Chapter 812 Seeking Death

"shut up!"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, then ignored Su Yue and turned his attention directly to the others.

In his eyes, the person who could hurt his nephew was definitely not this woman.

This has nothing to do with gender discrimination or anything else. In his eyes or in the eyes of ordinary monks in the Qingxu world, ordinary female cultivators would never appear here, and people with golden elixir cultivation would never take such a ferry!

Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Su Yue was about to have a seizure, but the middle-aged man's voice came out again.

"Who was so bold as to hurt my nephew just now?"

Hua Yan gritted his teeth and took a few steps, trying to get over this matter completely.

However, before he could step forward, he heard Chu Yang sneer and say: "Why, after beating the young one, the old one came out. I wonder if the Pavilion Master of Chixiao Pavilion will also get beaten after beating the old one." Out?"

It was a good thing that Chu Yang didn't say anything. As soon as he said these words, the disciples of Chixiao Pavilion suddenly became furious and started yelling at Chu Yang. Especially Cheng Xinghuai's eyebrows were filled with joy after hearing Chu Yang's words. Even color can’t be hidden.

He knew in his heart that with Chu Yang's words, his uncle, who might not have intervened in this matter at first, would have to take control!

As for Hua Yan and others, they all looked at each other in confusion at this time, not knowing what to do.

Chu Yang came to help. Although the big turtle still didn't know whether it was alive or dead, it was finally helped by Chu Yang. Hua Yan originally wanted to take all the blame on his own, but...

Chu Yang didn't seem to think so.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

After listening to Chu Yang's words, the middle-aged man in fine clothes said three good words in a row, and his expression softened slightly.

"Since you dare to ignore the majesty of my Chixiao Pavilion here, hurt my Chixiao Pavilion disciples, and even dare to taunt me in front of me, then keep this arm here and let us settle the score!"

After the middle-aged man said the right hand seal, a long sword flew out from behind him and looked directly at Chu Yang's right arm.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Xinghuai, who was still 'collapsed' on the ground and couldn't help but feel weak, immediately jumped up excitedly. He didn't care whether his uncle was looking at him or not, so he climbed up to the high platform to see Chu Yang's arm cut off. How miserable!

Before the long sword touched Chu Yang, Cheng Xinghuai's mind already flashed the comical image of Chu Yang losing his right arm in pain and falling to the ground screaming.

It's just that he never dreamed that this funny scene that should have appeared, but when the long sword really approached Chu Yang, it completely melted from the bottom of his heart, and even the smile on his face...

It also melts away!

Hearing a sword cry of "Hey!", Chu Yang just flicked his finger, and the sword with invincible sharpness was directly bounced by Chu Yang, changing the flight path of the long sword. !

What! ?

Before the middle-aged man could exclaim, the long sword had been pointed by Chu Yang and flew back to his ship in Chixiao Pavilion, piercing Cheng Xinghuai's ship which was only an inch away from his crotch. above the board.

And the bloody sword blade penetrated the wood three-thirds of the way, piercing deeply into the ship's plank. If the sword had penetrated any further, Cheng Xinghuai would have exterminated his descendants on the spot!

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Chixiao Pavilion who were originally cursing and looking excited, now no longer had the same elegance as before. They all took a step back, not daring to gather around and mock Chu Yang anymore.

The other party just lightly hooked his fingers, and then the spiritual sword controlled by his uncle had been forcefully bounced back, and it was stabbed in front of Senior Brother Cheng. Such terrifying strength is probably not comparable to that of Senior Brother Cheng. Even the master uncle shouldn’t give in too much, right?

Even more tyrannical than his uncle!

This is no longer something they dare to continue to think about...

When the middle-aged man controlling the sword saw this scene, his expression changed. Just now he saw that the other party was young, and he thought he was just a foundation-building junior who didn't know the heights of the world. He never thought that the other party had such strength.

With such strength and age, even the eight major sects would greet him with smiles and rush to welcome him back to the sect and treat him like a treasure, right?

The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became. The middle-aged man quickly used his spiritual sense to carefully examine Chu Yang.

It was okay not to look at it, but the cold sweat on his face became more and more intense when he looked at it. At his age, he was actually the same as himself, already a master of the middle stage of Jindan, and he even had the faint intention of overpowering him.

Seeing this, how could the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes dare to be negligent? He quickly raised his hands and said, "Chixiao Pavilion Shi Zhengqi has met this Taoist friend. I wonder why you have misunderstood me, Chixiao Pavilion?"

Compared to before, the current middle-aged man, Shi Zhengqi, was more disrespectful.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was respectful to the extreme.

However, Chu Yang's eyes felt nothing but disgusting compliments from those who stepped on others when they were low and climbed on when they were high.

"Go against me?"

Chu Yang sneered and spoke again.

"How dare you do this? You, Chixiao Pavilion, are behaving erratically and want to rob the goods transported by this ship. I am just giving him a small punishment. Your Majesty will break my arm. It's so majestic!"

"Not to mention……"

"A certain disciple of your Chixiao Pavilion is still trying to commit the following crime. He is only at the late stage of foundation building, but he already dares to covet my Taoist companion. How should we deal with this matter!?"

A Taoist monk who covets other monks whose cultivation level is much higher than his own is not going to the latrine with a lantern - seeking death?

After hearing Chu Yang's words, the middle-aged man broke down in cold sweat almost instantly.

At this time, Cheng Xinghuai came back to his senses, jumped up and cursed: "You are talking nonsense, it is obvious that you have no money to pay the shipping fee, so I said to use the goods to pay the debt, and you slapped me without saying anything. Isn't this going against our Chixiao Pavilion!?"

Chu Yang sneered, looked at Cheng Xinghuai and said: "Speak, keep talking, why don't you say what you said about teasing my female companion? If you dare to talk nonsense in front of me again, believe it or not, I will cut off your tongue now!"

Arrogant!

This kid is really too arrogant!

Although he was afraid of Chu Yang's cultivation and combat power, his uncle was here after all, and the other party was blatantly provoking him now, so his uncle must be furious, right?

Thinking of this, the angry disciples of Chixiao Pavilion stepped forward and aimed their spirit swords and crossbows at Chu Yang and others, waiting for Shi Zhengqi's order to catch the other party in one fell swoop.

As for Chu Yang's strength that could compete with his uncle?

Hey, they selectively forgot it.

Seeing this scene, the rough men on the Huayan ship were almost sweating from holding their weapons. They swallowed their saliva and waited for battle, until...

Shi Zhengqi raised his hand high, but did not swing it towards Chu Yang, but slapped Cheng Xinghuai's face viciously!