My Days of Slacking Off in the Martial Arts World

On the land of the Nine Provinces, the martial arts world and the imperial court are clearly distinct.

Carrying a sign-in system, Chu Qinghe transmigrated to a martial arts world. What he wan...

Chapter 137 This beast is actually one of Dongfang Bubai's men.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Shanhe finished speaking, Ding Xian, who was standing next to the sect leader Ding Yi, let out a low roar.

However, just as the true energy within Master Dingxian's body was circulating and her long sword was raised, a disdainful and cold voice suddenly echoed across the summit of Hengshan Sect.

"Ha! A bunch of chickens and dogs."

The moment the voice was uttered, it was filled with arrogance and disdain, serving as a signal.

The next moment

A group of disciples of the Sun Moon Sect, along with two elders of the Sun Moon Sect, Sang San Niang and Tong Bai Xiong, rushed up to the top of the mountain.

As they began climbing the mountain, Sang San Niang and Tong Bai Xiong each led their respective teams and quickly moved around the open space, eventually surrounding everyone on the summit.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed by, moving with incredible speed, like a ghost.

In almost the time it takes to breathe, they rushed from the foot of the mountain to the summit.

Until he stood between the Hengshan Sect and the Liequan Sect.

Her hair was tied up with a golden crown, and her fiery red robe seemed to reflect light even through the surrounding firelight, making her appear exceptionally noble.

Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with indifference, and her eyes were brimming with arrogance.

Although he was just standing with his hands behind his back, he exuded a dignified and domineering aura.

"Invincible East!"

Upon seeing Dongfang Bubai in front of them, after a moment of stunned silence, both Ding Yi and the other two from the Hengshan Sect, as well as Zhao Shanhe and his group on the other side, subconsciously took a step back, a look of fear uncontrollably appearing in their eyes.

Dingyi and the other two, in particular, were on high alert.

It should be noted that Dongfang Bubai had recently wiped out the other four factions of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Now that they have seen Dongfang Bubai appear, one can imagine how Dingyi and the other two feel.

Even the nun Dingxian, who had been on the verge of exploding with rage, now had a pale face.

His gaze swept lightly over Ding Yi and the other two, and although it was just a glance, it gave people a sense of disdain.

This caused the three nuns, including Master Dingxian, to unconsciously begin circulating their inner energy.

However, in the face of the reactions of the three nuns, the disdain in Dongfang Bubai's eyes did not diminish but increased.

After glancing over Yilin, who was placed among the Hengshan disciples behind Master Dingxian and the other two, the coldness in Dongfang Bubai's eyes lessened slightly, but his gaze was immediately withdrawn.

After shifting his gaze, Dongfang Bubai turned his expression slightly to look at Zhao Shanhe and the other two opposite him.

Compared to Master Dingyi and the other two, Zhao Shanhe and the others were in a much worse state.

Almost at the same moment Dongfang Bubai's gaze shifted towards them, feeling that cold and arrogant look, Zhao Shanhe and the others felt their throats go dry and couldn't help but take a few steps back again.

The gang members behind the three men were so weak that they turned around and wanted to run away.

A few breaths later, Dongfang Bubai slightly raised his face.

His figure appeared in front of Zhao Shanhe and the other two in an instant.

As the leaders of the Liyang Gang and the Hundred Swords Gang beside Zhao Shanhe were sent flying backward, coughing up blood, from the top of Hengshan Mountain towards the direction of ascent, Dongfang Bubai's fair hand gripped Zhao Shanhe's neck.

Only then did those present sense the fluctuations of true energy emanating from Dongfang Bubai.

Its speed was so fast that the black-clad, masked man beside Chu Qinghe and his companions couldn't help but shrink his eyes and hold his breath for a moment.

As he placed his hand on Zhao Shanhe's neck, Dongfang Bubai said softly, "Since you deliberately set this up, now that I, the leader of this sect, am here, don't say you dare not come out."

As he spoke, Dongfang Bubai tightened his fingers slightly, then twisted his hand and snapped Zhao Shanhe's neck.

When Dongfang Bubai raised his hand and tossed Zhao Shanhe's corpse aside like trash, Chu Qinghe sensed that the martial artist in the late stage of the Grandmaster realm, who had been hiding in the tree two zhang away, had moved.

Almost instantly, this martial artist at the late Grandmaster level flashed to the open space, three zhang away from Dongfang Bubai.

By the light of the fire in the brazier next to this person, everyone was able to clearly see the appearance of this late-stage Grandmaster realm martial artist.

It was an old man dressed in plain black clothes with white hair.

Although he appeared to have white hair, the old man possessed a sharp aura that immediately revealed him to be no ordinary person.

As his gaze shifted slightly to the old man, Dongfang Bubai raised an eyebrow and then said with a mocking tone, "Feng Qingyang? Ha, you got away last time, but this time you actually dare to show your face in front of this sect leader?"

At the same time, upon hearing Dongfang Bubai's address to the old man, Chu Qinghe's gaze involuntarily fell upon Feng Qingyang.

But after a moment, Chu Qinghe withdrew his gaze and instead glanced at the masked man in black beside him.

Seeing that there was no sign of them moving, Chu Qinghe raised an eyebrow slightly.

Are you still waiting for an opportunity?

Standing by the brazier, Feng Qingyang listened to Dongfang Bubai's words, his eyes filled with anger.

An aged but powerful voice slowly rang out.

"Dongfang Bubai, you destroyed my Huashan Sword Sect. If you don't die, how will I face my Sword Sect's martyrs?"

Hearing Feng Qingyang's words, Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain, "No wonder the Huashan Sect was destroyed back then, it was full of trash like you who only knew how to talk big."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyang said no more. He raised his right hand and directly drew the sword from the hand of a Hengshan Sect disciple into his own.

Then he stomped his foot hard on the ground.

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