I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

Shen Jun was instantly in a good mood.    

Although he didn't know why Wang Jingyu had a conflict with the Heye Sect.    

But this was good as well. At least he didn't have to deal with those small fries.    

It would be best if he could raze the Heye Sect to the ground tonight.    

As for the master and disciple meeting... He was not in a hurry.    

He was already in front of him, where else could he run to?    

After figuring this out, Shen Jun brought Wang Wu to a higher place and started to observe comfortably.    

At this moment, Wang Jingyu was standing on the mountain gate of Heye Sect, scanning the area below him.    

Across the entire Heye Sect, only Zheng Changyu, Sect Master Zheng, needed to be careful.    

The others didn't even have the qualifications to fight him.    

On the way here, Lee Hongyu had already told him all the information he had obtained from the soul search.    

In just two to three years, the Heye Sect had actually sent a total of eighteen teams to the Shen's Tomb!    

A dragon has a reverse scale, if it touches it, it will definitely become angry!    

And Master was where the reverse scale of their fellow disciples lay!    

Now that their Master's body is gone, the Heye Sect will definitely be responsible for it.    

"Who are you? How dare you disrespect the Sect Master?!"    

Soon, an old man stepped on a flying sword and flew out from the Heye Sect. He confronted Wang Jingyu in front of the mountain gate.    

"That's the Great Elder of the Heye Sect!"    

"He is a peak expert of the eighth level of the Great Saint realm, and his cultivation in the Sword Dao is even more astonishing. The magnificent feat of blocking a mountain and breaking a river a few years ago was the handiwork of this great man."    

"The eighth level of the Great Saint realm, this is really a Super Strong that stands at the top of the mountain."    

"That young man really doesn't know what to do. He came to the entrance of the Heye Sect and clamored. This time, he will have to bear the consequences."    

Facing the menacing Great Elder of the Heye Sect, Wang Jingyu didn't even bother to look at him. He just gave him a slight tip.    

"It's not your turn to die yet. Don't be impatient."    

"Arrogant son of a b * tch!" The Great Elder flew into a rage.    

He drew his sword out of its scabbard and slashed forward with the force of ten thousand kilograms!    

For a moment, the sound of whistling wind could be heard without end. He was indeed worthy of being a master of the eighth level of the Great Saint realm!    

"Ridiculous."    

Wang Jingyu sneered in disdain. He did not make any big movements. He just extended his right index finger and lightly pointed at the sword qi that was whistling over.    

The movement was very strong, but the movement was not small.    

A huge shadow of a finger swept across the sky and earth, smashing down like a small mountain!    

Boom!!    

The sword energy collided with the finger phantom, causing sand and stones to fly everywhere, stirring up a huge cloud of dust.    

The Great Elder's sword attack, which was filled with confidence, was instantly shattered by the finger!    

The difference in strength between the two of them was actually this exaggerated?!    

The finger phantom shattered the sword Qi, but its power did not decrease in the slightest as it continued to smash down towards the Great Elder.    

"How is this possible?!"    

The Great Elder roared in the air.    

He could feel a familiar aura from the gradually approaching phantom finger.    

The power of the God Stage Expert!    

This young man was actually on the same level as the Sect Master? He was also at the God Stage?!    

The Great Elder was so scared that his guts were about to explode. He actually dared to attack a God Stage warrior.    

But now, he didn't have the time to beg for mercy. Fleeing quickly was the right way.    

The Great Elder forcefully suppressed his surging blood and Qi. He held back a breath of foul air and quickly slashed out six or seven sword Qis, then immediately fled into the sect.    

"Still want to run?" Wang Jingyu laughed lightly and raised his finger again.    

In the night sky, another huge shadow of a finger appeared!    

Two shadows, one on the left and one on the right, smashed apart the sword Qi as easily as crushing dry weeds, and caught the Great Elder in the middle.    

Boom!    

The Great Elder had nowhere to run. He could only use his flesh and blood body to block this attack.    

When the dust settled, he saw a pit several meters deep on the ground. The Great Elder was lying in the deepest part of the pit, his clothes ragged. His face was covered in blood, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.    

Defeating or even killing an expert of the eighth level of the Great Saint realm with just two fingers?!    

