C210 Junior How dare You
C210 Junior How dare You
It was this person who challenged the old ancestor who loved her and severely injured the old ancestor, causing the old ancestor to suffer the pain of the Sword Qi, causing him to be in imminent danger. If it wasn't for this, the Chu Family wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation!
Now that they had met, it was truly a meeting of enemies. Their eyes were filled with envy!
"Eldest Miss, calm down. Calm down. . . " When Chu Ming heard this, he immediately became anxious. Regarding this white clothed sword cultivator, How could he not hate it? But at this moment. . . It wasn't the time to be impulsive. He could easily injure the old ancestor of his family. His strength was far from what they could imagine. Once they angered him, they would only be at a disadvantage!!
"Little kid, what, you want to take revenge on me?" The cold face of the middle-aged man in white slightly twitched, and a trace of a cat toying with a mouse flashed across his face.
"You. . . " A surging killing intent surged within Chu Bingxin's heart. If she also had the ability to kill with Yang Fann's gaze, the white clothed sword cultivator would have been sliced into thousands of pieces by him at this moment!
"Young miss, don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive! . . . " Chu Ming tried to persuade her. No matter how angry he was, he had to endure it. Otherwise, all of them would have to die here!
Although their fleet wasn't weak, and there were several Martial Master warriors guarding it, to A Peerless Swordsman, they were just a bunch of ants. It wouldn't take much effort for him to kill them.
"Hu. . . Hu. . . Chu Bingxin suppressed the anger in her heart. Her remaining rationality told her that this wasn't the time for her to act on impulse.
"Senior, I wonder why you stopped us?"
"Little child, you are quite shrewd!!" A bright light flashed from the sword light of the middle-aged man in white. He had such a cultivation base at such a young age. It was rare for him to have such a cultivation base at such a young age. He could take him into the Sect and cultivate him properly. It wasn't like he didn't have the chance to step into the High Level Martial Master in the future.
In the next moment. . .
The middle-aged man in white's face turned cold as he said, "Little kid, why did I come here? You should know very well why. Hand over the Spirit Transformation Grass and I'll spare your lives!! "
"That tiger, leopard, wolf, and jackal were found by you?" Suddenly, Chu Bingxin seemed to have understood something.
"Hmph! That bunch of trash is really useless. To think that I spent so much money to invite them. I can't even handle such a small matter, so I have to personally make a trip!!" When the white-robed middle-aged man heard this, Of course, he didn't want to lie to a group of ants that weren't even intermediate Martial Master. The sword cultivator of level 8, in this era where Patriarch Wu Hou was almost invisible. He was almost among the top experts, and he had his own pride. "Little kid, what do you think? Should I hand over the Spirit Transformation Grass or not?"
"Damn it!!"
Chu Bingxin bit her lower lip and her hands unconsciously clenched together. Her heart was filled with unwillingness. The Spirit Transformation Grass was related to the safety of her family's old ancestor. If the Spirit Transformation Grass could dissolve the Sword Qi in her body, she would not be able to hold on for long. Once something happened to his old ancestor, the Chu Family would be in danger. Liyang City wasn't a peaceful place. Many families wanted to replace the Chu Family. The only reason they could become the biggest family in Liyang City was because of the old ancestor, the number one expert of the Xianglong County. That was all!
Just now, she suspected that those few families had spent a large sum of money to hire the four Pirate Lords to snatch the Spiritual Transformation Grass from their hands!!
However, if they didn't hand it over, then the white-robed sword cultivator would definitely not let them off easily. In fact, it might even start a massacre!!
"Little kid, don't challenge my patience. Hand over the Spirit Transformation Grass at once. Otherwise, hmph!!" The middle-aged man in white raised his eyebrows, and a trace of impatience flashed across his face. If it wasn't for the fact that the Chu Family still had some uses for them, and the Sect wanted to subdue them for their own use, why would they need to go through so much trouble? Did they really think that Swordmaster, who had a cold face, Xiao Leng, wouldn't kill people?!
