"Qiuyu." Yan Li's expression darkened.
As soon as he finished speaking, an intense sword hum could be heard. It was the sound of a sword being rapidly unsheathed. A black light flashed, and the heads of the two guards were cut off.
This sword was too fast. It was only in the blink of an eye that blood spurted out from the wounds.
Yan Li had dodged at the first moment.
This was the first time he saw Yu Qiuyu attack. After his sword was unsheathed, it somehow returned to his hand.
When he got off the carriage, his simple black longsword was once again hugged in his chest, as if it had never been moved.
"You're in someone else's territory." Huang Shaoyu watched as the pedestrians on the street screamed "murder!" and fled in all directions. He could not help but say, "Aren't the two of you too arrogant?"
Yan Li stared at the sword in Yu Qiuyu's chest, saying, "What is it called?"
"Thirteen Obelisks!" Yu Qiuyu seemed to represent his sword, staring back at Yan Li. He knew that Yan Li would definitely see the beauty of his move.
Yan Li also knew that the other knew that he had seen the beauty of his move.
This was the reason why experts would be attracted to each other. In this world, the person who understood you the most was your opponent.
"Good name!" Yan Li couldn't help but say, "After I repair the Separation Cliff, let's have a match!"
"As I wish!" Yu Qiuyu nodded heavily.
"You dare to be impudent in the House of Marquis Dong Bo, leave your head behind!" Dozens of strong guards charged out. Without reason, they drew their blades and greeted Yan Li.
Yu Qiuyu suddenly held the hilt of his sword while his expression became even colder and solemn, and the vital energy in his entire body suddenly became piercingly cold like winter. Clang! The simple and jet black sword was suddenly unsheathed, and then a dark blue sword light shot out explosively.
Boom!
The sword light exploded as soon as it came into contact with someone. It was like a ball of thunder smashing into the crowd. Most people died before they could even make a sound. A small number of lucky people happened to be outside the range of the attack. They stared in disbelief at the deep pit between the threshold of the prince's mansion and the flower garden in the inner courtyard. They couldn't believe that this was something that could be done by a human. They couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"What move?" Yan Li asked.
"Ben Lei," Yu Qiuyu replied.
There were actually quite a few sword techniques in this world that were called "Galloping Thunder". Yan Li also knew a similar one, but its power was not even one-tenth of Yu Qiuyu's.
"Yan Li, do you think you're the only genius in the world? Let me tell you, when my Qiu Yu was ten years old, she had already mastered this sword technique. " Huang Shaoyu was so proud that it was as if he was Yu Qiuyu. "This sword technique was even given to Qiu Yu by Lord Guan Shan Hai as a meeting gift. There are so many wonderful sword techniques in the Heavenly Sword Peak …"
"Just say a little more and expose the details to the people inside." Yan Li said indifferently.
"Hmph! I remember now. The people here are all natives. I can deal with them with one hand. Even if they are students, I think even if all the remaining people were to join forces, it wouldn't be enough for me and Qiu Yu to kill. "
Huang Shaoyu was right. Regardless of the identity of Marquis Dong Bo, even if he brought the army over, he would definitely not be a match for them. So the three of them soon saw Marquis Dong Bo.
And this person was indeed as Yan Li expected. He was a student participating in the trial, and he also had a great background. At least, when compared to Yan Li.
In a courtyard of the Marquis's Mansion, a young man in luxurious clothing was the leader. Behind him were ten young men. All of them were looking at them with sharp eyes.
The teenager in the lead was probably Marquis of Dong Bo. Facing the three of them, he seemed very confident. "I know who you are. Huang Shaoyu, the young masters of the Lulin Forest, Yu Qiuyu of the Heavenly Sword Peak, and Yan Li the pervert."
Yan Li raised his eyebrows, but he was too lazy to argue. He recognized that this young man was also one of the people who was exempted from the trial.
"The three of you actually dare to provoke me. Do you know who I am?" The young man said arrogantly, "I guess you don't know. Why don't you tell him who I am!"
The last sentence was naturally said to his lackeys.
Immediately, a young man shouted, "I'll let you three stupid dogs know that our young master is the son of the Yellow Mountain Sect's headmaster, Qiu Fengjia."
Qiu Fengjia laughed coldly and said, "As long as you crawl on the ground and bark like a dog, I'll let you go. Otherwise, not to mention your lives, I'll cut off your heads and use them as chamber pots!"
Yan Li couldn't help but start to doubt the standard of the school's recruitment. They even recruited such trash. Wasn't this a waste of everyone's time?
Hearing this, Huang Shaoyu was so angry that he laughed. "Good, I want to see if the Yellow Mountain Sect's absolute arts are used to kill people or to make chamber pots!"
He was the most hot-tempered and immediately rushed forward.
Qiu Fengjia's face lit up. "We've been tricked. Catch him!"
"Silver-armored soldiers, golden-armored soldiers, Ruyi Writ …"
His subordinates quickly spread out and formed a seal with both hands. He mumbled something and a golden-armored or silver-armored little god immediately appeared above his head.
The little god was the spiritual consciousness of the person.
The Yellow Mountain Sect's method was unique. It was known for "summoning gods". The more advanced ones could even turn themselves into "gods". However, the level was too low. To a true expert, it was still too low.
It was a pity that Huang Shaoyu wasn't a true expert.
He suddenly realized that there were more than ten golden and silver knives abruptly pressed against his neck. If he moved even slightly, his head would be separated from his body. Only then did he realize that he had fallen into the opponent's trap. His face turned green.
"Hehehe." Qiu Fengjia lowered his voice and sneered. Suddenly, he revealed a viciousness that didn't match his age. "I already knew that you would come, so I made preparations to welcome you. I know that the two of you are very strong, but the trial requires brains. It seems that this young master's brain is several streets ahead of yours. "
"Is that so?" Yan Li secretly felt that it was funny.
"Isn't that so?" Qiu Fengjia said coldly. "As long as I give the order and he, who symbolizes the king, dies, you will automatically be judged to have failed the trial. Let me tell you, those who don't complete the trial this time will be expelled from the school."
"Oh?" Yan Li slightly narrowed his eyes. "How did you know?"
"My uncle is one of the craftsmen who maintain the normal operation of the Secluded Garden." Qiu Fengjia said proudly. "I knew it from the beginning. If you don't want to be expelled from the school, from now on, listen to me obediently, or else … "
"One last question." Yan Li directly interrupted him.
"Hmph, speak." Qiu Fengjia was a little unhappy, but he held it in.
"Did you snatch a stone slab from Xiqi?" Yan Li said.
"Is it important?" Qiu Fengjia frowned.
"If you don't have a stone slab, then we're disturbing you." Yan Li said as he waved his hand at Yu Qiuyu.
"Hey, hey, hey, why didn't you save me, you bastard!" Huang Shaoyu shouted in fear.
Qiu Fengjia said hatefully, "So what if I did!"
"Then you can go die." Suddenly, a voice came to his ear.
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