As that arrogant voice resounded through the crowd, many gathered bone cultivators immediately stood up and made way for the owner of the voice.

It was precisely because of this person's arrival that the originally noisy crowd became much quieter in an instant.

"Brother, brother, what are you thinking about?"

"Make way quickly, don't you want to live?"

Feeling that the corner of his clothes was being pulled by someone, Gu Qingyang turned around and looked to his side. But at this moment, the person holding the corner of his clothes had an anxious look on his face.

As for other bone cultivators, they all chose to stay away from Gu Qingyang. While staying away from Gu Qingyang, there was also a cold look on the faces of these people.

"Brother, when you are under the eaves, you have to bow your head. It's better to bow your head."

"The person coming is Senior Brother Liu Changqingliu from the Twelfth Peak. That is not something you and I can provoke."

"Quickly make way for Senior Brother Liu, so that we can wait safely until the trial begins."

…

Gu Qingyang was speechless and remained motionless from beginning to end.

The person who held the corner of his clothes earlier had now let go of his clothes.

However, that person also started to stay away from him like everyone else.

But in the process of retreating, he also insisted on using words to persuade Gu Qingyang.

"Little brother, please get out of the way."

Finally, a hand was placed on Gu Qingyang's shoulder, and someone appeared with him.

The man was dressed in Tsing Yi, with black hair like a waterfall, skin as white as snow, and an even more handsome appearance.

This person is Liu Changqing, an inner disciple who was born in the Twelfth Peak, and is considered by many to be one of the people most qualified to compete for the top spot of Tianjiao.

Ordinary disciples would not dare to provoke such a person. Not to mention the gap in status, the gap in strength is also a world of difference.

It was precisely because this person was Liu Changqing that when a group of Liu Changqing's followers loudly cursed the way out, the cultivators dared not speak out in anger.

These people will also accept this oppression because of their own choices.

I felt strange when I saw Gu Qingyang not accepting this kind of oppression.

"Is this kid not crazy?"

"That's an inner disciple!"

"This son's life is over."

"I didn't expect to see such a good show."

…

The many bone cultivators present were all silent. But in fact, they had already greeted Gu Qingyang in their hearts.

They really couldn't figure out what was the reason that gave Gu Qingyang such confidence to dare to fight against an inner sect's genius.

"The road is so wide, can't you pass it?"

As expected, after Gu Qingyang's first words came out, many bone cultivators present were already in an uproar.

At that moment, many of them began to say wonderful. How many years has it been, how many years has there been no one like Gu Qingyang?

They can't remember clearly. Anyway, they themselves have never been such people.

At the same time, after hearing this, Liu Changqing's expression also changed slightly.

However, he still didn't say too many words after all, and just smiled silently.

After Liu Changqing reacted like this, several figures came slowly behind him and Gu Qingyang.

"Boy, you really don't know how to live or die."

"Today is the day when the sect's trial begins."

"My senior brother Fengliu is the person who was on the list of the last trial."

"According to the sect's rules, when the next trial begins, the top talent on the list must enter the venue according to the prescribed path."

"This move is to allow the younger generation of disciples to admire the grace of the geniuses on the list, thereby inspiring the ambitions of the younger generation."

"If it delays Senior Brother Liu's entrance, can you bear the responsibility? Humph, you are such a reckless person."

"Why don't you give way quickly!"

At the end of the day, it was clear that the followers had no patience with Gu Qingyang.

The last sentence was already a roar from one of the followers.

But when things developed to this extent, Gu Qingyang still remained calm.

Silence, followed by roaring, was complete silence!

Almost everyone present looked like they didn't dare to breathe.

They are ordinary disciples, ordinary bone cultivators. They do not want to offend the powerful.

Therefore, in just this moment, some of them already had a grudge against the ancient Qingyang.

They always feel that there would never have been so many things.

And what happened in front of me was obviously caused by Gu Qingyang.

"call--"

A breath of time passed, and the scene became completely silent.

At this moment, Liu Changqing took a deep breath and made a sound.

"bite--"

The sound of heavy breathing had not disappeared before a voice sounded in front of Gu Qingyang.

It was an extremely clear sound of gold and iron clashing, the sound of weapons colliding.

In fact, this was the sound of the follower's weapon colliding with Gu Qingyang's fingers.

"this--"

A stream of air flowed and circled along the follower's body.

An aura comparable to acquired oranges permeates and spreads over this place.

This kind of breath makes many people feel cold all over their bodies.

It was as if death was beside them, and if only a few more moments passed, they would step into the abyss of death.

At this moment, everyone onlookers exclaimed in their hearts that the person who took action was indeed a follower of the inner disciples.

Just a casual sword can actually make them feel like this.

However, how could such a sword be easily caught by that person?

The sun is extremely bright and brilliant. It reflects the world and also illuminates this land.

That sword was also shining brightly under the scorching sun.

But it was also between Gu Qingyang's two fingers, motionless.

"Just like this, you want to kill me?"

Gu Qingyang's face was expressionless, but his voice was surprisingly indifferent.

What made everyone tremble was that there was clearly no murderous intention in Gu Qingyang's voice.

However, just after Gu Qingyang said those words, they felt an endless sense of oppression.

"snort."

"bite--"

Just when the entire scene fell into a deadlock, Liu Changqing finally let out a cold snort.

And as this sound sounded, the sword that was easily clamped by Gu Qingyang also shattered in response to the sound. When it shattered, it killed Gu Qingyang!

This is Liu Changqing's killer move.

At this moment, Liu Changqing no longer wanted to drag it out any longer. He cared more about the opinions of the elders of the sect than the accusation of seriously injuring a fellow sect member.

He didn't want to delay his progress because of a stupid young man blocking his way. Although he could take a few more steps, just take a detour.

However, these few steps, in Liu Changqing's heart, were an insult to Liu Changqing. How could he be insulted by an ordinary disciple?

Therefore, he simply had the intention to kill.

He didn't care at all who Gu Qingyang was.

Now, he only wants Gu Qingyang to die immediately.

"bite--"

The sound was crisp and resounded here.

After a while, Gu Qingyang already had many wounds on his body.
To be continued...