At this moment, the sound of the bulletin sounded again.

"The remaining cultivation of the Phaseless Gate has become an immortal!"

As soon as this name sounded, there was an uproar in the square, and even Chen Xuesong on the main seat was slightly stunned, this Wuxiang Gate is different from the ordinary small sects, there are three Yuan Infant Stage Sect Masters in the door, and in this area, it should be one of the first few forces.

And this Yu Xiucheng is the person with the lowest strength among the three sect masters, and he cultivated in the early stage of Yuan Ying.

Even so, it is enough to reflect the importance that Wuxiangmen attaches to Chen Xuesong.

"Haha, Master Chen, my eldest brother and second brother can't leave because of something, I will come to celebrate my birthday this time, Master Chen is not strange......" A thin man walked into the square with a smile, this man was dressed in white, carrying a three-foot-long spirit sword behind him, and his whole temperament was dusty, and he turned out to be a sword cultivator.

"Hehe, the master of the Yu Sect came in person, my Bitao Gate is shining, how dare I blame it, the Lord of the Yu Sect please take a seat." Chen Xuesong hurriedly got up and said with a smile.

Then he personally welcomed Yu Xiucheng into the position next to the main seat, and the two exchanged a few more words before returning to the main seat.

Next, large and small sects came one after another, and for a while, the voices of people in this square were boiling, so it was not lively.

Chen Xuesong looked at the guests in the square, a thick smile appeared on his face, in this area, the sects with heads and faces came, he knew in his heart that most of the people here came to congratulate him on his birthday because of the face of Bitao Courtyard, but this did not affect his inner satisfaction.

"Ahem......" With a sudden sense of pride in his heart, Chen Xuesong slowly stood up and cleared his throat.

The square instantly quieted down, everyone's eyes were on Chen Xuesong, feeling the eyes of these people below, Chen Xuesong smiled and said loudly: "Welcome everyone to my Chen Xuesong's birthday banquet, now I announce that the birthday banquet has officially begun." ”

After Chen Xuesong announced, a group of female disciples with hot bodies and good faces slowly came to the middle of the square, and the music sounded, and the group of female disciples began to dance with the music.

"Hehe, it's really lively."

Just then, there was a playful chuckle in the sky.

The voice sounded, and the people who admired the dance were slightly stunned, and then turned their eyes into the three figures that suddenly appeared in the air.

"Zhou Yun, what are you doing here, how many of your senior brothers are there?" The familiar figure in Chen Xuesong's eyes on the main seat was stunned.

"Door master, save me, all the senior brothers were killed by him." When Zhou Yun saw Chen Xuesong calling her, she glanced at Mu Qiu with a hideous face, and then immediately flew towards Chen Xuesong with the magic weapon under her feet, and shouted at Chen Xuesong while flying.

Chen Xuesong, who was on the main seat, was slightly stunned when he heard Zhou Yun's words, and his face gradually became gloomy.

At this moment, Mu Qiu shook his head and set his eyes on Zhou Yun, who was fleeing.

Zhou Yun only felt a flower in front of him, and his headache was splitting, and he was actually bleeding from the strange seven orifices in front of everyone's eyes, and he was killed on the spot.

Losing the master's control, the white satin magic weapon instantly became smaller, and Zhou Yun's corpse fell straight to the square without the support of the magic weapon.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and everyone who reacted once again turned their eyes on Mu Qiu, who was stepping on the rusty sword.

Now everyone knows that this young man is here to find fault.

That day, Qian Tianhe, the master of Haimen, looked at Mu Qiu in the air with great interest, being ignored by Chen Xuesong just now had made him hold a grudge, and at this time, seeing this Chen Xuesong was deflated, he was happy in his heart.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Chen Xuesong glanced at Zhou Yun's corpse in the square, his gloomy face twitched slightly, looked at Mu Qiu and said coldly.

"Naturally, he is the one who came to congratulate the Chen Sect Master on his birthday." Mu Qiu turned a blind eye to Chen Xuesong's cold gaze and said with a smile.

With a wave of his right hand, a two-person high bell appeared in front of him, and with a slight push, the bell flew towards the center of the square.

"Knock ......"

The bell fell to the ground and rang with a bell.

"This is the congratulatory gift I prepared for Master Chen, please smile." The big bell fell to the ground, and Mu Qiu smiled lightly and said under Chen Xuesong's gaze that was about to go berserk.

Shui Duyan beside Mu Qiu looked at the big bell and sneered, it turned out that Mu Qiu went to the city to prepare this congratulatory gift.

"Your Excellency is too rampant, I have never been so insulted since the establishment of the Bitaomen, do you know what price you will pay for what you have done today?" Looking at the arrogant Mu Qiu in the air, Chen Xuesong said slowly with a cold killing intent.

"It's just a dog in Bitaoyuan, so it's not a threat to me." Mu Qiu, who was on top of the rusty sword, took out an elixir cigarette from the storage ring, lit it, spit out the smoke, and said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the whole square instantly fell silent, and one after another looked at Mu Qiu in the air with stunned eyes, although most of the adults thought so, but the only person who dared to speak out here was the arrogant young man in the sky.

"Good! Good! Good! Chen Xuesong, who was on the main seat, laughed angrily, waved his hand at the disciple, and immediately shouted: "Kill him!" ”

With Chen Xuesong's order, dozens of Bitaomen disciples in the square summoned magic weapons one after another and rushed towards Mu Qiu.

Shui Duyan beside Mu Qiu saw that this group of people was menacing, and just wanted to make a move, he was stopped by Mu Qiu.

"Let me come." Smiling at the twilight smoke, Mu Qiu said softly.

Shui Duyan was slightly stunned, then nodded coquettishly, and continued to sit on the guqin, with an expression of watching the play.

Before people took the lead in attacking Mu Qiu with various magic weapons, Mu Qiu still stood quietly in place, without any dodging moves.

"A rabble." His lips opened slightly, a smile flashed on Mu Qiu's face, and he slowly stretched out his right hand, and a strong soul power spread out from his palm, and his cuffs whirred under the drive of soul power. Suddenly, a huge net formed by soul power appeared in front of him.

Most of the disciples who attacked were only in the Qi refining period, and there were a few in the foundation building period.

The magic weapon attacked the soul giant web, as if it was stuck by spider silk, and it couldn't move at all.

"Humph!" A cold snort came out of Mu Qiu's mouth.

The soul net surged with light, and all the magic weapons on it were erased from the soul mark at this moment.

And the owners of these magic weapons were counterattacked, and they all spat blood, covering their heads and screaming.

When the onlookers saw the tragic situation of this group of disciples, they all gasped and looked at Mu Qiu above the sky in horror.

"What a strong soul power!" That Phaseless Sect Sword Cultivator Yu Xiucheng said with a solemn face, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on Mu Qiu's body, but the latter's soul power was extremely powerful, it was really weird......

"Who is Your Excellency? I, Bitaomen, have no grievances with you, and now you kill my disciple and destroy my birthday banquet, do you not take the guests in your eyes such behavior? Seeing that Mu Qiu had solved dozens of disciples so lightly, Chen Xuesong's heart sank suddenly, and then shouted loudly, and his words had the meaning of transferring the contradiction between the two to everyone present.