Chu Tian struggled angrily twice, but there was nothing he could do.
"Haha, it's okay if you don't come out. I'll clean it up sooner or later."
As he spoke, Zuo Hu pulled out the broad sword from his back, and the blade stood at the neck of the white-clothed disciple, like a guillotine.
"You bastard, give me a good time!"
The disciple in white turned pale when he looked at the broad sword beside him, which was wider than his own body, but he still gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Hey, I'm just wondering, why are you disciples from Demon Slaying City so harsh-spoken?"
"You're already on the verge of death, but you're still pretending to be a man. When your heads are separated, I'll see how hard you can be!"
Zuo Hu bent down and looked at the face of the disciple in white, trying to see a trace of fear on his face.
Unfortunately, he was a little disappointed. This disciple in white was really tough and showed no fear at all.
"Haha, Zuo Hu, I am not as strong as you, but I have the backbone. Master said, a scholar can bend his body, but he must not lose his backbone!"
The disciple in white said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, very good, then the old master didn't teach you, is this a bad sentence?"
Zuo Hu angrily grabbed the white-clothed disciple's hair, pulled his head, and knocked him to the ground.
"Crack..."
The disciple in white suddenly choked on his face and spat out blood mixed with his teeth.
"F*cks, you can kill, you can't humiliate. If you dare to choke me, I will smash your face into pieces if I get the chance."
The disciple in white endured the severe pain and cursed.
"Hey, ***, you've never had this chance in this life. Do you want to hit me? I'll chop off one of your arms first. Come on, you decide for yourself whether you should chop off your left arm or your right arm first!"
As Zuo Hu said, he drew his broad sword and pressed down on the left arm of the disciple in white.
Just when the broad sword was about to fall, like a guillotine, a cold voice came over: "You touch one of his arms, and I'll cut off all your limbs!"
"Um?"
When Zuo Hu and other disciples from Sword Refining Mountain heard this voice, they all raised their heads and looked over.
He saw two men in white robes coming hand in hand and landing in front of him.
"Song Qing, I know you, you are Song Qing!"
Zuo Hu saw Song Qing next to Ye Wenchan at a glance, and his eyebrows suddenly lit up.
As for Ye Wenchan, a guy with no martial arts aura, he glanced at him and didn't pay attention at all.
"Hahaha, I asked why I didn't see you. It turns out you went out. Did you come back to be tortured?"
"Is that what you said to me just now?"
Zuo Hu moved his sword and turned to look at Song Qing.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
On the flagpole, Chu Tian struggled twice when he saw Song Qing appearing. However, his cultivation was banned and his mouth was blocked. He could not speak and could only act anxiously.
On the other hand, a dozen disciples in white clothes on the ground shouted anxiously: "Senior Brother Song Qing, leave quickly."
"Brother, please leave us alone. Come into the building quickly and tell the people inside not to come out again."
Ye Wenchan looked at this scene and felt a little heart-warming.
Apart from anything else, the old guy still has a good eye for attracting people. These dozen disciples are all very tough, but not one of them bows his head.
However, toughness shouldn’t be used, you have to have strength, right?
"Zuo Hu, don't be so arrogant. I didn't say that just now, it was my sixth senior brother who said it."
Song Qing naturally knew that he was no match for Zuo Hu, but he was not afraid either. I have Sixth Senior Brother from the Chasing Sun Realm here. Not to mention you, a small inner disciple of Sword Refining Mountain, even if your chief disciple is here, he will be special.
You have to kneel down.
"Sixth Brother? When will another Sixth Brother pop up in your Star-Zhaing Tower? Where is he? Come on, let him come out and let me take a look."
Zuo Hu looked at Song Qing curiously.
"You are blind! This is my sixth senior brother!"
Song Qing raised her finger
Pointing at the leaf cicada.
"he?"
Zuo Hu was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Wenchan carefully a few more times, and then laughed crazily.
"He? Hahaha, just him? A person who doesn't even have the aura of martial arts. How dare he challenge me?"
"Boy, were you challenging me just now?"
Zuo Hu pointed at Ye Wenchan and laughed wildly.
Chu Tian and other white-clothed disciples in Zhaixinglou looked at Song Qing and Ye Wenchan in confusion, somewhat confused about the situation.
Sixth senior brother?
Where did you find a sixth senior brother?
Could it be that he deliberately found someone to scare Zuo Hu and the others?
This is no joke, Zuo Hu’s grandson knows how to kill people.
If you let go, you will lose your life.
The disciples from the Sword Refining Mountain also laughed: "Haha, these guys from the Star Reaching Tower are all so hypocritical, especially this guy Song Qing, who is best at playing tricks, so he found a scapegoat.
Are you here to pretend to be a powerful person?"
"Who doesn't know that the most powerful person in the Star Reaching Tower is Song Qing, followed by this Chu Tian? Chu Tian was imprisoned, and this Song Qing shamelessly found an ordinary person to show off, you treat us like
Where is the three-year-old?"
"Yes, Song Qing, if you are shameless and don't dare to fight with Senior Brother Zuo Hu, just ask an ordinary person to be your shield and kill him. Are you at ease?"
Listening to the ridicule from the disciples of Sword Refining Mountain, Chu Tian closed his eyes in frustration.
Song Qing, Song Qing, what are you doing!
This is so embarrassing!
"I'm not challenging you, and you're not worthy of me challenging you."
"I am always fair. I will give you three seconds now to leave all your storage bags. Everyone, if you break an arm, you can leave alive. If you can't, just leave it alive.
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Ye Wenchan said, raised three fingers, and then put down one. This chapter has been completed!