"You don't know how to live or die! A mere eighth-level martial artist actually comes to challenge me. I don't know what to say."
After Su Yun punched He Gang, he lightly dusted his sleeves, as if to remove the dust.
Killing an eighth-grade master casually seemed like a trivial matter to him.
"Gulu!"
The three elders of the An family swallowed hard.
The three of them needed to work together to resist, but they might not be able to defeat the head of the He family, but he died like this.
This frightened them and made them more and more in awe of Su Yun.
Warriors from other forces also remained silent.
Even the few He family warriors present were frightened and angry, but no one dared to say a word for fear of being killed.
Su Yun's attack was too ruthless.
If it were a grand master from some other forces, even if he had the ability to kill He Gang, he would still leave some leeway and not complete the matter in full view of the public.
This is considered a common practice in the martial arts world.
After all, a grandmaster is so rare. No matter which force he is, he is the pillar of his respective sect.
Unless there is a life-or-death feud, then usually a life-and-death battle will be fought openly and openly.
It is very rare for people like Su Yun to directly kill the opponent.
Shi Hongbo's face twitched slightly. Just now, Su Yun asked him if he could kill He Gang first. He thought Su Yun was just saying it, or at least teaching him a lesson. Who would have thought that he actually killed the man.
"well……"
At this time, an old sigh sounded.
Zeng Ji, who was sitting cross-legged by the cliff, stood up slowly, and his eyes that could see through the vicissitudes of the world fell on Su Yun.
"As expected of a young man, with a sharp edge, he will kill him if he disagrees with you! He Zhengzheng is the head of the He family in Sichuan Province. You dare to kill him so casually. No wonder you kill me, the master of the Baji Sect, with the same sense.
Scruples.”
Zeng Ji spoke quietly. Twenty years ago, he swept through the martial arts world and challenged many masters.
But basically they just defeated the opponent, without killing anyone.
"Young man, although you are powerful, it is best to have a little fear. In the martial arts, there is heaven and earth, and there are people outside the world." Zeng Ji said.
When Su Yun heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Are you talking about yourself?"
Zeng Ji said proudly: "Yes, your strength is enough to fight against some ninth-grade masters in the field, but in my eyes, it is not enough. If I take action, you will definitely die!"
These words were filled with a strong sense of self-confidence.
In the arena, several other ninth-grade grandmasters frowned after hearing this.
Because these words not only put pressure on Su Yun, but also obviously put pressure on them, the great masters of various sects and aristocratic families.
This made them feel a little uncomfortable.
Those guys from Bajimen really didn’t have good intentions when they just came to watch the battle.
But if you are unhappy, you are unhappy, and there is nothing anyone can do to say anything.
Because Zeng Ji does have this strength.
Twenty years ago, the other party's family had passed the challenge without defeat.
Huang Huayun of the Xingyi Huang Sect was promoted to the ninth rank Grand Master more than twenty years ago, but he ended up losing miserably against Zeng Ji at that time.
Some other ninth-grade grandmasters are similar.
"Young man, you have had an unexpected encounter, but to be able to reach this point, your own talent is also extraordinary. I pity your rare qualifications and am willing to give you a chance. If you agree to join my Baji Sect, you will serve as a member of my Baji Sect.
"Effectiveness, then wait a moment, you and I will fight, and I can spare your life." Zeng Ji said again.
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the warriors from all forces in the field changed.
The expressions of many martial arts masters became a little strange.
And some of the juniors brought by each family started whispering to each other.
"Old Pingya clan, Mr. Su killed the old master of the Baji Sect. The Baji Sect invited Zeng Ji. Wasn't it to use bloody means to establish its power in the world? Why do you still want Mr. Su to join the Baji Sect now?
"
An Qingyue asked Anpingya in a low voice.
An Pingya lowered his voice and said: "It seems that the Baji Sect has taken a fancy to Mr. Su's inheritance of ancient cultivation. But this is normal. The inheritance of ancient monks is too rare. One of them is enough to cultivate a martial arts master.
A sect or an aristocratic family. And the one Mr. Nasu holds may be a top-level inheritance. If it were me, I would do the same."
Beside them, An Fengyu and An Zhenguang nodded in agreement.
An Fengyu said with a sigh on his face: "Today's Sword Furnace Zhao Family and the Flying Sword Sect are the best examples."
"Sword Furnace Zhao Family? Flying Knife Sect?" An Qingyue was stunned.
The Sword Furnace Zhao Family and the Feidao Clan are both top families and sects in the martial arts world. Their strength is far greater than that of the An family. There are ninth-grade grandmasters in their sects.
Moreover, these two aristocratic families and sects are very mysterious. They basically do not walk in the secular world, nor are they involved in any business or political circles. They seem to be keen on cultivating in seclusion.
An Qingyue had only heard his name before.
An Pingya explained: "The ancestors of the Zhao family were said to be just small figures in the martial arts world before, but by chance, they got a worn-out ancient sword from an ancient ruins in a barren mountain. It contained a kendo inheritance, and it was also
Because of this, the Sword Furnace Zhao family was created today.
The Flying Knife Sect was originally just a small martial arts studio that was not popular. It did not teach flying knives, but boxing. However, the owner of that generation, who loved antiques and cultural relics, once bought a fake famous painting, thinking it was a fake.
After some digging, I finally found a thin piece of cloth in the middle of the fake famous painting, with an illustration of a flying knife on it."
Anpingya told two long-standing secrets.
Not only An Qingyue and An Tianzhao were listening, but Ruan Zifeng was also listening with his ears perked up.
"Although I don't know what the inheritance received by Mr. Su is, I guess it may exceed the inheritance received by the Zhao Family and Feidao Sect of Sword Furnace in the past." An Pingya said in a low voice.
Ruan Zifeng nodded and said: "That's natural. My master's method can penetrate the sky and the earth, wield a sword across the air, and kill people thousands of miles away."
Hearing this, the three elders of the An family twitched their eyelids and looked at Ruan Zifeng with horrified expressions. They were a little confused whether this little girl was telling the truth or bragging.
However, they generally feel that they are still bragging.
They had just heard An Qingyue introduce Ruan Zifeng's identity as Su Yun's disciple.
It is normal for disciples to exaggerate and brag about their master's methods in front of outsiders.
Besides, this girl is young and has little experience, so it’s understandable that she’s a bit exaggerated.
Fortunately, the experts from other parties were all attracted by Zeng Ji's words just now. The crowd was so noisy that no one came to eavesdrop on their own conversation.
"Young man, how do you think about the proposal I just mentioned?"
Seeing that Su Yun didn't respond, Zeng Ji asked again.