Chapter 688: Too Much

She took Qiao Mufei away with her sword, and the few people standing at the gate of the ruined temple looked at the white figure that was heading into the air with their swords, and they couldn't help but have yearning in their eyes.

I don’t know when their strength will be as strong as that senior? Unfortunately, the senior did not disclose his name. It is estimated that he will never meet again after leaving today.

A few days later, Chu Qiantang took Qiao Mufei's sword to fly in the air. Hearing the sound of swords and swords colliding below, he looked down. When he saw that he could not help but raise his eyebrows.

There was nothing else, because the two groups of people below were wearing the clothing of Qingyun Immortal Sect, which was obviously her disciples, and the others were wearing all kinds of clothes, not mercenary uniforms.

She slowed down and stopped in the air. Looking at the battle below, the strength of the mercenaries was obviously above the disciples of Qingyun Immortal Sect. Even if the disciples fought hard, they were gradually at a disadvantage. When a mercenary raised his foot and kicked a disciple away, while the disciple fell, the mercenary's sword was already on his neck.

"Stop!"

The mercenary shouted, looked at the other disciples of the sect, sneered, and said, "If you don't stop, I'll kill him!"

"You dare!" The disciple who was held by a mercenary with a knife shouted loudly. He wanted to move, but was pressed down by the sword in the mercenary's hand. Because of this pressure, a blood mark oozed out of his neck, which made the disciple froze.

When the other disciples saw it, they didn't dare to fight again. One of them sniffed at the mercenary: "You dare to hurt him! Our Qingyun Immortal Sect will definitely not give up!"

However, as soon as the disciple finished his words, he was kicked to the ground by a mercenary. Before he could stand up, he was stepped on with one foot on his back.

"Take your feet away!"

"Let him go!"

Seven or eight disciples of the Immortal Sect shouted loudly, trying to step forward, but were stopped by other mercenaries. The mercenary who stepped on his disciples glanced at them with his feet and smiled evilly: "I want us to let them go? OK! Come on, get down from us and call us three times, and grandpas will spare you."

"Hahahahaha!"

When the mercenaries heard this, they laughed, all of them looked at the disciples with anticipation, and started to cheer: "Come on! Come on! Crawl over the grandpas, and grandpa will let you go."

"Don't bully people too much!" One of the disciples of the sect shouted angrily, staring at the mercenaries with a pale face.

"What's wrong with us bullying you? Come and beat me!" The mercenary who was stepping on his disciples said provocatively, looking at the disciples of the sect with a pale face, laughed maliciously: "Do you believe it or not, can I urinate him?" As he spoke, he actually pulled his belt with one hand.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the sect gritted their teeth, their eyes full of humiliation. When they saw that the mercenary actually pulled his belt and pulled down his pants, they even yelled and rushed forward.

"We're fighting with you!" They wanted to rush forward, but the number of people was not as large as the mercenaries, and their strength was not as strong as the other party. They were easily locked and pressed by the mercenaries and kneeled on the ground.

"Let us go!" They struggled, but their strength was not as strong as each other, especially when they struggled, blood was oozing out of the wounds on their bodies.

"What are you put? Just open your eyes and watch carefully. How did I humiliate him!"

?          ? I'm going to go out temporarily, so I won't update today~

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!