The Pavilion Master frowned, looking extremely angry, and angrily shouted to the attendant following behind him: "How could such a ridiculous thing happen! Why don't you go and check it out?"
"yes."
After a while, an old man who looked like a butler came up respectfully with a hunched back and an account book in his hands.
He turned to a page in the account book, whispered a few words into the Pavilion Master's ear, glanced at Tian Yu with a strange expression, then stepped aside and bowed his head in silence.
The Pavilion Master's eyebrows twitched when he looked at the name on the account book, and he handed the account book to Tian Yu with a forced smile.
"Elder Tianyu, this is the account book of my Seven Killing Pavilion and my employer. My Seven Killing Pavilion has always been paid for doing things. In this case, your Qingyun Sect's disciples took the initiative to find the Seven Killing Pavilion and wanted to assassinate Sheng He for thirty high-quality spirit stones... that is, your disciples. My Seven Killing Pavilion sent out two groups of assassins, but they failed to complete the task. Until now, we have not even received the reward for the task. I am afraid that..."
The Pavilion Master did not say anything else, his meaning had been made very clear, it was the disciples of your Qingyun Sect who had started the internal strife, and my Qisha Pavilion was only following the rules and taking money to do the job. The real culprit was the disciples of your Qingyun Sect, and it had nothing to do with my Qisha Pavilion.
If you want to seek revenge or vent your anger for your apprentice, then go find the disciples of Qingyun Sect. My Qisha Pavilion lost our wife and soldiers, not only did we not get the bounty, but we were also smashed and looted. My Qisha Pavilion is also a victim.
Tianyu knocked on the table with a calm expression on his face. He naturally understood what the Pavilion Master meant, but so what?
Sheng He is his apprentice. As a master, he naturally has to stand up for his apprentice when she is bullied. He doesn't care who the culprit is.
He will not let anyone who bullies Sheng He go.
"Isn't there Jiang Xuanli? I heard that Jiang Xuanli also sent people to assassinate Sheng He?"
"Yes, but Jiang Xuanli is dead. The debt is settled when a person dies. We in the Seven Killing Pavilion can only consider ourselves unlucky."
"Oh, I see."
Tianyu looked at the words "Wu Yan" on the account book and nodded thoughtfully.
Upon seeing this, the Pavilion Master immediately said, "Since this matter has nothing to do with our Seven Killings Pavilion, Elder, please take your time..."
"Who said it has nothing to do with it?" Tian Yu leaned on the carved pearwood chair with his legs crossed, smiling like a dandy. "I said, my apprentice's sword was broken and she was bullied. I came to seek justice for her."
"Either you hand over the assassins you sent, or..."
"You, the Seven Killing Pavilion, can disappear from today onwards."
Before Tian Yu finished his words, without any warning, the roof of the Qisha Pavilion hall was neatly cut in half, and the roof slid down and finally collapsed with a loud bang.
The sunlight shone in from the roof, and several killers who were squatting on the roof stood aside in a daze.
Tianyu was still leaning on the stool jokingly, gently waving the folding fan in his hand.
The Pavilion Master gritted his teeth. Bricks and tiles fell from behind him, and the splashing broken tiles hit his back, but he dared not make a sound.
He single-handedly established the Seven Killings Pavilion. Outsiders who met him all respectfully called him Pavilion Master. He had never been threatened like this before.
But the man in front of him was from the Qingyun Sect, and his cultivation was unfathomable. I'm afraid no one in the Seven Killing Pavilion could compete with him. He had been in the martial arts world for so many years, and he still understood the principle of knowing when to act. It was a pity that Old Seven...
Forget it, he couldn't really bear to see the Seven Killing Pavilion destroyed in his hands.
He waved his hand, and immediately a servant came forward.
"Go and call Old Seven."
"yes!"
After a long time, a woman dressed in black and holding two short blades finally arrived.
"Brother, you are looking for me."
The Pavilion Master did not speak, but Tianyu looked at the woman with great interest.
"These two short blades are good. Did you break Ao Shuang?"
Ao Shuang?
Lao Qi frowned and looked at Tian Yu in confusion. The next moment, before she could react, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her wrist.
Old Seven looked down and saw that the two short blades in her hands were broken into pieces, and the meridians in her wrists were severed, with bright red blood gushing out.
She widened her eyes, her dark pupils fixed on the man in front of her.
"you!"
She immediately took a step forward to seek revenge, but the Pavilion Master standing next to her held her tightly.
Tianyu stood up slowly, waving his folding fan, and paused slightly when passing by the Pavilion Master.
"She destroyed Xiao He's sword, and I destroyed her life-defining magic weapon and both her hands. It's fair."
"As for what you said about Jiang Xuanli's death, I accept that. I will deal with the disciples in Qingyun Sect. However, Pavilion Master, if there are assassins from the Seven Killing Pavilion who dare to touch my people in the future, I am not sure if I will be so fair."
"Yes, yes." The Pavilion Master responded quickly, "Don't worry, Elder. It was all the fault of the people below. Such things will never happen again in the future."
Tianyu chuckled, said nothing, and left.
Not until Tianyu's figure disappeared did the Pavilion Master hold up Lao Qi's hands, which were bleeding profusely. There was still a sharp sword energy remaining in her wounds, which not only prevented the healing of her meridians, but also completely isolated the spiritual energy at the wounds. Even his treasured eighth-grade Ziyuan Pill was powerless to save her.
Her hands were completely useless.
"Who is that? Big Brother, why didn't you kill him just now? You let him humiliate me like this in the pavilion!"
The seventh sister bit the soft flesh on her lips in humiliation. She had practiced for more than two hundred years and finally broke through to the Nascent Soul stage. Now, not only was her life magic weapon destroyed, but she couldn't even lift a knife. How could she not hate it!
The Pavilion Master just sighed quietly: "It's not that I don't want to, but there are only a few elders in the Sword Peak of Qingyun Sect, and none of them can be offended by us. Seventh sister, let's admit defeat."
Admit defeat?
Lao Qi's eyes suddenly became deep. She moved her wrists and instantly felt bursts of sharp pain in her wrists. The palms of her hands lost all feeling.
Her hand is just broken!
How could she admit defeat!
Qingyun Sect, Tianyu, Shenghe, she remembered them all!
One day, she will pay it back a hundredfold!
…
“Boom boom boom!”
There was a knock on the door. Sheng He slowly opened her eyes. Before she could get out of bed, the door of the cabin was pushed open.
Mu Yao walked in carelessly carrying a few fresh fish that she had just caught.
"Xiao He, I heard that the Discipline Department disciples arrested an outer disciple yesterday and are going to interrogate him in public in the square today! Let's go and join in the fun!"
"Okay, then what did this disciple do wrong? Why do we have to interrogate him in public?"
Sheng He walked over to Mu Yao and watched her skillfully use her spiritual power to scrape the scales and remove the internal organs of the fish, then slowly roast it over a low fire. In just a few moments, the aroma of roasted fish wafted through the room.
"I heard that he was killing his fellow disciples."