"What should we do now. . . What should we do. . . " It was a mess, and Chu Bingxin's heart was completely in a mess. Although the middle-aged man in white did not say it clearly, the meaning behind his words was obvious. If they did not hand over the Spirit Transformation Grass, everyone in the convoy would likely die immediately. However, this Spirit Transformation Grass was related to their old ancestor's life, and their old ancestor was the ultimate ruler of Chu Family. If they fell, they would at least give up the throne of the number one family in Liyang City. In the worst case, their Chu Family's thousand years of foundation could be destroyed!!
But very quickly, a trace of a bitter smile climbed onto her pretty face, "So what if I don't hand it over? When that Dark Star kills us, the Spirit Transformation Grass will still be unable to escape from his grasp! . . . "
Weaklings, sometimes, don't even have the right to choose. This is the sorrow of the weak!!
At this moment. . .
A slightly aged and hoarse voice rolled over from all directions, "What a good junior, to actually bully my junior. What a daring dog!!"
"Who is it? Come out!"
The previously majestic white-robed sword cultivator's expression suddenly changed. A deep sense of unease flashed across his deep sword eyes. His heart was immediately covered with a layer of gloominess. With his cultivation. . . He actually didn't notice anyone approaching him. The person who came was extremely powerful. It could be seen that he was at least a High Level Martial Master who wasn't much weaker than him. And the most terrifying thing was that if this person took advantage of the fact that he wasn't prepared at all. . . And if the opponent wanted to kill him, he wouldn't die even if he was alive right now. I'm afraid he's already severely injured!
With this thought, The cold-faced Swordmaster, Xiao Leng, immediately felt a lingering fear in his heart. Without realizing it, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead!
"Ah! It's the old ancestor! The Old Ancestor has come to save us!!!"
Compared to Xiao Leng's fear, Chu Bingxin and the others were immediately delighted. That was the joy of surviving a disaster. Although they had only heard that old and hoarse voice once, they were sure that they would never forget it for the rest of their lives!
The next moment. . .
Everyone looked at the white clothed sword cultivator with a gloating expression. Many of them looked at it as if they were looking at a dead person. It was as if they were saying, Bastard, you're dead this time!!
Although the white clothed sword cultivator was powerful, Chu Bingxin and the rest were clear about it. It was only a First High Level Martial Master, and it was even possible for it to have the cultivation of a Nine Heavens. One must know that on that day, he had fought dozens of rounds with his own old ancestor. He had just severely injured his old ancestor with a single sword strike, while his old ancestor had only barely entered the High Level Martial Master.
The old ancestor was the real Patriarch Wu Hou. A mere High Level Martial Master was like an ant on the ground in the old ancestor's hands. He could easily kill a large number of them with a single strike!
Right at this moment. . .
That ethereal voice that was filled with vicissitudes of life and resentment once again rolled over from all directions like a tide, "Junior, kneel down and kowtow to my junior obediently and admit your mistakes. Perhaps I can spare your dog life!!!"
"Mice who hides their heads and tails, do you dare to come out and fight me?" Endless killing intent flickered in Xiao Leng's eyes. It was like a great river, flowing without stopping. As the A Peerless Swordsman of level 8, his combat strength was comparable to the top expert of Jiu Empyrean Martial Master. In the Xianglong County and even within the three hectares of the Cloud Dragon Dao. . . When had he ever been humiliated like this? He was actually forced to kneel down and apologize to those ants! He had truly eaten the guts of an ambitious leopard. He was going to die. That rat had to die today. Only fresh blood could wash up the humiliation he had suffered today!!
"Junior, how dare you!"
A furious roar that sounded like the wrath of the Thunderlord and the roar of a god was heard.
In the next moment. . .
A terrifying spiritual force that made Xiao Leng despair instantly enveloped his entire body. In the face of that terrifying spiritual force, he only felt that he was so tiny. So weak, like an ant that could be easily killed on the ground, insignificant!
"Crack!"
Something seemed to have shattered. The sword intent was the Death Sword Intent that he had been training hard for dozens of years. Under the bombardment of the terrifying mental energy, it was completely crushed into pieces!
"Wah!"
Xiao Leng was seriously injured after his natal sword intent was destroyed. He looked up at the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood. Like a shooting star, he fell down from the sky like a falling star. . . .
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