The man in black, with a few green leaves on his head, stood on the tallest tree three miles away, where he could clearly see the actions of Sun Xu and others.
With a piece of grass in his mouth and a sneer on his face, he couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It took no effort to get it.
Brothers, so many people were killed and injured, but nothing was caught in the end. Instead, many people's whereabouts were exposed, and they encountered life and death crises, and now they were hit by themselves.
He would never forget Sun Xu's appearance in his life. From the time he left Lincheng and started taking action to the time he rushed to Jiuchong Mountains, he would look at Sun Xu's portrait every day.
After more than two months, he was almost able to memorize it. He even had some doubts that if he gave himself a paintbrush, he would be able to complete the painting.
People will never admit their mistakes, and they will never admit their mistakes in this life.
The target is determined, and informing others is nothing more than a trivial matter. For monks whose strength has reached the realm of metamorphosis, there is no problem in transmitting messages thousands of miles away.
This man didn't know that every move he made was perceived by Sun Xu, and he was still feeling proud.
In order to avoid exposing any flaws, Sun Xu did not notify the five Yun Yanyang people. He also wanted to see who was behind this person. Maybe he could get some news about Xiaoxiao from their mouths.
The men in black within a radius of a thousand miles are quietly gathering here, and those who have received the news from further away are also rushing over quickly.
In their own eyes, it was like a group of hunters who had discovered their prey and were surrounding their prey.
Lu Feixia and others were still very happy and did not realize the danger at all.
Sun Xu's spiritual consciousness covered a radius of hundreds of miles, and unexpectedly discovered the existence of other people. There were dozens of people, disciples from several sects in the Jiuchong Mountains.
One of them was one of the people injured by his last sword that day. The purpose of both parties seemed to be the same, which was interesting now.
Not only did Sun Xu discover this group of people, the men in black from unknown forces also discovered the existence of this group of people, and his speed immediately slowed down.
It's not that I'm worried that I won't be able to defeat him, but I don't want to cause any more trouble. If I provoke any big shots from the sect, I'm afraid that people like myself will have to answer here.
In addition, the Jiuzhong Mountain monks over there obviously did not notice that Sun Xu and the others, or any of the men in black, were concentrating on their way.
When one party is unintentional and the two parties are intentional, a strange balance is temporarily entered.
In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. Lu Feixia looked at the young master in front of him and couldn't help but feel a headache. He patted his forehead and said, "How come I can see you everywhere?"
"I'm also wondering, you're not following me, are you!" The young master opposite opened the folding fan and put on a handsome pose, looking at Lu Feixia with a displeased face.
"Huang Yuanjiu, don't think too highly of yourself. What's the point of following you?" Lu Feixia also swore.
At this moment, the young master who was following Huang Yuanjiu cast his eyes on Sun Xu. The ridicule on his face turned into a sneer, and his eyes were full of coldness.
"Hey, everyone, look who this is, the eldest disciple of the Jiuzhong Palace, the young master, the young master Sun who has made all our sects lose face, the eldest master Sun!"
These words were strange, but the effect was very good. Except for the person who spoke, none of the people present appeared at the scene that day. They only heard of Sun Xu's name but never saw him.
Now when I heard it was Sun Xu, I immediately became energetic and all came out. All their attention was focused on Sun Xu. No one paid attention to the conflict between Huang Yuanjiu and Lu Feixia.
"Are you Sun Xu?" Huang Yuanjiu also frowned, his eyes falling on Sun Xu.
"If it's fake, I guarantee it!" Naturally, Sun Xu would not be afraid. He was just at the peak of the Mortal Transformation Realm. If he were a master of the Chengding Realm, he might be a little more serious.
"My lord, Huang Yuanjiu, the core disciple of Jueyun Peak, that day you hurt the junior disciples of Jueyun Peak and also disgraced the master. I should have taken you back and apologized to our master, but Huang today
There is something important going on, so stay here, kneel down and kowtow a hundred times, and our matter will be over!"
When Huang Yuanjiu spoke, he closed the fan again with a snap and patted it gently on his palms, with an unmistakable smile on his face.
"Brother Yuanjiu, you are indeed magnanimous. This boy is lucky!"
"If I had the strength of Senior Brother Yuanjiu, I would have to knock this kid down and stomp him a few times before I could let out a breath of evil!"
The young man who recognized Sun Xu before could not help but touch his throat. The wound had already healed, but the shadow left in his heart had not faded at all.
"Sun Xu, you still recognize me!" He sneered and glared at Sun Xu fiercely.
The men in black had stopped. There were about thirty people, and they were surrounding Sun Xu and others, more than ten miles away. They were hiding quietly, for fear of disturbing the 'prey'.
Sun Xu frowned and pretended to look carefully. After a few breaths, his face returned to a light smile.
"Have you ever had a direct confrontation with Sun?"
"Never!"
"Are you the leading disciple of a certain sect?"
"no!"
"Are you at the peak of Mortal Realm or a monk at Chengding Realm?"
"no!"
The three powerful questions made the young man a little confused. Does this have anything to do with whether you know me or not?
"In that case, what qualifications do you have to let Sun know you!" Sun Xu's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear. As soon as the words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
The young master was even more angry and drew his sword: "You country bumpkin, you have the guts to fight me openly and honestly, no matter life or death!"
"Isn't this kid out of his mind? He's a lucky country bumpkin from the lower world. How has he got the right to be compared with Senior Brother Tong!"
"It's such a big statement. Senior Brother Tong comes from a famous family. How can someone from the lower world compare to him?"
"You are seeking your own death. The brothers and sisters were careless and were taken advantage of by this kid. Do you really think that you are invincible?"
As soon as the words came out, it was like a strong wind blowing through the forest, and the sound of forest waves surged forward.
This group of people is naturally proud. Sun Xu, a boy from the lower world, had some shitty luck and was accepted as a disciple by the Emperor of the Ninth Level, yet he dared to despise Tong Qianli.
Even Tong Qianli looked down upon him. Those of them, whose strength and status were inferior to Tong Qianli, naturally had to share the same hatred and despise that boy.
It would be best for a senior brother to take action and give this kid a hard lesson. Everyone would go up and kick him a few times, and then spit on his face before they could vent their anger.
It also let him know that the world of cultivation is not their small world in the countryside, and it is not a place where he, a small Mahayana monk, can show off his power.
Here, if you are asked to kneel, you must kneel honestly, and if you are asked to kowtow, you must kowtow honestly. If you are asked to kneel, it will be a hundred, not even one less. (To be continued)