"I said, don't pay attention." However, Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Sit down, don't say any more."

Many young disciples are extremely frustrated.

"Why not fight?"

"Sure enough, I am still too weak and don't have the confidence to fight, right?"

"Put aside his connections, Xia Qingchen's own strength is really average!"

"It's a shame that I just wanted to apply to join Tingxue Tower!"

…

There was a hint of contempt in Master Situ's beautiful eyes.

She was indeed right.

There was nothing good about Xia Qingchen.

I really don’t know which eye the ancestor Gongliang lost to be so fond of him.

After the banquet is over, let's go find Ouyang Zhen.

Seeing Xia Qingchen unmoved.

Haonu shook his head in disappointment: "Master Yu Qingyang would actually be an enemy of someone like you. I really feel unworthy of Master Yu Qingyang."

He tiptoed and jumped back onto the roof, giving up the fight.

Haonu said coldly: "That good-for-nothing Xia Yuan is really pathetic. After nineteen years of hard work, he raised a son who is physically and mentally disabled!"

"Haha, it's really sad! After a hard life, the son he raised is so miserable."

Xia Qingchen, who had always been calm, finally showed a trace of fluctuation on his face.

He put down the tea cup in his hand and said calmly: "Senior sister, can you lend me your sword?"

The White Lotus Saint pulled out the soft sword from her waist and asked, "Do you still decide to fight?"

Xia Qingchen took the sword and said calmly: "It's not a fight, it's a dog slaughter."

He never thought that he would have to fight eight dogs.

That was an insult to him.

All he wanted was to kill the dog.

Xia Qingchen stood up slowly and said calmly: "I didn't want the blood of your eight dogs to dirty my Tingxue Tower."

"But, who told you to prepare to bite someone?"

Then, I can only hold back my nausea and start slaughtering the dog.

Haonu sneered: "You are a big talker. You keep saying that we are dogs. Who are you? We are worse than dogs..."

Suddenly there was a flower in front of his eyes.

Xia Qingchen, who was standing there, collapsed like a phantom.

Immediately, a cold light flashed before his eyes.

A deep coldness appeared in my neck.

Gululu

Subsequently, his head fell from his neck and rolled down the roof.

The other seven slaves were horrified when they saw this.

They didn't even see how Xia Qingchen took action!

"Don't you want to fight? What are you doing standing still?" Xia Qingchen's voice came from behind.

The seven people turned around and saw that Xia Qingchen was holding a blood-stained sword with one hand behind his back, facing away from them.

The midday sun is extremely hot.

But the seven wealthy slaves were all cold.

However, they have a mission and must not back down.

"Seven Star Formation!"

The seven slaves each occupy a position and perform the same martial arts at the same time.

The scattered internal energy penetrated everywhere, making Xia Qingchen unable to avoid it.

But Xia Qingchen didn't intend to dodge.

He stood there, waving the long sword in his hand smoothly, like a peacock spreading its tail.

It blocks all attacks without leakage.

The Qihao slaves were shocked.

The fourth level of the small star is trapped in the seven-star formation, and the skin will be peeled off until death.

Xia Qingchen actually blocked them all in an understatement?

And still turn your back to them?

At this time, Xia Qingchen slowly turned around and looked at them calmly: "You scream so fiercely, but you only have so much ability?"

He shook his head: "My patience has been exhausted."

Then, his figure disappeared like a dream.

Qi Hao Nu showed fear on his face: "Be careful!"

However, it's still too late!

Six heads rose into the sky.

There was only one slave, covered in blood, standing there shivering.

His face was pale and he dared not move.

He looked straight at Xia Qingchen holding the sword in front of him.

Kill seven of the eight powerful slaves in an instant!

This is Xia Qingchen's true strength!

"Save your life and convey a message to Yu Qingyang for me." Xia Qingchen's long sword swept across continuously.

Haonu screamed.

A line of words was carved on the chest.

"Half a year of life, so cherish it!"

Xia Qingchen sheathed her sword, with a glimmer of pity in her eyes: "Go!"

As if he had been granted amnesty, the slave quickly ran away with his legs weak.

In this way, Xia Qingchen jumped back into the palace and returned the sword to the White Lotus Saint.

"The sword is good." He smiled lightly.

The White Lotus Saint said expressionlessly: "Your swordsmanship is even better."

When it comes to swordsmanship alone, she thinks she is not as good as Xia Qingchen.

Xia Qingchen's swordsmanship has reached the ultimate level!

It is not surprising that all the seven noble slaves were destroyed.

"Let's continue." Xia Qingchen sat down again and said calmly.

It was as if the killing of the seven slaves in an instant had never happened.

At this moment, the way everyone looked at Xia Qingchen completely changed!

The most obvious change is undoubtedly the leader of the Situ clan.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she cupped her fists and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Xia, for breaking Yu Qingyang's first record and defeating the Eight Ghosts of Xishan with three moves!"

When Yu Qingyang subdued the Eight Ghosts of Xishan, he used three moves.

Xia Qingchen only used two moves!

This record has been completely broken!

The Deputy Holy Master was also filled with horror. Xia Qingchen's strength far exceeded expectations.

He had only been in the Holy Land for just half a year, and yet he had reached the fourth level of the minor star level without making any noise.

"With your strength, you are enough to be ranked in the top 100 of the Tianyue Ranking!" the deputy saint said.

The Tianyue Ranking is a list of Tianyue Ridge's geniuses under the age of twenty.

To be in the top 100 is definitely a dragon among people!

Xia Qingchen didn't take it seriously.
To be continued...