Taiqing Sword

Chapter 389 How can a person be so shameless

Duanmufeng nodded vigorously, and just about to speak, he heard an annoying voice from afar: "I heard that someone desperately took my seat in Rakshasa Palace, who is it?"

Shangguan Jinghong frowned, and Duanmufeng became angry when he heard it: "I'm the one sitting, what do you want?"

"Hehe, where did you come from, don't you know the prestige of my Rakshasa Palace? I advise you to kneel down and knock your head a few times. If you cut off your arm, I will let you go, otherwise..." The visitor glanced at Around the table, when they saw Duanmu Yun and Duanmu Yu, their eyes lit up: "However, these two chicks can stay, haha!"

"Fart!" Duanmufeng angrily drew out his sword and attacked the person coming.

The visitor snorted coldly: "Just because you want to sneak attack me?" Duanmufeng's few moves in a row failed to work, and all the sword moves he used failed.

"Kunlun sword!"

Duanmufeng was furious, and directly used the Kunlun sword, which he was not yet proficient in, and a sharp sword energy slashed across. A pine tree in the distance was instantly split into two sections.

When the people from Rakshasa Palace saw it, they were also taken aback: "What a little bastard, thanks to my vigilance, I don't think you have such a killer move!"

At this moment, Su Aosong came forward: "Xiong Yuan, why didn't your palace master come?"

Xiong Yuan said: "Hey, isn't this Guzhu Su? Our palace lord has some things to deal with, so we won't be here until later."

"Oh, how about this, you Rakshasa Palace take my seat in Wangyou Valley, let these gentlemen take the seat here." Su Aosong said.

Xiong Yun's face immediately changed when he heard this: "Guzhu Su, are you kidding me? Give it to them? Could it be that these are the illegitimate children of Guzhu Su?"

As soon as this remark came out, Shangguan Jinghong's face darkened, and he was already angry. Su Aosong had seen Shangguan Jinghong get angry, and secretly said badly: "Xiong Yuan, you shameless thing! How dare your Palace Master do this to me? say?"

"You... Guzhu Su, you are so domineering today, but do you think that my Rakshasa Palace is afraid of you?"

"Hehe, no matter, Su is nosy today, Xiong Yuan, for the sake of fellow martial arts, let me remind you again, some people, not to mention you, even your palace master can't afford to provoke them, you can Don't risk your own life! And..."

Having said that, Shangguan Jinghong stood up slowly, and said to Su Aosong: "Guzhu Su, I have talked too much, this is a matter between me and the Rakshasa Palace, don't you Wangyougu want to intervene? ?”

Su Aosong looked at the calm-faced Shangguan Jinghong, and his heart skipped a beat. The Rakshasa Palace was about to end, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Jing was joking, so I'm leaving."

Then he retreated to his seat.

Xiong Yuan looked at Su Aosong so respectfully to the Shangguan, and felt a sudden in his heart, even Su Aosong who is cautious, did he really offend someone who shouldn't be offended.

Shangguan Jinghong walked slowly in front of Xiong Yuan: "Is your name Xiong Yuan?"

Xiong Yuan took a step back: "Yes, I am Xiong Yuan, who are you?"

"I don't know if you've heard of a saying called misfortune comes from your mouth."

Xiong Yuan was startled, and just about to open his mouth, a gleam flashed in Shangguan Jinghong's eyes. Xiong Yuan only felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he looked down, he didn't know when a blood hole was broken in his chest, and blood flowed horizontally: " you……"

Only uttering this word from his mouth, he fell to the ground lifeless, Shangguan Jinghong sat down again.

This scene was witnessed by the Qingfeng sect, one of the sixteen sects, and an old man with white beard asked the people around him, "Who is this person?"

"Return to Master Uncle, this disciple has never seen this person before."

"Don't say your disciple hasn't seen it before, Niubi, did you see clearly how he made the move just now?"

The white-bearded old man shook his head: "I didn't see clearly, how domineering, there are such characters in the Jianghu, and you and I don't know anything about them?"

"Well, but Su Aosong, who just saw the Valley of Worry, seems to have seen this person before, why don't you ask him?"

After a while of hesitation, the white-bearded old man nodded: "Alright, let's ask."

Seeing the white-bearded old man and a burly middle-aged man approaching, Su Aosong quickly stood up and saluted: "I have met Master He, Senior Ding!"

This white-bearded old man is the Supreme Elder of the Qingfeng Sect, and the middle-aged man is Ding Feng, the head of the Black Mountain Sect. Both of them are congenital peak masters.

He Yi said: "Guzhu Su, the old Taoist came here to inquire about something. I just saw Guzhu Su seems to be acquainted with that person, I don't know..."

Su Aosong naturally knew that Heyi was referring to Shangguan Jinghong, and then smiled wryly: "Master Daoist, you don't know..." After saying that, Su Aosong told what happened in Wangyou Valley one by one.

Heyi and Ding Feng looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes: "Guzhu Su, thank you for telling the truth!"

Su Aosong hastily said that he did not dare.

Just when Heyi and Ding Feng were about to leave, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly turned his head to look at the two of them, which startled them, and they couldn't help but have a thought, whether what he said just now would be heard by him Are you there?
But seeing so many martial artists, how could he hear the noisy voices?

After Xiong Yuan's death, Shu Gaoyi, the lord of the Rakshasa Palace, also arrived. Looking at Xiong Yuan's body, and then at Shangguan Jinghong and the others, a stern look flashed in his eyes, but strangely, Shu Gaoyi did not Stepping forward, he turned his head and walked to the other side.

The corner of Shangguan Jinghong's mouth raised slightly. The owner of the Rakshasa Palace has some discernment, but they have already made a feud. Shangguan Jinghong will not let them go just like that: "Your Excellency is the owner of the Rakshasa Palace, right?"

Shu Gaoyi's footsteps paused: "Oh, haha, that's right, I'm writing Gaoyi, I don't know if Mr. is..."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, but I'm really curious. This Xiong Yuan is also from the Raksha Palace. Isn't it strange that the palace owner saw Xiong Yuan's body?"

Shu Gaoyi was silent for a while and said: "Mr. Jing, this Xiong Yuan is indeed a disciple of my Rakshasa Palace, but this person is usually arrogant and domineering. I wanted to expel him from the sect a long time ago. Unfortunately, he died here today. It must be another I am a little sad to be killed by some hero for being too presumptuous, but I can understand it!"

Shangguan Jinghong laughed: "Palace master is really generous. His disciple was killed, and he actually applauded for the murderer. I admire him! To be honest, I killed Xiong Yuan."

Without further ado, Shu Gaoyi cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr., for taking the initiative to clean up Shu's house!"

Shangguan Jinghong was taken aback for a moment, and found that he couldn't speak anymore. People can be so shameless. In fact, what Shangguan Jinghong didn't know was that when Shu Gaoyi saw Xiong Yuan's wound, he also saw Xiong Yuan's wound. Shu Gaoyi knew that it would take a lot of effort to kill Xiong Yuan, but if Xiong Yuan died like this, Shu Gaoyi would not Stupid enough to fight against an enemy that I don't even know how powerful it is!

(End of this chapter)