ualifications are relatively low. Yesterday, they recruited all day and didn't find a single qualified one.To quickly alleviate this awkward situation and recruit suitable candidates, the head of the...Everyone around was dumbfounded, especially those from the Kunlun Immortal Realm. They knew how powerful their master was.

That's a Martial Saint in the later stage, how could he be beaten like a dog He didn't even have any ability to fight back!

At the same time, she was also shocked by Dongfang Hui's ferocity. This woman was too cruel. Not only was her cultivation high, but her methods were extremely ruthless, with not a trace of gentleness.

After a furious onslaught, the middle-aged man lay on the ground, lifeless and covered in blood, his appearance utterly pitiful.

"Is that so fragile"

Orient HuiZhong seemed unsatisfied, kicking the corpse in his hand away before turning his gaze to those from the Kunlun Immortal Realm.

"Is there anyone else who can fight Come at me one more time, or all of you together!"

"Uh..."

The remaining people in the Kunlun fairyland were so terrified that they were speechless, not even daring to look at Dong Fang Hui. If they weren't afraid of angering him, they would have run away long ago.

A bunch of cowards!

Seeing that no one dared to challenge him, Dongfang Huizhong curled his lips and said, "With this pathetic performance, you dare claim to be from the Kunlun Immortal Realm Get back to where you came from immediately and don't let me see you again!"

Those people immediately felt a wave of relief and ran away.

"Stop right there."

At that moment, a loud shout came from behind them, causing everyone to jump in fright and almost wetting themselves. They turned around in sheer terror.

Oriental Huizhong pointed at the corpse on the ground: "Take this trash away, don't leave it here to be an eyesore."

Those people didn't care about much anymore. They lifted the body and turned to run, afraid that if they were too slow, the woman would change her mind.

At the same time, similar scenes were unfolding in various parts of China.

Originally, the arrogant and domineering cultivators from Kunlun Immortal Realm were utterly defeated by Ye Bufan's subordinates. Some died, and others fled in terror.

In less than two days, over 100 people sent from the Kunlun Immortal Realm were completely wiped out. Even those who had behaved themselves and attempted to recruit disciples were driven back.

Ling Xiaoshan, Lin Bi Xiao sat on the main hall with a cold and stern expression.

Across from her stood an elderly woman with white hair. Though her frame was stooped and her hair completely white, she exuded an aura of power that was in no way diminished. It was Li Wuniang, the grand elder of Lingxiao Mountain.

"Master, we have found several disciples who escaped from Yunxia Mountain in the past few days and have figured out what happened."

Li Wuniang said respectfully.

What on earth is going on Who killed my son

When mentioning Feng Xiaokang's death, Lin Bixiao was radiating killing intent all over her body.

Lingxianshan, as a sect consisting entirely of women, has its own unique rules.

Disciples under the master's door can have children but cannot marry. If a daughter is born, she will be taken back to Lingxiaoshan Mountain. If a son is born, he will be swept out of the door.

Feng Xiao Kuang was indeed the only son she and Feng Qian Li had left, but he'd been raised by her in Yun Xia Mountain. Though he wasn't beside her, her love for her son never wavered even a bit.

"'t noticed his opponent at all.When her delicate hands touched the strings for the second time, a hint of blood trickled from the corner of the disciple's mouth.As the third chord rang out, an invisib...