"Third Brother?"
"Third Senior Brother?"
Hong Renxiong and Luo Renjie rushed out when they heard the sound.
Outside the door, a handsome young man with a smile was standing among the corpses, holding a shiny sword.
It looked familiar. It seemed to be the standard longsword of the Qingcheng Monastery's disciples.
Meanwhile, Yu Renhao lay motionless in front of the young man, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
"The Hero Group of Four?"
Chen Yu smiled and casually threw the ordinary longsword in his hand.
The long sword pierced Luo Renjie's heart like lightning.
The remaining energy was not exhausted. The long sword carried his corpse up and nailed it to the courtyard wall.
Hong Renxiong finally reacted.
He stared blankly at Luo Renjie, who was hanging on the wall with bulging eyes.
The youth opposite him had just thrown this sword, and he actually did not react in the slightest.
If the target was him…
That meant that he was hanging on the wall!
Thinking of this, Hong Renxiong's hand that was holding the sword trembled involuntarily, and his long robe was soaked in cold sweat.
"This sword is even better."
Chen Yu glanced around before bending down to pick up the longsword in Yu Renhao's hand.
"Kill them!"
Hong Renxiong turned pale with fright. He unsheathed his long sword and abruptly stabbed it toward Chen Yu's back.
"Hmm?"
Chen Yu raised his longsword and used the Flute on the River to tap Hong Renxiong's wrist.
Hong Renxiong's sword fell to the ground and he quickly retreated.
"Be careful!"
The outer door of the hall suddenly exploded. A short Taoist flashed to Hong Renxiong's side and pulled him back.
In the air, the sword light flashed again.
Hong Renxiong screamed as blood spurted out from his chest and fell to the ground.
“……”
Yu Canghai leaped back to the entrance of the hall and looked at Hong Renxiong's corpse in his hands. His face was so dark that it seemed like water was about to drip out.
Without hesitation, he threw the corpse on the ground and unsheathed his sword.
The bright moon hung high in the sky. The moonlight and the sword light were reflected together, like water, swaying in front of him.
Although Yu Canghai still looked like a wretched dwarf, his aura was extraordinary.
"Who are you?"
Yu Canghai held the sword in his hand and shouted.
"The person who killed your son."
"You! You are Lin Zhennan's son, Lin Pingzhi?”
"You got it right. There's no reward."
Chen Yu smiled.
"You…How can your sword technique be so powerful? Who taught you that?"
"If you want to fight, then fight. If you don't, kneel down and kowtow three times, and I'll allow you to commit suicide.”
Chen Yu said indifferently.
"Little bastard, you're going too far! My own child died at the hands of a little bastard like you. Even if you don't come looking for me, I'll still cut you into pieces!”
"It's a little wrong to only kill your son. A family should always be neat.”
"Your son is down there alone. He's probably very bored. Fortunately, you have a deep relationship with your father. You will be able to meet him in a while.”
Chen Yu maintained Lin Pingzhi's persona and retorted with an elegant expression.
"Bullshit!"
Yu Canghai flew into a rage and leaped up. His sword light was like a rainbow as it stabbed toward Chen Yu's face.
An incomparably bright sword light burst out, dazzling everyone's eyes.
The self-castration version of the Evil Repelling Sword Technique involved inner energy and lightness skill.
He could add some wonderful changes to the moves of the Evil Repelling Sword Technique that were not very special.
It was performed with a technique that was like lightning and thunder. It was strange and unpredictable, making it impossible to guard against.
On the other hand, Chen Yu's Evil-warding Sword Manual, which he had forcefully maxed out, didn't have so many strange changes.
The only thing special about it was its speed!
It was so fast that it dazzled people!
One move," Buddha in Bloom," blocked Yu Canghai's sword move, and the other move," Purple Air Comes From The East," twisted Yu Canghai's long sword and sent it flying.
Then, he stabbed the sword into Yu Canghai's throat.
The three moves added up only took about a second.
Even Yu Canghai could only see a shadow.
Then, he felt a slight pain in his throat.
All the strength in his body was quickly drained.
"Fast…What a fast sword!"
Yu Canghai stared at Chen Yu in a daze before collapsing to the ground with a loud bang.
His pupils dilated rapidly. He was obviously dead.
"This sword seems to be even better."
Chen Yu's eyes lit up slightly.
He decisively threw Yu Renhao's sword aside and took out Yu Canghai's sword, hanging it on his body.
The sword was as sharp as water, and the words " Dragon Spring " were carved on it.
The real Dragon Spring Sword was also known as the Dragon Abyss Sword.
It started during the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period. Legend had it that it was forged by Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang, two great swordsmen.
However, Yu Canghai clearly did not have the ability to obtain this legendary divine sword.
It was most likely a Longquan sword forged by Longquan Village, the hometown of swords.
Although it was not a divine artifact, it was still a good treasure.
It was enough to match Yu Canghai's status as the sect master.
"Master!"
Only then did the disciples in the hall and the backyard realize that something was wrong and hurriedly gathered around.
Seeing Yu Canghai's corpse, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
"I killed your master and your fellow disciples on the ground.”
"You can choose to avenge them and then be killed by me. Or, you can also work for me.”
Chen Yu toyed with the longsword in his hand without even raising his head.
He was short of a few coolies and didn't want to clear the area.
Of course, if this group of people really wanted to die.
Actually, Chen Yu didn't mind.
“……”
The few disciples looked at each other, their expressions extremely ugly.
All of them swarming together to avenge their master?
Report my ass!
Yu Canghai's martial arts were even higher than theirs, but he was instantly killed by this young master.
It was useless for everyone to attack together.
Should he surrender?
It seemed like…a good idea.
"I am Hou Renying, the eldest disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. I am willing to lead the entire Qingcheng Sect to listen to your orders.”
A moment later, a white-robed man knelt down and said loudly.
"I'm willing to follow Eldest Senior Brother and submit to Young Hero!"
The remaining disciples of the Qingcheng Monastery heaved a sigh of relief. They knelt down and shouted.
The atmosphere was actually a little warm.
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