The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark Side

Chapter 73

The sudden voice caught everyone's attention and alertness. There was a man in a red gorgeous robe not far away looking at them with a smile. He had eyebrows long enough reaching his sideburns. His eyes were as cold as stars. He had an evil and tyrant air and seemed crafty when he smiled.

"My beauty, you need a hand?" Seeing that Mu Chen was looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and asked contemptuously.

Beauty?

Mu Chen looked serious. He had no idea when that guy appeared. Mu Chen had already sensed danger and threat from that guy's unpredictable strength.

Not sure whether this man was a friend or enemy, Mu Chen turned back and stopped looking at him. At this moment, he could not provoke this fellow. If he got the chance in the future, he would definitely kick this man's ass and made this guy call himself beauty for eight hundred times.

"Wow, someone's got a temper." That man was curtly refused but not a bit angry. He stood in the air and cupped his chin with his hand to watch the scene. He was very interested in the fireboat under the feet of Mu Chen. After a closer look, he realized that it was formed by several fireballs separated by spirit power. He couldn't help but feel amazed: This little beauty was not just bad-tempered but had some real skills.

Mu Chen did not want to mind the other anymore. He raised his hand and conjured a group of white butterflies in the air that gathered together into a white tiger. One tiger split into two, two into four. Then, four white tigers pounced to the hidden people. Wherever they went through, nothing was left but scorched earth.

Seizing this opportunity, Mu Chen stepped on the fireballs and kicked one into the core of the array.

His white fingers crooked slightly when the spirit power in the fireballs was instantly distorted. The whole fireball blasted with a big bang and turned the array into a sea of fire. It burnt everything to ashes regardless of the base of the array.

A top-level killing array was directly destroyed by a fireball from outside; it was a direct crush without seeking a shortcut!

The Nine Yang Dark Fire was adhesive. Besides, it could burn one's soul. The old man who upheld the array had felt the destructiveness of the flame; he had to take back his power so as not to be seriously injured in consequence of the burning array that connected with his divine soul.

At this exact moment, Mu Chen perceived the position of the disciples from Lofty Cloudy Sect. He burned a big hole on the boundary surrounding them. With a single grab of his palm in the air, he lifted a dozen disciples like holding peanuts in his hands. He then threw them more than a hundred miles away mercilessly.

As for where they fell, that was none of Mu Chen's business. If they were caught alive, it was definitely because they were unskillful. These little fools deserved it!

Mu Chen was so fast that before others realized, he had already rescued the hostages. His movements were rather simple and crude. He threw the disciples of his own sect too far to be caught as if he was throwing beans.

With a clap of his hands, Mu Chen glanced at the people below coldly and said in a low but murderous voice, "All right, now we can talk."

Everyone's face was changed and the disdain in their eyes was gone. To their surprise, Mu Chen was too hard to handle even in such a young age. Those opponents with low cultivation wanted to cringe immediately.

However, there was already impatience on Mu Chen's pretty face. These unorganized cultivators did not fight nor retreat. They just stood there, dreaming to get something great?

Stepping lightly on his fireboat, Mu Chen spread all the fireballs and made them float around him. Each fireball was not smaller than the former one. The air around was distorted by the dancing fire. Mu Chen, in white clothes, was standing in the flames and facing the wind, with no warmth but coldness of killing intent in his eyes.