C210 Junior how dare you

Chu Bingxin's eyes spurted blood, she stared straight at the A Peerless Swordsman in the air, who seemed like a mortal. She roared out loud, and like an enraged wild beast, she wanted to eat the man, her voice was like a rhododendron crying in pain, filled with hatred!

It was this person who had challenged Ancestor, who adored her, who heavily injured his Ancestor, causing his Ancestor Sect to suffer from the different kind of Sword Qi. They were on the verge of death, if not for that, their Chu Family would not have been in danger!

At this moment, they had truly met their nemesis, and their eyes were red!

"Eldest Miss, calm down, calm down …" Chu Ming, who was at the side, became anxious upon hearing this. How could he not hate this white-clothed Sword Cultivator, but at the moment, it was not the right time to act rashly. He was able to easily injure his Ancestor Sect heavily, and his strength was tyrannical, far beyond their imagination.

"Kid, why? Do you want to find me for revenge?" The middle-aged man's cold face twitched slightly, as if he was playing with a cat or mouse.

"You …" The killing intent surged in Chu Bingxin's heart, if she also had the ability to kill with's gaze, then the white-clothed Sword Cultivator would have been sliced into thousands of pieces, and her corpse would have been torn into tens of thousands of pieces!

"Eldest Miss, don't be impulsive, please don't be impulsive …" No matter how angry Chu Ming was in his heart, he had to endure it for now. Otherwise, all of them would die here!

Even though their group was not weak and had a few Martial Masters, to the A Peerless Swordsman like the white clothed middle-aged man, they were just a bunch of ants. If he wanted to kill them, it would definitely not take much effort.

"Phew …" "Hu …" Chu Bingxin suppressed the anger in her heart, using her remaining rationality to tell her that this was not the time for her to be impulsive.

"Senior, why did you stop us?"

"Kid, you sure are shrewd!" The white robed middle aged man's sword light flashed, and at such a young age, he already had such a cultivation, which wasn't hard to come by, as he would have the chance to step into the High Level Martial Master realm in the future after training hard for a while.

The next moment …

The white robed middle-aged man's expression turned cold as he said, "Little kid, you should know why I'm here. Obediently hand over the Spirit Transformation Grass and I'll spare your lives!"

"Were you the one who called the four bandits?" Suddenly, Chu Bingxin seemed to have understood something.

"Humph!" That group of trash is really useless. I paid a huge price to invite them, yet they couldn't even handle such a small matter. This caused me to have to personally make a trip here! " Of course, he would not lie to a group of ants that were not even middle stage Martial Masters. The Sword Cultivator s of the Eighth Empyrean, in this era where they were almost unable to conceal themselves, were already standing amongst the top expert s and had their own pride. "Little kid, what are you thinking about, are you handing over the Spirit Transforming Grass?"

"Damn it!"

Chu Bingxin bit her lower lip, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists, she felt unreconciled in her heart. The Spirit Transforming Grass was related to the safety of his Ancestor, without it, the Sword Qi in her body would not be able to last for long, if something were to happen to the Ancestor Sect, their Chu Family would be in danger, and it would not be peaceful inside, so many families wanted to replace them with Chu Family, to become the number one clan in Liyang City. However, with the suppression from the, the strongest expert, they did not dare to act rashly!

Previously, she suspected that the big families spent a lot of money to hire the four great robbers, the tiger, leopard, and wolf, to steal the Spirit Transformation Grass in their hands!

But if they did not hand it over, the white clothed Sword Cultivator would definitely not let them off so easily.

"Kid, don't challenge my patience. Quickly hand over the Spirit Transformation Grass or else, hmph!" The white clothed middle aged man raised his eyebrows and a trace of impatience flashed past his eyes. If not for the fact that this Chu Family was useful and wanted to subdue them for his own use, why would he need to go through so much trouble?

"What should I do now …" "What should I do …" Although the white clothed middle aged man did not say it out loud, the meaning behind his words was obvious. If they did not hand over the Spirit Transforming Grass, the souls of the people in their convoy would immediately disappear, but the Spirit Transforming Grass was related to their Ancestor s, who were the divine needles to freeze the sea of their Chu Family. If they were to fall, they would at least give up the throne of the first clan of Liyang City, and at the very least, destroy their thousand year old foundation of Chu Family!

But soon, a wry smile crept onto her pretty face, "So what if I don't hand it over, when the Dark Star kills us, the Spirit Transformation Grass will not be able to escape his demonic claws …"

The weak sometimes don't even have the right to choose. This is the sorrow of the weak!

At this moment …

An old and hoarse voice came rolling in from all directions, "What a junior! To actually dare to bully a junior of mine, you really have the guts!"

"Who?" "Come out!"

A deep sense of unease flashed through his deep sword pupils, and his heart was immediately clouded by a layer of gloom. With his cultivation, he actually did not discover anyone approaching him, and the strength of the newcomer was evident, he was at least at the level of a High Level Martial Master that was not much weaker than himself, and the most terrifying thing was, if the opponent took advantage of him not being on guard at all, and tried to kill him, even if he did not die at this moment, he would still be severely injured!

With that thought, the cold-faced Swordmaster Xiao Leng immediately felt a burst of lingering fear, and his forehead unconsciously broke out in a trickle of sweat!

Ah!" It was the Old Ancestor! The Old Ancestor has come to save us!

Compared to Xiao Leng's fear, Chu Bingxin and the others were immediately overjoyed. That was the joy of surviving a calamity. Even though they had only heard that hoarse and aged voice once, they were sure that they would never forget it in their entire lives!

In the next moment …

Everyone looked at the white-robed Sword Cultivator with gazes filled with schadenfreude. Many of them looked at him as if he was dead.

Even though this white-clothed Sword Cultivator was powerful, Chu Bingxin and the others were clear that she was only a single High Level Martial Master expert, and even if she was able to reach the ninth heaven, it was still unknown. On that day, he had fought with his own Ancestor for dozens of rounds, and only then did she heavily injure his own Ancestor with a single sword strike.

A mere High Level Martial Master was nothing in the hands of the Ancestor Sect. In the hands of the Ancestor Sect, that was just like a handful of ants on the ground, someone who could easily kill a large handful of them!

At this moment …

"Young man, kneel down and obediently kowtow to my junior to apologize. I might even spare your pathetic life!"

"You hiding rat, do you dare to come out and fight with me?" As a A Peerless Swordsman of the Eighth Empyrean, his fighting strength was comparable to a top-notch expert of the Nine Empyrean Martial Master s. In this place with Xianglong County, and not just that, when had he been humiliated like this before, making him kneel down and admit his wrongs to those ants? He had truly eaten the guts of a leopard, death was the only option available to those mice today, and only fresh blood could wash away the humiliation he had suffered today!

"Junior, you're too presumptuous!"

An angry roar, like the roar of thunder and the roar of a god.

In the next moment …

A mind force that was terrifying to the point of making Xiao Leng despair enveloped his entire body. In that terrifying mind force Xia, he felt that he was so insignificant, so powerless, as though he was an ant that could be casually killed on the ground, insignificant!

"Crack!"

It was as if something had shattered. The sword intent was the Death Sword Intent that he had painstakingly cultivated for dozens of years. Under the bombardment of that terrifying Mental Energy, it was completely crushed into pieces!

"Wow!"

With his life's sword intent destroyed, Xiao Leng immediately suffered heavy injuries. He looked up at the sky and spat out a huge mouthful of blood, his entire body becoming like a meteor as he plummeted down from the skies …