#47 - Don’t think that I won’t beat you just because you’re good-looking!

How could Murong Qi be defeated?

He is a Grotto Heaven Realm expert who has comprehended the Great River Sword Intent.

"He has no real skills, yet he wants to show off in front of women."

Jun Wuxie spoke coldly.

Murong Qi, clutching his chest and kneeling on the ground, was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"You."

Jun Wuxie pointed to everyone who harbored hostility towards him, and said, "Is there anyone else who is not convinced? I, your father, am here today to cure all kinds of disobedience!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the banquet hall looked unsightly.

A rogue cultivator from some small city was actually so powerful at this Gathering of Talents.

The young talents of the capital felt their faces were losing all their luster.

This was their territory.

"Guards, throw this person out for me!"

Mu Yang Qingya's face was as cold as frost, the Mu Yang family could also be considered one of the organizers of the Gathering of Talents.

Today, it had actually turned out like this.

If it weren't for the consideration that this person was a guest invited by Ji Yinlan, she would have already ordered his assassination.

A group of Qi Condensation Realm guards rushed in.

"We will not leave until Bu Yunfei kowtows to my sister and admits his mistake!"

Jun Wuxie had long since not wanted to stay here, to hell with the Gathering of Talents, it was just a place for a group of hypocritical profit-seekers to put on a show.

However, before Bu Yunfei repented, he would not leave!

Not for anything else, only because Bu Yunfei had made Yue Yao sad!

"You want to die?"

Mu Yang Qingya's eyes were very cold.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jun Wuxie slapped her.

With a crisp sound, five deep finger marks were left on her fair and alluring face, and she was slapped to the ground.

"Don't think that just because you look good, I won't hit you!"

Jun Wuxie had long wanted to slap her, if it weren't for this Mu Yang Qingya deliberately setting him up, how could things have escalated to this point?

He just wanted to wait quietly for Ji Yinlan.

As a result, disaster came from the sky while he was sitting in the corner.

"You… You dare to hit me?!"

Mu Yang Qingya's voice became extremely sharp.

In her twenty years of life, she had never suffered such humiliation!

For a time, everyone in the banquet hall was stunned.

That rogue cultivator actually slapped Mu Yang Qingya!

She was the number one beauty of Great Zhou, which man didn't want to hold her in the palm of their hand and offer her up, speaking cautiously, fearing that raising their voice would damage their image in her eyes.

Now, that rogue cultivator actually ruthlessly destroyed flowers, without any pity for beauty.

"Kid, you… you even hit Mu Yang Qingya, are you still human?"

"Of course, I am human."

Jun Wuxie sneered at those who looked like they wanted to see through him, and said, "But you are a bunch of simps."

"You…"

Those men were so angry that their faces were flushed red, almost exploding on the spot.

The word 'simp' accurately hit the sore spot in their hearts.

"Kid, you dare to insult us like this, don't even think about leaving here alive today!"

Those men jumped up as if their tails had been stepped on.

As if they had a tacit understanding, dozens of people rushed up in an instant to besiege Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie's eyes gradually became colder, he looked at Qin Keqing, and said, "Miss Qin, please take care of Yue Yao for me."

Qin Keqing didn't speak, she silently walked behind him, and hugged the little Yue Yao, who was sitting at the table with a worried face.

"Enough!"

Just as a great battle was about to break out, an icy but heavenly voice came from inside the private room.

The Third Prince walked out with one hand behind his back, glanced at the entire audience, and finally landed on Jun Wuxie, and said in a deep voice, "Release Bu Yunfei!"

"I will release him after he kowtows to my sister and admits his mistake."

Jun Wuxie looked directly at the Third Prince, he considered this a concession.

After all, the Third Prince and Ji Yinlan were siblings, he thought that he should give Ji Yinlan some face, so that the scene would not become too embarrassing when she arrived.

"Presumptuous!"

