The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

44 Collision
At this time, the disciples of the Emei School and the Wudang School had already stepped into the restaurant.

Apparently many people in the living room on the first floor recognized them. After seeing the disciples of the Wudang sect, they were slightly startled.

After Qingxuan drank the wine in the glass, the Emei Sect and Wudang Mountain disciples had already arrived on the second floor.

Miejue Shitai scanned the second floor with his sharp gaze, paused for a moment on Qingxuan, then casually looked away, and also chose a seat by the window.

But the female disciple behind her, following her gaze, saw Qingxuan sitting on the seat drinking alone, and the deer bumped a little.

After all, no matter what era it is in, a handsome appearance can always attract women's attention.

The women of the Emei Sect were stunned, and sat down around Miejue Shitai, and the disciples of the Wudang Sect also sat on one side.

The wine glass was lightly placed on the table, Qingxuan raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Miejue Shitai, and sized up the female disciples of the Emei Sect, his eyes lit up slightly, and his eyes fixed on one of the women.

The woman has a slender figure, with a green skirt that drags the floor, a graceful figure, a slender waist, crystal clear eyes, and white skin like snow.

Condensing the bell spirit of Hanshui River and the beauty of Emei, it is so extraordinary that it can't eat the fireworks in the world.It is as beautiful as the water moon in the south of the Yangtze River, warm and moist as jade, elegant and elegant, as beautiful as heaven and man.

Even among the Emei sect with many beauties, this woman is very obvious. Compared with her, the other women seem to be the green leaves that set off the flowers, and they are not so outstanding.

Qingxuan raised his eyebrows, the woman's face was not inferior to Qin Yun's at all, nor was she inferior to the strange woman who begged him eight times in one night.

Moreover, the clear spirit on her body made her look more attractive and attractive.

Looking at the whole of Emei, there is probably only 'Zhou Zhiruo' who can have such a temperament and appearance.

It's no wonder that after Zhang Wuji fell in love with Zhao Min, he still couldn't let go of Zhou Zhiruo, she is indeed a rare beauty.

After going through the relationship between men and women, Qingxuan's resistance to beauty has also been greatly enhanced. Zhou Zhiruo is beautiful, but she is only beautiful.

Seemingly aware of Qingxuan's gaze, Zhou Zhiruo just glanced at him, but didn't pay much attention to it, she was already used to this gaze.

"Boy, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a calm woman's voice sounded in the living room on the second floor, and Miejue Shitai, who was sitting on the next table, glanced sharply at Qingxuan and questioned him rather unceremoniously.

Withdrawing his gaze, Qingxuan leisurely filled his wine glass, glanced at Miejue Shitai, looked at Zhou Zhiruo, and said with a light smile, "Would it be a pity not to see such a beautiful and extraordinary woman?"

"Presumptuous, you brat who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, you dare to insult the fairies of the Emei Sect lightly, and you are looking for death."

Suddenly, on the table of the Wudang faction, one of the men jumped up, stared at Qingxuan and shouted angrily.

As soon as the words fell, Qingxuan looked up slightly, and glanced at the Wudang disciples. He didn't understand what he was so arrogant, and the drink poured down his throat, and he said disdainfully: "Idiot."

It is so beautiful to a certain extent, it really is a very powerful weapon, even if I don't say anything, there will always be idiots who will show up. I only took a few glances, and this Wudang disciple unexpectedly came to my door.

Hearing Qingxuan's words, that Wudang disciple's expression darkened, and he said, "Boy, what do you mean by that?"

"Isn't it obvious what I mean?"

Wudang disciple's complexion changed, and he was about to speak when he saw Qingxuan looking at Zhou Zhiruo, and said, "Girl, I just saw that you are beautiful, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances, why did you insult me, do you think this guy is stupid?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Zhiruo felt that it was not unreasonable, after all, this kind of gaze can be seen everywhere, as for the other Emei girls, they covered their mouths and smiled lightly.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this, the Wudang disciple's face turned red, he shouted angrily, stomped his footsteps, and the figure jumped out, his right hand clawed towards him.

Miejue Shitai frowned. Although she was a little displeased, she was not ready to act. This Wudang disciple was too reckless.

Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, lightly shook his right hand on the table, and the bamboo chopsticks in the tube flew out, and with a wave of his sleeve, the bamboo chopsticks shot out with a whoosh.

"Pfft..."

As the scarlet blood spurted out, the Wudang disciple's condensed energy collapsed, he staggered a few steps and knelt down on the ground, his face was pale, he clutched his right palm pierced by the bamboo chopsticks, and let out a tragic wailing sound.

In an instant, all the people in the restaurant were stunned. Regardless of the Emei faction or the Wudang faction, looking at the Wudang disciples whose palms were pierced and knelt on the ground and kept crying, there was no sound, and the needles could be heard.

Juejue Shitai frowned, looked at Qingxuan with surprise, this kid made a decisive move, don't you know that the latter is a Wudang disciple?

The next moment, those Wudang disciples came back to their senses, they all drew out their long swords and stared at Qingxuan with gloomy expressions.

Not only the female disciples of the Emei School, but even the disciples of the Wudang School had no idea that someone would dare to attack them directly.

The pierced right hand must be useless!

You must know that Wudang Sect is the top sect in the Central Plains, and its disciples are respected wherever they go.

But the young man in front of him didn't know how to live or die, so he directly destroyed him.

After a brief absence, all Wudang disciples stared at Qingxuan coldly.

The leading Wudang disciple looked coldly and said, "Your Excellency, your attack is too vicious, isn't it?"

"vicious?"

Qingxuan sneered, continued to drink, and said: "I didn't kill him directly, and I already gave Zhang Sanfeng face. If not, do you think he can live till now?"

A simple sentence caused Miejue Shitai's face to change slightly, while the faces of Wudang disciples froze.

This son actually uttered wild words, who is Zhang Sanfeng, that is their patriarch, the patriarch of Wudang Jianpai, Wulin Taishan Beidou, the latter dared to call his name directly!
"Your Excellency is so arrogant, you dare to look at it like this, it seems that you don't take my Wudang faction seriously."

While speaking, the leading Wudang disciple's tone was full of arrogance.

"Besides Zhang Zhenren, who else is there in your Wudang sect?"

Qingxuan shook his head slightly, maybe other people dare not offend this colossal Wudang faction, but in his opinion, except for the great master Zhang Sanfeng who makes him a little bit afraid, others are nothing to be afraid of.

Therefore, for the Wudang faction, Qingxuan is really not as afraid as others.

What's more, he doesn't think that a few second-rate warriors can represent the entire Wudang.

"Shuzi, court death!"

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