jian, kill him! "Yu Yijian, who was lying on the ground and injured, had a hideous smile on his face as he shouted.
Yu Yijian, who had never been humiliated like this since he was young, almost went berserk, let alone being stared at by more than ten monsters of the Wasteland.
If Yu Yijian only wanted to humiliate Qin Yu before, then now, he wanted nothing more than to pull out Qin Yu's tendons and peel off Qin Yu's skin. This was the only way to eliminate the hatred in his heart.
Buzz!
At this moment, a light screen appeared above. The light screen covered Qin Yu, Bing Yijian, and the Taoist Body and the evil spirit who were fighting. An old figure sat cross-legged on the light screen like a god.
The person sitting cross-legged was Dao Wu Ji.
Last time, Qin Yu had almost died, so Dao Wuji had been keeping an eye on Qin Yu.
"Let the younger generation settle the matters between themselves." Dao Wu Ji looked at the old man with an empty scabbard.
"I am merely a servant with a sword on my back. My mission is to follow orders and protect the safety of my master. Master Wu Ji, why do you have to make things difficult for me?" The Elder slowly raised his head and stared at Dao Wu Ji.
"I would like to see the strength of Servant Wu Ji." Dao Wu Ji stared at the old sword slave and said.
Last time, he went around Yu Yijian because of the kindness of the Emperor of Feng Du. But now, he could not back down. Even though Yu Yijian was the grandson of the Emperor of Feng Du, the Emperor of Feng Du would not say anything if he killed him. This was because he had already given Yu Yijian a way out.
Dao Wu Ji was only one level lower than the Emperor of Feng Du. Naturally, he did not care about Yu Yijian.
The old sword slave's eyes flashed and the scabbard on his back disappeared. Dao Wu Ji pounced on the old sword slave and the two disappeared.
"Just teach him a lesson." After Dao Wu Ji disappeared, his voice echoed in Qin Yu's mind.
After all, Yu Yijian was the grandson of the Emperor of Feng Du. Even if Dao Wu Ji did not care about him, Dao Wu Ji still had to consider the Emperor of Feng Du's reputation. Therefore, Dao Wu Ji only needed to teach him a lesson and not kill him.
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows but did not say anything. Instead, he looked down at Yu Yijian, whose face was gradually stiffening, and said, "I said before, without the Emperor of Feng Du, you are just a good-for-nothing." As he spoke, Qin Yu reached for Yu Yijian.
In the dark, Qin Yu used Wu Is the Heavens. The surging power of the heavens enveloped Yu Yijian, making him unable to move.
"Good-For-Nothing?
Haha, I almost killed you last time. This time, I tried every possible way to ruin your reputation. And you … what can you do to me?
If I want you to be, I will kill you. And you … do you dare to kill me? "Yu Yijian laughed evilly.
Qin Yu smiled and stared at Yu Yijian, "Kill you?
Wouldn't that be too easy for you? "
"Are you going to take off your armor on your own accord or do you want me to break it?"
Qin Yu said calmly. The armor on Yu Yijian's body was extraordinary. Although it was not a grandmist treasure, it did not shatter after withstanding River Sunset's attack. One could see how strong its defense was.
"Take the initiative?
Haha, let's see if you can break my armor.
That's right, Xuanyuan Xingchen, you can either kill me today or accept my Yu Family's crazy revenge!
Hahaha!! "Yu Yijian's face was extremely sinister.
"You will take off your armor on your own accord."
Qin Yu smiled and kicked Yu Yijian away. Then, he took out the Bow of Grandmist. Six bone arrows appeared beside him and shot towards Yu Yijian.
"Boom boom boom!"
Accompanied by a series of muffled noises, Qing Yi Sword was nailed to the light screen by the bone arrows in a continuous stream.
Every bone arrow contained shocking power. Even Zhu Ba Tu and Nu Gang could not withstand it, let alone Yu Yijian.
After less than a hundred arrows, Yu Yijian was covered in blood.
Qin Yu said calmly, "Take off your armor and you will suffer less …"
The surrounding cultivators were stunned as they looked at Yu Yijian, who was nailed to the light screen like a target. Then, they looked at the expressionless Qin Yu, who was continuously pulling the Bow of Grandmist. They were so shocked that they could not speak.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that someone would dare to humiliate the Emperor of Feng Du's descendant in public.
After all, regardless of whether Yu Yijian was one of the thousands of descendants, he was still the descendant of the Emperor of Feng Du. He had the Emperor of Feng Du behind him. To a certain extent, this was a provocation. He did not even put the Emperor of Feng Du in his eyes.
"Is this a case of breaking a broken jar?
Sooner or later, he will face the Devil Race's crusade. So, Xuanyuan Xingchen simply let it go?
Otherwise, why would he do such a thing? "
"Let's not talk about the countless powerful cultivators of the Feng Family. Yu Yijian's elder brother, Yu Yidao, is the most outstanding cultivator of the Feng Family. He can easily kill Xuanyuan Xingchen. Now, Yu Yidao will not let this matter rest!"
"Although this is the Four Nine Sects, this … is really unwise."
…
Many cultivators sighed. They did not know why Qin Yu was doing this. It was almost as if he had shed all pretense of cordiality.
However, although they thought so, their fear of Qin Yu deepened. If he was not even afraid of the descendant of the Emperor of Feng Du, who would he be afraid of?
Fifteen minutes later.
"I, Yu Yijian, will not rest until you die!"
"My elder brother will not let you go!
No one can protect you! "
Yu Yijian's painful roar reverberated in the sky. Although the armor could withstand it, the rebound force had already shifted his internal organs!
Fifteen minutes later.