Yizhou, Jin Clan, Longyin Sect.

"Feng Yi has no talent and no virtue, he should abolish the position of the young master, how can you allow this cheap woman to intervene? Go back to the back mountain!"

On the high platform outside the main hall of the sect, three white-robed old men stood side by side. One person in the middle must be half a foot long, holding a yellowed genealogy in his hand, and his words are like thunder, and he falls to the ground with a sound.

Under the high stage, a girl in a light cyan shirt gritted her teeth and walked out of the crowd.

She looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a sickly pale on her face, and a thin build, ready to blow in the wind.

Walking to the side of the steps, the girl stopped and raised her head, "Second Elder, my son-in-law is fighting for the Heavenly Sand Mine for the sect in the Windless Cliff at this time, and he has not made any mistakes, you ...... Why did you depose him for no reason and set up Zheng Huai as the young master of the sect?"

The second elder glared at the girl fiercely. Just as she was about to speak, her not-so-loud voice sounded again: "Elders, over the years, my son-in-law has been born and died for the sect, how much blood he has shed, and how many injuries he has suffered, you should know better than me. If he is at fault, the position of the young lord will be abolished. But today, the second elder didn't even find an excuse, so he wanted to abolish him for no reason, which is too unfair. ”

"Cheap Qing'er, you are presumptuous!"

The second elder shouted angrily, and the qi around his body was rolling, like ripples, and slapped directly on Qing'er's thin and thin body.

She is a little girl with no cultivation, where can she bear it?

The air wave increased, and he suddenly fell on his back, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"How do I, Zheng Dahu, behave, when will it be your turn to point fingers? ”

Behind Zheng Dahu, there stood a young man in white, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, rich and handsome, and indescribably prodigal and chic.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth and a proud look on his face, it was the only son of Zheng Dahu, the second elder of the Dragon Yin Sect, Zheng Huai.

Before his father's words landed, Zheng Huai had already taken a step forward and said loudly: "The cheap maid has a lot of mouths, and if you commit the following crimes, you should be punished with a rod of 200 to set an example." ”

Nearly 300 disciples in the audience gasped.

Mo said that Qing'er was just a delicate little girl, even if they were quenched martial artists with hundreds of refining muscles and bones, they would definitely not be able to bear the two hundred canes of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.

For a while, some people were worried, and some people regretted.

But no one dared to stand up and say such a thing for Qing'er.

"When the young master speaks, the rod will rebuke two hundred. Second Elder Zheng Dahu said coldly.

Two disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall ran forward, one left and one right, set up Qing'er, and pulled back in the direction of the Law Enforcement Hall.

In the crowd of people in the audience, a young man who was short in stature and black and thin as a monkey glanced at the new young master Zheng Huai, smiled flatteringly, bowed down and said: "Senior Brother Zheng Huai is extremely talented, a young hero, and he has succeeded me as the young master of the Longyin Sect, which is really expected by everyone." ”

Then he moved his gaze to Qing'er, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You, what are you yelling about? ”

With that, he raised his right hand sharply and slapped Qing'er in the face.

"Smack!"

The slap was loud, and Qing'er's white and tender right cheek suddenly became red and swollen. But she didn't cry, just opened her eyes wide and stared at the thin black boy who beat her.

Zheng Huai glanced at the thin black boy with appreciation, and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

The man hurriedly bowed down and bowed, "Xiao Zhen greets the young master." ”

"Well, you're doing a great job. Zheng Huai carried his hands behind his back, and he had the demeanor of a young master of the sect.

Can be praised by the young master, can Xiao Zhenyan not like it? kowtow like pounding garlic, and take the opportunity to show his loyalty, "Xiao Zhen is willing to go to the soup for the young master, and he will never give up." ”

At this moment, a young man wearing a black power suit with a grim face walked through the crowd and walked towards the high platform.

His sword eyebrows and sideburns are high, his phoenix eyes are mighty, and every time he steps down, he makes heavy footsteps. It was like a twilight drum beating the hearts of everyone in the audience, shocking the minds.

It was the former young master of the Dragon Yin Sect who rushed back from the Windless Cliff, Feng Yi.

On the high platform, Zheng Huai sneered on his face, staring at Feng Yi who was walking slowly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

And the three white-robed elders beside him, led by Zheng Dahu, frowned one after another, their expressions changed, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Feng Yi walked in front of the two Law Enforcement Hall disciples before stopping.

He didn't look at Zheng Huai and the three elders who were standing proudly on the high platform, but just looked directly at the two Law Enforcement Hall disciples ruthlessly with a pair of cold eyes.

"Let go. ”

A simple sentence, without any emotion, and without the slightest commanding tone.

But as soon as the words landed, the two Law Enforcement Hall disciples let go of their hands as if they were enchanted.

Qing'er was free, and then she raised her hand to hold the high swollen right side of her face.

"Childe, you ...... It's back. ”

The tears that had never flowed all this time finally couldn't hold back anymore and slipped down.

"Who hit it?" Feng Yi asked in a deep voice.

Qing'er subconsciously turned her head to look at Xiao Zhen who was standing aside, and before her eyes could be condensed, she saw a black shadow flash in front of her eyes.

