To shout like that at this time, it would be the center of attention … Bi Shan still wanted to persuade him, but it was too late. A silhouette dashed down the mountain. He didn't fly, but rather, he leaped. Holding two knives bigger than a human, he fanned himself and rushed down the mountain like a bat, his movements extremely fast. Although the crowd did not see clearly who it was, who else could it be other than Yue Qianchou who came from the four great families and held such strange knives?
All the sects looked at each other, speechless, and felt a little ashamed. So many sects, but no one came out to fight, forcing a guy who could not fly to run and jump down to fight. How could they not feel ashamed? They were afraid that they would not be able to avoid a round of humiliation.
Yan Fang's junior brother died, and he wanted to find someone to vent his anger, but he did not expect that the one who came to challenge him was a guy who could not even fly, and looked very young. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Is there no one in China? Haha … young man, I don't kill nameless people. Seeing that your courage is commendable, I will spare your life. Quickly go back and call your elders! "
Hehe! You don't know me, what a joke! Yue Qianchou's eyes lit up, he did not stop and directly rushed over.
"Be careful!" Yan Bu Gui suddenly shouted from the top of the mountain. The stumbling Yue Qianchou ran all the way down and was already close to Yan Fang. Yan Fang still did not know the opponent's background and was still laughing.
Hearing the warning, Yan Fang looked around and saw that the young man who rushed over did not say anything, but raised his knife and slashed at him. His movements were quite smooth. Yan Fang sneered disdainfully, waved the whip in his hand to block, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that I have to kill a nameless person today …"
His voice stopped abruptly … The black knife waved, and the snake-like black whip was cut into two. Yan Fang felt his neck cold, and his eyes opened wide in disbelief, but his vision had changed, and he saw his chin on the cold and wide knife. The young man did not hesitate to wave the other knife, and split a headless body in half, and his vision gradually blurred …
The whole place was silent! Even the sound of the wind seemed to have quietened down. Only the words of the young man with the saber could be heard …
Yue Qianchou stood with his saber in front of him, looking at the head that had died with its eyes wide open. He said expressionlessly, "So what if he's famous or not? One saber is enough!"
With a twist of the blade, the head fell off. Yue Qianchou quickly went over to take the storage bag from the corpse and put it away. Then, he turned around and ran back up the mountain with the two broadswords. What was the point of staying here if he didn't run after the fight? Safety first!
When Yue Qianchou ran back to the Four Great Clans and put away the two sabers, everyone still felt as if they were in a dream … Running down just like that, chopping people down with one slash, then running back, and it was over just like that?
"Junior Brother!" A sorrowful howl came from the mountain where Yan Bu Gui was. The last of the three brothers landed in a flash …
"Good …" The people of the Cultivation Alliance reacted, and immediately cheered loudly. When had they ever seen such a classic battle? Going down the mountain only needed one slash to cut off the head of a mid-stage Tribulation Passing expert, and then turning back, it only took a moment. It was so cool that they had no words to say. Especially the last sentence, "So what if he's famous or not? One saber is enough!". It pushed everyone's emotions to a climax.
The applause was explosive, and Zi Yi, who was stunned and then came back to her senses, kept clapping. Looking at the people around her, her face showed a smile that had never been seen before. Elder Bi's disciple was really extraordinary!
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou came out in a straightforward manner, cupped his fists, and bowed to the people around him, saying, "I was lucky, I was lucky!" What he got in return was even more intense cheers.
A consecrator from the Ten Thousand Demons was called Niu Sen. He looked at Yue Qianchou, and suddenly said to Qiu Wuyuan in a deep voice, "Qiu Wuyuan, he originally wanted to join the Ten Thousand Demons, but you chased him away. After this is over, you can go and ask Yue Qianchou if he is still willing to join the Ten Thousand Demons. "Qiu Wuyuan nodded speechlessly.
The people from the Supporting Immortals Island were even more amazed, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly. This guy was just wandering around here, how did he come back with a saber in the blink of an eye and kill an expert in the middle stage of the Crossing Calamity Stage? Dongfang Chang 'ao recalled the scene of Yue Qianchou cutting off the long whip with a saber and sighed, "This saber is really extraordinary. I wonder how does that spear compare to it?"
In fact, everyone understood that the reason why Yue Qianchou was able to kill with a saber was because the other party was careless and didn't know his background. He didn't expect that his whip could be easily cut off, so he lost his life. But for the Cultivation Alliance, this was something to gain face, so everyone was equally excited. They were right to think this way, but they didn't think about it. If it was an ordinary person, who would dare to use a saber to kill someone in the Crossing Calamity Stage with a Nascent Soul Stage cultivation? In fact, Yue Qianchou also thought that he would have to go through a lot of trouble, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't know him, so he made a decision in the blink of an eye — kill him! People who can make such a prompt decision are not as easy as they say or think!
An old man in embroidered clothes stood next to Yan Bugui. He had been staring at the purple clothes next to Yue Qianchou, and suddenly asked, "Is the person with the saber Yue Qianchou that Man Hu mentioned?"
"Who else could it be other than that rascal?" Yan Bugui stared at Yue Qianchou and said with hatred, "Yan Fang really underestimated his enemy too much. He was actually defeated so easily."
