1050 Sun Mingxiu (1/2)

The Residence of Nine Supremes had the upper hand and was high-spirited while its opponents were caught in a dilemma.

As elite disciples of Illusory Sword Sect, these people had accumulated a lot of resentment in their hearts because they were eliminated in the qualification battle to participate in the battle of the Celestial Luck Banner. It was also the reason why they had set up a checkpoint here to stop the Residence of Nine Supremes and all the small sects that wanted to pass through the area to participate in the battle. What they really wanted was to prove themselves.

'Although you won't let us take part in the battle of the Celestial Luck Banner, we can use facts to prove that we are definitely no worse than those so-called seed disciples. We can finish more enemies!'

In fact, there was an element of pique in their behavior.

Their plan was actually quite good. However, imagination was always beautiful, while reality was very cruel.

They did not expect that a random disciple from this little-known Residence of Nine Supremes, which was founded only a short time ago, would show a mighty strength that could scare all of them!

His strength was indeed mighty! There was nothing about him that they could match, whether it was his fierce sword technique or his vigorous mystical Qi.

Were all the disciples of various sects who could take part in the battle of the Celestial Luck Banner as ferocious as him?

Then, these disciples of Illusory Sword Sect remembered Hu Xiaofan's sudden mention of the money for passage and other things, and before they could give an answer, he had given them no chance and viciously rushed toward them.

The moment his sword was flashing, he had already rushed into the crowd.

As his sword kept flashing, the crowd quickly dispersed. However, in the dispersed crowd, several more disciples' necks were spewing blood as they spun and fell to the ground.

One of them shouted loudly, ”Stop! Stop! We'll let you pass!”

Hu Xiaofan smiled grimly and said, ”But, I've no intention of sparing you, a bunch of rubbish who refuse to pay for the passage!”

He said no more while the bloody sword in his hand was constantly being swung out, darting like a poisonous snake or an evil dragon who claimed lives constantly. In a single a moment, more than twenty disciples of Illusory Sword Sect fell to the ground one by one, all screaming miserably.

Yun Yang remained calm and composed as he looked on coldly from the side, but his attention was not on Hu Xiaofan. In terms of cultivation base, strength, and state of mind, Hu Xiaofan was far superior to these disciples of Illusory Sword Sect, so he had no doubt about the result of this battle, and did not need to pay attention to it. Instead, his eyes fell on the disciples of the Residence of Nine Supremes who did not take part in this battle, and saw sympathetic expressions on several faces.

Sun Mingxiu, Bai Yexing, Hu Xiaofan, and Lu Changman had the usual expressions on their faces, as if they had not seen the blood pouring in front of them. Standing beside Yun Xiuxin, Sun Mingxiu asked, ”Senior Sister, do you think these people should be killed?”

Yun Xiuxin hesitated for a moment and then said, ”They can be killed.”

With a smile on his face, Sun Mingxiu said, ”Can be killed? Why only can be killed? In fact, the answer should not be 'can be killed' or 'should be killed', but 'must be killed'! If we were to switch places with them and were even just a little bit weaker, it would be us who would be sprawled on the ground now. Senior Sister, do you think they'd let us go as long as we paid them the so-called money for the passage? No, they would never let any of us go, because they would need our heads to prove that they were no worse than the disciples who were chosen to take part in the battle of the Celestial Luck Banner!”

Yun Xiuxin's eyes grew cold and sharp as she said, ”You are right, I got into a blind alley.”