"Son of a B * tch from Yuanhe mountain, come out and face your death!"
The Taoist masters shouted.
Then, a wave of scolding came.
They cursed in all sorts of ways, and the faces of the people from Mount Yuanhe turned red with anger.
"Wayaya! This group of people is indeed detestable!"
They gritted their teeth in anger.
They were the dignified Yuan He mountain, and they had never been scolded like this before. Even if the disciples of those great sects encountered them, they would not dare to be so unscrupulous.
"Fight! Beat him up ruthlessly! Beat them up until they cry for their parents and kneel down to beg for mercy!"
"Kun Lun children, don't be so arrogant. It's just that you have so many people! What's the use? they're all a bunch of trash! I'll chop you up like vegetables!"
They all cursed.
Then, clang, clang, clang, flying swords were unsheathed one after another, exploding with shocking sword Qi.
