Imperial Demon Slayer Division

After hearing Gu Yan's words, the disciples were relieved and quickly turned into streams of light and fled down Shengzi Peak.

Gu Yan looked at these people fleeing in a panic, his eyes filled with disgust, and said coldly

"When I was in the lower world, if any of my demon slayers were so cowardly that they dared not even fart when seeing their colleagues being killed, I would have killed them myself."

Zhan Ying knew that Gu Yan was talking to him, so he walked behind Gu Yan and said

"Your Highness, please don't misunderstand. Song Juhan usually relies on his status as a true disciple and his cultivation at the peak of the Chui Tian Realm to bully the disciples in the Holy Land. He often bullies disciples who are weaker than him, and his followers are all people like him."

Gu Yan understood what Zhan Ying meant. After all, Wanfa Holy Land was one of the top forces of the human race. Most of the disciples in the sect were outstanding people. People like Song Juhan were always a minority.

Gu Yan turned around, put his hands behind his back and walked towards the Holy Womb, saying as he walked.

"Go to the palace where Song Juhan lives and find out if the servant is still there. If he is, bring him back."

Zhan Ying nodded slightly and clasped his fists.

"Leader!"

Song Juhan arranged for someone to go undercover in the Holy Palace, and then he went to the door to provoke him. Gu Yan killed him, and there was nothing wrong with it.

However, in order to prevent someone from causing trouble, it is better to bring back Song Juhan's attendant as soon as possible.

Gu Yan was afraid of unnecessary trouble, so Song Juhan sent someone to undercover in the Holy Palace in advance, and he had to hold the evidence in his own hands.

……

On the Qianyun Peak, those people in the hall where Song Juhan lived were looking forward to it, waiting for their Senior Brother Song to defeat the Saint who came from the lower world and severely kill the Saint's prestige.

"I don't know what the Great Elder was thinking. He actually chose a barbarian from the lower world as the Holy Son."

"That's right, that's right, he's just a lucky guy, not worthy of being the Holy Son of the Wanfa Holy Land"

At this time, a disciple rolled his eyes and came over with a mysterious look on his face and said

"Hey? Tell me, how many moves can that Saint Son last against Senior Brother Song?"

A tall young disciple with a rebellious look said in a cold voice

"Hmph! Although Senior Brother Song is not particularly outstanding among the true disciples, and is not as good as those perverts in the Sword Hall, Moon Hall and other halls, he is still not someone that a barbarian can deal with."

"In my opinion, within ten moves at most, that Saint Son will be beaten to a pulp by Senior Brother Song."

After this disciple finished speaking, he was echoed by all the other disciples.

"Brother Chen is right. A barbarian from the lower realm is not qualified to compete with Brother Song."

"Haha, will that barbarian be beaten by Senior Brother Song and flee back to the lower realm to claim the throne?"

"Hahaha, maybe he's already packed up his things, preparing to sneak away."

Just as everyone was laughing, an extremely powerful aura suddenly appeared a thousand meters away from Qianyun Peak and quickly approached the direction of the hall.

The tall, unruly disciple named Chen, after sensing the powerful aura approaching rapidly, stood up and said loudly in the direction of the person coming.

"This is Qianyun Peak, the dojo of the true disciple Senior Brother Song. You are not allowed to approach without an invitation!"

As soon as the disciple surnamed Chen finished speaking, a strong wind came and hit him hard on the face before he could react, knocking out all his white teeth.

It was not until the disciple surnamed Chen flew backwards and crashed into the depths of the hall that the other disciples could see the appearance of the person coming.

"War Eagle!"

"Isn't he from the Sword Hall? Why is he here at Qianyun Peak?"

"I don't know. It looks like something went wrong. Could it be that Senior Brother Song accidentally killed the Holy Son?"

"Shh, shut up!"

After the figure of the war eagle slowly landed in the hall, he glanced coldly at the disciples, releasing all the powerful aura of the Saint Realm, shocking the disciples so much that they could not even speak.

"Humph!"

"Song Juhan was disrespectful and offended the Holy Son. He has been killed by His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

"In addition, His Royal Highness the Saint asked me to tell you that there is a large open space outside the Saint's Palace, which is large enough to hang the heads of many disciples."

Zhan Ying's words frightened all the disciples.

It was only at this moment that they realized that the Holy Son could fight his way all the way from the lower realm to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws. How could he be an easy person to deal with? How could they, the disciples who practiced in the ivory tower, be able to deal with him?

It's a pity that Song Juhan didn't understand until he died.

War Eagle spread his consciousness, covering the entire hall, and carefully searched for the servant's trace.

Yesterday, Zhanying remembered the breath of every servant, so he immediately pulled him out of the palace.

"Got you"

War Eagle stretched out one hand and pulled back violently. A young man shot out of the hall like a cannonball and landed steadily in War Eagle's hands.

At this moment, the attendant was so frightened by the war eagle that he was pissing and shitting.

Zhan Ying looked at the servant in his hand and sneered

"Song Juhan, this idiot, actually kept you here"

If Song Juhan killed the attendant with a palm strike, leaving no evidence, and the elders behind him refused to admit that they had sent an undercover agent to Gu Yan, it might really bring some trouble to Gu Yan.

But Song Juhan was too arrogant, thinking that he was no match for him, and misjudged Gu Yan's character, which resulted in the death of a true disciple at Gu Yan's hands.

……

Just after Zhan Ying brought the attendant back to the Holy Palace, the news that Gu Yan had killed Song Juhan quickly spread.

The disciples of the Wanfa Holy Land had never expected that this Saint's methods would be so cruel.

Some of the true disciples who were originally eyeing the position of the Holy Son also suppressed their restless hearts after this incident.

Inside Huiyang Peak, Mo Ziyuan stood in a peach forest, picking peach blossoms from the trees while listening to the report from the man in black behind him.

"Oh? That Saint directly crushed Song Juhan to death?"

The man in black nodded and said

"That's right, the murderous aura that the Saint Son exuded was too terrifying. I just looked at him from afar, but I felt a chill in my heart."

Mo Ziyuan picked the last peach blossom and put it in the flower basket in his hand. He turned around and said

"His Royal Highness the Saint Son was born in the lower world's demon-slaying department. He fought his way out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses with the help of the sword in his hand and the lightning in his palm. Naturally, he is not easy to deal with."

"We'd better not provoke him."

When the man in black heard what Mo Ziyuan said, he showed a surprised expression on his face and said

"From what you said, you are giving up the position of Holy Son?"

Mo Ziyuan just chuckled twice and did not answer the man in black.

After putting the peach blossom into the space ring, he walked towards his palace.

The man in black looked at Mo Ziyuan's departing back with a complicated expression, sighed softly, said nothing, and then his figure quickly faded and disappeared into the peach forest.