Hearing the shouts of the Baji Sect warrior, everyone in the venue was shocked and looked in that direction.
Everyone is very curious about Su Yun.
This is a young man who has suddenly emerged in the martial arts world. Before receiving the invitation from the Baji Sect for the Taishan Battle, even many martial arts sects and aristocratic families did not know about Su Yun.
Such a guy actually dared to kill the Grandmaster of the Baji Sect, and he was also suspected of possessing the inheritance of ancient cultivation.
So everyone is very interested in him.
Everyone looked around and finally saw a man and two women slowly climbing up the steps from the mountain path.
That leisurely and relaxed posture does not look like someone who has come to participate in a peak martial arts battle, but more like a playboy traveling around with his beauty.
"Huh! You are still very young and arrogant."
Some older warriors looked dissatisfied.
They, the guests who were invited to watch the battle, all came early.
As a participant in this battle, Su Yun arrived late and simply didn't take each of them seriously.
When Su Yun approached, Shi Hongbo, the leader of Baji, said angrily: "Mr. Su, you are finally here. You really made us wait."
Su Yun didn't seem to hear Shi Hongbo's displeasure, and was still talking to Ruan Zifeng and An Qingyue beside him.
Shi Hongbo's old face darkened, but then he restrained his anger.
Anyway, once Uncle Zeng Ji takes action, this kid will be finished. There is no need for him to argue with him now.
"Okay, Zifeng, you and Qingyue will stand aside later and watch carefully. Although you two may not be able to understand much of this level of fighting, you should treat it as a long-term experience." Su Yun asked.
With.
"Okay! Master, come on!" Ruan Zifeng made a fist gesture.
"Mr. Su, Qingyue is also here to wish you a successful start." After An Qingyue said that, she pulled Ruan Zifeng towards the camp where she was Anjia.
She had already seen her brother An Tianzhao and three clan elders standing there.
But just as she was halfway there, a figure suddenly stepped out and stopped in front of her.
"Stinky girl, you are so brave. You actually dare to come here. I heard that you despise my son Tianxing and are unwilling to marry him?" He Gang said in a conspiratorial tone.
He really didn't expect that An Qingyue would come here.
The anger that had been suppressed before surged up again.
"Master He -" An Qingyue frowned and said, "I don't have any feelings for He Tianxing. It's better not to force this kind of thing."
"Hmph! Just break off the engagement, what do you think of our He family? If you don't come over today, that's it, but since you're here, you don't have to leave later."
He Gang's attitude was very domineering: "Since you don't want to marry my son, then join my He family and become his slave. When things happen here, I will take you back myself!"
Hearing this, the three elders of the An family were furious.
"He Gang, you have gone too far!" An Pingya shouted angrily.
An Qingyue is the direct bloodline of their An family, so asking her to work as a slave would be humiliating the An family.
"So what if it's too much? What can you do?" He Gang snorted coldly, appearing confident.
His eighth-level martial arts strength is enough to overpower the three seventh-level masters of the An family.
"He Gang, my sister has joined Mr. Su Yun. You'd better be careful what you say." An Tianzhao couldn't help shouting.
"Um?"
He Gang's expression changed, and he turned to look at Su Yun.
In fact, when he saw An Qingyue coming with Su Yun just now, he felt a little strange.
Now that I heard this, I completely understood.
"Fuck! How could this stinky girl break off the engagement? It turns out she hooked up with someone else. Boy, you're lucky. You and Bajimen still have an unfinished feud today. It's hard for me to do anything. Otherwise, I'll beat him to death right now.
You." He Gang stared at Su Yun with fierce eyes.
When the warriors from other parties around saw this scene, they all felt more and more amused.
Shi Hongbo felt a headache coming on. This He Gang was also famous for being rough and fiery in the martial arts world. It seemed that he had already forgotten his previous warning.
Before, they only faced off against the three seventh-grade masters of the An family, but now they actually provoked Su Yun.
He sighed.
Others don't know Su Yun's strength, but he already knows something about it.
Before, when he went to send the letter of challenge to Zeng Ji, he saw that Su Yun easily withstood the impact of Zeng Ji's martial arts will contained in the font of the letter of challenge.
That kind of ability can only be achieved by a ninth-grade grandmaster.
He Gang went to provoke him, wasn't he seeking death?
Shi Hongbo was ready to issue a warning again.
But before he could speak, Su Yun had already laughed and said: "Master Shi Sect, before I start the battle with your Baji Sect, I will kill this idiot first. Do you have any objection?"
The expression on Shi Hongbo's face froze, and he turned to look at Zeng Ji, who was still sitting cross-legged on the cliff.
But Zeng Ji still closed his eyes slightly and showed no reaction.
Shi Hongbo had no choice but to look away and said with a dry smile: "Mr. Su, please."
On the other side, He Gang was furious when he heard this: "You bastard! You just got lucky and got the inheritance from ancient cultivators, so you gained strength easily, and you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. Let me tell you,
A true martial arts master has gone through countless battles..."
Su Yun didn't bother to listen to the other party's verbosity.
"You talk too much!"
Su Yun didn't make any unnecessary movements, just a simple punch.
However, when he punched out, he immediately gathered an extremely domineering punching intention.
The energy surges like a dragon sweeping across.
Everyone could see that a powerful force tore through the airflow and drew a terrifying rainbow in the void.
As soon as this punch was fired, the colors of all the masters from various martial arts sects and aristocratic families in the arena suddenly changed.
powerful!
Too strong!
Just the majesty and condensation of that powerful force are beyond the reach of ordinary masters.
This is the level of a ninth-grade grandmaster.
Even Zeng Ji, who was sitting cross-legged on the cliff, felt something and suddenly opened his eyes.
"No!"
In an instant, He Gang's face turned extremely pale.
He only knew that Su Yun had killed Mu Tianhong and was stronger than ordinary martial arts masters, but he never expected that Su Yun was so strong.
He let out a violent roar like a beast and stretched out his hands to block the punch.
But he overestimated himself.
Just as soon as they made contact, the force of Su Yun's punch was as powerful as a bamboo, crushing all He Gang's defensive methods.
Bang!
He Gang was hit by the punch, and his entire body was torn to pieces in an instant.
Blood splattered and blood clots flew everywhere.
A master of the eighth level of martial arts died miserably on the spot without surviving a single move, leaving no intact body.
There was silence in the venue.
Huang Huayun of the Xingyi Huang Sect, the previous headmaster of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the old head of the Chen clan of Tai Chi, and several other ninth-grade great masters all had extremely solemn expressions.
If they had looked down upon Su Yun, a junior, and thought he was just a lucky guy who met by chance, they no longer have such thoughts now.
The punch just now seemed simple, but it contained martial arts skills that had been refined over time and could not be punched with just strength.
If they were to take action, I'm afraid it would be nothing more than that.