After killing the system, he was bound to Zai's father again.

Yunyue's eyes swept across some hidden corners around the canyon.

"Ugly freak, you are still talking so much nonsense even when you are about to die. Where is Hua Wuting?"

One of them looked at Yunyue and spoke sinisterly.

Yun Yue turned her gaze towards him, glanced him up and down, and shook her head: "Do you know why you have the lowest cultivation level among so many people, only at the initial stage of Spiritual Venerable?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the relaxed figures of the thirty-six people were no longer relaxed.

The person whose cultivation level was pointed out by Yunyue said, "You clearly don't have any spiritual energy in your body, so how can you tell my cultivation level?"

Yunyue: "Not only can I see yours, I can also see all of you."

As she spoke, she pointed at these people one by one, and said, "You are number one, the initial level of Spirit Saint, you are number two, the initial level of Spirit Saint, you are number three, the intermediate level of Spirit Saint, you are number four, the high level of Spirit Lord... you are number thirty-five, the initial level of Spirit Immortal."

Finally, she pointed at the person at the beginning and said, "You, number 36, have the lowest cultivation level, the initial stage of Spiritual Venerable."

No. 36 didn't expect that Yun Yue not only told everyone's cultivation level, but also specifically pointed him out again at the end to humiliate him.

His eyes stared at Yunyue like a venomous snake: "You are so brave. You dare to number us when you are about to die."

Yun Yue: "It's because there are so many of you and you didn't introduce yourselves. I can only give you numbers to distinguish you. Otherwise, I can't call you 'this shorty', 'that fat guy', 'that beginner Spiritual Master'. It's so rude."

"It's not necessarily a good thing for a little girl to be sharp-tongued." The man numbered 33 by Yunyue, who had the cultivation level of a spiritual immortal, spoke up.

He should be quite old, and his voice sounds a little old, but he is a spiritual immortal after all, so his voice, although old, is deep and powerful.

He looked at Yunyue and advised, "But we are too lazy to bother with you. Tell us where Hua Wuting is and we will spare you. Otherwise, you will probably die here today."

"Although you said you were married to Hua Wuting yesterday, husband and wife are birds of the same forest. When disaster strikes, they fly away separately. You are still young, and it is not worth it for you to offend us for him."

"You were able to pacify the five regions, which shows that you are capable and don't need to rely on him at all."

Yun Yue looked at him and said, "Old man, it is unprecedented for a killer to be as skilled as you."

"Since you are advising me, I will also advise you. As an old man who is about to be buried, you should stay out of the affairs of young people and don't say too much. At your age, you should educate your children and grandchildren at home. If you run out and do bad things, aren't you afraid of not having a good end?"

"And I have to tell you one more thing. As long as I'm here today, you won't be able to find Hua Wuting."

Number 33 was furious at what Yun Yue said, "Since you want to die, I will grant your wish."

"Number 36, go, kill her."

Number 36: “…” This is how we start calling people by this number, right?

While No. 36 was hesitating, a yellow light burst out from the bottom of the canyon, and Yunyue turned her head to look over.

This is Hua Wuting successfully absorbing the evil earth bead.

"Hua Wu Ting is there!" said No. 36.

Number 33: "Don't worry about this stinky girl, go kill Hua Wuting."

As Yun Yue turned her wrist, a long sword appeared in her hand. The long sword slashed down, leaving a sword mark between her and these people.

"As long as I'm here, none of you will be able to get past this place today."

No. 36: "Humph! You little ant, you don't know your own capabilities."

After saying that, he casually sent a stream of spiritual power towards Yunyue, and flew up, trying to pass over Yunyue's head.

Unfortunately, he had just flown two or three meters off the ground when he heard the sound of a sword breaking through the air.

The sound did not sound threatening at all, and it might not even tear the clothes he was wearing.

No. 36 was mocking the man for overestimating his own abilities and wanted to just raise his hand to stop him.

The next moment, hot blood splattered on the faces of the people around him.

The hot mucus seeping through the cloth on their faces made these people feel a chill in their hearts.

No. 36 didn't even have time to scream before the sword cut off his arm and cut his neck.

Blood was gushing from his neck, and he died with horror and disbelief in his eyes.

Now the remaining thirty-five people finally remembered through the death of No. 36 the thing that had made them alert just now but which they ignored in the end.

Why can Yun Yue tell their cultivation level at a glance?

Number One: "You vicious woman, you just gave us numbers on purpose to divert our attention and make us underestimate your strength, so that you could attack us unexpectedly. You are so scheming."

Yun Yue laughed out loud: "It's obviously you who are arrogant and think that I am just an insignificant ant from the bottom of your heart. You can't stand the ants in your eyes giving you numbers, so you are easily distracted by this matter."

As he spoke, a black light suddenly appeared behind him.

Number Two shouted, "Why are you still talking so much? Don't you realize she is stalling for time? Hurry up and do it!"

After saying that, he took action first.

Soon after, others also started to move.

Yun Yue looked at the people attacking her, her expression remained calm, and she made a sword flower with the long sword in her hand.

"Bang!" The sound of cups breaking.

Everyone in the Taiji Hall looked at Xiao Baiyun, and when they saw that she had just accidentally knocked over the teacup, they quickly turned their gaze back to the jade bracelet.

That’s right, everything in the competition canyon is being watched by everyone through the jade bracelets.

Xiao Baiyun's hands were shaking as he watched so many people besieging Yunyue, and he accidentally knocked over the cup.

She grabbed Hua Mingcheng, her eyes reddened: "What should we do with Yunyue? There are so many people, where is Wuting? Why should we remove the poison at this time..."

Many people were worried about Yunyue like Xiao Baiyun, but Yunyue, who was at the center of the siege, was able to handle it with ease.

Not only that, the sword in her hand has already scratched many people.

Although it was unclear at first, after a while many people noticed that something was wrong.

These thirty-five people besieged Yunyue, but she was not at a disadvantage. Instead, these thirty-five people had more wounds on their bodies.

And from the torn places on their clothes, it can be seen that Yunyue cut those places on purpose.

Because the black scarves on these people's heads are about to fall off.

The Divine Pavilion also looked at the head of the Zuo family and others in the canyon through the jade in his hand, and naturally saw Yunyue's purpose.

Patriarch Zuo: "She did it on purpose. We must not let her do this!"

"Quick, send people to the canyon quickly! Send more people, including high-level Spirit Immortals and above. We must kill this Yunyue."

Everyone watching the fight could see what was going on, and the thirty-five people who took part in the fight could also feel that Yun Yue was clearly playing a trick on them.

Facing these thirty-five people, she was able to remain undefeated.

No. 33: "Who are you? Why can you fight against so many of us by yourself without any spiritual power?"

Yunyue: "You'll know when you die."

The sword turned, and the scarf fell off the face of No. 8 who was standing in the front.

Yun Yue glanced at his face and said, "Since your face has been exposed, I will send you away first."

After saying this, he struck the sword in the throat.

She drew her sword so quickly that only a fleeting afterimage could be seen.

Number 8 is dead. He was a high-level spiritual saint, but was killed by Yun Yue's light sword.

The remaining thirty-four people were still in fear and looked at Yunyue as if they were looking at a monster.

They watched Yunyue take a step towards them, and then they all took a step back.