The cold light receded and the blood mist gradually dissipated. The three bandits had turned into a pool of blood on the ground. Looking at Yue Qianchou who was standing with his hands behind his back, everyone shuddered. This was clearly a murderous demon. The thick smell of blood left a deep mark in everyone's heart.
"Fu Qing." Yue Qianchou called out. The person who was called let out an "ah" and moved over with trembling legs. His chin trembled as he said, "Eldest … Eldest Young Master."
Yue Qianchou glanced at him and frowned. He shouted, "What are you afraid of? How can you guard the door of my Yue Clan with this kind of behavior? Stand properly. "
"Yes, yes, Eldest Young Master." Fu Qing tried his best to suppress his trembling body.
"Arrange for people to surround this place. Without my permission, none of the Yue Clan's relatives are allowed to leave." As he spoke, a sword appeared in Yue Qianchou's hand and he handed it to him. He said, "Hold this well. If anyone dares to barge in, kill them with this sword."
Seeing him holding the sword in a daze, Yue Qianchou shouted again, "If anyone dares to barge in, kill them without mercy! If you dare to let even one person go, I will take your head. Do you understand? "
"Understood, understood." Fu Qing hurriedly nodded his head. All the relatives looked at each other in dismay, but no one dared to object. The patriarch and his son's faces were ashen.
Yue Qianchou faced his father and bowed. He said, "Father, please wait a moment. I will go to the Octagon Village to bring my brother back. It won't be long before the truth is revealed."
Yue Changgui nodded and said, "Go! Come back quickly. Don't let the relatives wait too long. "
"Yes, Father." Yue Qianchou bowed respectfully. The long sword behind him shot out with a "qiang" sound and carried him away like a ray of light.
Instantly, everyone in the courtyard was dumbfounded. That leisurely flying celestial being was fortunately seen by a group of ordinary people. Someone immediately exclaimed, "Heavens! Big brother is a sword immortal … "
"Ah! Sword immortal … "All the relatives whispered to each other. Yue Changgui was so excited that he was trembling slightly. He had told his son to go and come back quickly, but he didn't expect that he would use such a shocking method. Did he say something wrong? Sigh! Why did he say go and return quickly?! One must know that a sword immortal would never show his true appearance in front of mortals! Ai! My son is no longer an ordinary person. I was too abrupt!
Fu Qing looked at the sword in his hand with a face full of surprise. Today, he was fortunate enough to be bestowed a sword by a Sword Immortal. This was a blessing that he had cultivated for eight lifetimes! He held the sword with both hands and walked over to Yue Zhanggui. He asked respectfully, "Master, what should this lowly one do?"
Yue Zhanggui stared at the sword in his hand and couldn't help but reach out to take it. He turned it over and over in his hand and examined it, causing the other clan members to look at it with envy. Yue Changgui stood up from his chair and pulled out the sword. The sword was blue like autumn water. Under the sunlight, the sharp blade glowed with envy. Yue Zhanggui stood up from his chair and pulled out his sword with a 'shua' sound. The blade of the sword was as clear as autumn water. Under the sunlight, the sharp edge of the sword was glowing.
"Good sword … It's really a good sword!" All the relatives kept praising it. In fact, they couldn't tell if it was a good sword or not. They mainly thought that it was something from a sword immortal. How could it be bad? In addition, the sword looked so beautiful, so they naturally concluded that it was a good sword. This sword was personally refined by Yue Qianchou, and there were many more in Utopia. As he could only control a hundred flying swords, these were all in stock. However, compared to the treasured swords of the mortal world, this flying sword of the Dharma artifact level was incomparable in terms of workmanship and material.
Yue Changgui put the sword back into its scabbard and handed it to Fu Qing. "This isn't an ordinary sword. It's the Eldest Young Master's flying sword. Since the Eldest Young Master has already given you the authority, just do as he says. You can mobilize all the servants in the residence. Go!"
The moment he said this, all the servants looked at Fu Qing with envy. Some of the unmarried maids looked at Fu Qing with splendor in their eyes.
"Yes!" Fu Qing retreated. He never thought that a servant guarding the door would have such great authority. This thing was not inferior to an imperial sword! Thinking of the Eldest Young Master's words, he didn't dare to delay. He hurriedly mobilized people and surrounded all the relatives.
Yue Qianchou still had some impression of the Octagon Village's location. After leaving the Yue Residence, it only took him a few moments to find the Octagon Village's hideout in a mountainous area that was a hundred miles away. He landed on the sword and immediately caused a commotion in the hideout.
