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The Sect Leader has a venerable position and lives on Hanwu Peak. Unless it was some important occasion or extremely important event that occurred, it would rarely appear.

Mo Beichen stood at the foot of the Hanwu Peak, which he could not see the end of, and thought back to the miserable state he was in when he first came to this place.

At that time, he was only at the fifth level of the War Qi. Under the lead of a disciple named Chen Mufeng, whose strength was unknown, he awkwardly arrived at the summit. With his back drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, Chen Mufeng must have seen his face.

Right now, Mo Beichen's strength had undergone a huge change, but when facing that mountain peak that could not be seen at first glance, he still felt that he was so insignificant.

Without saying much, Mo Beichen moved his feet, walking up an unknown flight of green stone stairs.

After about half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination and arrived in front of an ancient courtyard.

"Stop!" This is the Sect Leader's residence. Who are you? This is not a place where you can come to. Get the hell out of here, otherwise, break all your limbs and throw it into the back mountains to feed the wolves. "

Seeing that an uninvited guest had arrived, the disciple in charge of guarding the courtyard instantly became vigilant. He loudly berated Mo Beichen who wanted to enter, and even fiercely threatened him.

"God damn, it's only a watchdog. What kind of thing is that? You dare to insult me?"

He was scolded before he could even open his mouth. Just as he wanted to get angry, when Mo Beichen saw how confident the other party was, he suddenly remembered that this was the Sect Leader's territory. Who would dare to do anything to him?

"Forget it. I have a favor to ask of others after all. I don't want to bother with a scumbag like you for now. I'll deal with you in the future!"

He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart, if it was in another place, Mo Beichen would have slapped him into the ground a long time ago.

"I am Lei Mingfeng, the first seat, and am here to seek an audience with the Sect Leader.

No matter what, at least he should do what he had to. Mo Beichen thought to himself, I've already given you the chance. If you, brat, want to die and insist on finding trouble with me, then don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Hahaha …" Lei Mingfeng's first seat? Even if you're lying, you still have to come up with a decent excuse. "To think that you can come up with such a ridiculous lie. Do you think that we are three-year-olds?"

"If you are the first, then I am his grandfather!"

"Impudent!" How honorable is the seat of the head? How can a brat like you who's still wet behind the ears pretend to be him? "

"How audacious! How dare you cause trouble here! Boy, I think you must be tired of living!"

"Why are you still wasting your breath on him? The first seat is not to be insulted. This child has already committed a capital offense. We will just kill him on behalf of the Sect Leader to clean up the mess."

He never thought that these people would actually have such violent natures, killing people just because they don't like each other. Their heart and methods were much more cruel and cruel than Mo Beichen.

He didn't even have the chance to explain before he was surrounded by a group of people.

For a time, the sky was filled with the glow of blades and the shadows of swords. There were also several sharp slashes and fists that attacked him from all sides.

Mo Beichen never thought that they would attack him the moment they said they would, and all of them were aimed at his vitals.

A few of them were powerful, all of them were at least experts of the eighth stage of War Qi s, and their attacks were extremely sudden, without any warning. Due to his carelessness, there were a few more wounds on Mo Beichen's body, and he had even almost been slashed on the neck by a longsword.

If it wasn't for the large success of his Steel Body, he might have already fallen to the ground from the heavy injuries and be slaughtered by them.

"How dare you!" You dare to encircle and kill me, I will not let you off! "

Feeling the burning pain from his wound, Mo Beichen was furious. His eyes turned cold as he let out a thunderous roar and jumped out of their encirclement like a spirit monkey.

"So you have some skills. No wonder you're here to cause trouble." "It's a pity that you came to the wrong place. Today, you shall leave your life behind!"

He did not expect that Mo Beichen would actually be able to calmly retreat under the encirclement, which surprised these gatekeeping disciples.

After a short pause, they launched another fierce attack.

If these people all had a ninth stage strength, perhaps Mo Beichen would still be wary of them. Unfortunately, their levels were all the same, and none of them were higher than the other. At this time, the two sides were competing in terms of martial skills, strength, and cultivation.

Mo Beichen's gaze turned cold and the aura around him suddenly dispersed outwards. Although he did not have the imposing aura of a monarch descending upon the world, there seemed to be an indescribable aura solidifying in the air, causing the people facing him to instantly feel uncomfortable all over. Their palms began to sweat.

What's going on? Why do I feel so scared? That arrogant brat was only at the eighth level.

Wu Yang was astounded. A faint sense of danger emerged from within his heart and spread out rapidly. He was the leader of this group. His cultivation had reached the ninth layer, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to convince the masses.

Feeling the unexplainable uneasiness in his heart, he suddenly mustered his courage and shouted in surprise. A broadsword immediately appeared in his hand.

That faint uneasiness quickly turned into fear, causing them to become restless and unexplainable worry in their hearts. He was afraid that if he didn't act decisively, he wouldn't dare to make a move soon. This feeling was akin to standing on the shore, facing the monstrous waves roaring towards them!

"How could I have such a ridiculous feeling? How ridiculous!"

Wu Yang immediately regained his senses, he abandoned all distracting thoughts and used all his strength to wield the blade in his hands without holding back as he slashed towards Mo Beichen's head.

Although it was just a simple slash without any martial skills being used, if it hit, it would still be split in half.

"Clang!"

A clanging sound of metals clashing rang out, and there were even sparks flying. Mo Beichen's right hand was like a steel, his expression calm as he received the attack.

"Your strength isn't bad, but it's a pity that you're just like a woman. Don't tell me that this is all you have?" Shaking his head in disappointment, Mo Beichen flicked his finger and almost let the blade in Wu Yang's hand escape his grasp.

"Brat, you're too early to be proud. Accept your death!"

Hearing Mo Beichen's mocking, he flew into a rage, angered to the point that his face flushed red.

The sword wielding hand increased its strength, the War Qi s in both hands gushed out, completely pouring it into the blade, causing the long blade to emit an exquisite light, it then fiercely jumped up, and slashed down from the sky!

Boom!

Mo Beichen's two fists that were suffused with gold light clashed head on with the resplendent long blade, causing sparks to fly out. The long blade broke into pieces, leaving only the handle in Wu Yang's hand.

"He actually caught my Overlord's Saber with his bare hand?"

Stunned, Wu Yang's arms felt numb and his hands cracked open. His entire body was sent flying. He suddenly fell to the ground, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. He struggled a few times, but was still unable to stand up.

He was heavily injured in one strike!