Hiss...    

The crowd could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

Even a Great Sage of the eighth level died so miserably.    

Then this young man... could very possibly be a God Stage Expert?!    

No wonder he had such courage to come to the Heye Sect and clamored.    

Seeing that the matter was getting bigger and bigger, there was finally movement in the Heye Sect.    

Sect Master Zheng Changyu finally showed up with a group of experts from his sect.    

After seeing the face of the person, Zheng Changyu couldn't help but have a serious expression on his face.    

Why is it this master?!    

Zheng Changyu forced a smile on his face and cupped his fists, "So it's Wang Jingyu, Great Master Wang. May I know what brings you to our Heye Sect?"    

Everyone widened their eyes.    

What the f * ck?! It was Wang Jingyu?! That Divine Construction Master?!    

"Wang Jingyu?! The only person who entered Sainthood through building?!"    

"How could there be anyone else?! Eh... It's a pity that he is a devil cultivator. Otherwise, it would be the fortune of Human Race."    

" Why would a devil like him come here? "    

"Who knows? I'll be leaving first. This man isn't someone to be trifled with. If we really start a fight later, we might get caught up in it!"    

Upon hearing Wang Jingyu's name, many of the onlookers retreated in fear.    

And these discussions naturally fell into Shen Jun's ears.    

"Little Wang." Shen Jun asked curiously, "Why is it that Wang Jingyu is a devil cultivator? Is he a bad person?"    

"Senior Shen, you don't know him?" Wang Wu had a surprised look on his face.    

"I have been living in seclusion all year long, and I rarely hear about the affairs of the world." Shen Jun gave a random reason.    

"This is a super genius recognized by the world. He's the only person who has cultivated to the Great Saint realm through the Dao of architecture!"    

"What a pity. This man has extraordinary talent, but his disposition isn't good." Wang Wu sighed. "As the outstanding genius of Human Race, he built a tomb for the Demon Sovereign, built a city for the demon race, and even destroyed a sect!"    

"Although that's the case, in fact, this lord has contributed a lot to the Human Race. Plus, his talent is too terrifying. That's why the few holy lands didn't put him on the wanted list."    

So that's how it was.    

Shen Jun scratched his head awkwardly.    

So it was all because of him.    

But when did he become a Demon Lord?    

So, he wasn't really that bad after all!    

In the night sky, Wang Jingyu's body was filled with thick killing intent. He said bluntly, "Zheng Changyu, hand over the things you stole from Shen's Tomb. Your Heye Sect can still leave behind a trace of your inheritance."    

"Otherwise, everyone in the Heye Sect will die today!"    

These words were said with absolute certainty. There was no room for negotiation.    

Zheng Changyu's face quickly darkened. "Wang Jingyu, I will give you some face. I didn't expect you to be so fierce."    

"This is the base camp of Heye Sect. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"    

"How dare a man who majors in architecture talk nonsense in front of me?"    

Zheng Changyu had guessed that Wang Jingyu was probably here because of the Shen's Tomb. He originally wanted to deal with Wang Jingyu, but he could only delay it for a while.    

But now that it's like this, it's already torn apart in front of everyone.    

If he still didn't make a move, not to mention Zheng Changyu, the entire Heye Sect wouldn't be able to raise their heads!    

"Very good, very good." Wang Jingyu smiled hideously, "I was afraid that you would really agree to it. I won't be able to kill you to my heart's content."    

"Devil cultivators are extremely arrogant. Today, the Heye Sect will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens!" Up until now, Zheng Changyu still did not forget to pretend to be kind and put on the big hat of "punishing devil cultivators."    

"Go!"    

With a command, a total of seven Great Sage Stage elders rushed forward and surrounded Wang Jingyu in the middle.    

The eight of them were positioned in an orderly manner, and their auras were closely linked. Obviously, it was some kind of joint attack formation.    

"Bullying the young with numbers?" Wang Jingyu smiled disdainfully. "I am your ancestor!"    

After saying that, Wang Jingyu raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

Mechanical gears sounded one after another, and hundreds of black holes appeared at the bottom of the aircraft carrier.    

"Kill them for me!" Wang Jingyu's eyes were cold. "From today onwards, the Heye Sect will be removed from the world!"