The old man who presided over the competition looked at the two of them sternly, "If that's the case, then I'll destroy your cultivation first!"
As he spoke, a pair of dry, pitch-black ghost claws appeared in the old man's hands. The ghost claws were filled with a strong yin energy and grabbed towards the dantian of the two men.
The old man actually had the cultivation base to the peak of the Martial Sect Realm. The two men had nowhere to hide under his pressure and could see the ghost claws about to pierce through their dantian.
Suddenly, a pleasant flute sound was heard, causing ripples of sound in the air. The ghost claws paused, and then a graceful figure stood in front of the two of them.
"You want to hurt my junior brother, have you asked me?"
Junior brother
What junior brother!
Could it be that Hanyue is also from Wujian Tower
On the competition field, Feng Siyue stood in front of two disciples, and the Seven-Turn Jade Flute in his hand blocked the attack of the ghost claw.
However, what was surprising was not that she resisted the old man's attack, but that she actually said that these two people were her junior fellow apprentices!
Not to mention other people were surprised, even Lu Chen was stunned. He looked at Di Xuanshang in disbelief.
"Xuan Shang, my sister-in-law is too powerful. Wujian Tower can actually be related to her!"
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Wujian Tower has a bad reputation and is even more feared than the Guidao Sect.
Di Xuanshang was not too surprised, because he knew that what she showed was probably just the tip of the iceberg, and there were more secrets waiting to be discovered.
From the first moment he saw her, Emperor Xuanshang knew that she was a mysterious woman.
"But this is bad, everyone will attack her!"
Lu Chen said with some concern, it would probably be Xuan Shang's turn to take action soon.
Wujian Tower has a very bad reputation. People don't hate it, but are more afraid of it.
"She can handle it herself." Di Xuanshang said lightly. For some reason, he had great confidence in her.
Lu Chen really couldn't think of how to solve this problem.
On the stage, the old man who presided over the competition retracted his ghost claws and sneered: "Hanyue, you are saying that you are also a disciple of Wujian Tower, right?"
"To be precise, I am the new leader of Wujian Tower." Feng Siyue said softly, and with a flip of her wrist, a token appeared in her hand.
The token was made of hard material, and it actually emitted a red evil aura from the inside out. Inscribed on it were three large characters "Wu Jian Lou" in a flamboyant style.
As soon as the token came out, the temperature around seemed to drop, making people's hair stand on end!
It is rumored that every time a person is killed in Wujian Tower, a wisp of soul will be sucked into the token. Over time, the evil spirit in the token rises to the sky, and no grass grows wherever it passes!
"Ning Sui pays respect to the Sect Master!"
"Gong is willing to meet the Sect Master!"
As soon as the two disciples behind Feng Siyue saw the token, they knelt on the ground and saluted her.
"No need to be polite, just call me Senior Sister. Get up first."
She said softly, helping them both up herself.
The more he looked at these two disciples, the more he liked them. If the Second Master knew that he had left behind two good seedlings, he would definitely jump for joy.
Di Xuanshang, who was in the audience, saw her hands touching those of the two men and his brows furrowed into a "川" shape.
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"It really is the token of Wujian Tower!"
"Of course, who would cheat on this? Are you trying to save your life?"
The audience below subconsciously lowered their voices, and when they looked towards Wu Jian Lou, their eyes were filled with fear and terror, as if they were looking at a female devil.
It's really because Wujian Tower has such a bad reputation. During its heyday, people would feel scared when they saw flowers that looked like Mandragora.
Wherever the Datura flower appears, there will be a river of blood, so it is also called the Yellow Spring Flower!
"Wujian Tower is not tolerated by the world of cultivation. Hanyue, I used to admire you very much, but now, I can't keep you!" The old man said in a cold voice, and with a move of his finger, ten masters of the cultivator alliance appeared on the field.
Ning Suining and the other man were a little nervous and both picked up their weapons to be on guard.
Feng Siyue looked at the old man calmly and said calmly: "It seems that everyone has a deep misunderstanding of Wujianlou. We are a paid assassin organization, but we only kill evildoers. In short, we will not kill people for you if you pay us. We never kill good people."
"How ridiculous! The people in Wujianlou have been dead for so many years, and you still want to say that he is a good person, so he is a good person, and that he is a bad person, so he is a bad person. Do you think we will believe your lies?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man immediately ordered the expert beside him: "Hurry up and kill these three Wujianlou remnants on the spot!"
Feng Siyue suddenly raised the Wujian Tower token in his hand and said loudly: "Of course I can't just say it without any evidence. I like to convince people with reason the most!"
Seeing the token held high, the ten masters became a little nervous, thinking that her token was a weapon of attack.
Then, she continued, "Every time Wujianlou kills someone, a wisp of their soul will be absorbed into the token, and the evil deeds they have done in this life will also be recorded in it."
She tapped the token with her slender jade finger, and soon lines of densely packed words suddenly appeared in the air.
"Deng Quan, a native of Jinshui Town, is fifty-five years old. He has the third level of martial king realm and dominates the area. He has many wives and concubines and has adopted twenty adopted sons. He bullies men and women and seizes money. The people of Heishui Town are full of resentment. A man named Jiang hired a killer from the sect for five hundred taels of silver. In the sixty-third year of Wuhan, he killed Fang Quan and his twenty-one adopted sons."
"Yu Bin, a disciple of Qianshan Sect, is 24 years old and has reached the ninth level of the Wu Tu realm. He poisoned his fellow sect member out of jealousy. His fiancée, Zhou, hired a killer from within the sect with 100 low-grade spirit stones, and killed Meng Bin inside Qianshan Sect in the 65th year of Wuhan."
"Wen Ping, the daughter of the head of Wuling Sect, is 20 years old and has reached the sixth level of Wu Tu realm. Zhang Luo, the son of the great elder of Wuling Sect, is Wen Ping's senior brother. His fiancée, Xu, is the daughter of the richest man in the area. Wen and Zhang teamed up to kill Xu and her parents, seized Xu's property, and poisoned Xu's family members one after another, killing a total of 39 people in the Xu family. The head of Wuling Sect, Wen Dexiong, and the great elder Zhang Hong helped them behind the scenes. A man who wishes to remain anonymous hired his disciples for 100,000 low-grade spirit stones and killed four people in Wuling Sect in the 65th year of Wuhan."
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Then more information appeared in the air, covering the previous words one by one, and more horrific crimes were revealed. People discovered that none of the people killed in Wujian Tower seemed to be good people.
Moreover, the rewards collected by Wujianlou seemed to be entirely based on their mood. Not all of them were high prices. You could even see the rewards being a piece of spiritual stone, a red hairpin, or one or two taels of silver...
This doesn't seem like killing for the sake of making money, but rather like punishing evil and eliminating harm for the people.
Gradually, people's expressions changed. Looking at the lines of handwriting, they were no longer afraid. Instead, they felt admiration and relief.
It is indeed satisfying to see those evildoers being killed and not going unpunished. Even the two brothers Ning Sui and Ning Yuan, who were very nervous just now, now straightened their backs and felt proud.