Ji Sunshi stared at Tang Yu in a daze, and it was difficult for a while to come back from the shock.￥f

Recently, the bloody storm in Baijiacheng was caused by Tang Yu's hand in stirring up the storm. If this is the case, it would be too terrible.

Countless talents have been born in the history of the Great Chu, but all those talents are not enough to compare with Tang Yu. If you remember correctly, Tang Yu is just twenty years old this year.

He was enthused at the age of twenty, and had such strength to stir up the turmoil at the age of twenty. I am afraid that such geniuses are rare in the Baijiayuan.

"Don't worry, head of Ji Sun, I will heal you. But I can't help you if I can seize the opportunity to enter Baijiayuan this time. Of course, those who survive are very likely to have a lot of chances, because there are still many people who will die, and many people deserve to die!" Tang Yu said indifferently.

Looking at his face, he was as cold as iron, and he obviously had murderous intent in his heart.

Ji Sunshi pondered for a long time and said, "Tang Yu, I probably understand some of the key points. There are two people in this game, one is the moral elder Shu Changqing, and the other is the Yinsha Lou Sun Jilong. These two people are both top-ranked experts on the Gods and Man List.

They should have taken over the task directly from a master of Baijiayuan, and their goal is to kill you at all costs!"

"I can see that your origin is extraordinary, otherwise you would not have grown to this level in just a few years. However, I have never been hostile to you, and of course, I have never had a good impression of you." Ji Sunshi said calmly.

Tang Yu smiled faintly, squinted his eyes at the head of the Ji Sun family in front of him, and was also one of the last disciples of the Guigu Sect.

After the destruction of the Guigu Gate of Baijialou, there were very few Guigu Gate who escaped from Baijiayuan. Even among the five countries, these disciples did not dare to disturb the situation.

They could only find successors in secret. Ji Sunshi was the successor of one of the disciples, but he was not good at learning skills and could not match Sun Tengwen at all.

"The moral elder Shu Changqing and Sun Jilong, these two people must die!" Tang Yu's face appeared and he was determined. He paused and said, "The head of Ji Sun's family, whether it is the orthodox Confucianism or the evil deeds, it is just a cover to put it bluntly.

Take Sun Jilong as an example. This person is clearly a scum of the Confucian school, but some people have ulterior motives and say that he is the one who killed the building in secret.

In the eyes of the Confucian orthodox scholars, all evil deeds are led by Yinshuolou. The facts are ridiculous. People who really Yinshuolou never do these despicable activities..."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he waved his hand gently, and two men in black came in like ghosts to take Ji Sunshi away and disappeared into the void.

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Since his moral elder Shu Changqing was injured, he has been hiding in the small yard of the osmanthus garden to secretly heal his wounds, and he became extremely cautious.

When people get old, they cherish their lives. Since this game is a dead game, he doesn't want to worry about it. After all, his life is the most important thing, and being able to enter the Baijiayuan safely is the top priority.

As a moral elder who is well-known in the Great Zhou Dynasty, many people have made friends with each other over the years.

Several people under his sect were already enchanted, and now they were all recruited by him. Everyone united and formed a rope to survive this chaos together.

"The game will be over in three days! Once you climb Baijia Cliff, you must check who is stirring up the storm behind you. Once you find it, you will not die well."

"Chief Yun, come here. As a teacher..."

"Huh?" Shu Changqing walked out of the room and subconsciously called his disciple Wei Yunchang. He suddenly felt something was wrong. A sense of danger that had never happened before was filled with his heart. He subconsciously wanted to retreat and prepare to hide in the secret room immediately and then quickly evacuate.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the darkness of the room: "Master Shu Ge, you are not a way to entertain guests! We finally met, wouldn't we want to leave now?"

Shu Changqing was shocked and immediately saw a familiar person, his opponent Sun Jilong.

Two screams sounded outside, and Shu Changqing's heart suddenly sank because he knew that his other two collaborators had fallen.

As his thoughts turned, he laughed and said, "Master Sun, are you here to kill me today? Master, don't forget that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind him. The storm has changed recently, but someone is secretly stirring the storm!"

Sun Jilong narrowed his eyes and said, "Old Bu Lao Shu Ge reminds me that I am not old and confused. It is indeed someone who stirs up the situation, but I am happy to see it. I can die more so-called Confucianism and give us more opportunities, and I like to hear and see it!"

"How is it? Master Shu Ge, how do you do this game of chess?"

"Haha, okay! OK, I am worthy of being the hand of the evil demons and heretics. I, Lao Shu, is not wronged in your hands, but there is one thing you may have forgotten. My cultivation room has always been the most variable place!"

Sun Jilong raised his eyebrows and subconsciously realized something was wrong.

However, at this moment, the walls on both sides were opened and two golden pens blocked Sun Jilong's retreat, and Shu Changqing also moved at the same time.

