"Who hurt you?!"
The sound was not loud, but it was like a knife, cutting through all the noise cleanly.
Everyone turned to look, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.
Shen Hongyuan came over.
She was dressed in red, holding a sword in both hands, with a gloomy face, and her eyes were fixed on Hu Qingshan squatting on the ground.
Shen Hongyuan was very angry. She thought she was having fun, but ended up eating it on her own head.
However, the two people in front of them were of low strength and did not even have the ability to fight back after being humiliated.
Hu Qingshan raised his head and saw that it was Shen Hongyuan, with a trace of shame on his face.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say "It's okay, forget it", but the words swirled around his mouth several times and he couldn't come out.
"Say!" Shen Hongyuan only spat out one word, as cold as ice.
Hu Qingshan took a deep breath, raised his hand, and pointed at Gray Wolf.
Gray Wolf was leaning against the stall, watching the farce with great interest.
Seeing Shen Hongyuan looking at him, instead of panicking, he straightened his clothes, put a gentle smile on his face, and walked forward slowly.
"This fairy," he cupped his fists and saluted, his posture was elegant, and his tone even contained a bit of modesty, "It is my handiwork."
It didn't look like he was admitting his mistake, but rather like he was waiting for praise.
Shen Hongyuan didn't talk nonsense to him.
She unsheathed her sword.
The sword shined like a sword, without the slightest warning or a single polite word, it struck directly at the door facing Gray Wolf.
This sword was fast and fierce, wrapped in Foundation Establishment, Ninth Layer Peak's sharp Sword Qi, even the air was torn apart, making a sharp scream.
Gray Wolf frowned. He wanted to use his status to suppress the person, but obviously he didn't expect that the other party would take action directly.
He had no time to draw his weapon, so he could only wave his sleeves and robe to block.
"When--!"
There was a crisp sound and sparks flew everywhere.
The moon-white brocade robe turned out to be a Law Artifact, and auras of light flowed around the cuffs, blocking the sword forcefully.
The blade of the sword struck the sleeve of the robe as if it were striking an iron plate, leaving only a shallow white mark.
Shen Hongyuan was forced to take a step back by the force of the counter-shock, and his wrist was slightly numb.
She stabilized her figure and her eyes fell on Gray Wolf's cuffs. The spiritual patterns on them were still flowing slowly, and they were of high quality.
Shen Hongyuan frowned when he saw this. He had never seen such a powerful robe in Great Yong. He was afraid that the person coming here was of high status.
"Who are you?" Shen Hongyuan asked coldly.
Gray Wolf dusted off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a bit of careless pride in his tone, "My lord, Gray Wolf, Cangwu Dynasty, the thirteenth young master."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whispers around him became even louder.
"It is indeed Cangwu Dynasty. That is the twenty-sixth ranked force, more than one level stronger than Great Yong."
"I heard that Cangwu has two Golden Core Realm here this time. The background is there."
"Great Yong That woman dares to do something? Aren't you afraid of offending others?"
"What are you afraid of? I am Foundation Establishment, Ninth Layer Peak, and a person walking sideways in Great Yong can't bear this anger."
"So what? Cangwu is not something she can mess with."
Shen Hongyuan The hand holding the sword tightened slightly.
Cangwu Dynasty, ranked twenty-sixth.
Great Yong Dynasty, ranked 73rd.
There is a gap of forty-seven forces in the middle, which is not a gap that can be filled by the number of people.
More importantly, Gray Wolf is a prince.
Hitting him would be like hitting Cangwu Dynasty in the face.
She glanced at Hu Qingshan and Chen Huan who were still squatting on the ground, and then at the faces around her that were either mocking, playful, or gloating about their misfortune.
She knew that if she quit today, the ten Great Yong people would be treated as soft persimmons in the trading market, in Ascendant Path, and in front of anyone from now on.
Anyone can step on it, anyone can pinch it.
That's not her Shen Hongyuan style.
Shen Hongyuan didn't ask the second question.
