Seeing Xia Yu, Xia Lei and Xia Ya on the sword boat, the expressions of everyone below suddenly changed drastically.
"You...you killed the saint?" Wei Jinhuan's voice trembled.
Is the sword master in white really dead?
The half-saint boy in front of me defied heaven and slaughtered a saint?
This is too scary!
How is this possible?
Isn't this a dream?
Some people shook their heads vigorously and took a closer look. The people in front of them were still the Xia Yu brothers and sisters.
Someone pinched himself hard. It hurt. It was not a dream!
this…
A young man who can kill saints is only at the peak of the King Realm, and his combat power is only half a saint.
No, he can kill saints, so his combat power should be at the saint level.
Plop!
Wu Qiyong, the Supreme Elder of Jiuding Mountain, knelt down directly.
"Greetings to the Great Sage!" he said in a loud voice.
That sound can spread thousands of miles.
"Greetings to the Great Sage!" Wei Jinhuan also knelt down and said, "Please forgive me for being rude earlier!"
"Greetings to the Great Sage! Please forgive me for being rude earlier!"
Everyone knelt down together.
Xia Yu stepped into the sword boat and floated in the air, looking coldly at the people below, silent.
Everyone waited for a while, but Xia Yu still said nothing.
However, the more this happens, the more frightened everyone below becomes.
Who would have thought that a young man who was still in the hands of a saint a month ago and had no power to fight back would be able to kill a saint just a month ago!
If you tell me this kind of thing, no one will believe it.
No, absolutely no one would believe it.
Many people are also secretly wondering, could some saint appear next to Xia Yu?
Or maybe the sword master in white suddenly had a problem, such as going crazy or something like that?
This idea was immediately rejected by them as soon as it came up.
How could a sword master be so obsessed with it? What the hell?
Either this young man has the fighting power of a saint, or a more powerful saint has appeared beside him.
However, no matter what the reason is, they can't afford to provoke it.
"Great Sage, we besieged the Great Sage before and deserved death. However, our cultivation is low and we have no choice. Please forgive us!" Wei Jinhuan gritted his teeth and begged for mercy.
If you fight, you are destined to fail.
Then you can only beg for mercy or wait for death.
"Two choices, one, die to apologize!"
Upon hearing these words, everyone below suddenly trembled.
"Two, hand over all the treasures of your sect, including spiritual stones, grass, elixirs, etc., and buy your lives!"
"You guys, choose for yourself!"
"We choose the second one."
As soon as Xia Yu finished speaking, everyone made their choice in unison.
"I'm waiting for you here. If anyone hides a spiritual stone, the entire sect will be destroyed!" Xia Yu said calmly.
"Don't dare, don't dare, Great Sage, wait a moment!"
Everyone agreed in unison, and the sect leaders immediately ran away.
The supreme elders, with a tacit understanding, knelt half still.
"Ask the Lord of Sword City to bring over some delicious food and drink."
"Yes, Great Sage, wait a moment." Wei Jinhuan agreed quickly.
Not long after the meeting, Wei Jinhuan left and returned. He bowed his waist and carefully stepped onto the sword boat, and took out the delicacies cooked by Tianxianglou from the Qiankun Ring.
When Xia Lei saw it, he started immediately, holding a big bear paw and chewing it.
Xia Yu and Xia Ya are much more polite.
Wei Jinhuan served the dishes and bowed back, not daring to wait any longer for fear of accidentally offending the young man, which would be fatal.
In less than an hour, the people who left before returned.
"Big Sheng, this is all the spiritual stones, treasures, psychic grass, cheats, etc. of Jiuding Zong, the same."
Zhou Qilin took out a dozen Qiankun ring and carefully handed it up.
At the same time, he was nervous in his heart, hoping that the teenager in front of him could not discover the town of Zhenshan, Jiuding Mountain, which was hidden in his privately, and the best of the Ban Shengbing Town Tian Jiuding.
This young man who comes from Dongji Desert must not know, you must not know.
Zhou Qilin's heart is broken.
Xia Yu took more than a dozen Qiankun ring and didn't speak, just looked at him so quietly.
In fact, all the thoughts of Zhou Qilin have been perceived by Xia Yu.
At this moment, Xia Yu was determined that it was not a problem with the merit of his avenue of his sound, but the thoughts of some people. He really couldn't see it.
For example, Xia Lei and Xia Ya, such as Tang Wanqing.
Feeling Xia Yu's eyes, Zhou Qilin's forehead was full of sweat.
The top semi -sanctuary of the Eastern Division Shenzhou is very scared.
However, people are old -fashioned, he knows very well. At this time, he does nothing.
Presumably, this young man may not be able to see what?
"Zhen Tian Jiuding, the best half of the saints, when do you plan to hide it?" Xia Yu said lightly.
Suddenly, Zhou Qilin trembled and was terrified.
How could he know?
Moreover, he didn't look at Qiankun Ring. He just looked at me. How did he know, I just left Zhentian Jiuding?
"I…"
Without waiting for him to speak, he saw a flowing light and flickered.
Zhou Qilin just felt a cold eyebrow, and lost his consciousness.
And the flowing light, as fast as lightning, appeared in the heart of the elder Wu Qiyong, the elder of Jiuding Mountain.
Wu Qiyong didn't respond, so he was crooked and died.
this…
The half -kneeling crowd below was cold.
At the same time, I also secretly sighed, what was the flowing light just now?
Why can't they capture with their top semi -sanctified cultivation, it is too fast.
"Jiuding Zong's private Town Tian Jiuding, destroy the sect!" Xia Yu said faintly: "Wei Jinzheng, the person who takes you, one hour later, I want to see the head of the Jiuding Zong."
Wei Jinzheng shook his body and said with his head, "Yes, Big Sheng!"
After more than half an hour, Wei Jin was full of murderous back, and his hands trembled slightly. From the Qiankun ring, he poured out the dead head.
In the end, a huge landscape of a hill, a small mountain, bloody landscape.
"Jiuding Zong has a total of 3,44 people. Except for 348 people who go out, I have brought the rest of the people."
Wei Jin bowed to salute, and lowered his head and didn't dare to look up.
"Hard!"
"Not hard work, it's not hard at all!" Wei Jinzheng said quickly.
At this moment, Xia Yu was sitting on the hovering sword boat, kneeling on one knee below and most of the old men.
Not far away, thousands of people, piled up together.
In that scene, I looked a little panicked.
Other scholars, when they saw this, they were scared and scared.
Many people received rumors, and they originally planned to catch up immediately, and even some people were already halfway.
However, the next second, the people who half the road will turn back.
And those who are still in Zongmen, without saying a word, rushed into their own treasure house.
Little life is tight!
Who can kill the saint, obviously not a good Lord who speaks.