On the cloud ship, Chu Xingchen looked towards the damaged mountain below, his eyes narrowed slightly: "This Shu Sanren's strength is indeed terrifying. I wonder how my father compares to him?"
The shock in Chu Tiankuo's eyes did not dissipate for a long time. After hearing Chu Xingchen's words, he turned around and said in a deep voice: "Compared to Shu Sanren, I am afraid I am not as good as him."
Chu Xingchen's eyes trembled, and he turned around and asked again: "Compared to Jun Mo, who is more powerful among them?"
Chu Tiankuo took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid Jun Mo is no match for this Shu Sanren. The words he writes can all be transformed into magical powers. He is very difficult to deal with."
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen's eyes flashed and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
With Shu Sanren, Jun Mo of Wansheng Sect can be defeated.
Liu Silong brushed the dust off his body, looking a little ashamed. He still wanted to compete with the opponent, but ended up being defeated in just one move. It was really embarrassing.
But he soon laughed again. With Shu Sanren's help, the chances of winning this battle would be greatly increased.
"Are you okay?"
A divine rainbow fell from mid-air, and Shu Sanren's figure appeared in front of Liu Silong, uttering a faint voice.
"It's okay, thanks to Sanren for holding back, hahahaha"
Liu Silong waved his hands and laughed.
The competition just now was just enough. Although a small hill behind him was blown up, it was nothing to the powerful virtual god.
There was no smile on Shu Sanren's face. Instead, he said in a grim tone: "Your strength is too weak!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away, then stamped his feet and said, "I don't know what Jun Mo, who killed my friend, is like. I hope he's not too bad, otherwise I'll find it hard to vent my anger."
"… "
Liu Silong stood still, looking at Shu Sanren from afar with a smile on his face.
The Continent of Beauty, the Sun Family.
At this time, the Sun family was in an uproar again, and all the disciples had looks of dejection on their faces.
Sun Yao suddenly changed his attention, making them seem to smell the breath of death.
There are four virtual gods on the side of the Royal Sect, who are like four mountains, pressing down on them and making it difficult for them to breathe.
"Ah, I really don't know what those elders are thinking. Why fight a battle that is bound to be lost?"
"The Sun family will be destroyed..."
…
The sound of sighs was everywhere.
When Su Yu passed by, they didn't dare to say a word and left quickly.
Su Yu didn't pay too much attention to such complaints.
The Sun family's biggest headache right now is Shu Sanren, which is also a headache for the Wansheng Sect.
Soon, Su Yu arrived at the palace on Jialou Feishan.
The combat supplies, including men and horses, were all on Feishan Mountain, so during this period of time, Su Yu did not stay in the residence prepared for him by the Sun family.
"Uncle Junmo, how much do you know about Shu Sanren?"
Su Yu asked.
Jun Mo frowned, his face became serious: "This person has a close relationship with Jian Sanren. He is younger than Jian Sanren. It is said that he grew up under the care of Jian Sanren, but his strength exceeds that of Jian Sanren."
"oh?"
Hearing Jun Mo's answer, Su Yu was also slightly surprised. It seemed that there were many unknown stories between the Sword Wanderer and the Book Wanderer.
But he didn't think about it. He took a sip of tea and asked again, "How does your strength compare to that of Master?"
Jun Mo shook his head and said, "I am not as good as him. It will be very difficult to win this battle with him joining us. Why don't we delay him first and then ask the headmaster to come out later?"
"Absolutely not. My aunt is under surveillance by the Royal Sect. If she moves, Royal Puxuan will move as well, and then the two major sects will directly fight each other. Now is not the time for a war between the two factions."
Su Yu took a deep breath and immediately refused. Then he frowned slightly and fell into thought.
After a moment, he slowly said, "If we eliminate Shu Sanren, what will be the result of the war?"
Jun Mo was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "If Shu Sanren wasn't there, we would have a great chance of winning"
Then he looked at Su Yu again, and the latter actually laughed, which was very strange.
"Could it be that you have a way to get rid of Shu Sanren?"
Jun Mo looked suspicious.
"Um"
Su Yu smiled and nodded.
Jun Mo was overjoyed.
At night, many people from the Sun family and Jialou flew on board, all of them were extremely nervous, because tomorrow would be the time for the big battle.
In this tense atmosphere, a figure quickly flashed out from Feishan Mountain. The speed was so fast that the guards on the mountain did not notice it.
Su Yu came to the mountains of Tianyun Sect.
The mountains are connected together and protected by a formation. As long as a master enters, an alarm will be sounded, allowing the strong people of the entire sect to hear it.
"I wonder if this sect protection formation can detect my hidden aura."
Looking at the airtight formation in front of him, Su Yu pondered for a moment, then flashed and arrived inside the sect.
The barrier of the formation did not change at all, and the magic power on it flowed as usual without causing any ripples.
The Tianyun Sect's protective formation had no effect on Su Yu.
roar!
At this moment, a pair of blue eyes suddenly appeared in the distance, very bright in the dark night, and a roar also came from nearby.
It's a spiritual beast!
Su Yu's perception was very sharp. He quickly moved forward, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him, and a sword flashed in the air.
The spirit beast died instantly.
“Someone!”
At this moment, the disciples guarding the sect in the distance were alarmed. One of them wanted to crush the alarm stone, but before he could do anything, he was enveloped by magical power and his body became completely frozen.
My breathing stopped and even my blood froze.
The corners of Su Yu's mouth curled up in a sinister arc, and then he clenched his palms and unleashed a brilliant Taoist magic.
These people turned into ashes in an instant.
They couldn't even shout, the air around them had long been sucked away by the magic power.
After dealing with the guards, Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
The Tianyun Sect's defenses were very tight. In addition to disciples guarding the edge areas, there were also many patrolling personnel in the middle areas.
Su Yu had no choice but to kill another patrolling disciple in seconds, then put on his clothes and rushed towards Shu Sanren's location.
On a high mountain in the Tianyun Sect where no disciples lived, a light flashed in the air.
Lines of poetry are suspended in the air.
These words are extremely special, and every stroke is full of emotion.
"In memory of Jian Sanren!"
Su Yu read the lines of poetry and murmured.
Bang bang bang!
In front of the font, an old man waved his sleeves and a powerful force burst out.
These characters flew toward the rock and were imprinted on it.
"Mourning Sword Wanderer"
Su Yu spoke in a heavy tone as he recited lines of poetry he had adapted.
"In the underworld, Mr. Ji should still discuss the Dao. On the night stage with no dawn, who can I talk about swords with?"
After saying this, Su Yu used his magic power to print these lines of words on the rock, crying bitterly: "Jian Sanren, you left, leaving me alone in the world, how lonely it is!"