Even though this is a mountain road, there are still some people coming and going. Moreover, as the battle continues and the air currents surge, some monks passing by here stop and hide to watch the battle from a distance.
What surprised them was that the middle-aged man and the old man were dealing with three children. This did surprise them a little, but those three were all Jindan-level cultivators, which was a level that they, the Qi-refining and foundation-building cultivators, could not reach. Therefore, they did not dare to meddle in other people's business and just hid in the dark and watched from afar.
"I recognize that middle-aged man. He is the owner of Huichun Hall. Why would they attack a few children?" A monk said in a low voice.
"Child? Look at that child who is about ten years old. He exudes the aura of a golden elixir. Moreover, he fought with those two golden elixir cultivators without losing. Instead, he injured them all over. This is not something that an ordinary child can do."
"That's true. Not to mention that it's not something a child can't do, even a few adults would have a hard time hurting those two. I guess only some elders and the sect master in the sect can do it, right?"
"Compared to all this, I'm more curious about why the owner of Huichun Hall attacked those children?" Another monk said in a low voice, his eyes shining as he watched the scene in front of him.
The monks who were hiding and watching the fun, no one dared to intervene in this trivial matter. They even didn't dare to show up and could only hide in the dark and watch.
On the other side, the sword in Hao'er's hand turned, and a sword flower shot out with the turning of the sword. The speed was as fast as lightning. In almost that instant, the robe of one of the old men who attacked in front was shattered by the sword flower, and the whole person was also knocked back by the sword energy. Before he could recover, he saw the small figure had already rushed in front of him and slapped him directly on the chest.
"Bang!"
"puff!"
A palm strike containing the aura of a peak Jindan cultivator came down heavily, knocking the old man back with one palm strike. Watching the old man fly out and fall to the ground, spewing out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, Hao'er pursed his lips, turned his eyes, stared at the other old man with a cold gaze, and attacked him again without stopping.
Behind them, the owner of Huichun Hall suddenly rushed forward and stretched out his hands to grab Mu Chen and Mu Yue.
Seeing this, Seventeen on the ground gritted his teeth, and despite the severe pain from his internal injuries, he suddenly jumped up and stood in front of the two children, shouting, "Go!"
“Get lost!”
The owner of Huichun Hall changed his grabbing into slapping with a cold look in his eyes, and directly slapped Seventeen out with one palm. With a loud bang, Seventeen's body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
"Seventeen!"
Mu Chen and Mu Yue exclaimed and quickly ran towards the place where he fell, but in doing so, they found themselves facing away from the owner of Huichun Hall, giving him a great opportunity to attack.
Just as the owner of Huichuntang was rushing forward, Hao'er heard a noise behind him. He turned around and saw the owner of Huichuntang grabbing his younger brother and sister. His face immediately changed and murderous intent filled his eyes.
"You're looking for death!"