Hua Wudao's body shook.
These words made his face turn red.
Since when did blocking a single move become a luxury?
Standing on the stone pillar, Yu Shangrong looked down at Hua Wuya and said, "Watch closely."
Zeng!
Primal Qi surged as the Longevity Sword was unsheathed.
Although the Longevity Sword's energy had already dissipated, its special characteristics were still frightening.
Everyone's eyes were trained on Yu Shangrong.
He wielded the sword with his Qi, and an energy sword appeared.
Yu Shangrong dove.
The space in front of the stone pillar seemed to be distorted, and a thin mist appeared.
Three figures appeared on the left, middle, and right …
Hua Wudao's eyes widened. When he got a clear look, the three figures had merged and the Longevity Sword had entered the Six Compatible Seal's range.
Yu Shangrong held his Longevity Sword horizontally before himself as he pointed it at Hua Wudao.
Hua Wudao felt a little upset.
He sparred with Duanmu Sheng, Old Third, every day. Although he did not lose, he did not look too good either.
The disparity between the two of them was actually so great when he sparred with Mister Second!
It was very uncomfortable!
Zeng!
Yu Shangrong withdrew his Longevity Sword.
He said, "There's no need to feel inferior. The Longevity Sword has been with me for many years. It has broken countless Formations."
"…"
Was this supposed to be consolation?
Hua Wudao retracted his Six Compatible Seal and staggered backward.
Pan Litian and Leng Luo shook their heads as they watched from afar.
"Old Leng, you're an Eight-leaf cultivator as well. Why don't you spar with Mister Second?"
"My cultivation base hasn't recovered yet. Maybe another day … Old Pan, you have the help of the sable magnolia, so I'm sure your cultivation base has recovered faster than mine. Why don't you give it a try?" Leng Luo said.
"I suddenly remembered that there's a jar of century-old wine in the courtyard … Old Leng, why don't you have some?"
"Very well."
The two of them happily reached an agreement and turned to leave.
Hua Yuexing helped him up.
Hua Wu said, "I'm fine … Thank you for your guidance, Mister Second."
Mingshi Yin walked out from the crowd and said, "Elder Hua, please don't leave behind any lingering problems in your heart. This move, Enter Three Souls, is the sword move that my second senior brother is famous for. It's already very good that you have the courage to face this move. "
As he spoke, he signaled with his eyes.
He turned to look, but Leng Luo and Pan Litian were nowhere to be seen.
Instantly, he felt much better.
He thought that he had lost all his face just now.
He cupped his fists and said, "Since he's a member of the Evil Sky Pavilion, it's only natural that I do my best to guide him."
"…"
"Is there anything else I can help you with?" Yu Shangrong asked gently.
"…"
His intentions were good, and his original intention was to guide everyone.
But … these words sounded strange.
"Third Senior Brother!" Mingshi Yin quickly pointed at Duanmu Sheng.
Duanmu Sheng charged into the crowd with his Overlord Spear in hand. He grabbed Mingshi Yin by the collar and said, "You promised to spar with me! You won't admit it? "
"Uh … Yes, yes, yes …"
Duanmu Sheng dragged Mingshi Yin out of the southern pavilion.
"Senior, senior brother … slow, slow down."
Everyone was speechless.
At this moment, Little Yuan 'er appeared on the beam of the southern pavilion and said, "Good morning, Second Senior Brother."
"Little Junior Sister, morning to you too."
"Master is calling for you."
"Alright."
…
In the great hall of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou placed his brush aside. He glanced at the list of names on the paper and nodded.
Yu Shangrong, Little Yuan 'er, Pan Zhong, and the others entered the great hall.
"Greetings, master."
"Greetings, Pavilion Master."
Lu Zhou's gaze fell on Yu Shangrong as he asked, "How was the spar?"
Yu Shangrong said, "I won with a single strike."
When he spoke, he seemed to be in a daze.
It was as though the two of them had returned to the time when Yu Shangrong was still learning. Back then, Yu Shangrong only practiced with a wooden sword, and he liked to challenge elites.
When Yu Shangrong won, he liked to say that he won with a single strike as well.
He was very proud.
Lu Zhou said, "Elder Hua has a strong ego. Let me have a few moves first."
The others. "…"
Yu Shangrong nodded. "I understand, master."
He was a great general of the Evil Sky Pavilion, after all. It would not be worth it if he was crippled by his own people before he could even make a name for himself.
At this moment, Lu Zhou waved his hand.
The piece of paper on the table flew toward Yu Shangrong. Yu Shangrong reacted quickly and caught it.
He glanced at the list of names on it.
Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and said, "I have two missions for you … Are you willing to accept them?"
Yu Shangrong said without hesitation, "Tell me what to do, master."
"Alright."
Lu Zhou walked down the steps and slowly walked up to Yu Shangrong. He said, "Leave no one on the list."
His voice was neither loud nor soft, and his tone was neither fast nor slow.
His voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
The others were shocked. They inhaled sharply.
They did not know who was on the list. However, no matter who it was, as long as they were on the list, they would die under Senior Sword Devil's sword.
Was this the Evil Sky Pavilion's boldness?
Yu Shangrong looked at the list again and said, "Weak."
Indeed, the names on the list were too weak.
In the past, he would not even look at them.
Perhaps, he felt that this mission was boring, he cupped his fists and said, "I request to be added to the list."
The others. "…"
Lu Zhou replied calmly, "Alright."
Yu Shangrong walked up to the table with the piece of paper in his hand. He wrote names on it with a brush.
After a while, the piece of white paper that originally had a lot of blank space was densely filled with words.
When Yu Shangrong was done, he presented the piece of paper with both hands. "Please take a look, master."
"I don't need to look at them. If you think they're worth killing, then kill them."
This was trust.
If one was suspicious, one would not use them.
The others. "…"
Pan Zhong, Zhou Jifeng, and the others felt their mentality and worldview crumbling.
Little Yuan 'er was curious. She walked up to Second Senior Brother and said, "Second Senior Brother, I'd like to take a look."
"Mhm." Yu Shangrong did not mind. He handed the piece of paper to Little Yuan 'er.
Little Yuan 'er picked up the piece of paper and read aloud, "Righteous Sect's Master, Zhang Yuanshan; Duanlin Branch's Master, Chang Jian; Celestial Masters Sect's Grand Elder, Zhang Daoran; Hengqu Branch's Grand Elder, Chang Jing; Ruyi Sect's Master, Buddhist Master Miaozhen; Seven Stars Villa's Hu Shendao …"
Every time a name was read …
The others' hearts skipped a beat in unison.
These were all big shots.
Any one of them was a famous figure in their own right.
Naturally, they were also the elites from the ten great sects who had attacked Golden Court Mountain.
Little Yuan 'er's voice was clearer in the great hall. As she read, her voice echoed in the hall.
After reading for a while …
Little Yuan 'er paused for a moment. She looked at Second Senior Brother, Yu Shangrong, and said, "Second Senior Brother, you've made up a lot."
Yu Shangrong only smiled and did not explain.
Little Yuan 'er continued to read, "Yun Sect's Grand Elder, Zhao Ji; Yun Sect's Second Elder, Sun Hong …"
This was the name list of the Yun Sect, the leader of the Three Sects in the southern part of Great Yan.
The others' hearts raced when they heard it.
The Three Sects were even more dazzling than the ten great sects.
They were so powerful that the ten great sects could not compare to them.
She read for a while.
Little Yuan 'er's voice stopped at the last name. "Luo Sect's Second Elder, Shan Yunzheng."
When she heard this name …
Hua Yuexing staggered backward. Her eyes widened.
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