At this time, in Chaisang City, a dozen streets away from the Wenyu battle, a swordsman stared at the distant shadow with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but exclaimed:"So strong!"

""Zheng!"

At this moment, he felt the sword in his hand hissing and shaking, as if it heard some call.

""Shua!"

The next moment, the long sword suddenly shot out and headed straight for the place where the battle was taking place.

"My sword flew away!?"

Just when he was about to say something, he saw long swords flying out from above his head.

They were like pilgrims going to worship a true saint.

As time passed, more and more swords flew over.

The swordsman looked at this scene in disbelief, but he soon reacted and looked in the direction where the sword flew with horror:"What kind of sword intent is it that can mobilize the swords of an entire city?"

"This is probably difficult for even the sword immortals of the time to do, right?"

Seeing such a spectacular scene, the surprise in the swordsman's eyes turned into enthusiasm.

"Sword Immortal! Sword Immortal! A Sword Immortal has been born!"

"My sword! My sword!"

"Such a powerful sword intent, this person must be a sword immortal"

"The sword intent mobilizes thousands of swords, what a powerful method!"

"Ten thousand swords surrendered, even the sword immortals are no more than this."

Then he heard a commotion behind him, turned around and saw a huge crowd of people.

Some were sighing, some were chasing their swords.

Although their states were different, everyone was heading in the same direction, the Qingsong Tavern.

He immediately reacted and ran with the crowd. He just wanted to see who was the one who caused the sword of this city.

"No, no, no...No way?"

"This stinky boy....Did you hold back yesterday? ?"

On the rooftop, Wen Hujiu watched as the long swords in the city obeyed Wen Yu's call, flew over, and then gathered in the air. He was stunned for a moment.

If he thought yesterday that Wen Yu's sword-controlling skills were better than Wushuang City's.

Then now he would only say, Wushuang City's sword-controlling skills?

Not even worthy of carrying Wen Yu's shoes!

"The demeanor of a sword immortal! My nephew has the demeanor of a sword immortal, and his swordsmanship is only stronger than that of the sword immortal Baiyu back then!"

"If I practice more, I can even be comparable to Mr. Li's sword flying fairy."

Wen Hujiu looked at this scene excitedly, and then his eyes fell on Wen Yu.

At this moment, he seemed to see the future sword fairy who would dominate the world with his sword. With one sword, the world would not dare to talk about swords in front of him.

""Hahaha!"

Wen Hujiu laughed, very happily.

But soon he turned serious and looked towards the second floor of Qingsong Tavern:"I guess you are the force behind Yan Bietian. These two people from Jiuxiao Realm should also be yours."

"but....If you dare to make a move, I will kill you all here today, even if I have to die!"

Wen Hujiu's face was cold, and his true energy was condensed in his hands, ready to take action at any time.

At the same time, he also ordered the secret guards behind him:"You keep an eye on Xiaoyu. If anyone does anything bad to Xiaoyu, no matter their identity or background, they will be killed."

"If anything goes wrong, it’s my fault!"

""Yes, Second Master!"

The masked secret guards immediately obeyed the order.

On the street, Wen Yu was unaware of the sensation he had caused at the moment. He tried his best to mobilize the swords of the whole city.

Now looking at the swords and sharp blades floating in the sky, he was very satisfied.

He took a step forward, and this step was like a force of ten thousand acres, which shocked Elder Chen and Elder Liu to step back several steps.

The breeze blew by, blowing Wen Yu's long hair. Three thousand strands of hair fluttered casually, and he still had a wanton and unrestrained smile on his face.

He looked at the two of them and said,"Now, do you still say that I have no weapons?"

""Gulu!"

Hearing his words, Elder Liu and Elder Chen swallowed their saliva and looked at him in fear.

Now, they had no intention of fighting at all.

Because they knew that Wen Yu just now did not try his best.

Just imagine, a person who did not try his best could suppress them, let alone now.

They looked at the long swords in the sky, and those long swords were all wrapped in powerful sword intent.

The next moment, the two of them tacitly fled together.

Fighting was no longer allowed.

But escaping was necessary.

"Are you scared already?"

Seeing the two of them like this, Wen Yu looked disdainful, and then he said calmly:"Go!"

""Shua!""Shua!""Shua!"

Ten thousand swords broke through the air, and the whole city was filled with the sound of swords.

At this moment, ten thousand swords descended, and they rushed towards Elder Chen and Elder Liu.

Wherever they passed, they left a deep gully. Looking down from the sky, a huge scar was left directly in Chaisang City.

"No, don't kill me!"

"I give up! I give up!"

Seeing that they couldn't run away, Elder Liu and Elder Chen quickly begged for mercy, but before they could say the next word, the sword rain pierced through their bodies.

Ten thousand swords pierced their hearts and died!

After killing the two, Wen Yu had a smile on his face.

Obviously, he was very satisfied with the effect of this move.

Then he heard a noise in the distance. Wen Yu roughly guessed that it was the owner of these swords, and he waved his hand immediately.

All the long swords were stuck in the ground, all over the street.

After doing all this, he looked at the Qingsong Tavern, and looked at Yan Bietian who had been frightened by him.

Wen Yu put his hands behind his back and walked slowly into the tavern.

At this time, the Yan family members on both sides looked at him tremblingly, and then retreated to the back

"kill him!"

"quick!"

"Kill him!"

Seeing Wen Yu coming in, Yan Bietian was terrified at the moment, and hurriedly said to his men.

But Wen Yu had just displayed his might, and they had seen it with their own eyes, so naturally they did not dare to step forward.

At this time, Wen Yu said,"Get out!"

""Bang, bang!""Bang, bang!"....

After hearing his words, the Yan family members felt as if they had been pardoned. They put down their weapons and ran outside.

Soon, only Wen Yu and Yan Bietian were left on the first floor of the tavern.

Looking at the smile on Wen Yu's face, Yan Bietian was as scared as he was arrogant before.

Then he seemed to have thought of something and shouted at the top of his voice:"Why don't you come out now? No matter what the conditions are, I will agree to them!"

"As long as you save me!"

"Save me!"

But his words fell on deaf ears and did not cause any waves.

""Shua!"

At the same time, Wen Yu flashed in front of him and cut his throat with a sword, killing him.

""Plop!"

Looking at Yan Bietian's body, Wen Yu had a blank expression on his face:"It's better to rely on yourself than on others. A mad man will have disasters, and I am your disaster."

After saying that, Wen Yu looked up at the second floor. He knew that Yue Yao, Bai Faxian and others from Tianwaitian lived there.

Although he didn't know why they didn't take action, he didn't care.

Turn around and leave!

As soon as he stepped out of the Qingsong Tavern, he saw that the door was full of people. The eyes they looked at him were full of awe, fanaticism, and worship.

Of course, Wen Yu didn't care about these.

What really made him happy was the system prompt sound.

Reputation, earning a lot!

"Ding! Gain reputation +100"

"Ding! Gain reputation +100"

"Ding! Gain reputation +100"

"...."

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