The sect leader was very unhappy. Ouyang Prajna was threatening him and saying it in a bad way. This was the fault of the following. After all, he was the only inner sect leader of the Ya'an Sect.
"Senior Ouyang, have you thought about it?"
The sect leader asked coldly.
"This issue does not require any further consideration at all."
Ouyang Prajna replied very decisively.
Wan Mingyang felt very helpless in his heart. The trouble caused by the three elders was really not small. Compared with Ouyang Prajna and his disciples, there is no need to make too many comparisons.
What if I also threaten the suzerain with quitting? I don’t know how the suzerain should handle it?
Wan Mingyang thought to himself, but he didn't want to make such an argument easily.
"Ouyang Elder, this sect master will handle this matter impartially today and will never favor anyone. Your disciple was injured by Wan Yuanlao's disciple, and this matter has nothing to do with others. You can't say that you want Wan Yuanlao's life because of this matter.
As for the other disciples of Wan Yuan Lao, they should not be implicated in any way. If you agree with these views of my sect leader, my sect leader will definitely give your disciples justice."
The sect master muttered.
Ouyang Prajna was very angry, and until now, his mood still could not be completely calmed down.
"Senior Ouyang, one life for another is the most fair thing. If you want to get involved with more people, you will only be asking for trouble. Why bother!"
An elder advised.
"Well, one life is exchanged for another. Everyone knows how many disciples he has and how many disciples I have. He exchanged one disciple for one of mine. In this way, he still has many disciples, but I only have one disciple.
.Do you think this is fair?"
Ouyang Prajna said extremely displeased.
"I didn't agree to exchange one life for another. The third elder is my most proud disciple. How can his life be exchanged for your novice disciple? Their strength is not at the same level. If you want to kill the third elder, I
Firmly disagree."
Wan Mingyang said tit for tat.
The third elder breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the master had just said that he was dead, but now he was still trying his best to save himself. As long as the master did not give up on him, he would still have a glimmer of hope.
"It doesn't matter what you say, the sect leader will make the final decision on this matter."
Ouyang Prajna said coldly.
The sect leader glared at Wan Mingyang fiercely. He didn't even agree to exchange one life for another. This was clearly making things difficult for himself.
Fang Manzi was relatively slow. When he arrived with several elders, he found a large group of people gathered in front of him.
"Ye Tian!"
When Fang Manzi saw Ye Tian lying on the ground, he immediately screamed and rushed over desperately.
Ye Tian's face was covered in blood, his eyes were closed tightly, and he looked like he was dead.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
Fang Manzi's eyes were wet with anxiety, and he shook Ye Tian's body with his hands.
"Fang Manzi, don't worry, my master will definitely seek justice for him."
Ouyang Prajna said firmly.
"Master, how was he injured?"
Fang Manzi asked.
Ouyang Prajna pointed a cold finger at the third elder.
"I'm going to kill him!"
Fang Manzi glared at the third elder fiercely, as if he was crazy.
No one stopped him, Fang Manzi rushed directly towards the third elder.
Whoosh!
The third elder dodged to avoid it. He was feeling depressed at this time and did not want to fight Fang Manzi at all.
"Stop! How dare you do the following?"
Wan Mingyang shouted coldly.
"I don't care what you call the following offender, I only know that he hurt my brother, and I want to seek revenge from him!"
Fang Manzi said loudly.
"Provocation, besides provocation, what else can you do? Elder Ouyang, I'm not telling you, your disciples all have this kind of virtue, go their own way, regardless of everything, how can they not cause trouble? Ye Tian took the initiative to provoke my disciple, and my disciple was
I was forced to fight back, so I accidentally hurt him. Now, your other precious disciple has also come to provoke me, can't my disciples fight back? If I fight back and hurt him, wouldn't it be my disciple's responsibility again?"
Wan Mingyang said in an unhappy tone.
"Master, I still have to kill him! He has been targeting Ye Tian. This time he injured Ye Tian, it must be intentional. Otherwise, Ye Tian would not have been injured like this." Fang Manzi said firmly.
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Ouyang Prajna was silent. Hearing Fang Manzi's persistent words, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
"Hmph! Since you must provoke the third elder, if there are any consequences, don't come to us."
Wan Mingyang sneered.
"Master, please allow me to avenge Ye Tian!"
Fang Manzi was not blindly impulsive. At this time, he had not forgotten Ouyang Prajna, his master.
"Go ahead! I don't believe it, but the third elder dares to kill another of my apprentices."
Ouyang Prajna said deliberately. Naturally, this was meant for the third elder. He had been frightened to death just now. How could he dare to kill Ouyang Prajna's disciples now?
"Disciple, please be careful this time. Don't beat him to death or maim him."
Wan Mingyang said.
The masters on both sides did not object, and the sect master did not need to stop it. He just looked at the two of them calmly, having already guessed the result in his heart.
"Get out of the way and give them a chance to compete."
After the sect leader finished speaking, he took the initiative to retreat.
Fang Manzi faced the third elder alone, without any fear in his heart. When he thought that he almost killed Ye Tian, Fang Manzi felt the fighting spirit spreading crazily in his heart.