Yue Qianchou sized up the village. It was built on the basis of danger. It was indeed a good place that was easy to defend and hard to attack. It was no wonder that even the authorities couldn't take it down. He squinted his eyes and stared at the signboard at the main entrance of the stronghold. On it were the words "Juyi Hall". He snorted in his heart. It seemed like robbers liked to use this gimmick. At this moment, a group of people came out of the hall. All of them were holding shining swords and spears. Needless to say, the burly man in the middle was the leader of the bandit hideout. The man was stunned when he saw Yue Qianchou.
Yue Qianchou was also stunned when he saw him. The burly man was wearing the same clothes as him. It was the standard clothes of the Supporting Immortal Island. After a closer look, he was astonishingly at the tenth level of the Qi Refinement Realm. The man excitedly strode over and kowtowed. He said, "Liu Li greets senior. Senior has come here, but … but the sect wants …"
He was so excited that he couldn't continue speaking. The group of bandits behind him were also dumbfounded.
Yue Qianchou was stunned again. He immediately understood everything. So this guy was also an unlucky person who was chased out of the Supporting Immortal Island. No wonder the second leader knew a little about the cultivation world. Looking at this guy's expression, he probably thought that the Supporting Immortal Island wanted to call him back. Wishful thinking!
"I was wondering who was causing trouble here. So it was the abandoned disciple of the Supporting Immortal Island! You actually dared to wear the clothes of the Supporting Immortal Island. You really don't want to live! "Yue Qianchou snorted.
The man kowtowed again. "Senior, please forgive me. After I left the Supporting Immortal Island, I really didn't know how to survive. I could only bring a group of people to become bandits."
Yue Qianchou thought about it. A disciple who wasn't even at the foundation establishment stage couldn't even be compared to a martial arts expert. Moreover, most of them had lost contact with the outside world since they were young. They knew nothing about survival. Ling Feng and the others were also at a loss when they were just chased out. Like Guan Yu, he ended up pretending to be a Daoist in a Daoist temple to swindle people. Thinking about this, his anger dissipated a lot. He said in a deep voice, "You are Liu Li right? Get up! I'm not here to catch up with you. Where is the kidnapped kid in the Yue Residence? "
Liu Li quickly got up and pointed to the horse pen. "That kid is locked up there."
"You didn't do anything to him, right?" Yue Qianchou glanced at him coldly.
"No, no, not even a strand of hair is missing." Liu Li wasn't an idiot. He could tell that this kid was related to the people from the Supporting Immortal Island. In his heart, he cursed the employer's ancestors, but he didn't know that he was also cursing Yue Qianchou's ancestors.
Yue Qianchou slowly walked into the horse pen. Instantly, a rage burned in his chest. A kid whose face could be vaguely seen was about eight or nine years old. He was glaring at the people who came in. His body was covered with grass and horse dung. He was tied up tightly and his mouth was stuffed with a dirty cloth. His cheeks were swollen and there was a clear palm print. It was obvious that he had been slapped. This was his younger brother, Yue Wuchou?
"Hehe! This is what you meant by not even a strand of hair is missing. " Yue Qianchou glanced at Liu Li with a cold smile. He originally wanted to take him in for his own use. But now, he was sentenced to death on the spot. The latter was so scared that his head was full of sweat. He stuttered and didn't know what to say.
Yue Qianchou walked to the kid's side and pulled out the rag in his mouth. A trail of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. Who knew that the kid would spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva the moment he loosened his mouth. He opened his mouth and cursed, "Evil thieves, kill me if you have the guts. Otherwise, I will trample your den to the ground in the future."
Yue Qianchou, who was spat on his face, was stunned. Then, he smiled bitterly and wiped his face. This brat spoke without rhyme or reason. He didn't know how to beat around the bush. If he was really a bandit, seeing him like this, I'm afraid he would really eliminate the root of the problem to prevent future troubles. He immediately flicked his finger on the kid's forehead and scolded jokingly, "Brat, what are you spitting for? I'm Yue Qianchou. "
"Bastard, how dare you flick my forehead. You're Yue Qianchou, right? Okay, I'll remember you. Uh … You're Yue Qianchou? Why is your name the same as my big brother's? "The kid's tattered face was crooked.
"Nonsense, I'm your big brother. Father sent me to save you." Yue Qianchou said unhappily.
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