Urban Super Dude

The ghost figure in the middle stage of Shenzong died.

After dealing with the opponent, Su Yang put away the Sky Sword, glanced at Shi Jiutian, and found that the opponent's life was not in danger, turned around and left.

"My dear benefactor, please stay."

Shi Jiutian reacted and spoke hurriedly.

Su Yang stopped and raised his eyebrows: "Is something wrong?"

"I would like to thank my benefactor for saving me today. I would like to ask my benefactor Shi Jiutian's name on Mount Tai, so that I can repay my kindness in the future." Shi Jiutian said politely.

"There's no need to repay a favor. For me, it's just a small effort."

Su Yang smiled lightly and did not identify himself.

First, he was afraid of embarrassing his eldest cousin.

As for the second one.

Since Su Yang chose to participate in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, he must be aiming for first place.

In addition, he has a special status and is a descendant of the Kunlun Su family, so it is better to keep a low profile to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Although Ah Li is here, he is not afraid of anyone in the ancient martial arts world, but this time, he also wants to prove himself in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition and become famous in the ancient martial arts world.

Therefore, unless Old Antique takes action against him, Su Yang does not want Ah Li to show up.

"Since my benefactor doesn't want to reveal his name, it's not convenient for me to ask any more questions."

Shi Jiutian paused, then couldn't help but ask a topic he was very concerned about: "My dear friend, why did you come to Wudang? Is it for the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition? Are you a contestant?"

"Ho ho, no."

Su Yang shook his head and said: "I'm not very interested in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition. Besides, at my age, I can't participate in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition."

Hearing these words, Shi Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became much more relaxed.

He witnessed his benefactor's strength with his own eyes. He killed the middle-level Shenzong with one sword. His strength was unfathomable, and the energy he possessed was not true energy. It was extremely strange.

If his benefactor participated in the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, Shi Jiutian knew very well that it would be difficult for him to become the first.

Therefore, now that he knew that his benefactor was not attending, he was relieved.

"It turns out that my benefactor is a senior-level figure. Judging from your appearance, this junior thought you were a young talent."

Shi Jiutian showed a smile and said kindly: "Senior has good looks, is brave and brave, and has great strength, which is admirable."

"Haha, you did a good job of flattering me."

Su Yang smiled, and then said: "Master Shi, I see that your injury is serious. The Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition will begin tomorrow. Can you still participate?"

"Thank you for your concern, senior, but this little injury is nothing."

Shi Jiutian smiled softly and said: "This junior comes from the place of Zen, and he has the holy medicine for healing. If you take care of yourself tonight, you will be back to your peak tomorrow."

"That's good, Master Shi. I'm looking forward to your performance. I'll take the first step."

Su Yang clasped his fists, then used Ju Chi Tianya, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

"I have declared my family name. I come from the land of Fengchan, which is one of the top powers in the ancient martial arts world."

Watching Su Yang go away, Shi Jiutian couldn't help but talk to himself and admired: "But the senior didn't even tell me his last name. It seems that he really doesn't want to repay me. Saving me is just a casual thing for him." Good thing."

"I have seen masters who are stronger than him. There are no fewer than ten in the Fengchan Land. They can easily kill the middle-level Shen Sect."

"But I have respect for those people, but not very much. But I really admire my benefactor very much!"

"Strength is secondary, the main thing is his moral character. He does good deeds without asking for anything in return!"

Shi Jiutian looked at the direction where his benefactor disappeared for a long time, and then looked away.

Immediately afterwards.

He looked at the headless corpse on the ground, his expression darkened, and he said coldly: "This person said before that he intercepted and killed me because his master and I were assigned to the same track."

"And I have received the news that I am on the Ninth Circuit. From this, it can be seen that the person who wants me dead is a contestant on the Ninth Circuit."

Shi Jiutian then analyzed: "Moreover, that person should be very strong. I feel that as long as I kill him, he can become the number one on the ninth track and advance to the next duel."

"The Ninth Circuit? Haha, this is very simple. I just need to make a phone call and I can easily lock the target."

With this in his mind, Shi Jiutian immediately took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said calmly: "Uncle Third Master, are you in Wudang Mountain at the moment? Help me check who the masters of the ninth circuit are. I was assassinated just now." Yes, it has something to do with the Hundred Sects Martial Arts Competition, and some people don’t want me to play."

The call took three to five minutes.

Subsequently.

Shi Jiutian hung up the phone, his expression was very angry, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ximen family, Ximen Tiger Roar, haha, very good!"

Just now, he had received news from Third Master Uncle that there were many masters on the ninth track.

But the one who can really threaten him is the second son of the Ximen family, Ximen Huxiao.

This year, the Ximen family sent a total of two people to compete, and one of them was named Ximen Huxiao.

This Ximen Huxiao has unfathomable strength and few people have seen him take action. He is one of the popular candidates to advance to the ninth track.

And Shi Jiutian is also a popular candidate. Someone has already opened the market, and the two of them can be regarded as a 50-50 split.

Now that Shi Jiutian was intercepted, he would naturally suspect Ximen Huxiao.

Shi Jiutian didn't have a good impression of the Ximen family to begin with. Now that he guessed that Ximen Huxiao sent someone to assassinate him, he hated the Ximen family even more.

"The tiger roars at the west gate. Tomorrow there will be a martial arts competition among hundreds of sects. I will take your life and let you know the consequences of offending the land of Fengchan!"

Shi Jiutian said in a deep voice, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and left the scene.

It was getting late, so he had to rush to Wudang Ancient Town as soon as possible and swallow the healing medicine, so as not to delay tomorrow's game.

Not long after Shi Jiutian left, a young man wearing a dark robe suddenly appeared.

This person is none other than the Master of Shaoshan Mountain Deep in the Clouds and Mist, Mr. Mo Dao.

At this time.

When Mo Dao saw Guiying's body, his face was gloomy and scary, and he was more regretful.

"Damn it!"

"Wrong!"

"Such a big thing has gone wrong!"

Mo Dao gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Shi Jiutian of the seventh track is not Taishan Shi Jiutian at all!"

"That person just has the same name as Shi Jiutian. He comes from a small mountain. He is not even a famous mountain. He is extremely weak. He has just stepped into the realm of Tianzong. I can kill him with one finger. He is of no use to me. Not the slightest threat!”

Mo Dao said bitterly: "What a pity, I lost a loyal subordinate because of this!"

"However, Guiying, this can be regarded as you paying for your fault. If you investigated clearly, what happened today would not have happened. Forget it, I will give you one last ride!"

Mo Dao looked at Guiying's body, raised his hand slightly, and a stream of ink-colored gas surged out, instantly surrounding Guiying. Almost in an instant, it completely eroded Guiying's body, leaving no bones left... …