Fu Hong, Fu Li, Fu Biao, and Fu Feng didn't trust Du Feng, Fu Xi, or Fu Ying, Fu Yuan, and the rest. There was also the strange Fu Nie, who only stood with Nie Ji and didn't fit in at all.
If it wasn't because they had signed a soul contract, they didn't know what kind of situation they would be in. However, they still had to pretend before they came out of Yang Wu Temple. After all, there were quite a lot of people from other teams, and if they were outnumbered, they would be easily bullied.
Du Feng noticed that for some reason, Fu Li and Fu Hong's followers were gone. They probably died while exploring somewhere. Fu Biao's followers were long gone, and only Fu Feng's scar-faced bodyguard was still there. As expected of a professional bodyguard hired at a high price, his survival ability was quite strong.
Fu Hong, Fu Li, and the scar-faced bodyguard had a total of five people. Fu Ying and Fu Yuan had two, Du Feng had three, and Fu Nie had two. In terms of numbers, Fu Hong's side still had the advantage.
However, numbers didn't represent strength, and it was hard to say who they were with. Just like that, they arrived at the entrance of Yang Wu Temple. They waited for the door to open and entered together.
"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots!"
Just as everyone was waiting outside the entrance of Yang Wu Temple, a young man flew over on a falcon. Although a falcon wasn't as big as a goshawk, it flew very fast and looked better. The man was riding on a falcon, wearing a green robe and holding a sword in his hand.
The sword's sheath was white with a few rubies embedded on it, and the sword hilt was embedded with sapphires. His attire and the sword made him look rather elegant and confident.
This person was really bold. He felt that it was stupid for everyone to wait at the entrance. Although the entrance of Yang Wu Temple was closed, there were windows on the upper level. They could enter through the windows, so why wait at the entrance?
Not only was it faster to enter through the windows, but they could also reach the upper level. It was obvious that the things on the upper level were better than the ones below.
"Let's make a bet. I'll count to three and this person will die. Do you believe me?"
Fu Nie pursed his lips and smiled. His peach blossom eyes glanced at Du Feng, giving him goosebumps.
"Stop bragging. Do you think you can count to death by counting to three?"
Although Fu Nie was a student of the Adjudicators, no one believed his words. Especially Fu Li, he did not believe that he had such strength.
"Hehehe, I will count to two and he will die. Do you believe me?"
Nie Ji giggled, her voice as clear and melodious as a silver bell. Her tone was even more arrogant. She actually said that she would count to two and that person would die. The young man was at the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Golden Celestial Cultivation Stage. Moreover, the weapon he was holding was of a high grade. It didn't seem like he was weak.
Although Nie Ji was an official member of the Adjudicators, she was only ranked fifth. Was she really that powerful? Fu Ying and Fu Yuan were the first to express their disbelief. We're all women. Why are you so capable?
"Hehe, I'll count to three and he will die immediately."
They had thought that Nie Ji was bragging enough, but who knew that there would be someone who bragged even more fiercely than her? That person was none other than Du Feng.
After Du Feng said this, even Fu Xi looked at him. He thought that Brother Du was always calm and steady. Why was he bragging so much this time? Only the Sword Emperor was grinning as if he was waiting to watch the show. Everyone was waiting to see who would be the first to break through.
The young man was really cooperative. He actually jumped down from the roof. He planned to land on the roof and enter the Yang Wu Temple through the window.
According to Fu Nie's calculations, he would need three breaths of time to land on the roof and get ready to enter through the window. As long as he touched the window, he would definitely be killed, so it would take three seconds.
Nie Ji felt that this person would land on the roof and walk to the edge of the roof. As soon as he went out of the range of the roof, he would die immediately, so it would take two seconds.
After seeing the young man jump down from the back of the falcon, Du Feng, Nie Ji, and Fu Nie counted together, "One."
When they finished counting, the man landed on the roof. To be precise, his feet had not completely touched the glazed roof tiles. A beam of golden light soared up, and his entire body exploded with a bang, turning into a mist of blood. Then, a gust of wind blew and the blood mist disappeared without a trace.
"Hiss …"
When the cultivators at the scene saw this, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. Then, they shrunk their necks. Wasn't this a little too fast? Moreover, it was a clean death. Not even a drop of blood could stain the golden glazed roof tiles.
"How about it? I won, didn't I?"
Du Feng shrugged and smiled. His judgment was the most reliable. Since Yang Wu was the creator of the Yunwu Secret Realm, how could he allow an ordinary person to step on the roof of his golden temple? Therefore, the moment the young man jumped down from the falcon, he was destined to die. There was no need for him to crawl through the window.
"Aiya, handsome boy, you're really the best. You must bring me along later."
After saying that, Fu Nie twisted his waist and stretched out his orchid fingers as he approached Du Feng.
"Cough, cough …"
Fu Xi pretended to cough twice and then blocked him with his broad shoulders. He knew that Brother Du was not good at dealing with such things.
"Don't worry, the door might not open yet."
Du Feng looked at the stone tablet in front of the door with many words written on it. One of the rules was that a total of 499 people must be gathered before the door could be opened. In other words, if there were not enough people, no one could open the door.
After all, more than half the time had passed and many martial artists had died on the way. The number of people who could reach here might not be 499. Even if there were more than 499 martial artists alive, they might not all come to Yang Wu Temple.
For example, Du Feng and the others had been delayed in the dwarf village for a while before coming over. It was very likely that the other martial artists were busy with other things and could not come over.
"Alright, let's wait then. Let's make this clear first. Listen to me later. "
Fu Hong volunteered to lead the team because he felt that he was the eldest grandson of the Fu family and most people listened to him.
"Tch, if you were the one leading the team, wouldn't everyone be dead?"
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