The third elder is still uneasy. Facing Fang Manzi's challenge, the third elder's mood is extremely complicated. No matter what he does, he will offend Ouyang Prajna. At this time, it is better to let Fang Manzi retreat in the face of difficulties!
Fang Manzi quickly showed his talent, the flying sword in his hand trembled slightly, and his energy locked onto the opponent.
"This guy's momentum is so strong!"
One of the elders praised.
A sneer appeared on the corner of the third elder's mouth. He was confident that even Ye Tian would be defeated miserably by his hands. What kind of strength could this Fang Manzi have?
"kill!"
Fang Manzi united his body and sword, and drew the sword without any distractions.
The third elder didn't say anything, he didn't even use his flying sword, he just greeted him with his fist.
"ah!"
The third elder felt pain in his fist. The force of the opponent's sword was so great.
Fang Manzi glanced at the injury on the opponent's fist, with a faint smile on his lips, thinking that Ye Tian was right, he already had the strength to challenge the third elder.
Ye Tian, you kid is pretending to be dead at this time, I have to take action.
Fang Manzi secretly thought, he was still not convinced just now, but now he tested the strength of the third elder with his attack.
A sword mark appeared on the third elder's fist. The sword mark was neither long nor deep, but the sword mark was already bleeding.
This kid is actually much more powerful than Ye Tian. It seems that I underestimated him too much.
The third elder was secretly surprised.
What a good boy, he actually hid his strength!
A smile appeared on the corner of Ouyang Banruo's mouth. He glanced at Ye Tian and couldn't help but smile even more mysteriously.
If Fang Manzi had enough strength to challenge the third elder, then Ye Tian would never be injured like he is now. Therefore, Ouyang Prajna could guess one thing or two.
The third elder had a wry smile on his face. He couldn't attack the opponent actively at this time. If he missed and seriously injured the opponent, he would be completely hopeless.
"kill!"
Fang Manzi suddenly held the sword in both hands and began to condense spiritual sword energy on the flying sword.
The third elder hesitated in his heart, but relying on his own cultivation to far outperform his opponent, he still did not use the flying sword, but prepared to fight with fists of flesh and blood.
Fang Manzi had retained most of his strength just now, and now he used all his strength and shouted: "Don't hide if you have the ability!"
"Of course I won't hide!"
The third elder replied and greeted him with fists.
As soon as Fang Manzi's sword energy came out, many people changed their faces. His sword energy was not very fast, but its power was astonishing. Before the sword energy could hit, the sound of space tearing could already be heard in the air.
The third elder didn't know how hard he should use to meet the enemy, so he hesitated in his heart and punched him.
A cold light flashed in Fang Manzi's eyes. If the other party didn't use all his strength, he would be seeking his own death.
The sword energy suddenly accelerated shortly after the attack. The fist force sent by the third elder was simply weak and could not block the powerful sword energy sent by Fang Manzi.
not good!
The third elder was shocked, and before he had time to dodge, he felt a huge sword energy coming quickly.
At this moment, the third elder instinctively waved his arms to resist, but the power of the sword energy far exceeded the third elder's expectation.
Click!
The third elder's arm did not block the power of the sword energy, but was quickly cut off by the sword energy.
Fang Manzi succeeded with one blow and immediately retreated.
The third elder sucked in a sharp breath of pain. There were ten thousand reasons in his mind. He never imagined that the other party had such strength, nor did he expect that his arm would be cut off by his sword energy from across the air.
"How is this possible!"
Wan Mingyang's face was ashen, shocked and angry.
"Haha! Good disciple, good, good, good!"
Ouyang Prajna had a smile on his face, but he never expected that Fang Manzi's true strength would be so powerful.
The sect leader frowned slightly, and was very surprised by this. The third elder was also among the top masters among the inner sect elders, so why did someone cut off his arm? Is his strength not as good as Ouyang Prajna's new disciple?
"ah!"
The third elder's intestines were almost destroyed. If he hadn't been timid and failed to exert his due strength, how could the other party have cut off his arm? It's a pity that one mistake will lead to eternal hatred. No matter how much he regrets, his arm
They have all been cut off by the other party.
"Master, I didn't try my best. He can't be my opponent at all."
The third elder had an annoyed look on his face, his face turned red from holding back, and he hated himself in his heart.
Hearing this, Wan Mingyang didn't know what to say. The third elder's arm was chopped off, and he was very responsible. If he hadn't just ordered not to maim or kill the other party, the third elder would not have ended up in this situation.
"kill!"
Fang Manzi succeeded with one blow and continued to attack.
Whoosh!
The third elder's figure flashed and he immediately retreated to avoid it. At this time, he had lost one of his arms and how could he still dare to receive the opponent's sword energy.
Fang Manzi's wrist trembled, and the sword energy suddenly changed its direction and slashed towards the arm on the ground.
"No!"
The third elder screamed miserably, but he did not expect that the opponent's target would be his own broken arm. In this case, the broken arm would not be able to be reattached.