"What can we do to you?"
Chen Nan's words made the six people burst into laughter.
As if taken aback by his words.
The man at the head looked at Chen Nan with a half-smile: "Listen carefully, we are from the Bai Shan Sect."
"Have you heard of the Bai Shan Sect?"
"The third strongest super power in Guangling Prefecture..."
Before he could finish the word 'sect'.
Chen Nan impatiently interrupted him: "Sorry, I haven't heard of it."
Qi Feng's expression instantly froze.
The others were also furious.
The Bai Shan Sect was a renowned power within Guangling Prefecture.
Any cultivator,
practically no one didn't know of the Bai Shan Sect.
If Chen Nan hadn't heard of it, it would have been fine.
What was outrageous was,
his impatient demeanor.
This clearly showed he didn't take the Bai Shan Sect seriously!
Qi Feng was enraged: "Are you provoking the dignity of my Bai Shan Sect? Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"
Murong Lan's eyes were cold, exuding an air of superiority: "Why waste words with him? He's just an ant, kill him."
"Senior Sister is right. This person has insulted the dignity of my Bai Shan Sect and must be severely punished." A young man behind Qi Feng leaped up, striking Chen Nan with an open palm in mid-air.
"You think you can harm me?" A hint of disdain appeared on Chen Nan's lips.
When the opponent was five meters away.
He slapped out from a distance.
*Slap!*
Accompanied by a crisp sound of a slap.
The young man, like a ping pong ball, was instantly sent crashing to the ground.
Kicking up a cloud of dust.
Looking at the young man again.
He lay sprawled on the ground in a 'big character' pose.
Blood trickled from his seven orifices.
His body twitched uncontrollably.
Although still alive,
he was severely injured.
Qi Feng and the others were greatly shocked, their eyes filled with horror.
They could sense that Chen Nan only had the strength of the first level of the Soul Gathering realm.
But...
their junior brother possessed the cultivation of the fourth level of the Soul Gathering realm!
How could such a master be defeated by a single slap?
This was absurd!
Unreasonable!
After regaining their senses.
Qi Feng roared: "How dare you injure a disciple of my Bai Shan Sect! Today, I will let you know the strength of my Bai Shan Sect!"
He leaped up, a sharp long sword appearing in his hand.
The blade shimmered with a cold, chilling light.
He raised the sword and thrust it towards Chen Nan's chest.
As a powerhouse at the seventh level of the Soul Gathering realm,
Qi Feng was confident in his strength.
He believed he could kill Chen Nan with one move.
But for some reason,
just as he approached Chen Nan.
He felt as if his body was being restrained by something.
Before he could react,
the white horse beneath Chen Nan suddenly reared up, kicking heavily at his chest.
*Pfft~~~*
Qi Feng felt like a kite with a broken string.
Spitting blood, he was sent flying over ten meters.
He landed on the ground like a toad that had fallen from the sky.
He rolled several times on the ground.
His chest was caved in, and several ribs were broken.
He vomited blood continuously.
"Attack together! You must kill this guy!" Qi Feng roared with all his might.
He had never been so disheveled.
If Chen Nan wasn't killed, his hatred would not be quelled.
Apart from the young woman named Murong Lan,
the other three drew their swords and attacked Chen Nan.
Chen Nan's eyes narrowed.
Three copper coins appeared in his hands.
Infused with yin energy, they were like divine weapons.
He instantly knocked the three to the ground.
Silence fell upon the scene.
Everyone felt an invisible hand gripping their throats.
A feeling of near suffocation.
Who would have thought.
that five masters in the middle to late stages of the Soul Gathering realm.
would be so utterly crushed by an ant at the first level of the Soul Gathering realm today, with no power to fight back?
Chen Nan rode his horse over, a look of disdain in his eyes: "With your mediocre skills, you dare to bully others? And dare to extort?"
"You should be grateful that I'm in a good mood today."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't care who you are."
"Also, in the future, if you see me, stay far away."
"If I see you again, I'll beat you every time."
He was not a indecisive person,
but he couldn't bring himself to kill beings far weaker than him.
As he rode past Murong Lan,
he looked at her pale yet exquisite face, a charming smile appearing on his lips: "If you like my horse, I can give you a ride!"
Murong Lan's expression changed instantly.
From purple to red!
Chen Nan: "It's okay, don't be shy."
"I don't mind sharing a horse with you."
"By the way!"
"Do you prefer to be in the front or the back?"
After saying this,
Chen Nan was a little stunned.
How could he say such shameless words?
It must have been influenced by the host.
Otherwise, with his gentlemanly nature, he would never openly flirt with a stranger.
"You scoundrel, die!" Murong Lan, enraged, stabbed her sword towards Chen Nan's chest.
"You're going too far! I kindly invited you to share a horse, and you want to kill me?" Chen Nan's eyes widened, and he sent her flying several meters with a palm strike.
Murong Lan clutched her chest, her internal blood qi surging.
Her eyes were venomous.
She wished she could cut Chen Nan into a thousand pieces.
She had never been hit before in her life.
Chen Nan: "You'd better not meet me again. If there's a next time, I won't hold back!" With that, he spurred his horse and galloped westward into the dust.
"Junior Sister, are you alright?"
Although Qi Feng was seriously injured, he did not forget to care for Murong Lan.
There was no choice.
Murong Lan was the Sect Master's daughter.
If anything happened to her,
all of them would have to pay with their lives.
Murong Lan gritted her teeth, staring at Chen Nan's receding figure: "Send a message to the disciples of the sect, no matter what, they must kill this man!"
"If he's not cut into a thousand pieces, my hatred will not be appeased!"
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At sunset.
Chen Nan saw a continuous mountain range appearing in the west.
Just like its name, Black Mountain.
The entire mountain range was ink-colored.
There was no vegetation on the mountain.
Although it was still dozens of miles away from Black Mountain,
there were many cultivators gathered around, seeking opportunities.
They were in groups of three to five.
The weakest among them had reached the peak of the Yin Gathering realm.
And those in the Soul Gathering realm were as numerous as cows' hair.
Chen Nan considered his speed to be not slow,
but he was still a step behind.
"I wonder if the opportunities of the Fire God Sect have already been taken," Chen Nan sighed inwardly.
However, since he had come,
he had to go to Black Mountain to investigate.
"It's him!"
At this moment.
Suddenly, a group of young people holding long swords, exuding fierce auras, appeared ahead.
There was also a middle-aged man in his forties.
Looking around, there were at least thirty of them.
The middle-aged man looked at Chen Nan with icy eyes: "Did you injure the disciples of my Bai Shan Sect?"
"Young man, if you don't want to die, dismount and surrender immediately!"
"Otherwise, this time next year will be your death anniversary."
Chen Nan did not answer him, instead looking in shock towards Black Mountain behind the man: "Look, what is that?"