"He is the noble Seventh Highness Northern Nether Sea."
Su Yu's voice is calm and without any emotion.
But it was like an invisible heavy hammer, hitting Steward Wang hard on the heart.
His Majesty the Seventh Highness?
Steward Wang's legs went weak, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
A heavy sweat rolled down his forehead.
He looked at Jiao Wuye who collapsed like mud at his feet.
Thinking back to what I said just now, even if the real dragon comes, it must be coiled up.
A biting chill shot from the tailbone to the top of the head.
Just now, I actually scolded a genuine Flood Dragon King family member in front of the other party and told him to get out?
The air around him was completely frozen.
There are all warriors present, whether they are local monks or foreign dream chasers.
The way he looks at Su Yu has completely changed.
It was no longer just pure awe, there was a deep layer of fear in my heart.
They have seen many people who are decisive in killing.
But the man in front of him easily revealed the disguise of the water demon and killed several Heaven Realm guards with a raised hand.
He casually threw His Highness Demon Race, who had a monstrous background, on the ground like garbage.
This attitude of treating the world's powerful as if they were nothing is far more shocking than the brutal killings.
"This Nan Province world is probably going to change."
This was the thought that emerged in the minds of everyone present.
"Su... Master Su!"
In the midst of extreme fear, Steward Wang barely managed to find some sanity.
He has long abandoned the dignity and dignity of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion stewards.
With a pop, he fell to his knees on the ground, kowtowing to Su Yu with a cry in his tone.
"The villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai! The villain has eyes but no eyes! I... I really didn't know he was from the Sea Race royal family!"
This cry with a cry in it sounded particularly abrupt in front of the silent tea stall.
The corners of the mouths of several warriors nearby twitched slightly, wanting to smile, but no one dared to show it.
Sea Race royal family, using seafood to describe it is quite appropriate.
Su Yu's indifferent gaze swept over Steward Wang's pale and frightened face without stopping for a moment.
He doesn't care about the person's humble begging for mercy or the fear in the other person's heart.
He just needs a living example.
A loud slap in the face to all those who plan to take advantage of the Nan Province chaos to fish in troubled waters.
"Sir, this tea stall is given to you!"
"I will be here with my men from now on, guarding the stall for you, making tea and collecting intelligence from all directions..."
Steward Wang is in a hurry to please.
Before he finished speaking, he met a pair of cold, dark eyes.
The coldness flowing in his eyes made Steward Wang tremble with fright, and the force of his kowtow became even heavier.
"A Heaven Realm Second Level will be my waiter. This configuration is quite interesting."
Su Yu shook his head helplessly and ignored the steward who knelt down to beg for mercy.
He raised his hand and took out a completely black iron plate from his arms.
The face of the card is engraved with a simple and vigorous word "zhen".
A ray of spiritual thought slowly poured into the iron plate.
The iron plate did not shine with dazzling light, but only trembled slightly.
The next moment, three figures dressed in black attire and whose faces were covered by unmarked bronze masks seemed to seep out from the shadows.
Soundless quietly appeared behind Su Yu, and they all knelt down on one knee.
"My subordinate is here."
The voice was cold and crisp, without any unnecessary emotional ups and downs.
Demon Suppression Bureau, Shadow Guard!
Seeing these three figures, the hearts of the surrounding warriors shrank suddenly.
If Su Yu is the fierce dragon crossing the river to enter Nan Province.
These three Shadow Guard are the sharpest fangs under the raptor's claws.
They represent the most secretive and ruthless killing force of the Demon Suppression Bureau!
Even this elite can be deployed at will. What kind of power does Su Yu hold among the Demon Suppression Bureau?
"Take him away and escort him to the Demon Suppression Headquarters prison in the capital."
Su Yu raised his hand and pointed to the ground, Jiao Wuye lost his mind and despair.
"Keep him alive, don't kill him."
He added, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
"His third brother Jiao Wu is still in prison. It's just a good time to reunite the two brothers."
"In addition, summon Northern Nether Sea."
Su Yu paused for a moment before speaking, his eyes sweeping over everyone present, and each word came out clearly.
"If you want to redeem the hostages, you can send two real King Realm Body Refinement techniques to the capital for exchange."
"If the skills are not in place, let them prepare to collect the bodies of your two highnesses."
As soon as the words fell, the whole place fell into dead silence.
Everyone looked at Su Yu as if they were a monster.
Use Prince Demon Race as a bargaining chip to blackmail Northern Nether Sea in exchange for his skills?
This act is so arrogant and bold!
"Heaven Realm Ninth Level's Body Refinement bottleneck, I have been stagnant for a long time. The system fusion technique just needs two techniques from the same source. Northern Nether Sea has a strong foundation, and I will not be stingy."
Su Yu was thinking secretly in his heart, not caring about the huge impact his words would have on everyone.
"As you command!"
Two Shadow Guard responded and one of them grabbed one of Jiao Wuye's legs, dragging the person away like a heavy object.
Jiao Wuye's eyes were filled with irresistible resentment, and his throat roared, but he couldn't spit out even a single word.
He knew in his heart that he was completely finished.
Qianlong, who originally planned to stir up troubles in Nan Province, has now been reduced to a price tag, used as a bargaining chip for the technique.
Such humiliation was even more torturous than killing him directly.
Shadow Guard's figure disappeared into the depths of the shadows, and the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere in front of the tea stall relaxed a little.
Su Yu looked around, looking at the silent crowd, and his tone returned to calm.
"It's all gone."
"Keep in mind what I said today."
After saying that, he walked straight into this simple tea stall like an ordinary passerby.
The crowd of onlookers dispersed with a bang.
Today's shocking news swept through the entire town like a storm, and then spread rapidly throughout the Nan Province land.
Everyone knows it in their hearts.
This world, which was turbulent due to imperial edicts, has ushered in a real rule-maker.
Inside the tea stall.
Su Yu sat alone by the window, looking into the distance with a calm and indifferent expression.
Extracting the value from Jiao Wuye is just a matter of convenience.
His real goal is to obtain the King Realm technique as soon as possible and break through his Body Refinement cultivation to the King Realm level.
Only by stepping into the King Realm can he have enough confidence to compete head-on with the veteran powerhouses of Zhou Tong.
While he was secretly thinking about his plan.
There was an extremely subtle throbbing in his heart without any warning.
In the dark, a cold and vicious sight, filled with the meaning of toying and killing, spanned the distant space and was firmly locked on him.
This malice is purer than Zhou Tong's murderous intent, and more chaotic and twisted than Yao Qi's Nie Wuya.
That is the ultimate evil thought of treating all living beings as playthings and taking pleasure in hunting geniuses.
Su Yu slowly narrowed his eyes, picked up the tea cup, and suddenly stopped in the air.
"Blood Baleful Intent Hall..."
He remembered Zhou Tong's voice full of hatred when he escaped.
"It seems that my welcome ceremony will not be just one."
Su Yu drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a cold arc.