The Third Prince's face was very cold, "Are you negotiating terms with this Prince?"

"Third Prince, you are in the private room, I believe you are very clear as to why things have escalated to this point today.

Bu Yunfei did something wrong and offended my sister, he should admit his mistake!"

"So, you are reasoning with this Prince?"

The Third Prince's expression became even colder, "Here, your reasoning is not important, this Prince's reasoning is the rule.

Release him immediately, otherwise…"

Jun Wuxie interrupted him, and said, "What if I don't release him?"

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

Many people gloated.

This rogue cultivator was really ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, he injured Bu Yunfei, Murong Qi, and Mu Yang Qingya, and now he was confronting the Third Prince.

As the saying goes, when the sky is mad, there must be rain, and when people are mad, there must be disaster, his death was imminent.

"You are seeking your own death! No matter who invited you here, don't even think about leaving here alive today!"

After the Third Prince finished speaking, he gave a sharp shout, "Guards, capture him for me!"

Suddenly, dozens of Qi Condensation Realm peak guards rushed out from the dark rooms in all directions, including two Grotto Heaven Realm experts.

The Third Prince flicked his sleeves and sat on the chair, looking down below.

Although this rogue cultivator had shown amazing strength, he had offended the Bu family, the Murong family, and the Mu Yang family to the death.

He could just take this opportunity to win over the hearts of the young masters, heirs, and princesses of these families.

If these three people control the family in the future, with their support, the battle for the throne will no longer be suspenseful.

Dozens of experts surrounded Jun Wuxie.

Everyone crossed their arms and waited to watch the show.

Jun Wuxie suppressed Bu Yunfei with one hand, his gaze swept towards the guards approaching him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, the blood energy in his body surged, the intent of soldiers boiled, and every pore on his body was spewing out sword energy.

He stood there, like a precious sword, about to be unsheathed to kill the enemy, revealing unparalleled sharpness.

This kind of sword intent permeated, causing everyone's weapons to tremble.

"Sword Dao Grandmaster!"

Murong Qi, who was sitting on the ground adjusting his breath, showed a look of horror.

The muscles on his face twitched fiercely, and he was mad with jealousy in his heart.

A rogue cultivator had actually comprehended the Sword Dao Grandmaster realm!

And he, who cultivated in the Great River Sword Sect, a Sword Dao sect, had only barely comprehended the Sword Intent so far!

"The comprehension of the Sword Dao has actually stepped into the Sword Dao Grandmaster realm!"

The Third Prince's eyes were cold, and he sighed regretfully in his heart, but no matter what, this rogue cultivator must be killed, otherwise, the heirs of the Bu family and the two great families would inevitably harbor resentment towards him.

"Go! Capture him for this Prince, regardless of life or death!"

He issued the order again.

Clang!

Jun Wuxie's blood energy vibrated, rushing out of his body, and condensing into dozens of blood energy swords around his body.

He didn't want to expose that he had comprehended the Dao of Soldiers, fearing that it would attract more trouble, showing himself as a sword cultivator could just cover up his true identity.

"Who dares!"

Just as a great battle was about to break out, a cold but heavenly voice came from outside.

The next moment.

A silver light pierced in like a dragon, with a bang, it was inserted in the center of the banquet hall, shaking the ground so that cracks spread for dozens of meters.

The terrifying spear intent enveloped the entire banquet hall, making people feel cold all over and difficult to breathe.

"Marshal Ji!"

Hearing the voice and seeing the silver spear inserted in the center of the hall, the body of the spear buzzing and trembling, everyone changed color and looked at the entrance of the hall.

"Seventh Sister!"

The Third Prince stood up abruptly, his eyes uncertain.

Could it be that the rogue cultivator was invited by her?

At the thought of this, the Third Prince's face changed repeatedly.

If this was really the case, his plan to win over the heirs of the Bu family, the Murong family, and the Mu Yang family today would probably not be so easy to succeed.