What a shame!
He Gu Sen, White Bone Demon Sect is a genius who has not been seen for thousands of years. How has he ever suffered such contempt?
"Seeking death!"
Gu Sen's heart surged with murderous intent, and a gloomy and violent aura burst out from his body!
Middle Stage God King's pressure!
This coercion condensed into substance, turning into a ferocious white-bone demon phantom, opening its huge mouth, and eating Xie Purou and Youruo head-on!
He didn't dare to kill someone in Divine Capital, but it was okay to seriously damage his cultivation and make the other party lose face in public!
He wanted to make these two ignorant girls wail in endless pain!
The entire Wind and Rain Pavilion air was stagnant.
The faces of some of the monks who were close turned pale instantly, and they felt as if their souls were frozen, as if they were about to be torn into pieces by the bone demon in the next moment.
"Middle Stage God King! The cultivation level of Gu Sen is so terrifying!!!"
"It's over, the souls of these two little girls will definitely be severely damaged!!!"
"Too cruel! This is not a competition at all, this is to destroy their foundation!!!"
There were screams of exclamation, and everyone thought they would see the tragic scene of blood splattering in the next second.
However, the phantom of the Bone Demon God, which was enough to make monks of the same level tremble with fear, suddenly stopped as if it had hit an invisible wall when it rushed three feet in front of Xie Purou and Youruo.
No matter how the demon roared and struggled, he couldn't move any further.
Xie Purou finally put down the snack in his hand and raised his head impatiently.
Her little mouth bulged slightly.
"Noisy."
She blew out a gentle breath.
It's like blowing away a wisp of dust that accidentally drifted in front of you.
"Hu--"
That breath seemed gentle, but it contained an unspeakable power of destruction.
"Boom!!!"
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the ferocious white-bone demon phantom did not even have time to utter a mournful cry. It was like ice and snow under the sun, melting and disintegrating in an instant!
The pressure is gone!
"Pfft!!!"
Gu Sen As if struck by lightning, his body shook violently, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large cloud of blood mist. His whole body was like a kite with its string cut off, and he flew out in a panic, hitting a table more than ten feet away.
Wow!
Tables, chairs, cups and plates were shattered on the floor.
There were thousands of geniuses from all walks of life nearby, and at this moment, there was total silence.
Everyone's movements froze, with expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.
Gu Sen struggled to get up from the pile of debris. His hair was disheveled, and there was blood on the corners of his mouth. He stared at Xie Purou with vicious eyes, full of disbelief.
Did he lose?
He was defeated after being blown away by a seemingly harmless little girl?
Inside the Wind and Rain Pavilion, there was deathly silence.
You can hear the pin drop on the ground.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure climbing up from the debris.
Gu Sen's hair was disheveled, his bone-white robe was stained with wine stains and dust, and he was in a miserable state.
He clutched his chest and made a whooshing sound in his throat. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spurted it out again.
On his face, resentment and horror intertwined, forming a twisted expression.
Xie Purou clapped his hands, as if he just drove away an annoying fly.
She sat down again, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that she had not finished just now, and started eating it in small bites.
It was as if the earth-shattering scene just now had nothing to do with her.
Youruo From beginning to end, he didn't even put down the tea cup.
Ye Chen didn't even raise his eyelids.
This kind of disregard makes Gu Sen feel even more humiliated than that breath just now!
"Hiss..."
The sounds of gasping for air came and went.
"Then... what method is that? Take a breath?!"
"Gu Sen is the stronger one than Middle Stage God King! He was defeated like that?!"
"Who are those two little girls? Pretending to be pigs and eating tigers?!"
"Horrible! So scary!!!"
Everyone who had felt sorry for the two girls before was now looking at them with awe and fear.
At this moment, there was a commotion at the door of the Wind and Rain Pavilion.
The crowd automatically separated to both sides to make way for a passage.
A group of monks wearing the same black robes, with the aura of bones lingering around them, walked in.
The leader was a young man who was incompatible with them.
He has a face like a crown jade, holds a white jade folding fan, has a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, walks calmly, and has a graceful demeanor.
But the hidden coercion on his body was more terrifying than the evil aura of all the White Bone Demon Sect disciples behind him combined.
"It's Gu Hanchuan!"
"White Bone Demon Sect's young master! Why is he here too!"
"It is said that he has already entered Late God King, and his strength is unfathomable. He is enough to rank in the top thirty in Heavenly Pride Ranking in this event!"
"Now we have a good show! One of our own was beaten, and the young sect leader personally came forward!"
Gu Hanchuan walked straight to Gu Sen without even looking at him, but his eyes fell on Xie Purou and Youruo.
His eyes stayed on the two girls for a moment, and he shook his folding fan slightly.
"Two girls, good tricks."
His voice was as gentle as jade, and there was no hint of anger.
Xie Purou raised his head, still chewing something in his mouth, and said vaguely, "His mouth is too smelly, let me clean it up for him."
Gu Hanchuan heard this, not only was he not angry, but his smile became even stronger.
"It was my lax discipline that allowed him to bump into the two of them."
He bowed slightly and took the initiative to apologize.
This scene made the surrounding geniuses stunned.
The young master of the White Bone Demon Sect, who kills people without batting an eyelid, actually apologizes on his own initiative?
Gu Sen blushed even more and said anxiously, "Young Master! I..."
"Shut up."
Gu Hanchuan didn't even look back. The two words "faint" made Gu Sen tremble all over, and he choked back the next words.
Gu Hanchuan's eyes returned to Xie Purou again, his smile remained the same, but his words had a hint of playfulness.
"However, this is Divine Capital after all, and it is not a place to settle grievances."
He paused, then closed the folding fan with a "swish" sound, pointing towards the towering central arena outside the window.
"Grand Gathering of Eternal Heaven's Chosen, life or death."
"I hope I can learn the girl's clever tricks in the ring."
After saying that, he no longer looked at the three of them, turned around and led a group of the White Bone Demon Sect disciples towards the stairs.
Under everyone's fearful gaze, Gu Hanchuan's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
But the cold aura he left behind did not dissipate for a long time.
This area of the Wind and Rain Pavilion is still shrouded in an eerie silence.
After going up to the second floor, Gu Sen looked back at the downstairs and saw that he had avoided everyone's sight. Then he gritted his teeth unwillingly and asked Gu Hanchuan in a sinister tone, "Young Sect Master, why don't you just abolish them?!"
In Divine Capital, there are indeed rules that say you cannot kill people at will.