Chapter 10: Utter Chaos!!

  The square was crowded with people, and one by one, the disciples who had heard the news came to join the camp. No one wanted to be bullied, and no one was bullied without being angry afterwards.

  In the past, I was afraid of being shot as a bird that sticks its head out, but now there are many people and we have a strong momentum.

  He Wu and his men were surrounded in the middle, compared to the poor disciples of Qingyunmen, their camp was not large in number, some of the rich young masters, under this crazy momentum, began to tremble with fear.

  Newcomers have been around for a few years now, but I've never seen anything like what happened today.

  "You're looking for death, you lowly people!" He Wu's anger flared up, although he was surprised in his heart, but since childhood, the Wang Fu had deeply instilled in him that nobles were like heaven.

  So the inferior people rebelled, he was not afraid at all!

  "Good job, Fang Yu!" He Wu said in a low voice. In his opinion, the leader of these rascals who dared to gather and stir up trouble was that mud-legged kid, but the mastermind was Fang Yu.

  Today's incident must be suppressed and cannot set a precedent. Otherwise, the new rules will be useless. Since the inferior people dare to rebel, whoever takes the lead will be killed!

  He Wu flicked his hand and a cyan-colored paper talisman appeared in it.

  "Sunken Wood Symbol!"

  The symbol flashes with a noble gaze, this symbol must be opened with spiritual consciousness to use, the advantage is that it completely does not require spiritual energy, and its attack power is not low.

  As he was thinking, He Wu's right hand rose, and the cyan paper talisman shook in mid-air, transforming into a giant wooden stake that charged forward horizontally. Wherever it passed, strong winds howled, as if a battering ram were attacking a city.

  Fang Yu reacted quickly, his right hand slapped out, a golden sword flew out, he grasped it in his hand, the spiritual energy inside his body flowed like water, and the golden sword suddenly shone brightly.

  "Golden Moon Twelve Swords!"

  Condensing spiritual energy into a sword's edge is a characteristic of the fourth layer of Qi training.

  With a majestic wave of his hand, the golden sword in his grasp clashed with the wooden stake with a force like splitting bamboo, and then, as if it were a dagger, shredded the green wooden stake into fragments.

  Splash!

  Splintered wood drifts and falls to the ground.

  He sheathed his sword and stood up, his face slightly pale. The green wooden stake was not an ordinary wood, but a spiritual wood with a hint of spiritual energy. After using the Golden Moon Twelve Swords, half of the spiritual energy in his body had been consumed.

  He couldn't help but glance at He Wu, thinking to himself: This person's cultivation is one stage lower than mine, but after obtaining the Sunken Wood Symbol, his strength has increased by half.

  "It's indeed worthy of the fourth layer of Qi Refining!" He Wu's killing intent grew stronger in his heart. This Sunken Wood Token was expensive, and it was the strongest attack for those in the Qi Refining realm. After all, it didn't consume spiritual energy, and he only had two of them.

  Is there one more to take out?

  He was reluctant in his heart, but at present, on his side, except for the county master, no one was a match for Fang Yu, and besides, the county master was delicate and precious, and would not take action.

  At the moment of his hesitation, 6th Heavenly Stem's eyes flickered, and the previous paper charm and Fang Shixiong's sword edge broadened his horizons. He secretly thought: This grass paper is really awesome! Next time I have a chance, I must get some grass paper, this thing is too convenient!

  He thought for a moment and immediately shouted: "Everyone be careful, He Wu has disregarded the rules of the door and made his move. If that grass paper had fallen on us just now, we would have been dead without a doubt."

  "There's a lot of us, don't let him make another move, hit him!"

  "And besides, he has a lot of contribution points on his ID badge, all of which we took away from him. Now let's give them back to him!"

  After he spoke, he pushed the thin bamboo pole next to him out, and then pushed Zhang Dagui out. As a result, when everyone saw someone taking the lead, they immediately followed suit and rushed out.

  The 6th warning reminded them that their side indeed had more people, but the law enforcement was zero, and the cultivation wasn't great either. So it's a war of attrition, of course, what they cared about most was still the contribution points from He Wu's identity jade card.

  That's how people are; even if they have misgivings in their hearts, once someone takes the lead, those misgivings will be cast aside.

  "Who the hell pushed me..." Zhang Dageng's face twitched, weakly saying, he didn't have time to be dissatisfied, and the crowd behind him also rushed over, pushing him towards He Wu.

  This scene unfolded extremely quickly; by the time He Wu's side had reacted, more than a dozen people had already been engulfed by the crowd.

  The square was thrown into chaos at once.

  However, even in a crowded fight, no one uses swords to decide the outcome, relying solely on fist and footwork. Perhaps subconsciously, flying sword techniques are too deadly, and if someone accidentally loses their life, they would have to face the sect's disciplinary rules.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  A dull thud of fists and feet sounded, He Wu felt countless hands touching him all over his body, not a single place was spared, the jade identity card was touched away, his mind went blank, shame filled his heart.

  He wanted to fly his sword, but unfortunately, his cultivation was only at the third layer of Qi refining. Under constant interruptions, he ultimately failed!

