At these words, the cultivators before Dragon Gate Hall erupted into an uproar.
Some thought his courage admirable, some thought he overestimated himself, and some thought the Seven Peaks had reached the end of their rope, actually sending a cultivator with no fighting strength whatsoever to his death.
"Wu Liang, wouldn't it have been better to stay in the mortal world and be your Beggar Gang chief? Did you have to come here to die?"
Jin Hezhi, disguised as Huang Qi, held his bloodstained sword and looked at Xu Taiping with a mocking expression.
"Huang Qi, finish this quickly."
Sensing the feeble blood Qi in "Wu Liang," Wumei, disguised as Yan Bing, lost interest somewhat. At the same time, he once again began communicating with One-Eye through voice transmission.
"They're discussing how to divide up... divide up the Qingxuan female disciples..."
Ping'an sent Xu Taiping a voice transmission just then.
"Yes, I understand."
Xu Taiping answered inwardly, tightening his grip on his sword. Then he once again pointed its edge at Jin Hezhi and the other two and said:
"Under Qingxuan's Sword Inquiry rules, as a disciple of the Sect Master, I am qualified to answer your swords. If even one of you three refuses to draw his sword, your Sword Inquiry will count as a failure."
As though responding to Xu Taiping's declaration, a rumbling roar suddenly rose from the peaks of Qingxuan's Cloud Cottage Mountain.
At his words, the three men, whose faces had shown either contempt, indifference, or mockery, all changed expression, their eyes filling with murderous intent.
"No, you're wrong."
Jin Hezhi folded his arms and stepped back, letting Su Mu beside him take the front, before continuing:
"As long as you die, we won't have to draw our swords."
As Jin Hezhi spoke, an icy