With the explanation of the powerful Yushan Sect, the conspiracy gradually surfaced, which made Qiu Yu very angry. He decided to go back to Songyun to seek justice. He first seized the two old guys' rings, then put away hundreds of Nine Star Lords, rode on the blue bird, and flew away from the place with the seriously injured old man. As for the other person, he had turned into a thick white bone.

At noon the next day, the blue bird brought the owner to Songyun again and landed in the square in front of the hall. Qiuyu casually took the blue bird into the animal pet bag, with a gloomy face.

Seeing Qiu Yu appear, many disciples practicing here couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, and their admiring eyes fell on the young man. I had heard of Qiu Yu's name for a long time, but I felt ashamed of myself. They were about the same age as each other, and they all became strong people, which was simply a legend in the Yan Kingdom's cultivation world.

But seeing the old man covered in blood coming at the same time as Qiu Yu, a group of young disciples looked at each other, not knowing what it means.

The magnificent hall stands in front, and near the door are higher-generation disciples. The leader is slender and handsome, with a bit of a handsome aura. Even Nangong Luo, the head's personal disciple, also looked over.

The scene ahead made Nangong Luo's face change drastically. His hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were deeply trapped in the flesh and didn't feel pain. At the moment, he was very anxious and nervous, and he was full of hatred. He cursed in his heart that the people of the Yushan Sect were really useless. Not only did he not use this kid, he was captured. It's bad. The plan was now failed and the little boy knew that he must have come to complain. What should I do?

Because of the special relationship between the Nangong family and Songyun Sect, Mu Tuozi, the head of the sect, took great care of Nangong Luo who suffered a tragedy. Not only did he accept him as his disciple, but after entering Songyun Sect, Nangong Luo obtained the Rongpo Pill and was lucky enough to be promoted to a strong man, leading a group of disciples to manage the affairs of the hall, and also had little power.

Since Qiu Yu was expelled from the master, Nangong Luo became Songyun's youngest strong man in merging spirit, and his self-confidence was also super inflated. He felt that looking at the peers in the sect, no one could compare to him with his cultivation methods. If he had time, he would have great hope of taking over the position of master and becoming the new leader.

But all this will be ruined. Obviously, the boy named Qiu in the square is comparable to his nemesis. If the other party is allowed to enter the hall, everything will be done.

Anger flashed in his eyes, and Nangong Luo quickly walked down the long steps, followed by more than ten disciples, who were all won over by his kindness and power, as if he was following. After all, a group of young disciples also felt that Nangong Luo had the opportunity to become the leader in the future, so of course he had to flatter or even obey his plans.

Stopped ten feet away from Qiuyu, Nangong Luo said in a deep voice: "You are here to do something again, and you dare to bring an unknown outsider. Songyunmen does not welcome you, so hurry up and leave here."

Unexpectedly, this guy dared to be so arrogant. Qiu Yu frowned and said gloomyly: "Why am I here? Don't you know?"

The old man from Yushan Sect with a cinnabar on his face sat listlessly on the ground, with blood near his mouth. He looked at Nangong Luo with almost scattered eyes, and felt deeply resentful in his heart, because he ended up like this and had a direct relationship with the other party, and he also had a sense of luck. After all, Nangong Luo is the apprentice of the leader Songyun. Now that he has come here, he may be able to settle the matter and save him from dire straits.

Nangong Luo said with a stern face: "What does it mean, I don't understand..." At this point, he had to try his best to deny it, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qiu Yu said angrily: "You dare to pretend to be confused..."

Unexpectedly, Nangong Luo pointed out like lightning, and a willow leaf-like sharp flashed suddenly. Before Qiu Yu could react, the old man in Yushan was unable to avoid it at all. He was cut through his throat and blood splattered. The old guy fell to the ground.

This move was extremely cruel. He actually killed someone in front of everyone's eyes, which made Qiu Yu furious. He didn't expect that the murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes and shouted in anger: "Bastard, I'll kill you!"

The iron fist suddenly shot out, and the black spiritual power surged. A huge ghost head rushed towards Nangong Luo with a ferocious face. It was the Futu Fist that Qiu Yu was good at, and it was extremely domineering.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Luo had already expected Qiu Yu would not give up, so he was prepared and hurriedly used his palms to resist. His spiritual power turned into a blue beast-headed shield to block the front. He also knew the opponent's power and knew that he was not an opponent, so he could only defend with all his might.

The ghost head with long hair scattered hit the shield heavily, making a loud sound. The force was too strong, so that the lifelike ghost head on the shield was flattened, cracks meandered, and the shield suddenly burst, shaking Nangong Luo's body soared backwards and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The following gangs were quite afraid, but they also knew that if they didn't come forward to help at this time, they might be revenge and deal with them in the future. After all, they are the leaders and are specifically in charge of these people.

More than ten disciples were helpless and pulled their swords to rush over. Although they might not be very capable, the long sword flashed with cold light and passed by at the same time, which was quite powerful.

"Get out of here." In a rage, Qiu Yu turned his arms sideways, and the arc-shaped black sharpness surged out, knocking all the swords away. The disciples staggered backwards, and some even fell to the ground, with four legs and eight forks.

There were originally hundreds of young disciples gathered in the square, staring at the dispute with wide eyes. Now, seeing Qiu Yu hurt his disciples, he can no longer stand by. After all, the perpetrator is an outsider. According to the rules of Songyun Sect, when they see their fellow disciples being bullied by foreign enemies, they must come forward to support them.

Many disciples had the same idea, and someone shouted loudly: "Everyone, take down the troublemaker."

More than a hundred disciples took out weapons such as swords, guns and other weapons from the storage bag, and shouted loudly, rushing over like a tide, as if they were about to submerge Qiuyu, causing chaos to fill the square.

Qiu Yu had no mind at all, and the culprit was Nangong Luo. Of course he could not let him go. So what if it was Song Yun here? He was about to fly over and chase the other party. The door of the hall opened, Mu Tuozi appeared, and shouted at the group of disciples: "What are you doing? Stop it."

More than a hundred disciples stopped quickly and saw Nangong Luo falling on the side of the leader in a mess, saying tremblingly: "Master saves his disciple's life, and the person surnamed Qiu wants to kill me..."

This person was extremely sinister, and another trick was used by the evil man to complain first, which made Qiu Yu very angry. He really wanted to destroy him. He couldn't help but say angrily: "Fuck it, you obviously colluded with someone from the Yushan Sect and wanted to assassinate me."

Seeing the two young men hating each other, and there was an old man's body in the distance, Mu Tuozi's eyes flashed with doubts, feeling that things were extraordinary, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Qiu is a little restless, I will definitely find out the right and wrong. If this is true, I will never cover up."
Chapter completed!