The yellow-robed youth looked at Su Yi with a cold and arrogant expression. He thought that Su Yi was afraid after hearing the words' Sacred Mountain '.
"Have people from the Sacred Mountain arrived at Shenjian Gate?" Su Yi continued to ask as he looked at the youths. The two words' Sacred Mountain 'stirred up waves in Su Yi's heart. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down so that his expression did not betray any trace of his emotions.
"Kid, aren't you from Shenjian Gate?" One of the youths found it strange. Shouldn't the disciples of the Shenjian Gate know about the Sacred Mountain's arrival at Shenjian Gate? Could it be that this youth wasn't a disciple of the Shenjian Gate?
"Who I am has nothing to do with you. You just have to tell me, have people from the Sacred Mountain arrived at Shenjian Gate? Who are they?" Su Yi looked at the youths and continued to ask.
"Kid, do you know who you're talking to?!"
The youths from the Sacred Mountain finally couldn't take it anymore. The youth in front of them had been looking at them with disdain. How could they tolerate this?
"Just answer me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!" Su Yi said, his face still calm.
"Kid, I think you're courting death!"
The yellow-robed youth was already boiling with anger. He glared coldly at Su Yi.
"I also want to know if the so-called disciples of the Sacred Mountain have made any progress!"
Su Yi's eyes also turned cold. He was about to leave, but the self-introduction of these disciples attracted Su Yi's attention.
"Arrogant kid, it seems that you're really courting death!"
The yellow-robed youth couldn't take it anymore. No one had ever dared to speak to them like this. On the Sacred Mountain, they were also personal disciples and had a high status. Outside, everyone had to be polite to them.
"Whoosh …"
In an instant, the yellow-robed youth made his move. Yuan Qi swept out from the soles of his feet. With a stomp on the ground, his figure immediately swept out.
Yuan Qi condensed in the yellow-robed youth's palm, and with a vigorous and sharp wind, he struck towards Su Yi.
At this moment, the yellow-robed youth from the Sacred Mountain did not hold back at all. He was using his full strength, as if he wanted to teach Su Yi a lesson. It would not matter even if he killed Su Yi. Even if Su Yi was a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, if he did not put them in his eyes, what could the Divine Sword Sect do to them?
Watching the former's palm strike, Su Yi's expression darkened slightly, he wanted to know the level of the Holy Mountain's disciples. His figure remained motionless as he watched the former's palm rapidly expand in his eyes. In the next instant, he shook his arm and sent out a palm strike of his own.
Boom!
The two palms collided with each other. There was no turning back, and a muffled sound was heard.
Yuan Qi gales swept across the area, causing dust to fly everywhere. The ground trembled, and the door was directly overturned.
"Pfff …"
The yellow-robed youth from the Holy Mountain spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his figure was directly sent flying, crashing into the main road several feet away. The street trembled and the ground cracked. It was a tragic sight.
Su Yi's figure remained motionless, but his robe and hair fluttered, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.
Su Yi had never had a good impression of the people from the Holy Mountain. What's more, Su Yi also felt the former's fierceness and killing intent, so he naturally would not be polite.
"Ah …"
The yellow-robed youth screamed, rolling on the ground and spitting out blood.
His entire palm was cracked, and his bones cracked from his skin and flesh. His palm was split open, and blood flowed out. His entire palm went limp along his arm, and was completely shattered into powder. This kind of pain was even more heart-wrenching.
The figure drinking alone in the wine shop raised his eyes again, and on his cloaked face, there was a flicker of light in his eyes that disappeared in an instant, and then returned to calmness.
Everyone was stunned. Originally, everyone thought that in the face of a legendary disciple of the Holy Mountain, the youth would definitely be in big trouble. Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. Who would have thought that the result would be like this?
The remaining three disciples of the Holy Mountain were also dumbfounded. They stared dumbfounded at Su Yi, unable to recover from their shock. The youth in front of them was clearly about the same age as them, or even slightly younger. They were disciples of the Holy Mountain and did not take him seriously, but they were not so strong that they had misjudged him. This kid was actually so strong.
Su Yi ignored the yellow-robed youth as he was sent flying. His cold gaze swept over the remaining three youths from the Sacred Mountain.
Head, B hair.
"You … who the hell are you?"
The three youths were frightened for no reason. Being stared at by Su Yi, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
"Since you're from the Holy Mountain, let's see what level you've reached!"
Su Yi's eyes were cold, and he immediately stepped out. Yuan Qi surged under his feet, and his figure appeared in front of the three youths like a ghost.
As disciples of the Holy Mountain, and direct disciples of the Holy Mountain, these three youths were absolutely outstanding. There was no need to talk about their talent, and any one of them was outstanding among their peers.
But these three youths had encountered Su Yi. These youths were also at the Yuan Soul realm, and the strongest one was also a leading figure among his peers in the Holy Mountain, but he had only barely stepped into the Yuan Spirit realm.
Such age and cultivation were enough to shock the outside world, but compared to Su Yi at this moment, they were still far inferior.
"Bang bang bang …"
In just a few moves, Su Yi directly sent the three youths flying in the most overbearing and direct way. The three of them did not even have time to use their trump cards before they were seriously injured.
"Ahhhh …"
The three youths screamed as they were smashed into the distance. Their bodies were covered in blood, and some of them had their arms broken, while others spat out blood and shattered organs.
Against the disciples of the Holy Mountain, Su Yi's attacks were cold, and he did not hold back much. He deliberately dealt heavy blows.
The four disciples of the Holy Mountain were all seriously injured in the blink of an eye, and the whole scene was stunned.
Such a commotion had already attracted many onlookers, and they were all shocked.
Su Yi's gaze swept across the surroundings. This was Swordforge City, which was only a hundred miles away from Shenjian Gate. It was impossible that there were no people from Shenjian Gate here. In order to avoid trouble, he unceremoniously took the space bags from the four youths and left.
After learning of Yun Lingfeng's punishment, Su Yi did not want to go to Shenjian Gate. Now that he learned that the people of the Holy Mountain had come to Shenjian Gate, he deliberately avoided them.
Su Yi knew very well that although he had made some progress, he was still like an ant in the face of the colossal Holy Mountain. He could not contend at all.
If he encountered the people of the Holy Mountain at Shenjian Gate and exposed his identity, the consequences would be unimaginable.
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