Wu Shattered Star River

Han Shiqi was the head of the Internal Affairs Hall of the Yunmeng Pavilion. Jiang Han had guessed that there would be various open and hidden attacks when he came to the Yunmeng Pavilion.

He just didn't expect it to come so quickly, before he even entered the Pavilion.

Since trouble had come to his door, there was no way to avoid it. He couldn't possibly let Zuo Yiyi handle everything, otherwise he would be too useless.

Hearing that there were only seven Purple Mansion Realm seventh level cultivators, Jiang Han still had some confidence in his heart.

Seeing Jiang Han win so readily, Jiang Lang approached Jiang Han and asked quietly, "Are you confident?"

Jiang Han nodded slightly, thought for a while, and still asked, "Is the Seven Kill Formation very strong?"

"A killing formation created by Zuo Yiyi's old man."

Jiang Lang explained in a low voice, "The seven people are like ghosts, their attacks and defenses are coordinated, and their combat power can be multiplied. If you are not careful, even Profound Origin Realm first or second level warriors may suffer a great loss. Can your comprehensive combat power compare to Profound Origin Realm first or second level warriors?"

Jiang Han didn't speak, but his brow furrowed slightly. The integrated attack and defense of seven people was a bit troublesome, but he wasn't completely without a chance.

His realm had been raised by two levels, and his combat experience had been enhanced countless times after a period of bloody battles.

This couldn't be gained through simple training, but was a natural reaction formed through life-and-death struggles.

Before long, a person came with seven warriors. Jiang Lang scanned the crowd and nodded, "They are all at the seventh level of the Purple Mansion Realm."

"No need to go to the Martial Arts Hall, let's just do it outside!"

Steward Chen got up, walked outside with his hands behind his back. The seven Purple Mansion Realm cultivators glanced at Jiang Han contemptuously and followed him out.

"Brother!"

Jiang Li was a little worried, grabbing Jiang Han's clothes with her small hand. Jiang Han patted Jiang Li's head and said, "Believe in your brother. Brother Jiang, please take care of Jiang Li for me."

"Be careful!"

Jiang Lang instructed, "Once you encounter a situation where you will definitely die, admit defeat immediately. We can think of a way to enter the Pavilion later. Keeping your life is the most important thing."

Jiang Han nodded and walked outside.

Outside, a spacious lawn was already surrounded by many people, and more people were constantly rushing here.

Perhaps they had heard some rumors, or they simply wanted to watch the excitement.

"Seven Kill Formation? New member test?"

"A new member of the God of Slaughter Squad? Purple Mansion Realm seventh level? Are you sure there's no mistake?"

"It is said that the Young Pavilion Master personally recruited him. What is the Young Pavilion Master doing? Why recruit a Purple Mansion Realm seventh level? To do laundry and cook?"

"Hehe, I heard some rumors, this person is not simple..."

A group of Yunmeng Pavilion disciples gathered together in twos and threes outside, chatting non-stop.

Most people looked at Jiang Han without goodwill, and with mockery and disdain.

The seven people were already standing in a line outside, each holding a wooden sword. Jiang Han frowned and looked at Steward Chen and said, "Do I need to use a wooden sword?"

"Of course!"

Steward Chen took a wooden sword from a person next to him and threw it over, saying, "It's just a martial arts competition within the Pavilion, it's best not to see blood. Of course... a wooden sword can also stab people to death, so if you're afraid, you can withdraw now."

Jiang Han took the wooden sword and found it very heavy, about the same as his battle blade.

He didn't care whether it was a sword or a blade. Anyway, he didn't understand profound skills. Both swords and blades could be used for chopping, so there wasn't much difference.

He drew out the battle blade behind him and threw it to Jiang Lang. He turned his gaze to Steward Chen and said, "Is it that if I can last for an incense stick's time under these seven people, or defeat them, I will pass?"

"Yes!"

Steward Chen said expressionlessly, "Don't even talk about defeating all of them, even injuring half of them will be considered as passing."

"Hahaha!"

"He still wants to defeat seven people? This is a toad yawning, what a big breath."

"Where did this idiot come from? He's probably unaware of the power of the Seven Kill Formation, right?"

A burst of laughter rang out again, and this group of people didn't hide it at all. Many people spoke very loudly, with disdain in their eyes.

Jiang Han slowly walked forward with his sword. His eyes narrowed slightly, and only the seven people in front of him remained in his vision.

