You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 948 Old man, you shouldn't go on stage~

The voices were very familiar. Changqing, who was just having a hard time with the three clueless young men in front of him, was suddenly delighted: "Since you want to hide in the shadows, then I won't let you have your way. I want to see if you can resist your curiosity and continue to hide."

Changqing believed that with the woman's intelligence, she couldn't possibly be unaware that this was his way of showing goodwill.

Three streaks of light swiftly arrived, forming a triangle that surrounded Changqing, as if afraid he would escape.

When immortals clash, mortals suffer!

Countless shops and townspeople on the street instantly closed their doors, avoiding the sight of the three streaks of light in the sky, as if afraid of being affected. They didn't even know who the three streaks of light in the sky were going to.

Unable to resist their curiosity, countless heads stretched out from the second floor of many shops, peering towards the area. Through the hazy light, they could see three streaks of light descending towards the center of the town, though they couldn't make out the details clearly.

The three people in the sky suddenly unleashed a surge of spiritual energy, their eyes flashing with ferocity. The long swords and fierce blades in their hands were gleaming with cold light. Changqing was locked onto by their auras and had no chance of escape.

"You scoundrel, what do you intend to do by drugging us? Are you trying to take liberties with Fairy Yan?" said a handsome young man with a hint of childishness. He was clearly no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and he questioned us by relying on his status as an immortal.

Changqing was taken aback: For something so small? Hey, you're getting the benefit and then acting innocent! Are all young people these days so easily agitated?

Before he could even speak, he rolled his eyes, his disdain evident.

"Good heavens, he's not convinced!!" The young man was stunned. He didn't expect this guy to be so fearless. He struck out with a palm with great force. Changqing was pulled away like a broken ball. His body flew directly into the street corner with a muffled thud.

Seeing his companion become aggressive, the other person quickly stopped him: "If we kill him now, how will we explain it to Fairy Yan? Just sever this fellow's tendons and hand him over to Fairy Yan for her to arrange."

"But..." Looking at Changqing, who was standing motionless at the end of the street, the young man suddenly realized that he had inexplicably felt a surge of anger when he met Changqing's eyes. He felt that the other man was looking at him as if he were an ant. Now it was too late to say anything.

"So what if he's dead? We'll find a mortal who looks similar to him to take his place. Fairy Yan shouldn't be able to tell the difference..." The disciple of Zilin Garden waved his hand and said.

"This... isn't quite right! Our sect teaches us to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path, to safeguard peace, but how is our act of wantonly harming mortals any different from those demons?" The thin, small figure hesitated slightly. Judging from his body and clothing, he was a disciple of the Shenhe Sect, which was not far from here.

"What's there to be afraid of? This is the mortal realm, what can they do to us? Can they really sue our sect?" A disciple of Zilin Garden nudged the thin, small figure with his elbow and teased.

That person was easygoing and didn't take it too seriously.

Immediately, three bursts of laughter rang out and lingered for a long time.

Changqing was speechless for a moment, then attacked without asking a word. Fortunately, the kid was only at the Opening Sea Realm, and the blows felt like a tickle. Such blasphemous words! Normally, he might have killed him outright, but now, pretending to be an innocent civilian was a better option.

Secretly, a pair of beautiful eyes also stared at the end of the ruined street and murmured, "These first-grade sects are no better than third-grade minor sects. Their disciples treat human life like dirt, letting these people run rampant. One day they'll get burned. And this Ji Changqing, he didn't dodge the attack, he just took it. Endure the humiliation? When did this guy develop this kind of fetish?"

A person behind him asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you're planning to strike from the shadows and catch the other side off guard?"

"Heh, you underestimate this guy too much. If it were a Dao Recognition Realm cultivator, maybe he would, but a few Sea Opening Realm cultivators? Judging from his style, he would just kill them outright, like stepping on a bug blocking his way. There's definitely something wrong with him!"

Uncle Fu watched the young man slowly get up. His face was gentle and refined, not like that of a villain. However, the Holy Maiden had only been interested in one person over the years, and that was this seemingly harmless young man.

Seemingly aware of what Uncle Fu had expected, the woman smiled sweetly: "A physical appearance is indeed a good thing. Uncle Fu, don't be fooled by him. He's different; he's treacherous and cunning. He carries the lives of two million demons on his shoulders. He's a ruthless character!"

Uncle Fu retreated into the shadows once more, his heart filled with disdain.

……

He got up, dusted off his clothes, and strolled leisurely toward the three of them. With each step, it was as if he had a breath of air in his heart, which kept squeezing his chest as if it would burst his internal organs. His spiritual energy was disordered and out of control. His footsteps were like a demonic drum, striking his sea of ​​consciousness and making him dizzy.

The force, seemingly from nowhere, caused the three to lose their footing. A powerful fear nearly made them wet themselves.

"Under normal circumstances, if you ants dared to utter such words before me, you would be devoured by ten thousand insects. The disciples taught by Danxin Mansion, Shenhe Gate, and Zilin Garden are indeed excellent!" A voice, seemingly real yet illusory, seemingly near yet far, rose up, indistinguishable between male and female, let alone young and old, and rang in the ears of the three.

As they descended step by step, an immense pressure swept over them. Ultimately, unable to withstand the oppressive aura, they all knelt on the ground, spitting out blood.

In their horror, they were filled with remorse. A suffocating feeling of facing an abyss overwhelmed them. Before the person who made the move had even laid a hand on them, their lives were already in danger.

When the black boots were right in front of them, they shook their heads and felt the pressure suddenly disappear. The scene just now seemed like an illusion, but the stinging pain in their lungs didn't seem fake.

The person in front of them was very close, but there was no overwhelming pressure. It was as if they saw a glimmer of hope. They kept kowtowing to Changqing and muttered to themselves, "We were blind. Please forgive us, senior, for this is our first offense."

A disdainful voice came from Changqing's mouth: "My holy maiden bestowed upon you celestial nectar and jade liquor to enlighten your cultivation, yet you repay kindness with enmity for the sake of your so-called face. What a dog biting Lü Dongbin! You don't recognize a good heart and have wasted that fine wine, feeding it all to the dogs!"

Seeing that the three were still kneeling on the ground, Changqing had an idea. It was time to let them try Li Yuesu.

"Get up, my holy maiden wants to see you!"

The three obeyed and did as instructed, somewhat confused about their current situation.

Changqing frowned, looking at the three of them in their disheveled state with disdain: "You should clean yourselves up before you go, so as not to offend the Holy Maiden's eyes!"

The three then understood a little. They could not sense any spiritual energy from the 'attendant' in front of them. Although they did not know why he was able to block their attack, they figured it must have been the Holy Maiden behind him who had made the move.

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Not far away, in front of the Sun family mansion, Sun Ming'en squatted on the threshold, patiently advising his grandfather, "Grandpa, don't worry, that's an immortal, how could he be bullied! Besides, you're so old, going up there would only make things worse, just watch~ Don't worry, there are plenty of immortals, nothing will happen!"

Hearing the commotion outside, Grandpa Sun rushed over, only to find Changqing being knocked away. He almost dropped his cane and rolled up his sleeves to fight back himself.