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Yu Hong, who was behind Jian Feng, saw Niu Thirteen standing by the window with a dazed look on his face.

He was furious. Who was this fellow? Why did he have such poor eyesight?

If one of the famous Sage Devil Seven's swords were to approach him, he would not even know to let him pass. Staying in the middle of the road was simply courting death.

"Get out of the way!"

Yu Hong and Niu Thirteen shouted loudly.

At first, when Niu Thirteen saw that the people around him had quieted down, he saw Jian Feng and the others walk towards him aggressively.

Now, these people actually wanted to cut in line. It wasn't easy for him to get here, but these people actually wanted to cut in line.

The most important thing was to cut in line. If his attitude was a bit better, he might think of stepping aside due to his fellow sect members' friendship.

However, what was going on with these people? Why were they shouting at him?

He had to get out of the way and let them cut in line, but it was wrong of him not to let them in.

Was there even a need for justice? The person who cut in line was still confident and confident. The person who cut in line didn't allow them to make any mistakes.

"No!"

Although he was a newcomer, he still had his own principles. These people were trying to cut the line in an aggressive manner, and were even trying to act confident and confident.

"Hiss …"

A collective gasp could be heard from the crowd. Everyone was staring at Niu Thirteen in shock.

Who was this big brother of his? How could he be so powerful?

One of the Seven Sons of the Saint Devil sect, Jian Feng.

If it was them, let alone cutting the queue, they wouldn't even dare to object if the blade of the sword hit them.

Who would have thought that this big brother would be so fierce, he coldly rejected Jian Feng's offer.

"Ah, this big brother looks unfamiliar. Moreover, his cultivation is only at the late stage of the first level of Life, he can't be a newbie that just arrived yesterday, right?"

At this moment, a sharp-eyed person revealed Niu Thirteen's cultivation level. Everyone took a look and saw that it was indeed the truth.

Earlier, they didn't pay much attention to Niu Thirteen's cultivation. After all, randomly sizing up someone else's cultivation was a very rude act.

It could even arouse the displeasure of others. If it was serious, it could lead to a fatal disaster. There had once been an incident.

Some people looked at the cultivation of others, but that person was the one who was dissatisfied. That person killed him, so ordinary cultivators would not easily look at the cultivation of others.

However, right now, Niu Thirteen was in a unique situation. Almost everyone was sizing him up, and they soon discovered that his cultivation was indeed only at the late stage of the first level of the Longevity Realm.

Amongst the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the late stage of the first level of the Longevity Realm had the weakest cultivation. Usually, only the newcomers would have this cultivation.

He had been in the Sky Demon Martial School for more than a year, and the weakest of them all was at the early stage of the second stage of the Longevity Realm.

Now that his cultivation had been exposed, coupled with the fact that it was the day that the newbies reported him yesterday, he had reached the late stage of the first level of the Longevity Realm.

It was not difficult to guess his identity as a rookie.

Seeing that Niu Thirteen was actually a new disciple, Yu Hong became even angrier. He was the boss of the Saint Devil outer sect. The Saint Devil outer sect and inner sect both had their own branches.

He was the boss of the outer sect Saint Devil. Today, Jian Feng, one of the seven Saints, came to the mission hall. After he received the news, he came back without stopping.0

He wanted to show off his skills in front of the sword tip, and it would be best if he could be recognized by it.

In the future, once he entered the inner sect, his path would be easier, and he might even be able to hug Jian Feng's thigh.

But now, the blade of the sword had been blocked by a new disciple. The anger in his heart was enough to burn Niu Thirteen to death.

Also, just now, he thought that after reprimanding Niu Thirteen, he would scram with his face covered in dirt.

Wasn't this embarrassing him in front of the blade? It didn't matter if he lost face, but if the blade thought that his abilities were limited, then it would be terrible.

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