Xiao Ping sneered, this steward was in cahoots with Zhu Mang, and he was not surprised to say this.

The voice was cold.

"Didn't the steward see it just now? Zhu Mang's move, the move went straight to my life, could it be that I, Xiao Ping, should stand here and be beaten? Just allow him to make a heavy hand, but not allow me to fight back? How can there be such a reason in the world?"

"Dare to talk back?"

The black-clothed steward was furious, Zhu Mang's injuries in this battle were not light, for a martial artist who had just broken through the fifth layer of the condensation vein, he might even slip into the realm because of this, causing an irreparable impact on the future martial arts path.

If this is the case, how should he explain to Zhu Mang's elder father?

The black-clothed steward stood up, and the atmosphere in the hall changed suddenly, and an invisible pressure enveloped the surroundings.

The faces of all the disciples changed, and they all knew that the steward was really angry!

"Hmph, no matter how you argue, it's a fact that you hurt people with heavy hands, and I will teach you a lesson today with my own hands!"

The black-clothed steward took a step forward, and the invisible pressure was all condensed on Xiao Ping's body.

Xiao Ping's face was ugly, and he could only barely stand up straight when he stood under the majestic pressure.

He was able to defeat Zhu Mang at the fifth layer of the condensation vein just now, but because the other party's cultivation was piled up with medicine, and he had just broken through, and his realm was unstable, so he couldn't pose much of a threat to Xiao Ping.

But the black-clothed steward in front of him can be regarded as a high-level member of the Xuanyu Sect, the martial arts realm, up to the seventh layer of the condensation vein!

The difference between the realm of four layers, even if Xiao Ping's foundation is solid, it is impossible to make up for such a gap.

At this moment, just standing under the oppression of the other party's momentum, he was already very difficult, let alone resisting.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead, I'll scrap your meridians, so that you don't have to hurt people in the future!"

The black-clothed steward stepped forward, his palm raised slightly, and he was suspended on Xiao Ping's head, ready to do it at any time!

Xiao Ping was so oppressed that he could barely move, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Because he was so close, he could even hear the bone-shaking sound coming from the steward in front of him, hundreds of sounds!

If this palm comes down, he will not die, and I am afraid that he will become a waste person for life!

What to do, what to do!

Xiao Ping roared in his heart, extremely unwilling.

"Hmph, boy, remember in the future, don't try to provoke people you can't afford to offend in this life! That will only make you die faster!"

However, seeing that the breath on the black-clothed steward was surging, he was about to start, when suddenly a slightly hoarse voice came from above.

"Stop!"

The black-clothed steward couldn't help but loosen his body, his momentum dispersed, and he hurriedly raised his head.

Not only the black-clothed steward, but also the disciples who were watching around also raised their eyes and looked towards the stairs in the hall.

"Master of the Song Sect!"

At this moment, I saw an old man standing on the stairs on the second floor of the hall.

He was dressed in a white robe, and although his gaze was not stern, standing there gave people a terrible oppressive force.

"I've seen the master!"

All the disciples, including the steward, bowed and bowed respectfully.

This old man who suddenly appeared was one of the masters of the outer gate of the Xuanyu Sect, Song Wanli, who was in the realm of martial arts, and had long been above the condensation vein!

In the entire Xuanyu Sect, there are very few martial artists who have surpassed the Condensation Realm, even if you look at the entire Chongxia Kingdom, Song Wanli, the master of the outer sect of the Xuanyu Sect, is also a top powerhouse with a great reputation.

On weekdays, this Song Sect Master usually retreats and cultivates in his own secret room, and almost never interferes in the affairs of the outer gate, and for some reason, he actually appears here today.

Song Wanli's incomprehensible gaze swept over the people below, especially on Xiao Ping and the black-clothed steward before he slowly spoke.

"Deacon Kim, you've gone a little too far in this matter......"

When Deacon Jin heard this, he sighed in his heart and hurriedly bowed down.

"Master of the Song Sect, it was this sword slave who hurt people first, I just sought justice for the outer disciples, I ......"

"That's it!"

Song Wanli's voice suddenly became a little heavier, and he was so frightened that Deacon Jin quickly swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Song Wanli said again:

"I'm not blind, I already know the ins and outs of this matter, fists and feet without eyes, that is, fighting, a little injury, it is inevitable!

Now that this person has passed your assessment, you shouldn't embarrass him anymore, and you will be responsible for distributing the martial arts blades and identity tokens that his outer disciples deserve!"

Song Wanli's words made Deacon Jin hard to believe, he didn't expect that this high-ranking master would speak for this little sword slave.

But even though he was unwilling, Deacon Jin didn't dare to say more, so he had to say respectfully.

"What the door master said is reasonable, and his subordinates will definitely obey his orders!"

Song Wan was expressionless, his eyes swept over Xiao Ping, and then he turned around and disappeared at the end of the stairs.

Deacon Jin breathed a sigh of relief, even he was extremely afraid of the oppression brought by the Song Sect Master, but fortunately, the Sect Master had no intention of punishing him, he was really lucky.

But when I thought of the damn kid in front of me, I didn't know what shit luck I had, and at the critical moment, the Lord of the Song Sect actually came forward and saved him.

Of course, he didn't think that Xiao Ping had anything to do with the Lord of the Song Sect, otherwise, this person would not have been a sword slave in the miscellaneous service for four years.

After making a few quick clicks on Zhu Mang's body, stabilizing the injury, and entrusting it to a familiar outer disciple, Steward Jin's eyes were a little cold, he glanced at Xiao Ping a few times, and said coldly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to get the exercises and blades!"

Xiao Ping also breathed a sigh of relief, it was really a long shot, fortunately, the old man appeared just now, otherwise he would be really miserable today.

nodded, followed behind the golden steward, and left the sect hall.

After the two left, the outer disciples in the same place began to discuss.

It is said that Xiao Ping's luck is really good, if it weren't for the door master to appear, he would have been a meridian abolished today and driven out of the sect.

......

Leaving the Zongwu Hall, Xiao Ping followed the Jin Steward and went to the Scripture Pavilion first.

The exercises and martial arts of the entire Xuanyu Sect are hidden here, and every new outer disciple has a chance to enter it and select martial arts and exercises.

In addition, if you want to enter, you need to complete the sect task and save the sect contribution points before you can redeem them.

"Hey, this is where the exercises below the Xuanpin are placed, in my Xuanyu Sect, all the exercises below the Xuanpin are here, you can pick it. ”

Deacon Jin led Xiao Ping to a corner on the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, pointed casually, and stood aside, not bothering to say a word.

If it were another disciple, if Deacon Jin was in a good mood, he might be able to give some pointers.

But because it was Xiao Ping, it would be good that he didn't deliberately mislead people's children, let alone give advice.

Xiao Ping didn't expect this deacon Jin to help him, but walked to the bookshelf in the corner, and slowly flipped through the exercises one by one.

Deacon Jin on the side immediately urged coldly.

"Hurry up! The first time you enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is a time limit, if you exceed the time limit, you will be forcibly ejected by the formation in the pavilion, if you don't get a single exercise, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

However, as soon as he finished saying this, Xiao Ping had already walked over with a book of exercises.

"Deacon Kim, I've made your choice. ”

"Well, so fast, what kind of exercises did you choose, show me it!"

Deacon Jin took Xiao Pingxuan's exercises, didn't even open them, just glanced at the cover, and looked at Xiao Ping with a strange gaze.

"You want to choose this one?"

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