"I dare not say that the Eight Hundred Immortals are invincible, but if anyone dares to take the initiative to provoke us, huh, he will have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die."
The warning was self-evident, Xiao Buchong's eyes were cold and he said: "Instead of making such nonsense here, it is better to take the time to properly discipline the disciples."
"Being famous in the Eight Hundred Immortals World is certainly beautiful, but you also have to have that blessing."
Empress Xueqing refused to refute, struggling to suppress the almost uncontrollable killing intent in her body.
Xiao Buchong turned a blind eye and continued to add fuel to the fire: "By the way, I happened to meet Su Xinglan, a disciple of the Martial Palace, on my way to Xueqing Immortal Realm."
"That boy, tsk tsk tsk, he has reached the seventh level of true immortality."
"Along with him is Wu Xuanchi, the mad woman from the Martial Palace. She said she wants to borrow the "Xuanxue Po", your Xuewei Mountain's most precious treasure, for use."
"Hey, Shangguan Yan is your nephew, and Suning is Su Xinglan's nephew."
"You protect your shortcomings. As far as I know, that guy is more protective than you."
"Although he does not have the cultivation level of your seventeenth-level True Immortal, standing behind him is Gu Changxiao, the ancestor of Wudian, one of the only two semi-saints in the immortal world."
"If he sees you shamelessly bullying his nephew in Xueqing Immortal Realm, guess what he will do?"
After saying this, Xiao Buchong laughed and walked down the mountain, feeling as proud as he wanted.
Empress Xueqing slowly raised her head, thought for a long time, then she held out a jade slip that conveyed sound and said: "Let's stop what we have to do today and hurry back to the Immortal Palace."
"Anyone who disobeys the teacher's orders will be kicked out of the teacher's school and expelled from the world."
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At the same time, Leyang City.
In an inconspicuous medicinal shop, Su Xinglan stared at the distant sky with cold eyes.
In his left hand he held the Taixuan Sword, the former number one divine weapon in Kunlun, and in his right hand he held a special self-rolled cigarette that he had glued with saliva.
Swallow the clouds and puff out the smoke, and the smoke will burn out more than half.
His eyes flickered back and forth between Suning, who was bent on replenishing his energy, and Yao Man, who was secretly plotting murder, and his whole body was boiling with divine energy.
Behind him, the white-haired Wu Xuanchi held a cup in his hand and said calmly: "Suning is injured, and there is no way he can withstand the two moves of the Yao family girl who is the eighth-level true immortal."
"To be precise, it was a fluke that he could barely survive one move. It was a blessing from God."
"The second move is a fatal situation."
Su Xinglan said in a deep voice: "What if it were me?"
Wu Xuanchi straightened his back and said enigmatically: "It's still two moves."
Su Xinglan took a long puff of cigarette, dropped the roll-your-own cigarette that had no filter and was not something he was used to smoking, stamped it out with his foot and said, "She doesn't seem to be as strong as you said."
"It's just an eighth-grade true immortal. It's not like I haven't killed anyone before?"
Wu Xuanchi said seriously: "What I mean is, senior brother, you only need two moves to kill her."
"Two moves are enough, no more than the third move."
Su Xinglan asked: "How many direct disciples of Xueqing Immortal Palace are in the city? Who is the true immortal with the highest cultivation level?"
Wu Xuanchi simply said: "Of the eight, the one with the highest cultivation level is undoubtedly Yao Man."
Su Xinglan nodded, hugged Taixuan Sword and said, "Can we kill them all?"
Wu Xuanchi was stunned for a moment, then said with a bitter look on his face: "Senior brother, we came to the Xueqing Immortal Realm to borrow a treasure to suppress the restless civil and military energy in your body, so that you will not be affected at all when you break through to the eighth level of a true immortal.
"
"this......"
"Isn't it too cruel to kill eight people at once?"
"They are all direct disciples, so it is not easy to train them."
"Empress Xueqing is also famous for being a protector of shortcomings. She always helps her relatives but not others."
"Tearing your skin down at this critical moment will do you a lot of harm but nothing good."
Wu Xuanchi, who sighed and never looked at anyone, earnestly advised: "Suffer the calm for a while, and take a step back to open up the world."
"You have to think about yourself. Xuanxuepo is the only one with no other branch."
"If you missed it, you'd have to spend more than half a year regulating the civil and military affairs on your own."
Su Xinglan said nonchalantly: "Then find a way to control it yourself."
"These dogs are so ready to dig up the ancestral graves of my old Su family. Are you telling me to endure it?"
"I can bear it, but Xiao Ningzi and his grandparents can't bear it."
"Go and guard the city gate for me. Don't let anyone out."
"If you dare to touch our Su family, you should die to make amends."
The arms dropped, and the Taixuan Sword rose.
One sword cuts through the sky, one sword shocks thousands of people.