She raised her sword and slashed out again.
This sword was harder and faster than before.
The sword was filled with aura, and Spiritual Power from Foundation Establishment, Ninth Layer Peak was poured into it without any reservation. The sword was like a rainbow and went straight to Gray Wolf's throat.
Gray Wolf's smile finally disappeared and he snorted coldly.
He took half a step back and slipped out a dagger from his sleeve. The blade was only a foot or so long. It was silver-white in color and its aura was restrained.
He blocked with his sword and fought with Shen Hongyuan.
The two swords collided in the air, making a clanging sound like raindrops.
Sword Qi shot out in all directions, drawing white marks on the bluestone ground, forcing the onlookers to retreat.
Gray Wolf's Swordsmanship is cunning and ruthless. Each sword strikes from an unexpected angle, focusing on key points.
Although his cultivation level is not as deep as Shen Hongyuan, the Law Artifact brocade robe blocked most of the attacks for him and he was able to fight with ease.
Shen Hongyuan struck harder and harder, the sword force was like a violent storm, each sword was faster than the other, forcing Gray Wolf to retreat continuously.
But she knew in her heart that if the fight continued like this, she couldn't afford it.
Gray Wolf has Law Artifact body protection, but she does not.
After more than a dozen moves, Shen Hongyuan's breathing began to become thicker, and the speed of drawing the sword became a bit slower.
Gray Wolf keenly captured this change, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, "Fairy Swordsmanship, but unfortunately...Great Yong's background is not so good after all."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly changed his moves, the spiritual light on the dagger surged, and a sharp Sword Qi turned from defense to attack, stabbing Shen Hongyuan straight into the chest.
Shen Hongyuan ducked sideways, and Sword Qi brushed past her shoulder and cut off a strand of red hair.
She looked at the shaved red hair, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
The onlookers started talking again.
"Great Yong is going to lose."
"It's good to be able to withstand more than ten moves. Gray Wolf's robe is too advantageous."
"In the final analysis, I still have poor foundation. I can't even produce a decent Law Artifact."
Shen Hongyuan took advantage of the momentum and took two steps back, staring intently at Gray Wolf opposite.
A cold light flashed in Gray Wolf's eyes, and he keenly captured the sluggishness of Shen Hongyuan's figure at the moment he retreated.
He didn't give her a chance to breathe.
The silver-white dagger slipped out of his sleeve like a poisonous snake spitting a message. The aura of the sword tip condensed into a line, passing through Shen Hongyuan's sword defense in an almost weird arc, and went straight to her wrist holding the sword.
Shen Hongyuan's expression changed, and he hurriedly sheathed his sword and returned to defense.
But Gray Wolf's sword is too fast.
"Ding--!"
There was a crisp sound, and the dagger was accurately picked on the guard of Shen Hongyuan's long sword. The force was not strong, but the angle was extremely tricky.
Shen Hongyuan felt the tiger's mouth go numb, and the long sword flew out of his hand, flipped several times in the air, and landed on the ground with a clang.
The whole place was in an uproar.
Gray Wolf A smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth, without giving his opponent any time to react.
He made a mistake with his foot and dodged again. He was in front of Shen Hongyuan in an instant, and the dagger stabbed straight out.
This time, the target was her chest.
The tip of the sword Air-Breaking Slash carries fierce killing intent.
Gray Wolf didn't hold anything back.
He knew that Shen Hongyuan had lost his weapon, and Movement Method had also revealed its flaws.
She couldn't block this sword.
Shen Hongyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body instinctively leaned back, trying to distance himself.
But Gray Wolf's speed was too fast. The tip of the sword had reached her chest, and the cold sword intent stung her skin.
She could even see clearly the spiritual patterns flowing on the sword.
Shen Hongyuan secretly thought it was over.
At this moment.
A black shadow whizzed in from outside the crowd, as fast as lightning, with a dull Air-Breaking Slash sound.
Precisely inserted between the two of them.