Chapter 230 Young Sect Master? Little waste!

Author: Rongtu

The humiliating words made Liu Sanyi angry, but Wei Shuhuan's ability also made him afraid to take action.

Su Qingtian looked at the timid disciples of Tianzong, then glanced at Wei Shuhuan's laughing face, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Have you forgotten the rules of Qingmen?"

The little girl's soft voice was heard, "Little Yezi, these little thugs are provoking and humiliating our disciples, what should we do?!"

The figure appeared among the Fengxi Sect disciples at the moment Su Qingtian gave the order. The soft sword like a silver snake flew out from his waist, and after killing several disciples effortlessly, he turned around and attacked Wei Shuhuan.

From the Fengxi Sect disciples falling to the ground one after another until Fan Ye's movement was reversed, it only took a blink of an eye in their eyes.

Even Wei Shuhuan, who had the best Taoist skills among them, didn't react, and the rest of them even weakened their legs with panic on their faces.

"when!"

Fortunately, Wei Shuhuan's subconscious mind was sharp and he blocked Fan Ye's first attack.

The folding fan with a thin metal blade was firmly pressed against Fan Ye's soft sword. The two of them looked at each other at an extremely close distance. Wei Shuhuan suddenly struck out in an attempt to fight back, but only scratched through the afterimage left by the opponent.

Looking up again, Fan Ye had already firmly returned to Su Qingtian's side, looking at this side with a leisurely expression.

Several disciples who were close to him howled to death, making Wei Shuhuan, the leader of the Fengxi Sect, look livid.

Who would have thought that a small sect whose name had never even appeared in their ears would actually hide such a profound figure.

"You are so brave, you actually killed my Fengxi Sect disciple!"

"I want you to die without a burial place!"

Accompanied by an unconfident roar, Wei Shuhuan tiptoed and mobilized his Taoist skills to punch Fan Ye.

boom!

The fist wind exploded, and a huge fist shadow condensed in mid-air, surrounded by a layer of orange-yellow light.

This was the first time Fan Ye saw such boxing skills and raised his eyebrows curiously.

Without a moment's hesitation, he chose to use his palm fist.

Bang!

Boom!

The fist wind and palm wind condensed in the air collided, making a fierce sound.

The moment the forces collided, the air waves impacted the entire valley, and the originally peaceful deep pool was disturbed by waves. The fish floating in it jumped out of the water one after another, making the sound of silver bells.

"Well..."

Wei Shuhuan was naturally a well-known young master in the Fengxi Sect, but he was no match for Fan Ye, who had been cultivating for hundreds of years.

Fan Ye knew that the young master had no intention of taking this kid's life now, so he kept his hand, otherwise he would have been beaten to pieces with his own palm.

"Young Master Wei, maybe your reputation and ability are indeed considered a figure in front of other sects, but in front of my Qingmen, you are worse than a bastard!"

Fan Ye took back his hand and imitated Wei Shuhuan's yin and yang tone, "Fengxi Sect has an ignorant young master like you. I'm afraid I won't be able to live a stable life on the mainland in the future. Even my boxing skills are so bad. I really have the shame to shout out." The name of Fengxi Sect."

"You actually humiliated the young master of our sect?!"

A disciple standing behind Wei Shuhuan still pointed at Fan Ye and shouted coldly, "Everyone comes to the secret realm of the abyss to improve their cultivation. If you dare to kill my disciples here, my ancestors will never do it." I’ll let you go!”

"Even if our ancestors don't take action, when we go out and inform the head of Tianzong, he will definitely come forward to uphold justice!"

Liu Sanyi did not expect that the disciples of Fengxi Sect would be so shameless. They would kill people at will in this secret realm. Naturally, the sect leader also asked them to question him, but the sect leader of Fengxi Sect dismissed them with the words "Everyone depends on his ability."

Now that they had been taught a lesson by Uncle Fan, they actually had the nerve to say such ridiculous words as "justice", which really opened Liu Sanyi's eyes.

"No, no, you idiot, you made a mistake."

Fan Ye raised his chin and chuckled at Wei Shuhuan, "Your young master can't even defeat me, the gatekeeper disciple of the Qing Sect, so how can I be considered an insult to him?"

"The so-called humiliation is contempt and ridicule between people of equal strength. Are you sure that your young master's ideas and skills can compare with mine?"

"you!"

There was a fierce light in Wei Shuhuan's eyes, and he raised his hand to stop the disciple who wanted to continue provoking. He naturally knew that in this secret realm, strength is what counts, not sharp words.

Only by killing Fan Ye can he regain face for himself and the Fengxi Sect.

Changing his breath, Wei Shuhuan took action again.

This time he did not dare to underestimate the enemy and used his fastest movement to attack Fan Ye.

Unfortunately, the folding fan did not even touch the opponent's sleeve, but a sharp pain came from his own wrist.

"ah!"

Fan Ye stopped Wei Shuhuan's wrist with one hand, and then twisted it, causing him to lose all his strength.

Now Wei Shuhuan was completely panicked. With his cultivation level, if the opponent wanted to catch him with one hand, he would have to be at least twice as strong as his cultivation level to be able to do it.

Unexpectedly, this man had a young face and his cultivation level was more than twice as high as his.

Where did this sect of Qing Men fall to the ground come from?!

"I've said it before, Young Master Wei is no match for me."

Facing Fan Ye's teasing, Wei Shuhuan remained calm. He adjusted his breath and mobilized all his strength to break free.

Only then did he realize that Fan Ye was extremely strong, clamping his hand like copper pouring iron, and no matter how hard he struggled, the other party remained motionless.

"Damn it! Let me go, young master!"

Wei Shuhuan, who knew he could not escape, finally panicked and yelled loudly, "I am the youngest and most powerful young master of the Fengxi Sect. If you hurt me, no matter whether you are a Qingmen or a white sect, you will not be able to escape and destroy the whole family!"

"If you know what's going on, leave immediately. I will pretend that what happened today never happened!"

This scene made the disciples of Fengxi Sect take a deep breath.

They knew very well what their young master was capable of, but they didn't expect that a disciple from a small sect could master it so easily.

He subconsciously looked at the little girl aside. Everyone present remembered the respectful attitude of this disciple towards her. I am afraid that this young child is even more powerful.

"Stop showing off your worthless body."

Fan Ye's ears hurt from his noise. He scratched his ear hole with his right hand and his expression suddenly changed.

"You insulted my little master without discipline, this is a lesson!"

After the words fell, there was an inaudible breaking sound, followed by Wei Shuhuan's scream.

"ah……!!!!"

The crisp sound of bone cracking was drowned out by the wail, and Wei Shuhuan fell to his knees like a deflated ball. He couldn't muster any strength, and his legs were weak.

"Young Master!"

When the disciples of Fengxi Sect saw this, their eyes turned red, and they drew their swords and rushed over.

Liu Sanyi immediately drew his sword and led a group of Tianzong disciples to attack.

If you can't beat Wei Shuhuan, how can you beat these losers?!

Two groups of people fought in front of Su Qingtian. Seeing that the disciples of Tianzong finally ignited their minds, Su Qingtian nodded with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!