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At this moment, it was extremely quiet. It was as if thin needles could be heard falling to the ground, and dark clouds could be heard floating in the sky, caressing the moon.

Those who had been watching the commotion were dumbstruck and speechless.

It was as if a bird on top of the tower was sighing softly. It was unknown if it was mourning for Wu Tai, who had just lost his life here.

Unfortunately, he couldn't hear anymore …

The martial arts of the world were complex and inexhaustible. However, for cultivators in the world, cultivating the inner breath was something they revered the most.

As long as a common man could train in some hand and foot techniques and have some fighting power, he would be considered a third-rate person. In his rage, blood splattered all over the five steps.

With a sword on his back, he could understand some things. Not only did he use brute force, he even defeated several people in order to become a second-rate martial artist. Within a square inch, the first thing he did was peek through the door.

After comprehending his body, he breathed in and inhaled and floated together. He could use his internal energy to defend against the enemy and transform into a Supreme Qi. He would be able to step into the ranks of the best. There were a total of ten to a hundred people, yet none of them were a match for him.

Knowing the nature's energy, the inner force would circulate through his heart, and with every movement he made, the Heavenly Dao would assist him. He had entered the realm of Heaven and Earth. Man and nature as one. The Great Dao was intangible and intangible.

After that, there were two other realms. They were even more mysterious, but the number of people that had arrived were even fewer.

On the path of martial arts. It was already difficult. Wu Tai came from a noble family, and he trained in martial arts at the age of eight. After suffering so much, he had cultivated for more than thirty years. That was why he was able to become the vice head of the Zhen Yuan Escort Office.

Not to mention the fame of the world, who would not know of such a place?

Today, under the gazes of everyone present, he was beheaded by a youth, causing him to feel extreme hatred. He couldn't help but be stupefied and think deeply.

This meant that the strength of the white-robed youth had already surpassed Wu Tai's, but he was still so young.

Talent? An evil side technique? None of them knew.

What sort of background did this white-robed youth have?

However, most of the onlookers did not think of these things, which was not what Housekeeper Liu was thinking. Because tonight, the white-cloaked young man caused trouble at the entrance of the Flowing Mist Pavilion and then killed Wu Tai.

This was already not only a matter of face. It could be said that he was already fighting against the Zhen Yuan Escort Office and the Liu family. He had completely disregarded the face of the two families.

Housekeeper Liu regretted not stopping Wu Tai, or the white-robed youth. It wasn't too late to react yet.

Housekeeper Liu calmed down and gently waved his hand. In an instant, dozens of people rushed out from the crowd.

Some were fat and some were thin, some were tall and some were short, some wore embroidered clothing, and some were also wearing linen clothes. However, all of them had a common characteristic.

It seemed like these people were all from the Liu Residence. The white-robed youth didn't panic when he saw them suddenly dash out. Instead, he gazed at them with a similarly cold gaze, as if these dozens of people were nothing in his eyes.

As for those from the Liu residence, they did not act rashly even though they had yet to receive the order. They similarly looked at the white-robed youth with cold expressions, but their eyes lacked a trace of humanity and had an extra trace of indifference.

They held the sabers tightly in their hands. They were no fools. Just now, they had seen how powerful this white-robed young man was from the crowd. Naturally, they wouldn't let their guard down just because they had so many people on their side.

When the surrounding people saw that these people had appeared, they exploded into an uproar. The surrounding people discussed animatedly, and the scene started to become chaotic.

Housekeeper Liu looked at the situation and felt that he couldn't drag it out any longer. He waved his hand to signal everyone to surround the white-robed youth.

He too felt that it was a bit against the rules of the martial arts world that he had summoned dozens of people to deal with a youth. However, the strength that the white-robed youth had just displayed was indeed shocking. He had to be careful.

However, just at this moment, a sentence came from above the Misty Pavilion, "Old Liu, enough …"

When the white-robed youth heard this, he raised his head and glanced at the Misty Pavilion.

He saw that the Misty Pavilion was beautifully decorated, row upon row of buildings, and even more ingenious in its design. Five floors of the building, with distinct details. That voice came from the top of the building.

This sound was created by circulating inner force. However, it was clear and steady. It was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.

Just from this voice, it could be determined that this person's inner strength was deep. The white-robed youth frowned slightly, as if he was about to face a great enemy.

After hearing this, Housekeeper Liu secretly let out a sigh of relief and quickly bowed: "Yes."

He waved his hand again, and those dozens of people blended into the crowd once again, disappearing without a trace, as if they had never appeared in the first place.

Seeing that everyone from the Liu residence had disappeared, Housekeeper Liu could only look at the white-robed youth meaningfully before returning to the Misty Pavilion.

The surrounding people were also confused and sighed before dispersing. However, only a few people knew that all of this was because of a single sentence that came out from the Misty Pavilion.

