"Humph, those are all excuses, you're just being stingy and don't want to give it to me!"

Yu Yang waved his hands capriciously, looking unhappy, like a child who couldn't get his favorite toy.

The senior still smiled and explained, "Young Master, our Lianshen Mountain Villa is not one of those small sects that are not in the mainstream."

"They need to rely on external forces to establish their authority, but we don't. Besides, our ideas for cultivating the younger generation are much more advanced than theirs!"

As the senior spoke, he gently patted Yu Yang's shoulder, trying to calm him down.

Hearing this, Yu Yang nodded with satisfaction, and a proud smile reappeared on his face: "That's true, our family can cultivate a genius like me, the concept is indeed very advanced!"

The two of them smiled at each other, and soon forgot about the Kunlun disciples, as if those people had never appeared in their world.

At the location of Wanying Sect, Wan Tianhua, the young master of Wanying Sect, had an indifferent expression and his eyes were as calm as water.

Like several other geniuses, he did not pay much attention to the disciples of Kunlun Holy Land, as if those people were just dust on his path of cultivation and not worth mentioning.

At this moment, he was talking in a low voice with the elder inside the door. His expression was serious and his tone revealed unquestionable majesty.

"Elder, you have seen it all, right? The Kunlun Holy Land's approach is a typical negative example."

Wan Tianhua frowned slightly, his eyes deep, and said slowly, "Giving the ultimate imperial weapon to the young generation who have not yet fully grown up is not helping him, but harming him!"

"Over-reliance on external forces will cause disciples to lose their pursuit of improving their own strength, and eventually become vassals of weapons."

As Wan Tianhua spoke, he shook his head slightly, expressing his strong disagreement with the Kunlun Holy Land's approach.

Wan Tianhua scoffed at the claim that Kunlun Sword Demon had shattered a semi-emperor soldier.

A mocking arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he concluded in his heart that the so-called Kunlun Sword Demon must have used the power of the Extreme Emperor Weapon to do this.

In his opinion, people who only know how to borrow external things are not to be feared at all. They are like ants and can be easily crushed.

The four top talents from the Xukun Realm, Gu Xinghui, Xue Yuexin, Yu Yang and Wan Tianhua, each stood in the position of their respective forces, and glanced at the Kunlun disciples with either indifference or contempt.

They were convinced that the Kunlun disciples were just a group of weaklings who relied on external things. Those so-called glorious military exploits were nothing but false appearances with the help of the supreme imperial weapons. In their eyes, they were not worth mentioning.

Just as everyone's evaluation of Kunlun's disciples was gradually reaching a consensus, a completely different aura, like thunder from a clear sky, exploded in the field.

In the area of ​​Feixue Sect, a tall and burly man, like a god or demon walking out of an ancient battlefield, has an unruly and unbridled aura that surges wildly around him.

His hair was disheveled and flying wildly in the wind, and each strand seemed to contain endless power.

He stomped his feet suddenly, and the ground cracked instantly, with cracks spreading in all directions like a spider web.

Then, he rose from the ground, with a breathtakingly powerful aura, like a meteor streaking across the sky, and rushed straight towards the Kunlun Holy Land.

He came with great force and murderous intent, and it was obvious that he had no good intentions.

This sudden change instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The contestants who were originally chatting or practicing stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky, their eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

"Isn't that the number one prodigy of Feixue Sect, Qin Hui?!"

In the crowd, a sharp-eyed contestant was the first to exclaim, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Really? Qin Hui is here! Didn't they say that Kunlun Sword Demon killed Qin Cang? Qin Cang is his younger brother!!!"

The other contestant suddenly realized something, and a look of shock appeared on his face, but also with a hint of excitement, as if he had a premonition that a fierce conflict was about to break out.

"So there is this relationship? No wonder he came to cause trouble!!!"

Everyone was whispering to each other, and the sound of discussion was one after another, like a group of frightened sparrows.

"Kunlun Sword Demon killed his brother, Qin Hui will definitely not let it go!!!"

Some people's eyes flickered with anticipation, as if they couldn't wait to see the next wonderful show.

“Now there’s something fun to watch!!!”

There was an excited whisper among the crowd, and everyone's face was filled with anticipation, as if a grand show was about to begin.

Qin Hui, a genius who holds a very high status in the Feixue Sect, has shown extraordinary talent for cultivation since he was a child.

He is not only the number one genius in Feixue Sect, but also has developed powerful strength and extraordinary combat power through his own efforts and outstanding talent.

There has been a rumor circulating in the Xukun Realm that he is qualified to be compared with the four top geniuses such as Gu Xinghui and Xue Yuexin.

At this moment, he appeared in front of everyone with full of anger and endless murderous intent, which undoubtedly added more variables and highlights to this event.

Qin Hui was like a demon god that had descended to the earth, suspended in mid-air, with murderous eyes and a murderous aura.

His gaze was like a sharp dagger, coldly sweeping across the faces of every Kunlun disciple, and finally, as if locking onto prey, it stopped on Su Jian.

"You are that damn Kunlun Sword Demon, right?!"

Qin Hui's voice was as loud as a bell, carrying endless anger and disdain, echoing in the air and making everyone's eardrums hurt.

Su Jian was originally standing there leisurely, with his arms folded across his chest, looking nonchalant.

Hearing Qin Hui's question, he slowly raised his head, his eyes calm as water, glanced at Qin Hui indifferently, and asked back: "What's wrong???"

The tone was as if Qin Hui was just an insignificant passerby, and his arrival did not attract Su Jian's attention at all.

When Qin Hui saw Su Jian's nonchalant look, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited to the extreme.

He and his younger brother Qin Cang grew up together. They supported each other during the difficult years of training and their relationship was extremely deep.

Now, his brother was brutally murdered, and the murderer, Su Jian, acted as if nothing had happened. How could he tolerate this?

In an instant, the murderous intent in his heart surged like a raging tide, growing more and more intense.

"It's okay, I just want you to die!!!"

Qin Hui could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He shouted viciously, his voice full of determination and madness.

At the same time, all the immortal power in his body burst out in an instant like a flood that broke through a dam.

The powerful immortal energy spread out violently in all directions with him as the center, forming waves of air that rushed into the sky.