"Feng Yi, you dare to ......"

Before the second elder Zheng Dahu could finish shouting angrily, Feng Yi was already like a tiger, flying in front of Xiao Zhen.

His right arm was raised high, his fingers clenched into a fist, leaving no room for anything, and he slammed directly into Xiao Zhen's face.

"Bang!"

Xiao Zhen didn't even scream, he was like a broken paper kite, and he fell backwards quickly.

Feng Yi didn't stop there, turned into a black shadow wind, and swept to the place where Xiao Zhen landed. He lifted his right foot and stepped on his shattered and collapsed head.

"Ah......h

It was only at this time that Xiao Zhen reacted and let out a heart-rending scream.

"Feng Yi, you are no longer the young master of the sect, and you have no right to kill the disciples of the sect, if you dare to kill ......"

On the high platform, Zheng Huai pointed at Feng Yi and shouted loudly.

But before he could finish his sentence, Feng Yi's right foot had already stepped on it fiercely.

"Poof!"

It was like stepping on a ball of yellow mud, and the voice was muffled and deep. It's just blood flowing everywhere, and it's mixed with the brain-pulp of the white flowers.

"I'll kill you, what are you going to do?" Feng Yi smiled evilly, and the killing intent around him floated.

"Okay, you arrogant man, do you still have us sect elders in your eyes?"

The second elder Zheng Dahu was furious, rushed down the high platform, and pointed into a palm, directly taking Feng Yi's lower abdomen dantian.

The palm is holding the gang, stirring the wind and howling.

Since the disappearance of his master Xin Li three years ago, Feng Yi has been ordered to fight for various mineral resources for the sect outside, fighting for life and death. No less than 100 battles have been fought, and his hands have long been soaked in the blood of the enemy.

Seeing that Zheng Dahu's palm is bound to kill, how can he be afraid of him?

At that moment, he raised his qi and condensed his momentum, aimed at Zheng Dahu's palm, and slammed it out.

The fists and palms intersected, and the sound of air explosions exploded.

The two of them parted at the touch of a button, and each took three steps back.

For a while, the audience was in an uproar.

The nearly three hundred disciples of the Dragon Yin Sect were all shocked and dumbfounded.

As early as three years ago, he had already broken through the sixth layer of the quenching body and advanced to the seventh layer of the quenching body. Looking at the western border of Yizhou, there are more than ten first-class power sects, and they are also the strongest ones in the ranking.

And what about Feng Yi, he just broke through to the fourth layer of the quenching body half a month ago, and he was able to tie with the second elder, so it was difficult to tell the difference?

Zheng Dahu's horror in his heart was even worse than that of the disciples.

He knew that Feng Yi was extremely talented, and he was deeply rooted in the true inheritance of the Great Elder Xin Li. But no matter how high the talent is, no matter how wonderful the true inheritance is, it is impossible to cross the gap between the three layers of cultivation realm and fight to a tie with himself.

"There must be a secret in this Feng Yi's body. ”

Zheng Dahu secretly thought in his heart, and the killing intent in his eyes couldn't help but be a little stronger.

"Feng Yi, you dare to kill your fellow sect lightly, and you dare to do it with the elders, you have already violated the iron laws of the sect, and you still don't confess your guilt?"

Zheng Huai's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Zheng Dahu under the stage, then at Feng Yi, and after calming down his slightly rippling mood, he said loudly.

"Voldemort confesses?"

The corners of Feng Yi's mouth still had a cruel smile on his mouth, and he didn't look at Zheng Huai, but his cold eyes swept over the three elders and four elders on the stage, and reprimanded: "I'm fighting with the Black Tiger Guard of the Yulin Sect outside to bleed and fight for the Tiansha vein for the sect." It's better for you to go to the Windless Cliff to help me, and even take the opportunity to abolish me and set up a new master?"

The two white-robed old decayers had red faces and red ears, glanced at each other, and both bowed their heads and said nothing.

Zheng Dahu flicked the sleeves of his robe, pointed at Zheng Huai on the stage, and said, "Do you know who he is?"

Feng Yi still didn't look at Zheng Huai, and sneered: "Your son Zheng Dahu, who doesn't know about the whole sect?"

"Hmph! Zheng Huai had already worshiped Master Hongliang as his teacher three days ago, and he had been able to teach him the high-grade Xuangong. In the future, he will definitely be able to break through the realm of quenching the body, enter the path of metaphysical cultivation, and become a great power of metaphysics like the Venerable Master Hongliang. ”

Everyone in the audience suddenly realized, and the noise suddenly rose, praising Zheng Huai for his great luck and great future.

Who is the Venerable Master Hongliang? Everyone in the western border of Yizhou knows.

That is the person who has broken through the limit of flesh and blood, crossed the Inner Breath Realm of the Xuan Cultivation Gate, and advanced to the Great Ability of the Xuan Realm.

The Longyin Sect has been established for 800 years, and no one has been able to break through the ninth layer of the quenching body in ancient times, reach the inner rest realm, get rid of the name of a martial artist, and become a Xuan Xiu.

It can be seen that the difficulty of metaphysical cultivation is difficult to reach the blue sky.

