"Fancy, unbearable!"
Seeing Han Qianqian's Heavenly Flame and Moon Wheel, Old Daoist Baihu coldly snorted in disdain.
"Is that so?" Han Qianqian laughed grimly and coldly as his hands moved, and in the next second, his figure had already faded away, and when he reappeared, he was already carrying his sword and appeared less than ten centimetres in front of the white-bearded old dao.
The white bearded old Taoist frowned and shouted sharply, his duster in his hand hastily turned into a sword directly against Han Qianqian's sword tip, and his feet also retreated several steps to defuse Han Qianqian's attack.
"What is the point of attacking fiercely but not defending?" The white-bearded old Taoist sneered, and with a flip of his other hand, he slapped Han Qianqian with a palm directly from the dark ground.
However, when this palm was slapped, the white bearded old Taoist's cold smile instantly froze on his face.
Han Qianqian's body suddenly transformed into eight golden bodies, and then shrank back to its original body again, and the power of the jade sword stabbing once again steeply increased.
"What?" The white-bearded old Daoist's face was instantly slightly shocked.
He was naturally very confident in developing the loopholes created by Han Qianqian's attack, and that was why he was so proud to mock Han Qianqian, but when he slapped his palm, nothing happened to him except for the eight phantoms?
How could this be possible?
"Old thing, you're too outdated." Han Qianqian laughed coldly, "That's right, those with archaic minds are all frogs at the bottom of the well, so naturally they like to preach."
"You are the one who only attacks and has no defence, give me a break!"
With a roar of anger, the jade sword fiercely emitted an extremely strong light from its tip, and in the next second, the whisk that had turned into a sword was instantly opened directly by the tip of the sword, which stabbed directly at the throat of the white-bearded old Taoist!
The white-bearded old Taoist panicked and ran up his Qi, directly giving up on the exchange of blows and flying back several metres in one long stride, the shocked man wiped his throat, his fingers actually had a trace of fresh blood!
"You!" The white bearded old Taoist was furious, having lived for over two thousand years, what storms had he not seen, what dangers had he not encountered, but today he was almost killed by a young boy.
It was no longer a question of pain or not, but of dignity.
It was not only his dignity of being more than two thousand years old, but also the dignity of the whole Tiangui Palace.
Han Qianqian merely looked at him indifferently, and despite not saying a word, from the ease he carried in his eyes, the white-bearded old dao knew clearly that he was being looked down upon and disdained by the young man in front of him!
"It seems that there is no need for me to hold back my hand. Kid, you have successfully angered me." The old white-bearded dao's words fell, but his hands had already mobilised the energy of his entire body.
Seeing this, Zhong Beihai, who was pretending to be asleep and dead, could no longer pretend and shouted urgently, "Senior brother, no."
"Young warrior Han, the Tiangui Palace Sect's techniques are infinitely powerful, if we fight, this small restaurant will collapse in an instant, and then all of us will have no place to stay." After Zhong Beihai called out to his senior brother, he hurriedly explained towards Han Qianqian.
Han Qianqian didn't say anything, he hadn't intended to cause any trouble, but it was because these people had gone too far, not only did they not appreciate the kindness of saving their lives, but they even hurt people.
However, considering the safety of everyone, Han Qianqian nodded slightly.
"What? Afraid?" Seeing that Han Qianqian's side intended to call it quits, the white-bearded old dao at this moment also not only did not show the slightest restraint, but became even more arrogant.
Without speaking, Han Qianqian glanced at Mo Yang and the others, nodded, and greeted the crowd as they returned to the territory that belonged to them.
But just as Han Qianqian lifted his foot, at that moment, the white-bearded old dao was speaking out coldly and sarcastically, saying, "I have seen many arrogant and ignorant young men, but shameless and gutless young men like you, I have really seen few of them."
"That's enough, you're not finished." Knife Twelve, with his temper, could not bear to be provoked again and again, so he shouted angrily and rushed forward with his sword.
"Seeking death!" The white-bearded old Taoist snorted coldly and flung the whisk in his hand again.
Han Qianqian had just made him suffer a stifling defeat and lost face in front of everyone, so now he naturally wanted to get it back from Han Qianqian's men, so he immediately turned on his energy and faced the onrushing Blade Twelve, and directly hit his body with the dust whisk.
"Pah!"
With Dagger Twelve's cultivation, not to mention facing an expert like Old Dao with a white beard, he was no match for any of the nameless and unnamed Jianghu people present.
If it wasn't used to blackmail Han Qianqian, relying on their cultivation, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter this place, let alone fight with the people here.
With the fling of the whisk, Blade Twelve's arm was instantly slapped with countless fine marks, and his body was even staggered back several metres.
At this moment, the Tiangui Palace crowd suddenly clenched their fists, at this moment they could finally express their anger.
On the other hand, Han Qianqian was just staring at the situation indifferently.
A hint of joy appeared on the old white bearded dao's face, and in the next second, his hands rose again, and another piece of floating dust was thrown towards Blade Twelve.
But this time, he suddenly found that the floating dust suddenly seemed to be hanging on to something, and could not be tugged ......