"I told you that Xuan Master is practicing. I think if the sect master knew about it, he wouldn't blame him."
"Humph." Zhao Muyang took a step forward with an arrogant expression: "I think you don't take the sect master seriously to practice? What kind of high-sounding excuse are you looking for?"
As he spoke, Zhao Muyang winked, and a disciple next to him took a step forward and channeled his spiritual energy: "Sect Master has an order, Master Xuan, come and see him as soon as possible."
The loud and sharp sound echoed throughout the Xuanzhu Palace.
When many members of the escort team with weaker cultivation base heard this voice, they felt dizzy for a while. In severe cases, they even vomited blood and their spiritual energy went retrograde.
"You dare!"
Duan Xinpo had no idea that they would really take action, and he had no time to stop him. Listening to the persistent sound, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"court death!"
Seeing that the disciple had no intention of stopping, Duan Xinpo slapped the disciple on the chest and knocked him away.
The disciple hit a pillar nearby, spurted out a mouthful of blood, tilted his head and lost his voice.
"Duan Xinpo, you are simply looking for death!"
Zhao Muyang's face was extremely ugly. He actually let Duan Xinpo kill his junior brother in front of him. If this was reported back to Xuan Dao Sect, how could he have any face?
"You are just a dog. You dare to attack your master. You really deserve death!"
As he spoke, Zhao Muyang drew his sword and rushed over instantly.
"Thousand Winds Slash!"
Zhao Muyang's sword was hanging in the air, and countless illusory sword shadows filled the entire Xuanzhu Palace, buzzing with sword energy.
"disease!"
The sword shadow rushed towards Duan Xinpo in an instant, and the sharp sword energy cut through the void. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Duan Xinpo and enveloped him.
"Hmph." Duan Xinpo directly used his spiritual energy to protect his whole body, and just let the sword energy attack crazily on the spiritual energy protective cover.
Until all the sword shadows disappeared, Duan Xinpo's protective shield did not show any cracks.
Zhao Muyang looked at Duan Xinpo, a flash of embarrassment flashed across his face. He didn't expect that such a powerful attack could not break through Duan Xinpo's defense.
"It's nothing more than that." Duan Xinpo looked at Zhao Muyang with disdain in his eyes.
The disciples who followed Zhao Muyang saw this scene and discussed among themselves in whispers.
"This man is so powerful that he could easily block such a powerful attack from Senior Brother."
"Elder brother is the most powerful. He must have been practicing for a longer period of time than him."
"This Xuanzhu is really powerful. The general next to him is so strong. I will also come to Xuanzhu Palace in the future."
"Master is right, I am really a frog in the well. I used to think that senior brother was the most powerful, but now it seems that my knowledge is too narrow."
...
Listening to the words of these junior brothers, Zhao Muyang felt a burning pain on his face.
No one in the entire Xuan Dao Sect knows that Zhao Muyang is the well-deserved number one among all his disciples, but now he can't even defeat a Duan Xin Soul. If this is passed back, his reputation will be ruined!
"I will never allow it!"
Zhao Muyang stared hard at Duan Xinpo, and he would never allow anyone to shake his position.
"Duan Xinpo, today is the day you die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Muyang appeared next to Duan Xinpo, and a white rainbow flashed across his heart.
"Ding."
There was a crisp sound, which made the disciples feel excited for a while.