The mustached young man from Kunlun Sect looked at Yan Qingcheng, who had been sitting there without saying a word, and smiled disdainfully." Why, kid? Do you want to spar with me?”
Yan Qingcheng glanced at him but didn't get up. He said indifferently,""The martial world is so dangerous. You're only at the second-rate realm. Where did you get the confidence to be so arrogant?”
The mustached youth from the Kunlun Sect had a look of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that this person could actually see through his cultivation. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the Eagle King and the Bat King behind Yan Qingcheng.
In that instant, his pupils constricted violently, and his body staggered. He could not help but take a few steps back. He raised his hand and pointed at the Eagle King and the Bat King as he exclaimed,"Ming... Ming Cult's White-Browed Eagle King, Green-Winged Bat King…"
His voice was trembling!
What was that?
Ming Cult's White-Browed Eagle King and Green-Winged Bat King?
Hearing the words of the Kunlun Sect mustached youth, the expressions of the other Jianghu people in the inn changed drastically. They all looked over.
"No... That's right, I saw that White-browed Eagle King from afar at Kaifeng Prefecture. It's indeed him!”
"Are they really the Ming Cult's White-Browed Eagle King and Green-Winged Bat King?”
"My God, aren't they at Light Summit to deal with the siege of the six major sects in half a year? Why did you go down the mountain?"
"The two Guardian Kings of the Ming Cult have appeared here, then... Who is that young man?"
Many people's gazes were focused on Yan Qingcheng. Everyone's eyes revealed a look of bewilderment.
"Mo... Could it be that he was the Ming Cult Master, Yan Qingcheng?”
The moment he said that, the expressions of the Kunlun Sect's mustached youth, the Huashan Sect's green-robed man, and the dark-skinned man changed drastically. No one had expected that the Ming Cult's Sect Leader, Yan Qingcheng, whom they had been talking about so much, would actually be right under their noses.
The few of them looked at each other and saw a hint of viciousness in each other's eyes. Enemies meet on a narrow road. At this moment, it would not be so easy for them to leave. Furthermore, the Ming Cult's White-Browed Eagle King and Green-Winged Bat King were both here. It was even more impossible for them to leave so easily.
For now, they could only rely on their own abilities!
"Let's attack together!"
"Kill our way out!"
"If one can escape, one is one!"
"Good!"
The moment the voice fell, the eight of them suddenly stood up and rushed towards the inn's door.
Swoosh!
A swift shadow flashed before everyone's eyes.
Puchi!
Just as the eight of them rushed to the door, a man from the pugilistic world suddenly froze and fell to the ground. His eyes widened and a wooden chopstick was stuck between his eyebrows. One-third of it had already been pierced!
He was dead!
The expressions of the Kunlun Sect's mustached youth, the dark-skinned man, and the Huashan Sect's green-robed man changed as they retreated.
She turned to look at Yan Qingcheng, who was sitting there. He was still slowly twirling another chopstick in his hand. No one actually saw how he did it!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a second-rate expert. Reward: 200 points!”
At this moment, the system's voice slowly sounded in Yan Qingcheng's mind.
Yan Qingcheng put down the chopsticks in his hand and raised his hand to grab the Chunjun Sword that was leaning against the table. He slowly stood up and walked towards the Kunlun Sect mustached youth, the dark-skinned man, the Huashan Sect green-robed man, and the others, who had bewildered expressions.
"If the six great sects want to deal with the Ming Cult, they will need to unite with the various sects in the martial world. They even discussed for half a year before they dared to make a move!”
"The few of you are just disciples of some sects. What confidence do you have to humiliate my Ming Cult so lightly?”
A faint voice rang out. Yan Qingcheng had already arrived in front of those few people, and he was less than half a zhang away.
Yan Qingcheng still had a faint smile on his face." The dignity of the Ming Cult cannot be lightly insulted!”
"Today, you insulted my Ming Cult. You can only leave your lives behind to pay for it!”
Hearing this, the expressions of the Kunlun Sect's mustached youth, the Huashan Sect's green-robed man, and the black-faced man changed drastically. They shouted in unison,"What are you waiting for? Attack together and kill him!”
Clang clang clang...
The moment he spoke, the seven of them drew their weapons and were about to attack Yan Qingcheng.
But at this moment, the Chun Jun Sword in Yan Qingcheng's hand was unsheathed!
Clang!
The sword hummed like a dragon and was unsheathed like the wind. The snow-white edge carried a bone-chilling chill that instantly engulfed the seven people.
Kakaka...
With a series of crisp sounds, the weapons in the hands of the seven people were all cut off by a cold light.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The cold light was like the wind as it directly sliced through the throats of these seven people. In an instant, their bodies stiffened and they could no longer move.
Plop, plop, plop…
The Kunlun Sect, the Huashan Sect, the black-faced man, and the other seven people all fell to the ground. A thin sword wound slowly appeared on their throats, and blood flowed out.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a first-rate expert. The reward is 1000 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a first-rate expert. The reward is 1000 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating a second-rate expert. You are rewarded with 200 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a third-rate expert. Reward: 100 points!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a third-rate expert. Reward: 100 points!”
...
Hearing the system notification in his mind, Yan Qingcheng's lips curled up slightly!
The mustached young man from Kunlun Sect and the green-robed man from Huashan Sect were all experts who had just entered the first-class realm. The black-faced man was a second-class top-notch expert. As for the rest, they were all third-class experts.
Unfortunately!
With the cultivation of Houtian first stage and the famous sword in his hand, even if he was also at Houtian first stage, it would be difficult to block Yan Qingcheng's sword, let alone these people.
Silence!
The entire inn was silent as they watched Yan Qingcheng put away his sword. The fight just now was as fast as lightning. It was unbelievable.
Most importantly, these people did not even touch the corner of his clothes. His white clothes were still spotless!
Clang!
Putting his sword back into its sheath, Yan Qingcheng glanced at the terrified waiter and threw him a few silver ingots." Buddy, take us upstairs and help us boil some hot water!”
"Alright... Alright, Young Master and Young Miss, please go upstairs."”
In the room!
Yan Qingcheng lay in the wooden tub, soaking in the hot water. He let out a long sigh of comfort.
"Ah... It feels good!"
Yan Qingcheng lazily opened the system's personal interface and checked his points and cultivation.
[Name: Yan Qingcheng]
[Age: 17]
[Martial arts: Heaven and Earth Great Shift, Level Three Lower Tier]
[Cultivation: Houtian first stage]
[Treasure: Chunjun]
[Points: 7000]
[Identity: Ming Cult Leader]
[World: Heavenly World (The next world is waiting to open…)]
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