A strong wind blew against his face, ruffling Wang Chen's clothes and hair.
He clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Jun Mo with all his strength exploding expressionlessly, without even taking out the Dark Iron Heavy Sword.
Everyone just watched him standing with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, waiting for Jun Mo's thunderous strike like a senior master giving guidance to his juniors.
"What does Jiang Yu want to do?"
"He actually didn't even move his true power."
"This is a complete lack of regard for Senior Brother Jun Mo."
The loud discussion made Jun Mo's originally handsome face deformed and distorted.
"Go to hell!" His sword roared into the sky.
boom!
Under the pressure of Pei Ran's sword, the white mist in the square rolled like water waves and instantly separated to both sides.
Everyone saw a blue pillar of air rising into the sky, and a thunder strike, right in front of them.
"presumptuous!"
The power of that sword has not yet been released, but a loud shout is heard, like heavy thunder hitting the eardrums, resounding in everyone's ears.
Many disciples with low cultivation level covered their ears, buried their heads in pain, and kept moaning.
Even Wang Chen was momentarily distracted.
The person's cultivation level is too terrifying.
The straight sword energy swayed.
This loud shout made Jun Mo's sword force become slightly unstable.
Boom! The air shook.
Everyone saw a big handprint condensed with true power suddenly falling from the sky,
Wherever the handprint passes, it is like scattering a piece of smoke,
Jun Mo's condensed sword energy suddenly dissipated.
Before he could even look up, the big hand suddenly came down and pressed him firmly.
"You are so brave, you dare to draw a sword during the sword ceremony!"
The person who came was as handsome as a young man, with a white face and no beard, and long shiny black hair, except for two strands of white hair hanging down at the temples.
It gives people a feeling of coming out of the dust, but also experiencing the cleansing of the world.
Especially his majestic temperament, which can obviously be developed by being in a high position for a long time.
"It's Master Gu Qianyin."
A disciple whispered, and the messy team suddenly began to fluctuate and slowly became orderly.
"I've met Master."
The nine core disciples saluted Gu Qianyin.
"I've met Master."
Only then did the inheritance disciples and inner and outer sect disciples react, and they all saluted Gu Qian.
It turned out that he was Gu Qianyin, the leader of Xijian Peak. Wang Chen looked at the visitor.
This name has long been known in the cultivation world.
Lingtian Sword Saint Gu Qianyin, one of the three great cultivators of the Qiankun Sword Sect in the later stage of foundation establishment, does not need any examples to prove his name. The identity of a great cultivator already represents the strength and reputation at the pinnacle of the cultivation world.
In silence.
Jun Mo, who was lying on all fours like a toad, looked so conspicuous and embarrassed.
Gu Qianyin's face brightened slightly.
But he still stared at Jun Mo closely.
"When did the disciples of our sect become so unruly that they dared to use their swords in front of the sect's sages?"
"If I don't punish you, won't you still attack me in the future?!"
When Gu Qianyin yelled and scolded him, Jun Mo's anger dissipated in an instant.
"Disciple doesn't dare." He shouted hurriedly, his voice echoing loudly in the square.
He doesn't need any dignity at this moment. He is nothing in front of the Great Cultivator.
"I will receive twenty lashes."
After saying that, he ignored Jun Mo, who instantly turned pale.
Turn around.
Everyone was moved,
Even one whip from the Qiankun Sword Sect can cause serious injuries to the flesh and bones. Even after these 20 whips, even Jun Mo's seven Nirvana cultivation levels would be unbearable.
"The sword ceremony begins!" Gu Qianyin's majestic voice echoed.
Wang Chen turned his head and looked at Jun Mo, who was also looking at him, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
He suddenly stretched out two fingers and flicked them slightly, making a soft snapping sound.
Then he put a smile on his face and said in a voice that only Jun Mo could hear:
"In a snap, I'll give you a slap in the face and 20 lashes, so you don't have to thank me."
Jun Mo's originally handsome face had bulging veins and was distorted. At this moment, he wished he could crush Wang Chen's bones into ashes.
However, he endured it all his life. If he caused trouble in front of Gu Qian, it would not be as simple as whipping him.
But this feeling made him feel worse than death.
The sky is long and the sky is magnificent.
Press the eight poles of the sword, and the sword will move smoothly.
…
Gu Qianyin raised his sword and sang, leading his disciples to sacrifice the sword.
But every minute and every second is a kind of torture for Jun Mo.
This torture lasted for an hour.
A sword sacrificial ceremony that was supposed to be solemn ended in a strange atmosphere.
~~
There is a school ground on a mountain peak of the Qiankun Sword Sect, with several stone tables and benches set up on the side.
At this moment, a group of inheritance disciples gathered together and looked at Dishui Junmo with a gloomy look on his face.
"ah!"
Recalling the scene at the sword ceremony just now, Jun Mo let out a crazy low roar, and the stone table under his palm instantly turned into powder.
"Jiang Yu! If this cunning thing had not been at the sword ceremony, I would have chopped him into pieces!"
Originally, Jiang Yu wanted to lose an adult in the sword ceremony, but in the end, it turned out that Jun Mo lost an adult.
The inheritance disciples present secretly exchanged glances, but did not dare to look down on Jun Mo.
Because they know that behind Jun Mo, there is a powerful sword vein, and there is also an older brother who has firmly taken the second place in the core inheritance.
"Then Jiang Yu can only play despicable tricks. In terms of true combat power, even ten Jiang Yus can't compare to you. Brother Junmo, find an opportunity and let's take him..." Zuo Han said gloomily.
Although he didn't finish what he said, everyone knew what he meant.
Everyone was silent. It was not that they did not have the confidence to kill Jiang Yu, but the death of a disciple was not a trivial matter.
This is a major matter related to the sect's reputation, and the sect will definitely investigate thoroughly. Once the news leaks out, no matter how powerful the sword is, it will not be able to protect them.
Is that all there is to it?
In the silence, the wind howled in the distance.
A man with a stern face stood on his sword and came with his hands behind his back, arriving in an instant.
"I've met Senior Brother Junhou."
Only then did the disciples of the lineage see clearly that the person coming was the prince, and they hurriedly greeted him.
"elder brother."
Jun Mo stood up to greet him.
"You guys, please step back." Junhou looked indifferent and waved away all the inheritance disciples.
Everyone did not dare to disobey and bowed out.
Watching the group of inheritance disciples fly away in the air and disappear into the clouds and mist, Jun Hou looked at Jun Mo with his eyes.
Snap.
His backhand was a slap in the face.
It was loud and clear, but Jun Mo didn't dare to dodge, and suffered the slap all his life.
"It's a shameful thing." Junhou said coldly.
"You are my brother, and I will admit it if you hit me, but it is not my fault. That guy from Jiang Yu insulted me, how could I bear this tone?" Jun Mo said angrily.
"I'll beat you, but you're still not convinced."
"There are many ways to make a person disappear from the world, and you just chose the stupidest one."
Jun Hou said angrily.
"Then what else can you do? Even you don't dare to kill the inheritance disciples at will." Jun Mo was still unconvinced.
"You don't necessarily need to do it yourself to kill people. When you become the core, you will know how powerful the energy of the disciples of the core inheritance is."
Junhou frowned, dissatisfied with his younger brother's opposition.
"Brother, help me!"
Jun Mo's eyes lit up when he heard the title of core disciple.
So what if I lose myself in front of the whole sect today.
Once he becomes a core disciple, the dazzling halo will be enough to swallow up these insignificant dusts.