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When they heard the crisp sound of the Xuan Clan hanger-on's neck, every single one of them shivered, and their necks couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, as if a hand had also grabbed onto their own necks.
"You, you, you actually …" The Xuan Clan doorman's eyes were filled with rage, fear, fear, and an unfathomable expression.
To the point of death, the attendants at the Xuan Clan still could not understand how this young man, who looked so young, had so much guts to dare kill people here.
Furthermore, he had killed him.
The monk looked at the buddhist side.
He was a hanger-on of the Xuan Clan, and his Xuan Clan was one of the top families in the entire kingdom, only second to the imperial family.
Even if it was on account of Xuan Clan, he couldn't just kill himself like that, right?
It was like crushing a little chicken to death.
"Hiss!"
At the foot of the mountain, those cultivators whose strength had yet to reach the strength of the universe, upon seeing this scene, all sucked in a breath of cold air, dumbstruck.
Hmm, just like a dead chicken, he was casually thrown to the ground by Chen Sanqiu.
Cold sweat broke out all over his body. This was too terrifying.
Although they did not have any good impressions towards this Xuan Clan guest, and was instead ridiculed and ridiculed by this Xuan Clan guest on a daily basis, their hearts were all filled with anger towards this Xuan Clan guest. However, they had never thought that someone would help them get rid of this Xuan Clan guest.
After all, this was the Mystic Yellow Empire.
After all, this person was a hanger-on for Xuan Clan.
"KILL, KILL!"
Finally, a sharp shout pierced the sky and resounded through the entire hill.
The hill was not big to begin with, and with a scream from the bottom of the hill, it was easy for it to reach the top. Furthermore, the people on the hill were all at least in the S-rank, so they could hear it clearly.
In an instant, the entire small mountain changed color. Many experts immediately rushed out of their tents towards the foot of the mountain.
Very quickly, a dozen or so Universe level S ranked warriors rushed down the mountain, and saw the corpse of the Xuan Clan hanger-on on the ground, as well as Chen Sanqiu and the other three who stood on the side with a nonchalant expression. Yes, there was also the fat face of Zhen Xiu who was covered in sweat, and wanted to cry but had no tears.
Zhen Xiu felt that his mind was completely blank.
What the heck? What should I do in the future?
Offending the Xuan Clan in the Mystic Yellow Empire, wuu, that's simply courting death.
Even if the Zhen Clan was not weak in the Empire of Xuanhuang, it was still a difference of who to compare themselves with.
Compared to Xuan Clan, that was nothing.
"Did you kill him?"
Just at this time, a young man wearing the clothing of a disciple from the Wu Steel Sect held a treasured sword. He walked in front of Chen Sanqiu with a cold face and coldly asked Chen Sanqiu.
Chen Sanqiu glanced at this disciple of the Wu Steel Sect and gave a faint "oh".
He was a disciple of the Wu Steel Sect and had come over to ask about this. He did not expect that Chen Sanqiu would be so cold to him.
There was no other sect that would cater to him like the disciples of the aristocratic families.
However, when he lowered his head to look at the dead Xuan Clan disciple, Sword God Zong still hid the anger in his heart.
Afterall, he had directly killed a universe level S grade warrior. This definitely required an incomparable amount of power.
He had to surpass the opponent by a lot in order to do this. Otherwise, reaching out to pinch the opponent's neck would only result in a full counterattack, while his own hand was still on the opponent's neck.
Geniuses were always a bit more arrogant.
Those with strength would always have eyes on the top of their heads.
The disciple took a deep breath and cupped his fist towards Chen Sanqiu, "Liu Steel Sect disciple, Li Yuanlin, please ask."
Chen Sanqiu smiled and cupped his fists towards Liu Tie Zong disciple Li Yuanlin. He said with a smile, "A rogue cultivator, Qiu Sanchen."
"Senior Brother Qiu Sanchen, there is no need to belittle yourself. With your status as a rogue cultivator, you must be a genius amongst geniuses to be able to cultivate to such an extent." This disciple of the Wu Steel Sect, Li Yuanlin, cupped his fists and said with a smile.
"I wonder how this Xuan Clan follower offended Senior Brother Qiu Sanchen, to the point that Senior Brother Qiu Sanchen killed him in anger." Liu Tie Zong disciple Li Yuanlin squinted his eyes and asked Chen Sanqiu.
Chen Sanqiu snorted coldly: "We know that there are evil dragons committing evil here, so many cultivators coming here to discuss big things. Originally, it is a good thing, so I came here from far away." Chen Sanqiu snorted coldly: "We know that there are evil dragons committing evil, and many cultivators coming here to discuss big things.
After Chen Sanqiu finished speaking, Liu Steel Sect's disciple Li Yuanlin immediately nodded his head.
"You should die for insulting your wife. Let's just forget about this matter. Why don't we go up the mountain?" Liu Steel Sect disciple Li Yuanlin cupped his fists towards Chen Sanqiu and said.
Chen Sanqiu nodded, and with a look of disgust, he looked at the corpse of his Xuan Clan hanger-on, and walked up the mountain with his hands behind his back.
Chen Yu‘er. Yu Feifei …
The two blushed. How did she become Chen Sanqiu's wife?
Damn it, he was taking advantage.
Luckily, he had illusion techniques on his face, so he couldn't see the expression on his face. Otherwise, he would have been humiliated by Chen Sanqiu again.
Zhen Xiu didn't expect the situation to be resolved so easily.
He never would have thought that Chen Sanqiu would still be able to maintain his composure after the disciples from the Wu Steel Sect arrived here. Furthermore, he even had a haughty attitude.
Damn it, even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he still felt a sense of panic when faced with Sword God's disciples.
Cold sweat.
The shadow of a famous human tree.
Sword God Zong was a golden signboard that hadn't fallen in tens of thousands of years. Now, he was one of the three great holy lands.
The dignity was there.
Who would have thought that Chen Sanqiu didn't have the slightest bit of fear when facing a disciple of the Wu Steel Sect.
If Zhen Xiu knew about it, to Chen Sanqiu, the Wu Steel Sect was the relationship between them as if they could not wait to stab each other.
I wonder if Zhen Xiu still dares to follow behind Chen Sanqiu now.
They walked towards the top of the mountain.
This small mountain was not high, but it was much taller than the city walls. Standing on top of the hill, one could raise their eyes to the distance and see the Starving Dragon Yu Huang that was still sleeping inside the city.
A huge body was coiled around the destroyed city. Its gigantic head alone was over ten meters in size. It was enough to make anyone terrified.
What was even more terrifying was that this Starving Dragon Yu Huang actually had a huge stomach.
It was completely different from the long and slender Golden Giant Dragon in the rumors.
While the Starving Dragon Yu Huang was sleeping, the enormous stomach was still slowly squirming.
He could even see the vague shape of a human from his belly.
Chen Sanqiu was furious.
"Starving Dragon Yu Huang, it should be killed." Chen Sanqiu clenched his fist and cursed.
At this time, Li Yuanlin of the Wu Steel Sect was listening to a junior brother of his.
"Are you sure? The cultivators at the foot of the mountain all saw it? " Li Yuanlin asked with a frown.
"It's indeed like that. Just like what this Qiu Sanchen said, it was that hanger-on who teased Qiu Sanchen's two wives first." Sword God Zong nodded and said.
"Looks like there's a possibility of using it for yourself." Li Yuanlin of the Wu Steel Sect narrowed his eyes as he muttered to himself.