Xuanhuan: Please don’t steal my opportunity anymore.
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In the valley, a few disciples of the North Snow Sect were surrounding a handsome young man.

The blue robe that the young man was wearing was clearly the uniform of an inner sect disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

The three disciples of the North Snow Sect were all at Xiantian seventh or eighth stage. When they first saw the young man, they were a little afraid.

However, when he realized that the young man was alone, his expression immediately became malicious.

"Kid from the Spiritual Sword Sect!"

A disciple of the North Snow Sect narrowed his eyes and said coldly,""Put down the spiritual medicine in your hand and leave behind your previous gains. Obediently get out of the valley, or else…Hmph hmph…"

As they spoke, the three of them burst out with auras, forming a faint triangular formation, blocking the young man's retreat. Their threat was obvious.

The youth was Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan looked at the three of them with a strange expression.

He passed by the valley and happened to find the landing point of a blue opportunity line.

Just as he plucked a 600-year-old spiritual herb, he saw that the owner of the opportunity line had already come looking for him.

Coincidentally, he was also a disciple of the North Snow Sect.

However...

This did not seem to be a bad thing.

"I'll return the same words to you…"

Gu Xuan's gaze swept across the three of them and said with a smile,"Leave what you have on you and get out of the valley.”

"I think this brat from the Spiritual Sword Sect has gone crazy…"

A disciple of Xiantian eighth stage shook his head and stepped forward," Let me teach him a lesson…"

Before he finished his sentence, the three disciples of the North Snow Sect felt their hearts throb intensely. Their scalps went numb as if a primordial beast had suddenly appeared in front of them and was baring its fangs at them.

"Bang!"

The disciple of Xiantian eighth stage was sent flying like a cannonball and smashed heavily into the stone wall of the valley. Half of his body was deeply embedded.

The remaining two people were stunned for a moment. They turned their heads and saw Gu Xuan slowly withdrawing his fist.

"Damn it!"

"This kid is strange.”

The two Northern Snow disciples were both shocked and furious. They drew their sabers and were about to charge at Gu Xuan.

However, Gu Xuan's figure disappeared like a ghost.

Before the two of them could react, they felt a terrifying fist force coming from their chests, and their bodies flew out uncontrollably.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two muffled sounds, the remaining two people were also embedded into the mountain wall.

"Who exactly are you?"

The three disciples of the North Snow Sect widened their eyes as they looked at Gu Xuan, who was slowly walking towards them. Even though they were spitting out blood, they could not hide the shock and fear on their faces.

Xiantian eighth stage, how could a Xiantian eighth stage possess such terrifying strength?!

They felt as if all the bones in their bodies were cracking.

How did this kid in front of him look like a human? He was clearly a human-shaped demonic beast in human skin!

Gu Xuan walked over casually. With his current strength, he wouldn't even need to use one-third of his strength to deal with a few Northern Snow disciples of Xiantian seventh or eighth stage.

It was as easy as swatting away a few flies.

Just as Gu Xuan was about to collect the things on their bodies, a cold saber wind descended from the sky.

"Gale!"

Gu Xuan quickly dodged, and the violent blade light left a deep mark on the place where he had originally stood.

Raising his head, he saw a young man with blade-like eyebrows standing in front of him with a long blade in his hand, staring at him coldly.

"Senior Brother Zong Ming!"

Seeing the blade-browed young man, the faces of the disciples of the North Snow Sect immediately revealed a look of joy.

"Brat, you're finished!"

"Let's see how long you can be arrogant in front of Senior Brother Zong Ming.”

The few of them climbed out of the mountain wall with difficulty and glared at Gu Xuan with gritted teeth.

The blade-browed youth glanced at them and said coldly,""A bunch of trash, they can't even deal with a Xiantian eighth stage.”

The three of them were embarrassed and ashamed. They explained,"Senior Brother Zong Ming, this person's brute force is very shocking!"”

"Xiantian eighth stage, how shocking can it be…Humph…"

The blade-browed young man snorted, his gaze falling on Gu Xuan, and said in a dense voice,"Since you injured my disciple, you don't have to think about leaving here alive.”

As he spoke, a burst of violent saber Qi erupted from the blade-browed youth's body. It was like the wind of the Northern Lands, emitting traces of cold air. The temperature of the entire valley dropped significantly.

However, Gu Xuan did not seem to feel it at all. He just stared at the blade-browed youth without blinking…

The things on his body.

Human high-grade saber!

A storage ring!

Gu Xuan's eyes lit up. Wasn't this to give him warmth?

Gu Xuan couldn't hold back the joy in his heart. He activated Flash Steps and turned into a ghost that charged towards the blade-browed youth.

"You're courting death!"

Seeing that Gu Xuan still dared to take the initiative to attack in front of him, a trace of anger flashed across the young man's face and he slashed out with his saber.

"Snow!"

"Huff huff-"

With this slash, it was as if winter had suddenly arrived in the small valley. The saber light swept out, and the cold air was oppressive.

But suddenly, a figure rushed out and punched.

This punch drew a visible pitch-black mark in the air. The fist was like a vortex that swallowed all the cold saber Qi.

Then, he smashed the blade-browed young man's saber light with a punch and smashed it heavily on the young man's chest.

"Kacha!"

The blade-browed young man's chest caved in instantly, and his eyeballs popped out. His entire body flew backward with a bang.

"Rumble!"

He knocked down a few human-sized boulders behind him and flew out of the valley like a ball.

"Uh..."

Seeing this scene, the Northern Snow disciples who came in with the blade-browed young man, as well as the three Northern Snow disciples from before, were shocked.

They were all stunned.

He stood there in a daze, looking in the direction where the blade-browed young man disappeared. His mind was not working at all.

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