This was because the person who had said those words was the previous Prime Minister of today's birthday banquet. He was an elder of the Wholesale Tower, 'Coldwater Sword' Liu Bo'an. He had already spoken and did not make things difficult for the white-robed youth. Who would dare to say anything else? Naturally, he would not care.

It was obvious that the white-cloaked young man had also realized this. He cupped his hands towards Ru Yan and left without saying anything.

However, he had only taken a few steps when he ran into some more trouble. Once again, he stopped in his tracks.

It turned out to be those who had been knocked down by him. The Zhen Yuan Escort's escort stood up again.

"Stop … "Stop right there!" One of the escort supported himself on the ground with one hand as he slowly got up and shouted, "You killed our deputy escort and hit our brother as if you were leaving?"

As he was speaking, the escort team stood up and picked up their own business. They stared at the white-robed youth with deep hatred.

"Oh?" At this moment, the white-robed youth's face was as deep as the abyss, emitting killing intent from his body. "I hate people the most, wasting my time. It seems like my actions just now were still too light."

With that, he placed his hand on the sword at his waist once again.

The escort, though frightened, did not flinch. Aren't they afraid of death? That was impossible, but why did they do it?

The reason for that was because in this world, there were things more important than life. For example, the dignity and courage these escort officers had to protect.

On the other hand, the white-robed young man was already slowly grasping the sword hilt and was about to unsheathe his sword.

It was undeniable that the white-robed youth's sword was very fast, but this time he didn't immediately pull it out. Thus, in this moment, someone had unleashed a sword even faster than him.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

Just at that moment, a sonic boom sounded out. The sword light flashed. The escort who had wanted to attack the white-robed youth but had just stood up was knocked down once again.

Fortunately, it did not cause any damage to his life. The escort was only knocked out. And if it was the white-robed youth who had done it earlier, then the situation would have been completely different.

The white-robed youth slightly restrained his killing intent when he saw this change. A white-robed youth was standing in front of him.

This youth was wearing a blue jade belt, a silver silk shoes, black hair bundled behind his head, and carrying a sword on his back.

However, this youth in white was a bit more magnanimous and calm. Moreover, he had a delicate and pretty face with a smile hanging on it. He was like the spring breeze, causing people to feel a sense of disgust.

"It's nothing." As for the white-robed youth, he seemed to not have heard Qiu Mufeng's words. He only spoke a few words, but continued walking onward.

Upon seeing him leave, Qiu Mufeng also followed up, "Young hero, your swordplay is truly marvelous and your movements are graceful, similar to my Supreme White Sword Art..."

The white-robed youth ignored him and continued walking forward, not even sparing Qiu Mufeng a glance.

"I think Young Hero has the courage to act brazenly on an ancient path, and is unordinary in his attacks. "I'll hold the Sword Discourse Assembly not long after I'm too sure." Qiu Mufeng swallowed his saliva, "I feel that I have a great affinity with Young Hero, I wonder if it's possible for you to invite Young Hero to come to my Tai Bai to discuss sword skills?"

"Not interested." The white-robed youth glanced at Qiu Mufeng before turning his head back. He continued walking forward without any hesitation. At this moment, his eyes were staring fixedly at the area before him.

Qiu Mufeng knew that he was asking for trouble, but he still insisted on holding on to the white-robed youth.

When the white-robed youth saw this, he quickened his pace. He used a peculiar lightness skill that he had never seen before in his entire life. It scattered away and only left a lonely figure in the drizzle of the cold wind.

Qiu Mufeng rubbed his nose and sighed. He knew that the white-robed youth was not willing to pay him any attention. He turned his head back and walked back to the restaurant. He did not forget to call out, "Young hero, you must come."

As for the white-robed youth, he continued along the official road, not stopping for even a moment. His killing intent grew stronger as he headed east.

He kept walking like this, past the market, past the temple, all the way to the east. Every time he walked a bit, his killing intent would increase until the end, when even birds and beasts dared not approach him.

To the white-robed youth, this journey seemed extremely long. After walking for a very long time, it also seemed to be very short, just a matter of time.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly stopped. At this moment, the killing intent in his body was retracted.

BOOM!

Suddenly, lightning illuminated the entire sky, followed by muffled thunder. Dark clouds began to cover the sky, signalling the arrival of a storm.

Beside him was a magnificent building. It was well-arranged, brightly painted, and beautifully decorated. The three-storey stone steps in the middle divided the building into two sides, one on the left and the other on the right.

In this dark and gloomy night, the few bolts of lightning allowed one to see everything with a single glance.

The white-robed youth didn't seem to care about this as the weather began to get worse. He slowly turned around and looked at the plaque on the door.

Although it was night, two big red lanterns were hanging on the gate. Thus, Chu Feng was able to see them clearly.

On the signboard, there were four big golden words — — Zhen Yuan Escort Office.

However, the white-robed youth's attention was not here. With a fierce gaze, he stared at the two golden words written in the lower right corner. Royal bestowment!