The strings in his hand were plucked, and the knife instantly rushed to Sun Jilong with the blessing of the powerful saint power field.

Sun Jilong shouted loudly, raised his hand, and a scroll flew out of his sleeves.

A mountain in the scroll emerges through the paper and hits Shu Changqing's piano knife hard.

With a "boom!", the magic weapon and the spiritual weapon collided, and Shu Changqing was shocked to retreat several steps.

The scroll in his hand also flew out without hesitation at this time. Sun Jilong had already soared into the air. The three monks around him happened to draw out spiritual weapons to respond.

However, the scroll in Shu Changqing's hand was also extremely powerful, with a slim pen that wrapped Sun Jilong and others in it like a net of heaven and earth.

"Clang, clang!"

At the same time, Shu Changqing's zither played a passionate melody, and the clouds in the sky were converged, and the saint's power field controlled by the third-ranked powerful man, forming a terrifying vision.

At the moment of life and death, Sun Jilong's body flashed, tearing apart the void, and instantly exerted the escape technique.

But his companions were too late and were immediately mixed into meat paste by the powerful saint power field.

At the critical moment, Sun Jilong sacrificed his companions to block Shu Changqing's attack.

When he condensed his body in the void again, his golden pen emitted a terrifying and decayed aura. The golden pen actually changed into a huge skull in the air. The skull emitted green phosphorus fire from its mouth, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, and went down the sky.

The magic level of the god has surpassed the scope of the four arts. This is Sun Jilong’s famous “yin corpse killing”.

It is said that this is the inspiration he found from the undead magic and created this terrifying spell.

The breath of death enveloped the entire yard, and Shu Changqing's face became very solemn.

The mechanism he arranged in the cultivation room just now had been used, but he did not injure Sun Jilong in a fierce attack.

His magic weapon has been used once. Both of them have magic weapons in their hands, but they dare not act rashly.

Facing Sun Jilong's evil spell, Shu Changqing's piano sound rolled, and the ancient piano turned into a pitch-black sword.

The strings were held in his hand, and the long knife emitted a dark and serene light between the plucking of the strings.

With a knife, the powerful saint's power field made a huge explosion in the air, and the entire yard was instantly razed to the ground in the terrifying force field.

The power of this sword is the "Wanhua Sword Technique" that Shu Changqing entered the divine level spell. The spiritual weapon turned into a knife, like an arm and finger, similar to the flying sword cast by an immortal in the legend, invincible and unstoppable.

Two spiritual weapons collided in the air, and Sun Jilong's spell was broken by this knife. Sun Jilong retreated and hid in the void, looking down at the golden pen that had turned into a prototype in his hand. There was a cut on the golden pen.

Now he suffered a loss above the level of spiritual weapons.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon in his sleeve again.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped and figures appeared in the void, and seven or eight god-level masters appeared.

The leader is one person, with five long beards floating, and the appearance of a school of Confucian scholars.

"Master Shuge, you are so lively here. Could it be that you have encountered an attack from evil demons and heretics?"

The Confucian Taoist was not too eager, and Sun Jilong complained secretly, preparing to tear the void and retreat.

He was the one who thought of spells and felt that the cracks around him seemed to be completely sealed by a magic weapon, and he could not use the saint power field.

He was already injured. When he met a strong enemy again, how could he have the power to fight again?

Shu Changqing was also suffering a lot in the yard. He used spells crazy between life and death, and his magic power could no longer withstand it. Moreover, his old injuries had not healed. After experiencing such a hard battle, his injuries would recur, and his combat power would be greatly reduced.

"Is it Lu Xuezong? Okay, you're here so well. Kill the demon Sun Jilong quickly. His magic is contaminated with the breath of the undead, which is extremely evil..."

Shu Changqing said.

The Confucian scholar in the sky nodded and said, "Why would I dare not to obey Shuge Lao's fate? Haha..."

He laughed and eight green robes appeared in the sky.

Eight people and four people besieged Sun Jilong, while the other four people rushed towards Shu Changqing in an instant.

They are all powerful people at the level of gods, and they all have the ability to tear the void. It was a while ago, and the two people who fought desperately before instantly became prey.

Shu Changqing was shocked and said, "Lu Xuezong, what are you...what are you doing? I am the elder of morality. Are you trying to be an enemy of the Confucian sect in the world?"

"Ha ha……"

Tang Yu laughed loudly, with a strange "crackling" sound in his body, his appearance changed quietly, and Lu Shouxun's appearance was clearly like Tang Yu.

"Shu Zunzun, what a moral elder, the elder should know the principle that those who want to kill will always kill them. After this game, I can only destroy both players on the chess, otherwise how can I win?"

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he sacrificed the golden pen in his hand, and the golden pen condensed into a ray of light like the rising sun in the air.
Chapter completed!