You~ what do you want to do?"

Bai Huanxi's legs trembled under the suppression of the breath of the ten Jindan monks, and he couldn't even straighten his tongue.

The body trembled, struggling to resist the crushing of the breath.

In the face of the ten Jindan monks around him, he himself has been suppressed in the realm, and they have been killed for a long time, how can a delicate flower born in a honey pot resist it.

However, when Jiang Yifeng, Yang Changsheng, and Xiao Huo stepped forward, the ten monks tacitly withdrew their crushing breath.

Bai Huanxi and the middle-aged man's hearts were relieved, and none of them stumbled to the ground!

looked at the three people who were approaching with a playful face, and his heart suddenly panicked.

If it is said that the ten Jindan monks, relying on the prestige of the family, are not afraid at all, the name of the Bai family's descendants is not in vain.

Whoever dares to move himself will be hunted down by the family endlessly!

If you add a Yuanying monk, then even the family has to give a little thin noodles, and I am afraid that it will be inevitable to suffer from their own flesh and skin.

However, as long as the little life is still there, it is not a shame to be beaten by the Yuanying Grand Monk.

Maybe when the next time the nobles of the capital gather, they can boast about it as glory!

Fighting against a Yuanying monk, he was stunned and beat the Yuanying monk's fists with his face, and he felt like he had a lot of face when he thought about it!

But.

To be able to let the infant monk be the bodyguard is terrifying......!

Bai Huanxi looked at the three of them in a daze, and couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart: "Could it be that these are people from a second-rate sect?"

Only some of the bigwigs of the second-rate sect are qualified to make the Yuanying master willing to be a bodyguard!

Bai Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although the family is not as good as the sect, but after all, there is a holy sect as a backer.

If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, even if you are angry, you don't dare to kill easily.

After all, the second-rate sect has a big business, and if it really wants to make a big deal and slap the Holy Sect in the face, it will be difficult to explain.

Faintly, Bai Huanxi secretly wondered in his heart how to brag about the glorious deeds of the Great Monk of the Great War at the next Gongzi brother's gathering!

The middle-aged monk frowned deeply, and he also figured out the joints.

took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Forgive me, senior, this is Bai Huanxi, a descendant of the Bai family in the capital." I disturbed your predecessors Yaxing, it was the kid who was reckless, and please atone for your sins. I don't know which second-rate sect you seniors come from?"

The middle-aged monk who looked like he was in his fifties faced a young man in his twenties, and called his seniors very smoothly.

"Second-rate sect?"

The corners of Jiang Yifeng's mouth rose, his face showed a mocking look, and he said mockingly: "What, are you going to get to the bottom of your revenge?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, you misunderstood, your predecessors came from afar, and the Bai family wants to do the friendship of the landlord. ”

The middle-aged man was shocked, and hurriedly shook his head to explain.

Although he had such a thought in his heart, he couldn't say it, and his face showed half dissatisfaction.

Although the other party may only be a person from a second-rate sect, the monks of the sect are arrogant and have always looked down on the family, just like the family looks down on the loose cultivators.

"Hehe, second-rate sect?"

The three of them looked at each other, a disdainful sneer on their faces.

Jiang Yifeng took the first step, his waist straightened, and his chin was proudly raised at a 45-degree angle.

He said proudly: "Boy, who are you looking down on? Look, what is this?!"

With that, he flipped his wrist and took out a copper token engraved with a mystical pattern.

On the pattern of the token mystery, there is also a majestic peak, which is the unique symbol of Tianxuan Peak, and it is also convenient to distinguish the identity of the children of each peak.

As soon as his arm stretched out, he handed it up, and sneered: "Hehe, have you seen it clearly?

Wow~!

"It turned out to be a senior brother from the Holy Sect, disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

In an instant, the ten Jindan monks around them widened their mouths and opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of admiration and envy.

Joining the guild law enforcement team that may die in battle at any time is mostly a casual cultivator haha, and the disciples of the Holy Sect who join in order to sharpen their bodies are only a very few.

The ten monks present were all selected, and all of them were from the casual practice.

What I'm afraid of is the arrogant disciple of the Holy Sect, if he offends the free white glove, the matter will be a big deal!

Jiang Yifeng's chin was about to rise to the sky, and he was screaming in his heart.

The brocade does not return to the hometown, just like the brocade clothes walking at night.

Since joining the Xuanling Holy Sect, looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally waited for the opportunity to pretend to be a show.

The identity of a disciple of the Holy Sect is an existence that can walk sideways in the secular realm.

Even if you are a new disciple, you can become a guest of honor in the major families!

After all, whoever can enter the Holy Sect is not the best among his peers, and his future is limitless.

It's better to be able to rise up before it rises, and that's a profitable deal.

Even if it dies halfway, it is just a loss of resources, and the top family is still at a loss.

Jiang Yifeng raised his chin arrogantly, holding his waist pole in one hand and holding the identity token in the other, very embarrassed.

But after waiting for a long time, a trace of doubt rose in my heart.

The surrounding Jindan monks exclaimed with envy, but the two foundation-building monks in front of them were indifferent, could it be that the reputation of the Xuanling Holy Sect was not good?

Shi Zhenxiang sat on the chair and reminded speechlessly: "Jiang boy, even if you want to pretend to be forced, you have to let him see it!

Jiang Yifeng's raised head was stunned for a moment, and then he lowered his head to look.

Sure enough, due to the close distance, the token was already patted on the other party's face.

The surrounding Jindan monks can see it, but the middle-aged man can see a yo-yo from the angle!

Jiang Yifeng sneered, shrunk his arm, put the token in front of the other party's eyes, and said proudly: "Have you seen it clearly this time?"

The middle-aged monk blinked, felt his eyelashes brushing on the token, and was speechless.

It's not myopia, is it necessary to put it so close!

Although he still hadn't seen it clearly, he could already distinguish the identities of the people in front of him from the exclamations around him.

Disciple of the Holy Sect, that is a person who the ancestors of the family must treat each other with courtesy!

Bai Huanxi cautiously poked his head, and when he saw the word Xuanling on the token clearly, his heart was cold, and cold sweat soaked in his forehead.

Offending the disciples of the Holy Sect, this is the rhythm of heaven!

Jiang Yifeng withdrew the token, his face was triumphant, his fists were clenched, and the majestic Jindan late stage cultivation exploded instantly.

Ling Yuanli wrapped around his fist, and without saying a word, he smashed it into the face of the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk's heart trembled, and he felt a punch containing great power smashing it, and he was almost not frightened, and he stood in place in a daze and forgot to dodge.

His eyes widened as he looked at the fists that were constantly expanding in his pupils, and his heart was filled with despair.

Syllable!

Just as the fist was about to fall, a palm suddenly appeared in front of it, blocking the falling iron fist.

Jiang Yifeng raised the corners of his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Which thing that doesn't open its eyes dares to go against the master!"