Top Master

Since Zhao Quan knew what the Ancient Clans was thinking, he naturally wouldn't let them feel happy.    

    

That night, when Sun Baxia returned, Zhao Quan called him and Zhan Qingwu to rush to the gathering place of the ancient race in his memory.    

    

On the way, Zhan Qingwu gently pulled the corner of Zhao Quan's shirt, as if she had something to say.    

    

However, Zhao Quan didn't need her to say anything. He had his own principles, "Don't worry, I won't kill indiscriminately."    

    

He was going to kill this time, but it didn't matter who he killed. The Ancient Clans wasn't necessarily all bad. It was as if Zhan Qingwu was a good person, and Zhao Quan had every reason to believe that Zhan Qingwu was not the only good person.    

    

When he made this promise, a gentle smile appeared on Zhan Qingwu's face.    

    

She knew that her man was not only a peerless hero, but also a good person who clearly distinguished between kindness and hatred.    

    

At this moment, Sun Baxia, who had been standing with his hands behind his back on the flying spirit weapon, spoke with the demeanor of an expert.    

    

With a solemn expression, he asked in a cold voice, "Are we going to kill someone?"    

    

Zhao Quan nodded. " Yes, but it also depends on who we kill. If they don't attack you, you must not attack them. "    

    

After Zhao Quan finished instructing, Sun Baxia coldly harrumphed, as if he disdained it.    

    

After that, he asked a question with an even more serious expression, "Then what if I can't defeat them?"    

    

Zhao Quan was speechless. You are a peerless expert, and there are people you can't defeat?    

    

He couldn't be bothered with him, but Sun Baxia grabbed his arm and refused to let go. "You should tell me. What if I can't defeat him?"    

    

Zhao Quan really had no other choice. He could only say to him unhappily, "Then you can cry!"    

    

That's right. If a child couldn't beat him, then he would cry. This was the most correct choice.    

    

Sun Baxia responded, then stood on the flying spiritual weapon with his hands behind his back, continuing to pretend to be a peerless expert.    

    

Of course, if he could pull up the skylight on his pants, it would be even more similar. With such a huge wind, he wasn't afraid of being blown into the shape of a Sacred Egg Old Man...    

    

The flying spiritual weapon sped along, and finally arrived at the gathering place of the Sui Family's disciples in the morning of the next day.    

    

At this time, besides the second batch of Sui Family disciples, there was actually a group of old men here, and they were standing opposite of them. It looked like two groups of people were fighting against each other.    

    

In the crowd of disciples from the Sui Family, Zhao Quan saw a familiar face - Mu Xiangyu.    

    

Who was Mu Xiangyu? He was the one who had left the message and borrowed the cauldron.    

    

At this moment, Mu Xiangyu was staring at him angrily, seemingly very angry.    

    

"What the Sui Family wants to do is none of your business. Don't involve us. We just want to cultivate in peace."    

    

"Besides, I don't think it's a noble thing for you to conquer the native cultivators of this world. This is the place where they live. It's fine as long as we don't disturb their cultivation. We can live in peace."    

    

"Where did your desire to control so much come from? You want to control it wherever you go? Is there something wrong with you all?"    

    

He didn't know whether Mu Xiangyu had a conflict with the Sui Family or with his family. In any case, it was against them.    

    

However, Zhao Quan liked this kind of conflict. He believed that there were good people in the Ancient Clans. At least, Mu Xiangyu was one of them.    

    

On the other side, Sui Xiechuan, who was leading the disciples of the Sui Family, had a mocking expression on his face as he faced Mu Xiangyu directly.    

    

"Kid, you have to rely on your strength to speak and do things. You have to know that this world isn't a place where you can do whatever you want."    

    

"If you're not convinced, I can teach you how to be a human right now. I'll teach you how to shut up!"    

    

Would Mu Xiangyu be afraid of this? At that time, he took a step forward and used the Psionic Skill to fight Sui Xiechuan.    

    

Unfortunately, his most powerful weapon was his cauldron. But now, the cauldron was gone, and it was forcefully replaced by a loan note. Thus, his combat strength was somewhat reduced. Of course, this didn't cover the fact that he wasn't as good as Sui Xiechuan. After all, Sui Xiechuan had nothing to do with it.    

    

In just a short while, Mu Xiangyu had fallen into a disadvantageous position. It looked like he was going to be beaten down by Sui Xiechuan.    

    

However, at this moment, Zhao Quan's figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield. He was immediately blocked by Sui Xiechuan's attack, and the method he used to block the attack was simple and crude. He used his big wings to block the attack, and then he used it to protect himself.    

    

As for Sui Xiechuan's attack... In his eyes, it wasn't as powerful as a piece of sh * t. It had no deterrent force at all.    

    

After successfully saving Mu Xiangyu, Mu Xiangyu seemed especially grateful and thanked Zhao Quan.    

    

But at the same time, Sui Xiechuan cursed, "Who do you think you are? How dare you get involved in the matters of Ancient Clans?!"    

    

There were only a few dozen people in the first batch of people from the Ancient Clans. Although Sui Xiechuan didn't know their names, he had at least seen their faces before. If he didn't know their names, what right did he have to be so arrogant? He knew that no one could cure him now, which was why he dared to be so arrogant.    

    

Unfortunately, there were too many people who were crazy in this world, and Zhao Quan happened to be one of them.    

    

Therefore, in the next moment, Zhao Quan walked towards Sui Xiechuan, "Are you a cultivator who wants to conquer our world?"    

    

Sui Xiechuan sneered, "Who do you think you are? You think you are qualified to talk to me?"    

    

Zhao Quan didn't know where his confidence came from, "Could it be that being a disciple of Ancient Clans has given you such strong confidence?"    

    

"Ancient Clans?" Sui Xiechuan's face was full of sarcasm, "Let me tell you, my confidence comes from my strength, it comes from the Sui Family!"    

    

"Oh!" Zhao Quan came to a sudden realization, then he said to Sui Xiechuan, "Alright, then I will use your death to tell the Sui family that you are not even a fart. Let's not talk about you anymore. Even the entire Ancient Sui Family is nothing in my eyes! "    

    

Zhao Quan's words shocked Mu Xiangyu, who was grateful to him.    

    

What was he doing? This was something that even he didn't dare to say, alright?    

    

Although the Ancient Sui Family wasn't a good thing, Even the Ancient Clans didn't dare to say such words.    

    

Zhao Quan was so arrogant. What right did he have?    

    

Not only did Mu Xiangyu not know what right Zhao Quan had, even Sui Xiechuan did not know what right Zhao Quan had.    

    

How dare a puny cultivator who had just started cultivating in recent years act so arrogantly in front of him? How dare he look down on the Sui Family of the Gu Family? He must be tired of living. "Alright, I'll let you know today what kind of existence our Ancient Sui Family is, and if it isn't even a fart!"    

    

After saying that, Sui Xiechuan unleashed his most powerful Psionic Skill.    

    

He didn't use his strongest Psionic Skill just to kill Zhao Quan. He wanted to intimidate those arrogant cultivators from the Ancient Clans, such as Mu Xiangyu. He wanted everyone to know that he was the strongest expert in this world. Anyone who refused to accept his challenge would face the same fate as Zhao Quan - death!    

    

In the next moment, Sui Xiechuan waved his hands, and countless fans appeared around him.    

    

Each fan was covered with surging Spiritual Forces. One could feel the infinite power of the Spiritual Forces just by looking at them.    

    

Furthermore, the countless fans were arranged according to the formation. The formation looked quite exquisite, and it could greatly increase the attack power!    

    

"It's your honor to die under my strongest Psionic Skill today. Die now, little bug!"