  Zhang Dageng was the first to get his hands on the identity jade card, and he was overjoyed. He took out his own jade card and scanned it, transferring 50 contribution points. Just as he was about to scan again, a hand reached out from beside him and snatched it away.

  "At first, I was robbed of 100 contribution points, and now only 50 have been returned. You guys need to line up and can't bully people!" Zhang Dageng was very dissatisfied, but unfortunately, the scene was chaotic and no one paid attention to him.

  Apart from He Wu, more than a dozen others were also robbed. They fell to the ground and were punched and kicked. After all, some people just didn't want to contribute, they just wanted to vent their anger.

  If there was an exception, it was the purple-clothed girl. The other disciples still didn't dare to provoke her, and at this moment, her pretty face was full of anger, fiercely staring at the crowd of disciples, then falling on Fang Yu's body.

  He grasped his sword with one hand, standing tall and unwavering like a mountain, fully displaying the demeanor of a superior man. He gazed at his disciples, who were as numerous as locusts, and thought to himself: "What a mess! They're all messed up!" In reality, he wanted to join in the scramble, but considering his status as the leader, he had to maintain the dignity of a leader.

  So he kept his dignity!

  At 6:00, he mixed in, not grabbing things. In fact, with his cultivation, he couldn't grab anything. He rushed to He Wu's side and kicked him hard, kicking straight at He Wu's face.

  He is a straightforward and introverted person. If you don't provoke him, he won't bother you. He quietly makes his fortune, but if you provoke him, he will absolutely not suffer losses!

  Chen Tian stood at the gate of Yingwu Hall, looking at the scene in the distance, his old face full of surprise, secretly thinking: "Crazy, who caused such a big trouble!"

  He wanted to go and stop him, but considering that the Yingwu Hall couldn't be left unattended, he could only notify the head of the hall.

  The Qingyun Gate is in chaos!

  The square was still boiling, and the disciples were excited, while some rich family children in the distance were frightened and dared not rush into the square, let alone rescue people.

  "How bold!"

  At this moment, a loud shout burst out.

  Bang!

  A flying sword with a fiery body flew straight down, and in an instant, the energy around the flying sword surged out in all directions. The disciples who were previously excited were knocked to the ground.

  On the blue brick floor, the flame sword was inserted straight into the ground, and a scorching breath rippled out.

  The poor camp disciples were shocked, and they all subconsciously retreated behind Fang Yu. At this moment, everyone was looking at Fang Yu, after all, he was the poor disciple.

  A red shadow floated down from the sky, and in an instant, a young man wearing a red robe stood on the Flame Sword. His face was like a crown jade, with clear-cut features, his single hand behind his back, his scorching gaze swept back and forth like fire, and those who met his gaze felt as if they were in a furnace.

  Just by aura alone, this person's cultivation is truly impressive.

  Inner Disciple - Tang Zhen!

  At the Qingyun Gate, the inner and outer gates are as different as heaven and earth. The disciples of the inner gate are like emperors, firmly dominating over their heads, making any resistance useless.

  Moreover, there are very few disciples inside the Qingyun Gate, and they receive favoritism from their seniors.

  "Big brother, you're here!"

  At this time, the purple-clothed girl who had been motionless walked out, with a gentle and clever smile on her face. From her expression, it seemed as if she had been waiting for the young man all along.

  Tang Zhen floated down from the Flame Sword, gave a warm smile and walked away.

  "Rou'er, are you okay?"

  The purple-robed girl shook her head, looking forward with disdain: "It's just a group of lowly people rebelling, they don't dare to move me!" Her eyes revealed a cold glint, looking at the poor disciple as if he were a mortal beggar.

  The crowd of disciples dared not make a sound, the previous passion had all calmed down. Those two people had already heard about it earlier, the man was of extraordinary origin, being the third prince of the Great Tang Empire, and the woman was equally noble, being a county princess. The two had been a couple since they entered Qingyun.

  So previously no matter how they fought over her, nobody dared to make a move on this young mistress.

  "Who's in charge here!"

  Seeing Zhou Rou was fine, Tang Zhen's gaze turned to the crowd of disciples. His aura was calm and composed, revealing the air of superiority he had when he was in the mortal world.

  "Isn't anyone going to stand up?"

  Tang Zhen said another sentence, and Zhou Rou, who was standing beside him, looked at the crowd with a cold face, full of schadenfreude: "Didn't you used to be so loud? Didn't you want to seek justice? Why is no one daring to speak now?"

  Seeing no one speaking, Tang Zhen's face turned gloomy: "Today's matter, I'm too lazy to ask about it. As long as there is one person, he can take the blame, and the rest of you get out of here!"

  Who is leading?

  Zhou Rou naturally knew, but she didn't say anything, she just liked watching this group of underlings with a panicked expression.

  The poor disciples remained silent, and many people began to feel afraid in their hearts, but for some reason, no one stood up, even though they knew who the leader was today.

  "You think I don't know who it is?" Tang Zhen sneered, pulling Zhou Rou forward, he was like an emperor whose words could decide life and death.