Chapter 537: Pretending to Be a Disciple of Jiange?

The leader was dressed in black, with a heavy sword as tall as his body on his back.

The other four were all dressed in black, with black masks on their faces, so their faces could not be seen clearly.

Chu Shaoyang said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The leading warrior sneered: "Why, don't you recognize the masks on our faces?"

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly, took a closer look, and showed surprise.

Aren't the masks of these people the masks of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion?

He activated the magic dragon pupil and saw through them at a glance.

The masks of these people are just poor imitations.

After all, the masks used by the people in the Sword Pavilion to hide their identities all have the formations he left behind.

How could he not know whether they are real or fake?

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "Pretending to be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, you are quite brave!"

Several people were stunned.

How did this kid know that they were pretending to be disciples of the Sword Pavilion?

The leading warrior pretended to be calm: "We are the disciples of the Sword Pavilion!"

"Today, I will kill you by order of the Pavilion Master!"

"How dare you!"

Jin Zhe shouted like thunder, and his powerful momentum directly subdued the five people.

"It's okay to pretend to be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, but you dare to disrespect the Pavilion Master?"

"Looking for death!"

The five people looked wrong.

When they saw the mask on Jin Zhe's face, they suddenly thought of something and laughed out loud.

"Boy, do you think you can fool us by finding someone to pretend to be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion?"

"You are so brave to pretend to be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion in front of the real disciples of the Sword Pavilion!"

Chu Shaoyang just found it funny: "The mask of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion is made of the Nine Heavens Meteorite Iron sent by the owner of Wenyue Auction House."

"It has a ninth-grade breath-retaining formation that can cover the breath of the wearer."

"And your masks are just poor imitations. A piece of spirit crystal can buy more than a dozen. Do you still want to fool me?"

The five people were blushing.

"Brother Liu, this kid seems to have seen a real disciple of the Sword Pavilion."

"What should we do now?"

Brother Liu, the leader, sneered: "So what if he has seen it?"

"The people around him should be the guards he hired, and their strength is probably at the seventh level of the Holy King Realm."

"I'll hold him back, and you take the opportunity to kill that kid!"

The other four nodded one after another, and the power in their bodies was running rapidly, ready to attack at any time.

Jin Zhe's eyes were stern: "Pavilion Master, how do you deal with these people?"

Chu Shaoyang said lightly: "Catch the leader, and kill the others."

"What a joke!"

Brother Liu sneered: "I am also at the seventh level of the Holy King Realm, he can't kill me!"

"Do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the five people attacked at the same time.

Brother Liu went straight to Jin Zhe, and the remaining four people, then double-teamed and killed Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang did not move, just glanced at Jin Zhe.

Jin Zhe understood, and his figure flashed in front of Brother Liu in an instant.

The terrifying aura bloomed instantly!

The momentum was like a mountain, crushing down fiercely!

Directly suppressed Brother Liu, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.

"You, you are at the peak of the seventh level of the Holy King Realm!"

Brother Liu was horrified!

It turned out that Jin Zhe's aura was not released at full strength.

Now the Pavilion Master has ordered to capture Brother Liu alive.

And the rest of the people, kill!

Jin Zhe drew out a black long sword and swept it fiercely.

The black sword energy cut through the sky and instantly cut off the heads of four people!

Blood was flying, and the heads were flying.

Chu Shaoyang did not move from beginning to end, and the four people were killed by a sword before they got close!

Brother Liu was dumbfounded, and his heart was extremely frightened.

He accidentally saw the mask on Jin Zhe's face, which showed strange blood-colored patterns, and exclaimed in horror!

"Black face, blood-colored patterns, a first-grade artifact!"

"You are really a disciple of the Sword Pavilion!"

The blood-colored patterns are the manifestation of the formation suppressing the aura when Jin Zhe exerted his full strength.

It was on that day when the Sun family was destroyed that a group of disciples of the Sword Pavilion fought with all their strength, and was remembered by the warriors watching.

It spread from one person to ten, and then to a hundred, and then it became known to everyone.

Jin Zhe snorted coldly: "Disciple?"

"I am the second elder of the Sword Pavilion, Jin Zhe!"

Brother Liu trembled directly and almost peed himself out of fear!

"No, this is impossible!"

He looked at Chu Shaoyang in disbelief and asked: "You are only in the True Martial Realm, how can you invite the second elder of the Sword Pavilion?"

"How dare you!"

Jin Zhe's breath became stronger, crushing Brother Liu's bones and shouting in pain.

"This is the Pavilion Master of our Sword Pavilion!"

"How dare you talk to the Pavilion Master like this?"

Brother Liu was completely dumbfounded.

"No, isn't he the servant who stole the treasure of the Tong family?"

"How could he be the Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion?"

Chu Shaoyang suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the Tong family."

He suddenly urged the blood lotus, shot out in a flick of his finger, and pierced Brother Liu's heart.

The blood-red flames burned fiercely, but in the blink of an eye, Brother Liu disappeared.

"Master, what are you doing..."

Jin Zhe looked puzzled.

Why?

"The current Sword Pavilion is not a match for the Tong family."

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly: "In the eyes of the Tong family, I am just a waste that can be killed at will."

"Then it's as they wish."

Jin Zhe didn't know the reason, but he guessed a little.

"If the Master wants to go to war with the Tong family, I will take the lead!"

"Unless you step over my corpse, don't even think about touching you, Master!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled: "It's not that serious."

"With the status of Xueyun Palace, the Tong family only dares to do these small things."

"Let's go, I'll take you to Xueyun Palace to have a look."

Jin Zhe nodded and followed Chu Shaoyang to Xueyun Palace.

As soon as he arrived at the mountain gate, he saw Zhuge Tingxue, Shen Feiyu, and Dongfang Lin standing in the air.

"Shaoyang is back!"

Zhuge Tingxue's face was full of excitement.

Dongfang Lin even stepped forward and patted Chu Shaoyang on the shoulder: "Brother Chu, you are finally back!"

"If you are one day later, you will miss the newcomer competition."

Chu Shaoyang glanced at the three people and said in surprise: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Your strength has improved again."

"Of course!"

Dongfang Lin laughed: "Under the personal guidance of Elder Nie, my swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds. Now I am at the second level of the Saint King Realm."

"Fei Yu has just been promoted to a Saint-level alchemist. He has become a saint in the way of alchemy and has refined a lot of pills. He has also made a lot of contributions."

"However, the one who has improved the fastest is Junior Sister Tingxue."

He looked at Zhuge Tingxue and said with a sly smile: "In order not to hold you back, Junior Sister Tingxue practices swordsmanship all day long."

"Now she has reached the level of Supreme Sword Heart Perfection, the third level of the Saint King Realm, much stronger than you!"

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at Zhuge Tingxue a few more times.

Zhuge Tingxue felt a little uncomfortable, her face slightly red: "Old Nie said that my natural sword body is extremely rare, but I don't know how to use it, it's simply a waste of nature."

"With Old Nie's guidance, I realized that my previous training was not worth mentioning at all."

She suddenly thought of something and looked at Chu Shaoyang in confusion: "Shaoyang, what realm are you in now?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled and said: "The twelfth level of the True Martial Realm."

The three were all shocked.

Dongfang Lin said with envy: "After the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, the difficulty of breaking through each level increases exponentially."

"I can only reach the eleventh level of the True Martial Realm, and I have no chance to break through the twelfth level, so I have to be promoted to the Holy King Realm."

"Compared with you, my talent is not worth mentioning at all."