"Okay, I've had enough fun, and it's time to send you on the way!" The white-clothed Emei disciple shouted. It turned out that he had been playing with the five people just now, which made the five people feel a great humiliation.

But they can be arrogant in Xingzhou for more than ten years without falling, so they will definitely not be reckless people. Knowing that the person in front of them cannot be provoked, they immediately surrendered: "Previously, our five siblings were ignorant of Taishan and ran into you. I hope you can let us go this time, and we are willing to give you some compensation."

He can take it and put it down. He is so low and small in front of so many people by Mingcui Lake. These five scattered people in Nanshan are really considered to be personal.

The Emei personal disciple raised the corner of his mouth: "It sounds like a good idea." This made the Wusan people in Nanshan, who looked tense and were facing a great enemy, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but what was unexpected was that the Emei personal disciple changed the subject: "It's a pity that the dead are not qualified to play the conditions!"

As the words fell, the silver-white sword light, more than ten feet long, suddenly started an attack and attacked one of the five scattered people in Nanshan at a lightning speed. The sudden attack was too fast and too fierce. The man's defensive magic weapon was only half of it and it was broken. The man turned into a ball of blood mist, and the corpse was gone!

Shocked! On the Mingcui Lake cruise, the people who saw this scene on the Mingcui Lake were in an uproar.

This person has the ability to cultivate Jindan!

This Emei personal disciple suddenly launched an attack and killed one of the five scattered people in Nanshan with one move. The sharp aura of the golden elixir level emitted made everyone a formation.

The man was obviously satisfied with the shock he caused, and a sarcastic smile on his face became even more intense.

"Fourth brother!" The remaining four people shouted in grief.

"Good you Emei disciple! Today, we are the Wusan people in Nanshan and will never stop!" The eldest son of the five people, Songzhen San people, roared sadly, and the green pine needles in their hands shot out quickly. The remaining three people also attacked with anger.

The five of them have known each other for decades. Although they have been hated, the relationship between the five is as close as a brother and sister. Just now, the other party took advantage of the time when the five are relaxing and killed the weakest fourth among the five. At this moment, the four left have decided to vow to avenge him.

The Emei personal disciple smiled disdainfully: "Just you? It's a joke!" With a pinch of the sword technique, the flying swords flew into the sky, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the hidden weapons and magic weapons of the Wusan people in Nanshan were simply vulnerable and were knocked away one after another.

"Seventh-grade Flying Sword!" The middle-aged man who had introduced Chu Chuan to the five scattered people in the Nanshan Mountains exclaimed again.

"Nanshan Wusan people have mentioned it on the iron plate. This Emei disciple can achieve golden elixir at such an age and have a seventh-grade flying sword. Even in Emei, they are also valued. How can such people be caused by ordinary casual cultivators like us?" The middle-aged man's words were a little lonely, obviously because he was feeling that the other party had achieved golden elixir at such a young age, and he was afraid that the golden elixir would be hopeless for his life.

At this time, changes occurred on Mingcui Lake. The five people fought fiercely and approached the cruise ship without realizing it. The Emei personal disciple had already gained the upper hand, but he ignored whether he would accidentally hurt others. In the midst of the sword energy, several sword energy appeared directly on the cruise ship next to him.

You should know that most of them are ordinary people, and these sword energy will definitely lead to heavy casualties.

Many people who saw this scene changed their faces and looked angry. Previously, this Emei disciple killed the fourth among the Wusan people in Nanshan and could still ignore it because the Wusan people in Nanshan usually did a lot of evil and really didn't have a good reputation. But now he didn't care about hurting the innocent in the slightest part of his actions, which immediately aroused public anger.

They were all local monks. An outsider was so arrogant that he really slapped the local monk in the face. A young man on the same floor as Chu Chuan, five middle-aged men and an old man wanted to take action, but hesitated in the end.

Because the other party is Emei!

The identity of the disciples in Emei was enough to shock them. These people were undoubtedly different from each other, so they retreated because of this.

Just as they retreated, they found that the handsome young man sitting by the window had a calm expression, and he pointed three times in a row, as if he was slow and fast. The green light shone, and the emerald green true energy overflowed from his hands.

Then three sword energy, aged 100 meters, crossed the purple sword energy. These three sword energy were as green as the color of green, and the mysterious runes were all full of leisure, exuding a mysterious aura.

The three sword energy, together with several attacks flying upstairs and on the lakeside, tore the sword energy inspired by the disciples of Emei. However, no one paid attention to the other people who took action.

"Yuqingcui's micro sword energy!" everyone exclaimed.

Although Emei is strong, its reputation and influence in the northwest are still not as good as Kunlun. Although Yuqingcui Micro Sword Qi is only the third level of the spell in "Yuqingcui Micro Five Lotus Dragon Flower Sutra", it is very famous in Panjiuzhou, so Yuqingcui Micro Sword Qi was recognized as soon as it appeared.

The middle-aged man who had spoken to Chu Chuan before was even more surprised and could not speak. In his eyes, although Chu Chuan had an extraordinary temperament, he was unlikely to be from the 12-year-old school, but should be an elite disciple of small and medium-sized schools. Although the strength, foundation, etc. are not as good as the major school, the golden phoenix can fly out of the chicken coop, and the small sects also have outstanding figures.

But he didn't expect that Chu Chuan was indeed not a disciple of the Twelve Sects, but a disciple of Kunlun, one of the four holy places. This really surprised him.

The Emei personal disciple glanced at Chu Chuan coldly and snorted coldly. The flying sword suddenly slashed here, and a sharp sword energy dozens of feet long flashed out, slashing towards Chu Chuan with a powerful aura.

Everyone was shocked and Chu Chuan looked cold. He didn't expect that this Emei disciple was so narrow-minded that he would be resentful by him just to save others. He was so arrogant.

Everyone's expressions also tightened. The sword energy that flew towards the cruise ship just now was just evacuated, and it had such a strong power, but now it was slashing with all its strength. How could the power be compared with the sword energy just now?

Faced with Wuwang's attack, Chu Chuan's sword technique pinched, and the Star Sword had turned into a few feet long, but it roared away with endless sword lights of star dots. Suddenly, the sound of zither and silk and bamboo ensemble sounded in the sky. Then, the shadows of bamboo leaves and plum blossoms suddenly burst out from the Star Sword light. The purple sword energy shook and collided with the Star Sword light.

The sword energy was everywhere, the sword light was broken, and the fierce energy was disturbing the water of a lake and pool, causing the cruise ship to sway, and the tourists exclaimed.

Chu Chuan was forced to retaliate and took three steps in a row. The Star Sword screamed and returned to Chu Chuan. The Emei disciples who forced Chu Chuan to retreat with one sword did not see any difficulty at all, and they were leisurely playing with the people scattered in the Nanshan Mountains.

"The Bamboo Sword Art"? The Meigong Sword Art? You have actually practiced these two sword arts. Do you want to practice "Hualang Yin"? You really think of yourself." While oppressing the scattered people in Nanshan, the Emei disciple commented casually, and his arrogant look was really annoying.

Chu Chuan flew out of the Phoenix Tower, stood in the air with his sword, and ignored it.
Chapter completed!