"It's not necessarily because Yan Fang underestimated his enemy. If it were me, I'm afraid I would also have made a mistake. It's the first time I've seen such a brave young man, no wonder he's so famous. " The old man in embroidered clothes looked at Yue Qianchou's eyes, revealing a sense of admiration, and asked, "I heard that this Yue Qianchou also defeated the head of China's Daluo Sect, Luo Qingtian. Didn't you investigate his background?"
"We did, but there's no way to find out. After this guy was expelled from Fuxian Island, he rarely appeared in the cultivation world. No one knows where he is, but he appeared again recently. "Yan Bugui said.
"He disappeared for a period of time, but now he appears again, and he even has a treasure that ordinary people can't have?" The old man in embroidered clothes looked at the purple clothes, then looked at Yue Qianchou, and nodded thoughtfully, "I'm afraid it's not that simple!"
"Murderer, state your name!" After the eldest senior martial brother collected his junior martial brother's corpse, he pointed at Yue Qianchou and shouted, "Mid stage tribulation passing cultivator, Yan Cheng accepts the challenge, who dares to fight?" This was clearly telling Yue Qianchou to go down and fight him.
Damn it! With so many people watching, you want me to go down just because you tell me to? Dongfang Chang Ao also killed your junior martial brother, why are you only looking for me? Am I easy to bully? Yue Qianchou looked down expressionlessly, pretending that he didn't hear anything. In his heart, he was thinking that Fuxian Island wouldn't give up just like that, and they might even have to rent his spear. I was stupid just now, I can earn money for free, why should I go down and do such a sinful thing?
"A bunch of cowards …" Yan Cheng was so angry that he started cursing, and the more he cursed, the uglier it became. The more people heard, the uglier their faces became. Think about it, there were so many people here, and there were many people who were stronger than Yan Cheng, but no one came out to fight. This was really embarrassing. The key was that the opponent's whip was too powerful. Although they won the first two rounds, even if they asked Dongfang Chang Ao to go up, it would still be difficult for them to beat him.
At the end of the day, no sect would be like Yue Qianchou, running around with precious treasures. At present, they could only deal with the treasures in Yue Qianchou's hands. Otherwise, they couldn't let Yue Qianchou wait until they returned to their sects to pick out suitable treasures before they started fighting!
The cursing was still going on, but no one came out to fight. Time was also passing, and if no one came out to fight after two hours, Yan Bu Gui would take the initiative to win. Not only would they get a billion spirit stones, they would also be able to damage the reputation of the Chinese Cultivation World.
At this moment, the Ten Thousand Demons' faces were the ugliest. The leader of the righteous sects, Fuxian Island, had won the first round, but as the leader of the evil sects, the Ten Thousand Demons, there was no response at all. After they returned, the prestige of the Ten Thousand Demons in the evil sects would definitely plummet.
Qiu Wuyuan was now a little uneasy and restless. He wasn't confident that he could deal with that strange whip, and if he didn't fight, how would the Ten Thousand Demons face their fellow evil sects in the future? His restlessness fell into Yan Bu Gui's eyes, and a trace of bitterness flashed across Yan Bu Gui's face. He gritted his teeth and sent a telepathic message to Yan Cheng, who was below, "The person who killed your Junior Brother is called Yue Qianchou."
"Yue Qianchou?" Yan Cheng suddenly pointed his finger and shouted, "You coward is Yue Qianchou?"
Yue Qianchou was slightly stunned. F * ck! Who told him? He immediately looked around, looking for any suspicious people. He believed that Yan Bu Gui's side, seeing that victory was in sight and that they were about to reap rich benefits, would definitely not reveal his name and let Yan Cheng curse him. Instead, it was very likely that someone on his side was hoping that he would fight, so his name was leaked. His first thought was that he had been betrayed by someone on his side, but in the end, every sect he looked at was suspicious!
Forcing me? The more it is like this, the more I won't go. Yue Qianchou was a little angry. But Yan Cheng obviously had some understanding of Yue Qianchou's name, as he said all kinds of nasty things. Things like disrespecting his Masters, betraying one sect after another as a double-surname slave … This challenge had become a war of words. All the sects looked at Yue Qianchou, wondering how long could he endure it? Zi Yi stared at the people below with a frosty face.
It was fine if it was just one or two sentences, but if he continued to endure it, he wouldn't be able to show his face in the future. Yue Qianchou finally couldn't listen to it anymore. With a livid face, he stepped forward and shouted, "How dare you shout at me, are you tired of living? Are you courting death?!"
"Yue Qianchou, come down and fight if you have the guts!" Yan Cheng pointed his finger and shouted.
"Since you're tired of living, I'll send you down there to accompany your two junior brothers." After Yue Qianchou finished speaking in a cold tone, he waved his hand and a green flying sword flashed out from his sleeve, quickly carrying him into the sky. In the sky, he waved his two sleeves continuously, and streams of green light flew out continuously. The two sleeves were like storage bags, and no one knew how many flying swords were hidden in them.
A thousand flying swords danced in the sky, and the imposing manner was really shocking. Yue Qianchou kept his sleeves. So far, with his current cultivation, controlling a thousand flying swords at the same time was already his limit. Moreover, the green fire element in his body was almost depleted, and even if he wanted to release more swords, he couldn't release more …
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