Chapter 918
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As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators in front of the Longmen Hall were in an uproar.
Some thought his courage was commendable, some thought he overestimated his capabilities, and some thought that the Seventh Peak was at the end of its rope and actually sent such a cultivator with no combat power at all to die.
“Wu Liang, wouldn’t it be good to stay in the secular world and be the leader of the Beggars’ Gang? Why do you have to come and die?
Jin Hezhi, who was disguised as Huang Qi, held the blood-stained sword in his hand and looked at Xu Taiping with a sneer on his face.
“Huang Qi, solve him quickly.”
When he sensed the weak blood energy on “Wu Liang”, Wu Mei, who was disguised as Yan Bing, was a little lackluster in interest. At the same time, he began to convey with the one-eyed man in his heart again.
“They are discussing how to divide… divide the disciples of Qingxuan Nu…”
Ping An to Xu Taiping at this time.
“Well, I know.”
Xu Taiping responded in his heart, and at the same time tightened his grip on the sword in his hand a little. Then he pointed the sword at Jin Hezhi and the other three again and said：
”According to the rules of Qingxuan Asking the Sword, as a disciple of the sect leader, I am qualified to receive the sword. Among you three, if any one of you refuses to draw the sword, it will be considered a failure in asking the sword.”
As if in response to Xu Taiping’s words, among the peaks of Qingxuan Yunlu Mountain, there suddenly a “rumbling” sound of the mountains roaring.
Hearing this, the expressions of the three people who had either a look of contempt, or a look of indifference, or a look of ridicule all changed at the same time, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
”No, you’re wrong.”
Jin Hezhi took a step back with his hands crossed over his chest, letting Su Mu beside him step forward, and then continued：
”As long as you die, we don’t have to draw our swords.”
When saying these words, in the eyes of Jin Hezhi, the cold light was dense.
At the same time, Su Mu, whose eyes were a little, dragged his long-handled two-handed sword and approached Xu Taiping step by step.
”Eighth junior brother, you are no match for them, come back！”
”Eighth junior brother, come here quickly！”
Seeing this, Zhao Linglong and the others shouted loudly at Xu Taiping again.
If it weren’t for the injury on her body, Zhao Linglong might have rushed over and dragged Xu Taiping back.
”Eighth！”
Seeing that Xu Taiping was indifferent to everyone’s shouts, Zhao Qian, the sect leader who had been silent for a long time, spoke again.
Only then did Xu Taiping turn his head when he heard this.
”Come back, Eighth.”
Zhao Qian didn’t blame “Wu Liang”, but instead smiled slightly and beckoned to him.
”Your intention is appreciated by your master, but there is no need to sacrifice your life in vain.”
He continued.
Upon hearing this, Xu Taiping also smiled slightly, and then shook his head and said：
”Headmaster, trust me.”
This sound, along with this gaze and smile, appearing on the body of Eighth Wu Liang, made the headmaster Zhao Qian’s heart tremble suddenly, filled with confusion.
”Zheng！…”
Before Zhao Qian could think in detail, a harsh sword chirping sound suddenly rang out.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw Su Mu, who was holding the sword with both hands, carrying an arc-shaped sword light dozens of feet long, and slashed at Eighth Wu Liang with the momentum of a surging angry wave.
”Bang！”
In the midst of the violent collision sound, Wu Liang rolled on the ground, barely dodging Su Mu’s sword.
However, the appearance looked extremely embarrassed.
Originally, seeing that Wu Liang actually dared to challenge Jin Hezhi and the other three alone, many cultivators thought that he had some hidden trump card, but they didn’t expect that Wu Liang was still the same Wu Liang, and couldn’t help but be filled with disappointment in their hearts.
Just like that Huangque.
“Wu Liang is ultimately still Wu Liang, not Xu Taiping.”
Huangque sighed.
When Huang Que saw Wu Liang take the initiative to step forward and receive the sword earlier, the figure of Xu Taiping suddenly emerged in his mind, and he inexplicably had a glimmer of anticipation for him.
There is only one Xu Taiping in this world, and there is ultimately only one little junior brother of the Seven Peaks.
Seeing Wu Liang on the sacrificial platform still dodging in a sorry state, Huang Que gave a bitter smile.
“Weng weng weng…”
Just as Huang Que started to reconsider how to take more Qingxuan disciples away next, the spirit mirror in his hand that shows the number of onlookers and the amount of refined gold coins that have arrived suddenly kept making a “weng weng” sound.
Huang Que looked down and found that the number of onlookers, which had originally been less than one hundred, suddenly jumped to three hundred. The amount of refined gold coins that had not moved for a long time was also rising continuously, faintly showing a tendency to break through one million.
“If Qingxuan is gone, what’s the use of doubling the refined gold coins？”
Looking at the continuously rising amount of refined gold coins, Huang Que let out a long sigh, and there was not a trace of joy on his face.
He even had the idea of closing the patrolling mountain realm.
“Forget it, if Qingxuan is really gone, this sum of money can still be used to resettle the surviving Qingxuan disciples.”
After seriously considering it for a while, Huang Que still decided to continue keeping the patrolling mountain mirror open.
Immediately, his gaze fell on Zhao Qian at the very back of the sacrificial platform, and then he muttered：
“Headmaster Zhao couldn’t just watch the entire Qingxuan be destroyed by the Faceless Tower. It’s just that the price to pay might be something that Qingxuan can’t afford at present, otherwise he would have taken action long ago.”
After several years of contact, the Sparrow had a new understanding of this seemingly somewhat worldly headmaster of Qingxuan.
He knew that this person had a very deep mind and would always consider the worst-case scenario when doing things.
“Swish！ ……”
Just as the Sparrow began to pin all hopes on Zhao Qian, Wu Liang, the eighth disciple of the seven peaks on the sacrificial platform who had been constantly dodging, was finally struck by a sword from Su Mu.
“Bang！”
With a loud noise, the golden rune light shield formed by the Golden Body Talisman on Wu Liang’s body instantly shattered, and a wound that was deep enough to see the bone appeared on his already bloody chest.