Not to mention the higher realm of the Xuan Realm, looking at the entire Yizhou Jin Clan, how many people can have such a cultivator?

Such a person can destroy a low-end force like the Dragon Yin Sect with a flip of his hand.

can be inherited by this person, Zheng Huai's future will definitely be bright.

Even so, if he Zheng Huai is not the young master of the sect, who is more qualified to be the young master of this sect?

Feng Yi clenched his fists and set his eyes on Zheng Huai for the first time.

He knew that the Dragon Yin Sect had given up on himself, not because Master Xin Li had a grudge with Second Elder Zheng Dahu, nor because he was stubborn and didn't know how to be flexible, so he often collided with the elders.

It's because of natural selection, survival of the fittest.

The reality is always so cruel, and it will not make the slightest change and concession because of those false feelings. If you are strong, others will flatter you, and if you are weak, others will bully.

At this moment, Zheng Huai suddenly smiled and said, "Three elders, Feng Yi's crime is obvious, what should he do according to the rules of the sect?"

On and off the stage, everyone stopped the noise and conversation, and all of them turned their eyes to Zheng Huai.

The same is true of the three elders.

Zheng Huai continued to sneer, "According to the rules of the sect, it should be killed with a rod." ”

Zheng Dahu nodded first in agreement. The Third Elder and the Fourth Elder, as well as everyone in the audience, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

Zheng Huai is the descendant of the Venerable Master Hongliang, and he is also the son of the second elder Zheng Dahu, and he is also the new young master of the sect, so naturally no one will be stupid enough to offend him at this moment.

"Someone. Zheng Dahu shouted an order.

Before the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall could answer the order, Feng Yi suddenly said: "My Dragon Yin Sect has a rule, and everyone may not have forgotten it. In order to convince the public, the newly promoted young sect master could not refuse the face-to-face challenge of his peers and brothers in the sect. ”

Everyone looked puzzled, and did not unravel what they meant.

saw him raise his right hand suddenly, and pointed at Zheng Huai with his halberd, "I want to challenge you." ”

Zheng Huai raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Sect master brothers can naturally challenge me, but you Feng Yi made a mistake first, do you want to use the challenge to escape punishment?"

"Don't you dare?" Feng Yi sneered.

Although Zheng Huai knew that Feng Yi was using the agitation method, he could only jump into it.

After all, with so many fellow disciples and brothers in person, if he, the new young sect master, did not accept the challenge, he was afraid that he would be difficult to convince the public in the future.

"Why don't you dare?" Zheng Huai replied loudly, and his bearing and shelf did not fall at all.

Zheng Dahu hurriedly reminded in a low voice, "Huai'er, don't be impulsive. ”

Zheng Huai waved his hand, ignored Zheng Dahu's words, and continued: "A month later, the sect master will be out of the customs, and you and I will go to the stage of life and death together, and we will fight for life and death. When the time comes, the sect master will see with his own eyes whether I, Zheng Huai, can afford the respect of the young master of the Longyin Sect. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

If you go to the stage of life and death, it will be a battle of life and death, and you will never die.

Feng Yi's strength is obvious, but Zheng Huai's cultivation is only a three-layer quenching body, and he has little war, even if he gets the inheritance of the Venerable Master Hongliang, how can he surpass Feng Yi in just one month?

What confidence did he have to dare to fight Feng Yi to the death?

Everyone was puzzled, but Feng Yi frowned slightly, pondering silently.

"Why, you don't dare?" Zheng Huai chuckled and sneered.

Feng Yi snorted coldly, "A month later, life and death will be seen." ”

With that, he pulled Qing'er and turned around and walked towards the back mountain.

Staying away from the crowd and coming to the back yam garden, Feng Yi finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Qing'er was startled and hurriedly hugged him, "Childe, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Yi gritted his teeth and gently lifted the tattered and blood-stained black robe on his body.

At the dantian of the lower abdomen, a blood-red palm print was deeply imprinted in the flesh and skin.

In order to compete for the heavenly sand mine in the Windless Cliff, he fought with the Eighteen Black Tiger Guards of the Yulin Sect for half a day. In the end, ten people were killed and eight were seriously injured.

But at the moment of victory, because of a momentary loss of consciousness, Shen Xuan, the young master of the Yulin Sect who suddenly rushed over, was imprinted on the dantian with a palm.

If it weren't for the secret technique of burning essence and blood and forcing Shen Xuan back, he would have escaped with his life, but I am afraid that he would have already died at this moment.

Although he rushed back in time, he took advantage of the fact that the duration of the secret technique was not over, and he shook Zheng Dahu hard. But after all, it is irreparable The damage to the dantian and the severe consequences of the cultivation being scattered.

The duration of the secret technique has now come to an end, and the pure Yuan Power between flesh and blood is slowly dissipating.

When it dissipates, he will be reduced to a complete mortal.

What else to use to fight Zheng Huai in a life-and-death duel?

What else can you rely on to strengthen your own strength, just to enter the dangerous Lingwu Mountain Range one day to find Master?

All dreams will eventually turn into empty talk, and Feng Yi can only smile bitterly.