Therefore, recalling the domineering feeling that Chu Qinghe had just casually revealed, Lianxing felt as if her heart had been gently pounded by the domineering feeling that had just overflowed from Chu Qinghe, and her heart unconsciously quickened a little.
Seeing Chu Qinghe's actions this time, Lianxing's eyes flickered, and her heart couldn't help but beat faster. When she looked at Chu Qinghe, her eyes sparkled.
Beside the carriage, looking at the corpse of the monk Zhiguang in the distance, Kumārajīva glanced at Chu Qinghe again and couldn't help but sigh.
"Why did you go and provoke this evil spirit for no reason?"
Others may not know, but Kumārajīva was fully aware of the treacherous nature hidden beneath Chu Qinghe's gentle appearance.
In Kumārajīva's eyes, even a Celestial Realm expert like Pang Ban had suffered two defeats in front of Chu Qinghe.
Afterwards, Pang Ban didn't even dare to consider causing trouble for Chu Qinghe again, for fear that he would fall into Chu Qinghe's hands again.
An old monk whose martial arts skills have been completely destroyed actually dared to demand an explanation from Chu Qinghe.
Needless to say, he confessed.
However, thinking of Chu Qinghe's decisive and ruthless actions, Kumārajīva couldn't help but glance at the corpse of the monk Zhiguang.
When Kumārajīva glanced at the corpse of the monk Zhiguang and took in the three fatal wounds on the body, his eyelids twitched again.
Putting everything else aside, with Chu Qinghe's strength, killing the monk Zhiguang would be a piece of cake.
But just as Chu Qinghe made his move, he attacked three vital points at the same time.
Having roamed the martial world for many years, Kumārajīva naturally knew that strength was not something to be feared in the martial world.
People like Qiao Feng, even if they are strong and highly skilled, are too upright and easily led astray.
It's not difficult to scheme against someone like Qiao Feng.
What's truly terrifying is someone like Chu Qinghe, who is not only highly skilled and decisive in killing, but also extremely cautious, leaving no room for retreat once he strikes.
Thinking about it, Kumārajīva suddenly felt somewhat fortunate that he had maintained a good attitude throughout the journey.
Otherwise, if Chu Qinghe just did that, hitting himself several times with his head and body, even Buddha would be worried.
Suddenly, Hong Qigong, who was at the front of the Southern Beggars' Sect, said lazily, "This monk Zhiguang is from the Northern Shaolin Temple. If you kill him so simply and decisively, I'm afraid Shaolin won't let it go so easily afterward."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe slightly raised his eyes and looked at Hong Qigong beside him.
After a moment's thought, Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Elder Hong. It's nothing."
Seeing Chu Qinghe's calm and composed tone and expression, a hint of surprise flashed in Hong Qigong's eyes.
As his thoughts raced, Hong Qigong slowly nodded to Chu Qinghe and then fell silent.
However, Hong Qigong couldn't help but fall into deep thought after seeing Chu Qinghe's calm reaction.
His gaze fell upon Chu Qinghe's handsome face and the stunning beauty of the Water Mother Yin Ji and the other women, and he couldn't help but think of the Free and Unfettered Sect.
But considering the Xiaoyao Sect's silence over the years, Hong Qigong felt something was amiss.
"Just who are these people? How dare they disregard even the Northern Shaolin Temple?"
Perhaps they sensed that the current state had deviated from their original intentions.
After regaining her senses, Kang Min, who was in the apricot grove, suddenly glanced at Xu Changzhi and coughed lightly.
Upon hearing Kang Min's voice, Xu Changzhi also snapped out of his daze.
After calming down, Xu Changzhi first glanced at Chu Qinghe and the others, then looked at Qiao Feng again and said, "Qiao Feng, your performance as the leader of the Northern Beggars' Sect was evident to all. However, the position of the chief leader is of great importance, and it even represents the future leader of the martial arts alliance. If you are just going to continue to serve as the leader of the Northern Beggars' Sect, that's fine, but if you want to be the chief leader, your status is somewhat inappropriate."
Upon hearing the voice, Qiao Feng pondered for a moment but did not respond immediately. Instead, he glanced at Kang Min.
Immediately afterwards, Qiao Feng suddenly turned his head to look at the elders of the Northern Beggars' Clan.
When they sensed Qiao Feng's gaze, the elders of the Northern Beggars' Clan were either puzzled or remained calm, but a few of them unconsciously looked away.
Seeing this scene, Qiao Feng glanced again at the monk Zhiguang and Quan Guanqing's corpse on the ground, and a thought flashed through his mind.
Although Qiao Feng was honest and simple, he was not stupid.
Faced with today's sudden trial, Qiao Feng has been in a passive and restrained position from the very beginning.
But now, because of Chu Qinghe's influence, Qiao Feng has gradually come to his senses.
Since the Beggars' Sect already knew about his identity, why was it only revealed today?
At the same time, beside the carriage.
In that instant, Chu Qinghe seemed to sense something, and the folding fan he was waving suddenly paused.
"Ha! So you've finally decided to make your move?"
After a slight smile to himself, Chu Qinghe gently fanned himself with his folding fan twice.
During the process, wisps of true energy flowed silently in Chu Qinghe's right hand, causing gentle breezes to swirl around him and the women as he fanned himself with his folding fan.
Perhaps it was because so many Beggar Clan disciples had gathered in this apricot grove that the air inside had a more complex and mixed feel.
As Chu Qinghe gently fanned himself with his folding fan, neither the Water Mother Yin Ji nor the other women, nor even Kumārajīva, noticed anything unusual in his breathing.
From the sleeve of Chu Qinghe's robe, which he carried on his back, the offspring of the Devouring Essence Mother-Child Glass Gu silently flew out.
A moment later, after glancing at the northwest direction of the apricot grove, Chu Qinghe raised an eyebrow.
"interesting."
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