You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

In a rage, Qin Wuyang raised his hand to kill all the dozen people present.

When the other party saw Qin Wuyang, he was about to commit murder.

He quickly begged for mercy: "Master Qin, please spare your life! We are members of the World Dao Alliance..."

The hand Qin Wuyang just raised suddenly froze in mid-air.

The words of the Master before he left flashed through his mind!

"When Blackwater Palace comes to your door, no matter how rude they are, everyone must be patient."

"Remember, don't conflict with them."

These words were like a thorn piercing into Qin Wuyang's mind!

He was so angry that he was shaking all over, and his teeth were almost broken by his own bite, but he just didn't slap him!

You can feel the fluctuations of spiritual power coming from the Sutra Pavilion at Longshou Peak.

Qin Wuyang became cruel and cursed secretly: "Damn it, the other party has already knocked on the door, and you still can't bear it!"

He immediately wanted to slap it down with one palm.

One of them begged loudly for mercy: "Master Qin, please spare my life. I am the relative of Alliance Leader Wen. You can't kill me..."

Qin Wuyang was about to clap his hands, but he hesitated after hearing these words.

The power of the Tianxia Dao Alliance has now surpassed the seven major sects, and the Spirit Sword Sect really cannot afford to offend them.

Seeing that Qin Wuyang seemed a little confused, the man quickly said: "Master Qin, my daughter is married to the nephew of Alliance Leader Wen, you can't kill me."

"As long as you let me go, I will definitely tell Leader Wen about this when I go back!"

"Let him bring justice to your Spirit Sword Sect!"

Qin Wuyang hesitated again and again, but considering the future of the Spirit Sword Sect, he finally refrained from killing a few people.

Qin Wuyang snorted coldly, turned around and rushed out of the flame cage, heading straight to the Scripture Collection Pavilion at Longshou Peak.

Although the others left, the spell of the flame cage was not removed by him.

He wants to trap these people here and wait for the real leader to come back to decide their life or death!

Aoki Peak, alchemy room.

Yang Xuhao had just finished refining a furnace of elixirs, and was now naked from the waist up, having fun with a maid on his left and right.

One of the maids held a crystal grape in her mouth and fed it to Yang Xuhao herself.

Another maid kept moving her hands over Yang Xuhao's body, massaging him to dredge his qi and blood.

From time to time bursts of laughter could be heard from the alchemy room.

Just when Yang Xuhao was enjoying this rare and comfortable time, the door of the alchemy room suddenly kicked open with a "bang"!

Yang Xuhao, who was laughing just now, was startled by the sudden explosion.

His face immediately darkened, he kicked over the fruit plate in front of him and shouted angrily: "Who doesn't understand the rules so much and wants to die?"

At this time, three sturdy men rushed in with weapons in hand.

He was also stunned when he saw Yang Xuhao, who was naked and facing away from them, hugging them on both sides.

They never thought that someone would do such a thing in the alchemy room.

But then they all laughed when they heard Yang Xuhao's angry shout.

A man with a rough voice said: "Good boy, there is such a scum in the Spirit Sword Sect, huh?"

"It seems that Grandpa, I really came to the right place today."

After hearing this voice, Yang Xuhao also realized that something was wrong.

He immediately looked back and found that those who broke in were not the disciples of Aoki Peak, but three rough men.

The three of them each held weapons in their hands, as if they were coming with bad intentions.

Yang Xuhao's face suddenly showed a bright smile.

He pushed aside the two maids beside him who were already trembling with fear and stood up slowly: "Who are the three of you? Why do you want to come to my alchemy room at Qingmu Peak?"

The three burly men were also looking at Yang Xuhao.

Seeing Yang Xuhao's handsome appearance, strong and capable muscles, and a calm and unhurried demeanor.

This made them feel a little jealous.

Looking at the scantily clad maid who was with Yang Xuhao, the three of them's eyes shone.

"Damn it, your Spirit Sword Sect is just a place that hides evil and evil. I am here today to do justice for heaven!"

"You pretty boy, go to hell for grandpa!"

A burly man didn't even explain his purpose, and directly swung the long knife in his palm towards Yang Xuhao!

Yang Xuhao frowned slightly, waved his hand, and a long black whip full of thorns appeared in his hand.

Yang Xuhao flicked his wrist.

The long whip was like a poisonous snake and was tied towards the sturdy man who rushed up.

The sturdy man said with disdain on his face: "Do these tattered branches want to entangle me, grandpa?"

As he spoke, he swung his long knife and slashed directly at Yang Xuhao's whip.

With a "pop" sound, Yang Xu's long whip snapped.

The sturdy man was very proud and was about to shout a few words when he suddenly heard his companion behind him shouting: "Be careful!"

The burly man was a little puzzled. This pretty boy's weapon had been chopped into two pieces. Why should he be careful?

The next second, he understood why his companion reminded him to be careful!

The severed section of the whip did not fall to the ground, but continued to wrap around him.

In just a blink of an eye, his neck was strangled by the broken whip full of thorns!

Then the whip quickly grew longer, and in just one breath, he was tied up.

The burly man only felt an itch on his neck, and then he lost consciousness below his neck.

He witnessed with his own eyes that black whip gradually turned from black to red.

He felt that his consciousness was rapidly blurring, and before he could figure out what was going on, his whole body was already lifeless.

The sturdy man fell to the ground with a 'boom'.

Yang Xuhao waved his hand, and the vine whip returned to his hand.

The red light of the vine whip flashed a few times, then returned to its previous black color.

The body of that sturdy man was covered with tiny pinprick scars.

But not a drop of blood came out, because he had no more blood to shed.

His blood has been drained!

Seeing the tragic death of their companions, the remaining two big men felt a little panicked.

I didn't expect that the pretty boy in front of me would be so tyrannical.

Looking at Yang Xuhao approaching step by step, the two of them slowly backed away, sweat beads oozing out of their foreheads.

Yang Xuhao sneered and waved his whip again. Knowing that they were no match, the two immediately screamed strangely and turned around to run away.

But just as they turned around, the whips were already wrapped around their necks!

In just a few breaths, the two of them had followed in the footsteps of their companions and died after being sucked dry of their blood.

Yang Xuhao kicked the three corpses out of the alchemy room with a look of disgust.

At this time, one of the maids recovered from her panic.

He quickly came up with a smile and hugged Yang Xuhao's waist and said: "Senior Brother Yang is so powerful, these people are no match for you!"

Another maid also came over and threw herself into Yang Xuhao's arms and said coquettishly: "Senior Brother Yang, I was really scared just now."

Yang Xuhao pushed the two maids away with a dark face and said coldly: "Get out of here, you brainless thing, don't even bring me my clothes."

The two maids were so frightened that they knelt down and apologized: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Yang, I'm sorry!"

Yang Xuhao glared at the two maids kneeling on the ground with disgust.

As expected, they are two big-breasted and brainless idiots.

He had no choice but to pull a robe into his hand with a casual move and immediately rushed out of the alchemy room!