As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, a rapid run came from outside the door, and three servant disciples rushed in in a panic.
The first one is Ren Guofei.
"What's wrong, Senior Brother Ren?"
The three of them looked uneasy, and they still had many footprints on their bodies and their robes were torn. Seeing this, many people felt nervous.
"Junior Brother Ye, it's not good. Junior Sister Ning Zhen and the others... were detained by the people from the net, and a few fellow brothers were injured by them. The three of us ran out in the chaos. You can go and have a look.
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"Luowang? How did they know?"
Ye Feng's face darkened. The sales targets he chose this time were basically old customers last time, and there were a huge group of people, not Diyuan Sect's warriors, and the transaction was very secretive.
Even if it is discovered, Luowang's reaction cannot be so fast.
"I saw Zhong Ziqi's messing stick, and he stayed with the people from Luowang. This month, Zhong Ziqi took his friends and friends to sweep the floor at my servant building. Maybe... it's him...
That's the hell."
When talking about Zhong Ziqi, the three of them were all furious.
Everyone was beaten just now, and Zhong Ziqi and his group of outer disciples beat the most fiercely.
"Damn it, it's too much to bully people. Why can't we sell it? Let's fight them!"
"Yes, we can't be bullied by others anymore. At worst, we can fight to the death. No one should have a good time."
Hearing Ren Guofei's explanation, all the other servants in the hall were furious and stood up with fists.
One month of devilish training has greatly changed their energy and spirit, and has also inspired the temperaments that exist in the bones of these people.
A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Ye Feng, waiting for Ye Feng to speak.
Bang!
He punched the table, Ye Feng waved his hand to everyone and said coldly: "I want to see what kind of net is Luowang, is it their tenacity, or is it the hard bones of our brothers!"
"Let's go and have a fight with Luowang..."
"Brothers, go scout the guys and fight!"
With Ye Feng's order, dozens of people roared like wolf howling, and rushed out of the door one by one with his steps.
Under the leadership of Ren Guofei and the other two, a large group of people rushed through the square with murderous intent, followed by Guan Buyu and the other three with gloomy expressions.
"Huh...what's going on with these serious disciples?"
"Why does it seem like I've eaten thunder and fire, and it's full of gunpowder?"
The murderous aura that came from the wind made the disciples passing by look at each other.
"It can make these turtles get angry, I don't know what big thing happened."
"However, the three people behind the team... are powerful and have bad expressions. Are they invited by the mail disciples to support me?"
"It seems very powerful..."
Everyone saw along the way whispering, the servile disciples had too low presence in Diyuan Sect and were always the target of being exploited. Even Elder Tu, who was in charge of them, had to swallow his anger.
Today, this group of errands rioted, and the sun came out from the west.
"Let's go, maybe there will be a good show, let's go and see it!"
Driven by intense curiosity, many warriors chose to follow behind the sweeping door, wanting to see what was going on.
If they really started fighting, such a large-scale group fight would probably attract the attention of the elders of the sect, so they did not get too close, but chose to hang themselves behind.
Following the errand disciples along the way, many people noticed something was wrong. Their route was clearly to head straight to the inner courtyard.
The servant disciple went to the inner courtyard with anger. Is this going to rebel?
After turning a few more turns, a noise suddenly came from the front. A large number of people were gathering at the entrance of the inner courtyard, and people were making noises from time to time.
"Isn't that Zhong Ziqi?"
"Something is wrong. The inscription master in the middle, wearing a mysterious robe, seems to be... Luowang inscription master, Qing Zhenyi..."
Seeing the few figures flashing in front of him, a strangeness appeared on the faces of the warriors who came to watch the fun. The destination of the people from the Sweeping Sect was obviously where Zhong Ziqi and Qing Zhenyi were.
"Damn it, it's not that Ye Feng... who got rid of Luowang."
"It's really possible that this new young man... came forward for the sweeping door and provoked Zhong Ziqi and the others. If he even provoked the inner door, it would be really an old birthday boy... he would be too long to be angry about his life.
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"Kneel down! Kneel down!"
"Check your guilt, Junior Sister Yuan, for your Yuan family, as long as you confess your guilt, you can let you go."
Amid the chaotic noise, the crowd gathered around and suddenly shouted.
Two groups of people were tensely confronted each other.
On the other hand, most of the inscription masters wear inscription master costumes. Even if they are not inscription masters, they are also disciples of the Qingyi inner sect.
Especially the young man in the first place, his eyes were like a knife, and his golden badge on his chest was lifelike. The proud aura that exposed made other onlookers subconsciously avoid a few steps.
It is the leader of Luowang, the inscription master Qing Zhenyi.
On the side of this group of people, Zhong Ziqi and more than a dozen outer disciples were shouting.
Compared with them, there were seven or eight disciples of the sweeping sect, almost all of them were covered in dust and covered in scars.
Yuan Ningzhen, who was standing in front, held a spiritual sword in his hand and glared at Qing Zhenyi, Zhong Ziqi and others.
"You group of servants are really brave. They actually... dare to seize food from my Luo Qing Zhenyi's mouth?"
"Now I will give you the last chance to hand over all the inscriptions, kneel down and confess your guilt, and remember that they are all fellow Diyuan Sect, and I am a lot of them... I can spare you once."
Qing Zhenyi, with a cold and arrogant face, said disdainfully with her eyes narrowed.
"Bah, when will it be stipulated that you can only sell inscriptions on the Internet? We also have to hand over all the inscriptions and confess our guilt? It's simply... bullying others with power."
Wang Yuwei had blood on the corner of his mouth, and a mouthful of red saliva was nailed to Qing Zhenyi, and shouted rebelliously.
"Bully by power?"
"So what if you bully others with your power? The inscription master has his own rules. If you want to blame, you are just trash-like trash disciples. After you are strong, you can find me to avenge you. I am very welcome."
With a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, Qing Zhenyi waved his hand calmly, turned to Zhong Ziqi and said, "Junior Brother Zhong, since they are unwilling to kneel down and confess their guilt, then please do it on your behalf."
"When you hit them, wouldn't you want to get my Qing Zhenyi's hand dirty?"
"Haha...that's..." Zhong Ziqi flattered with a grim smile: "Senior Brother Qing is a master of inscriptions, and his hands are used to engrave inscriptions. Naturally, it is extremely precious. My junior brother is willing to do it for him."
After saying that, he gave Yuan Ningzhen an ambiguous smile and ordered his left and right: "Except for Ningzhen's sister, everyone else will be beaten to me until they kneel down and kowtow."