His back was slightly hunched, like a beast accumulating strength ready to fight. An invisible aura flowed around him, making people inexplicably afraid to underestimate him.

"Hmm..."

The seven people were originally standing there carelessly, but as Jiang Han slowly approached, everyone put away the lightness on their faces.

Jiang Han gave them a very dangerous feeling, like when they encountered a second-order demon beast in the Tianhu Mountains, inexplicably making them feel a little palpitation.

"This little brother has something."

Jiang Lang stood in the corner with Jiang Li. A trace of strangeness appeared in his eyes. Jiang Han had only taken a few steps, but his aura had already come out.

"Such a strong killing intent?"

Steward Chen's expression also changed slightly. Perhaps the other disciples were not very clear, but he understood very well—Jiang Han's aura was called killing intent.

This wasn't ordinary killing intent, but an aura naturally formed after killing many people.

Steward Chen was able to sit in this position not by flattering, but because he had experienced many great battles back then, so he was very clear about this thing.

"Form the formation!"

One of the seven Purple Mansion Realm cultivators saw that their aura was suppressed by Jiang Han alone, and was a little unhappy. He shouted loudly, "Kill!"

The seven people raised their swords and immediately charged towards Jiang Han in a fan shape. Their formation was very particular. Four people were in front, and three people were slightly behind by half a step.

Four people were the main attackers, and three people were the main defenders, and the offense and defense could be changed at any time. Their figures were like ghosts, and their swordsmanship was like flowing clouds, erratic and unpredictable. For a time, it felt like countless swords were stabbing towards Jiang Han.

"That's not right!"

Jiang Lang suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "These seven people have taken pills, they are cheating!"

The seven people's speed was too fast, and their strength felt much stronger. It was not the strength that a Purple Mansion Realm seventh level cultivator should have.

Many disciples around reacted. These seven people were much faster than Purple Mansion Realm seventh level cultivators, and they had obviously taken pills to improve their combat power in a short period of time.

This kind of pill was not precious, and many disciples had it on them, to be used to fight desperately and escape at critical moments.

They didn't expect that these seven people had taken the pills early. It was estimated that their comprehensive combat power could be comparable to the Purple Mansion Realm eighth or ninth level.

"Taking pills during battle is a common occurrence. Jiang Han himself can also take pills. Could it be that when you fight with the enemy, you still have to blame the enemy for taking pills?"

Steward Chen said lightly, and Jiang Lang cursed inwardly for being shameless. It seemed that Steward Chen had already set up the game, and wanted to kill Jiang Han.

Seven warriors whose comprehensive combat power could be compared to the Purple Mansion Realm eighth or ninth level, and also using the Seven Kill Formation, how could Jiang Han, a Purple Mansion Realm seventh level cultivator, compete?

Although it was a wooden sword, he could still be stabbed to death if he was not careful.

"Taking pills?"

Jiang Han's eyes turned cold, and the killing intent on his body became even more intense. Originally, he wanted to hold back, but now it seemed that this was a killing game aimed at him? What face did he have to talk about!

"Drink!"

His body suddenly rose from the ground, flying over the heads of the crowd. His figure reversed in mid-air, posing as if he was going to fight everyone from top to bottom.

"Uh..."

"Is this a fool?"

"Under the siege of the Seven Kill Formation, he actually went into the air? Is he tired of living too long?"

A burst of uproar rang out around him. Rising into the air looked very handsome, but it was actually very undesirable.

Because in mid-air, it was difficult to control your body movement, and you could only become a target. There were seven swords here, but you only had one sword. If you were stabbed by any sword, you would be finished.

The seven people were also slightly stunned. Was there such a good thing? Jiang Han flew into the air, letting them stab him?

"Drink!"

The seven people were also not polite. Three people held their swords horizontally to defend, and four people swung their swords straight to stab.

One person was extremely vicious, stabbing the wooden sword towards Jiang Han's eyeballs, and one person used all his strength to stab towards Jiang Han's heart.

Although it was a wooden sword, under such a powerful force, it could easily penetrate Jiang Han's body and stab Jiang Han to death.

"Brother ~"

Jiang Li's pretty face was full of horror, and she was about to shout, but Jiang Lang immediately covered her mouth.

Jiang Lang's eyes did not look at Jiang Han's shadow in mid-air, but looked at the backs of the seven people. A meaningful look appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured, "Divine power? Sure enough, there's something!"