Since people are coming to visit you, you must maintain a good image.

If a female donor wants to stay overnight, she cannot appear too sloppy.

"Master, please come quickly, they are already here!"

Near the mountain gate, Wu Duxiu's shouting was heard again, and there was an inexplicable panic in his voice.

Wang Qiuyang shook his head in disappointment and pondered, "Of the over 300 disciples on Shushan Mountain, why did they choose Xiu'er as their last disciple? It's probably not too late to return her now, right?"

While thinking in his mind, he quickened his pace and soon arrived in front of the mountain gate.

At this time, not only Wu Duxiu was standing outside the mountain gate, but hundreds of disciples had already arrived here one after another.

There was a pool of blood beside the mountain gate. The Husky who had just enjoyed the delicious food had died.

Needless to say, Erha was definitely killed by the young man opposite.

This is?

Seeing such a tense atmosphere, Wang Qiuyang was suddenly shocked.

Is someone coming to challenge us?

Wang Qiuyang's aura was shaken, and the powerful aura of the ninth level of the True Meridian burst out. He jumped out of the mountain gate in a flash, looking at the newcomer with unfriendly eyes.

"Who are you to dare challenge my Shushan Sword Sect?"

Hearing Wang Qiuyang's domineering voice, Zhou Motou couldn't help but sneer.

"You must be the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, right? That's great!"

Before he finished speaking, Demon Zhou suddenly raised his hand, and a large black energy handprint appeared, knocking Wang Qiuyang to the ground with a bang.

"ah!"

Everyone was shocked. How could the opponent be so strong?

Wang Qiuyang struggled a few times and tried to stand up.

However, the opponent's black handprint was so overbearing that it pinned him to the ground.

"Young people don't have martial ethics. How can you attack without warning? I'm not ready yet!"