"There's no need to ridicule the Demiurge-Flawed Ten. I think the reason why the Residence of Nine Supremes set up by the Demiurge-Flawed Ten is probably because … there's another person who knows his place and doesn't dare to call himself 'Supremacy'. It can be seen that there are still smart people among the Demiurge-Flawed Ten. They know how to judge the situation and what they're capable of. The other people's foolish actions really shouldn't be criticized.
However, the nine people in front of us are the group of fools who don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. "
A middle-aged man in green walked out slowly, his voice full of contempt.
"Sect Leader Master said that our cultivation base is not enough and we're not qualified to go to the fifth heaven, but in my opinion, even the Demiurge-Flawed Ten can go. How can we be worse than them? Master and the others are making a fuss over a minor issue."
Another man said sarcastically.
"Nonsense, Master is weighing the general situation and knows the level of the combat power in the battle of the Celestial Luck Banner. We are stronger than those good-for-nothings, but we're really not qualified to participate in the battle. Otherwise, won't we be on the same level as those who overestimate themselves?"
Another person said in a mocking tone.
How could Yun Yang not understand what was going on?
Everything in front of him was just a group of people who had been eliminated by their own sect after all the elites of Illusory Sword Sect had gone to participate in the battle of the Celestial Luck Banner. They were unwilling to accept it and were waiting here for the ordinary sects that had not gone there yet.
The intention of this group of people was obvious. The so-called money for the passage was just an excuse. Their real purpose was nothing more than to prove themselves by intercepting the relatively weak participating sects. If they could succeed, they could also reduce an opponent for their own sects that were going to participate in the battle.
Yun Yang had to admit that it was a good plan.
Yun Yang said faintly, "They dared to jump out and even mentioned your master's name … Who in our sect is going to pay the toll?"
Before Sun Mingxiu and others could speak, Hu Xiaofan had already jumped out and said, "Master, Master, let this disciple pay for the passage."
Before Yun Yang could reply, Hu Xiaofan had already jumped out as if he was afraid that someone else would rob him.
At the side, Lin Xiaorou clutched her pocket tightly, her face full of reluctance as she said, "I really have to pay for the road … Can't I pay less? I only have two pieces of high-grade spiritual jade in my pocket … and they were saved up with great difficulty."
Bai Yexing did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You don't really think Master is going to pay, do you?"
Just as he was speaking, he heard Hu Xiaofan's arrogant voice, "Toll money? That's not a problem. I don't dare to say anything else, but I have plenty of money here! Tens of thousands of top-grade and top-grade spirit jades are in my bag. As long as any of you little thieves can defeat me, I will guarantee that all of you will not have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of your lives, all the way to the Saint Monarch level! Hurry up and come out and spar with this young master. What's the use of that mouth of yours? "
When the people on the other side heard this, they all flew into a rage. One of them angrily rebuked, "You're just a kid who's still wet behind the ears, yet you dare to challenge me? I … "
Hu Xiaofan interrupted and said, "Don't! You don't have to waste time telling me your name. I already know your name, as well as everyone else's. "
"What?" The man asked in confusion.
Hu Xiaofan burst out laughing with his hands on his hips. "Corpses!"
He threw his head back and laughed. "Those who insult my Master and the Residence of Nine Supremes are sentenced to death!"
The man was stunned for a moment before he reacted and roared, "Little thief, you're courting death!"
Before his voice could fade away, he had drawn his weapon and charged forward with a murderous aura.
It was a pity that Hu Xiaofan was faster. As soon as the man finished speaking, he had already drawn his sword and charged at the enemy head-on.
As soon as Hu Xiaofan drew his sword, there seemed to be a sudden rumble of wind and thunder in the air, and the whole space was plunged into a brief moment of darkness.
The leader of the group on the other side cried out in alarm when he saw this and warned, "Retreat!"
It was a pity that his warning was too late!
When Hu Xiaofan struck with his sword, the person on the opposite side only had time to see the dazzling brilliance for a moment. His eyes seemed to have been illuminated by the strong light, falling into an atmosphere of temporary blindness. His mind also became chaotic and hazy because of this, he could not even think of what kind of move he wanted to use to deal with it. His whole person was panicking and confused. He actually became timid before the battle, and was in a mess.
Fortunately, he only maintained this state for a moment, for he felt a chill on his neck and all the negative senses disappeared!
He had lost all his senses. He had completely lost his consciousness, so of course, he could not feel anything anymore.
Puff!
Blood splattered.
There was a faint smile on Yun Yang's face. Hu Xiaofan's battle this time was commendable, but the cleanliness was more than enough.
Hu Xiaofan reached out and caught the head that had flown away accurately in his hand. He asked nonchalantly, "Is this enough to pay for the road?"
The leader turned pale and asked in a trembling voice, "Who … who are you?"
Hu Xiaofan looked up and said, "I'm Hu Xiaofan, the second disciple of the Residence of Nine Supremes' Central Peak. Who else wants to pay for the road?"
"Are you a seed disciple who is going to participate in the battle of the Celestial Luck Banner?" the man asked.
Suddenly, there was a wave of fear and absurdity in his heart.
'Is this the disciple of the Demiurge-Flawed Ten?
Why … why is this so dreamy? '
Hu Xiaofan sneered. "Nonsense! Are you the next one who wants to collect the road?"
The man on the other side shuddered more and more, cold sweat dripping down his back. His voice was unprecedentedly weak. "This … this is a misunderstanding. We …"
Hu Xiaofan burst out laughing. "Misunderstanding? Only the strong are respected in the martial world. How can there be any misunderstanding? I'm just asking you, do you still want the road money? "
The man immediately said, "No, no, no! We dare not! It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding …"
Hu Xiaofan's eyes widened. "Misunderstanding? I just said it's not a misunderstanding. Do you think I'm talking nonsense? Now … pay me the road money. Are you going to pay or not? "
Behind him, Cheng Jiajia's eyes were filled with confusion. "What is Xiaofan talking about? Why does he want to collect the road money?"
Sun Mingxiu smiled and said, "Previously, when they asked us for the road money, they were referring to this mountain road. But now, when Hu Xiaofan asks them for the road money, he is asking them for the way to live. Both are the road money, but the meaning is different. But in the end, the strong are respected, and the strength speaks. "
Yun Xiuxin's eyes flashed with understanding. "Yes, the strong are respected, and the strength speaks."
In the field, Hu Xiaofan roared, "If you don't want to pay, I don't want it either! Then, give me your life! "
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