Among the green-clothed disciples, Xuan Yan saw the senior brother Liu who had mocked him, and he was standing behind the green-clothed disciple Yang Ming, it seemed that the two of them should be the same dog.

They turned their heads to look at Xuan Yan's eyes, full of coldness.

Xuan Yan just glanced at them lightly, and then stood in a position where only Tsing Yi disciples were qualified to stand.

"Hmph, what kind of majesty is it with a group of red-clothed disciples, Senior Brother Qiu is really going back more and more. That Senior Brother Liu refused to let go of Xuan Yan, the position where he was standing was not far from Xuan Yan, seeing Xuan Yan standing still, he snorted coldly and said.

"It's not just the red-clothed disciples who made way for me. Xuan Yan replied lightly, he had already seen that this person was unhappy, and it was just a matter of not provoking him anymore, and he dared to provoke, Xuan Yan didn't mind giving him some color to see.

"Hey, you're quite proud, they don't want to be like you, lest you die and pull them back. Senior Brother Liu said with a sneer.

"What about you, aren't you afraid?" Xuan Yan didn't say anything, but asked lightly.

"Ha, if you want to pull me on your back, you also need to have this ability, I really think that if you put on a Tsing Yi, you are a disciple of Tsing Yi, Qiu Ling, you are still far behind. Senior Brother Liu sneered.

The conversation between the two attracted the attention of many people, especially the disciples in Tsing Yi, whether they had seen Xuan Yan or not, they were all looking at him with their eyes.

Seeing Xuan Yan being so ridiculed by a green-clothed disciple, there was a trace of disdain on their faces.

With such goods, he also wants to become one of their Tsing Yi disciples?

The disciples in Tsing Yi, although they do not have a supreme position in the Poison Gate, they are the backbone of the Poison Gate, there are too few disciples in purple, only the young master Ye Qi and the little princess Ye Meng, and the number of disciples in blue is not much, and most of them like to go out to complete tasks or trials.

There are only disciples in Tsing Yi, who have a lot of numbers and strong enough combat power, and they are the most valued and relied on force within the Poison Sect.

Sensing the eyes of the surrounding Qingyi disciples, Xuan Yan shook her head and smiled faintly, and asked, "I am originally a disciple of Qingyi, as a green-clothed disciple, you have committed the following crimes and made disrespectful remarks, but you didn't take the rules of our poison sect into account?"

"Rules?hahaha, when did we have rules in the Poison Gate, the Poison Gate has always been respected by strength!" Senior Brother Liu laughed wantonly as if he had heard some joke, and after laughing for a while, he looked at Xuan Yan with contempt and said, "Senior Brother Qiu, you are already a waste, even if you wear a green coat, you can't hide the fact that you are a waste!"

Hearing the surnamed Liu scolding Qiu Ling for being a waste, the green-clothed disciples and the green-clothed disciples around him all laughed happily, only Yang Ming's brows furrowed slightly.

The Poison Sect is indeed respected by strength, but the rules should not be underestimated, otherwise, there would be no disciples such as Tsing Yi and Green Yi.

The disciple of Tsing Yi, no matter when, is stronger than the disciple in green in terms of status and status, as a disciple in green clothes, the surname Liu dares to speak to Xuan Yan like this, not only in contempt for Xuan Yan himself, but also in contempt for the rules of the poison gate.

Yang Ming glanced at Xuan Yan deeply, his brows suddenly stretched again, what if he flouted the rules of the poison gate, could this waste still be able to sue the young master?

Xuan Yan naturally wouldn't go to Ye Qi, the young master of the Poison Sect, for such a trivial matter, he heard Senior Brother Liu's undisguised mockery, and took his steps expressionlessly.

"I don't know the rules-" Xuan Yan walked in front of Senior Brother Liu, raised his right hand, and said lightly: "You should fight!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang from the place where Senior Brother Liu was!

Before the surnamed Liu could react, Xuan Yan had already slapped him in the face.

"You-" Senior Brother Liu looked at Xuan Yan in disbelief, he really didn't expect that Xuan Yan had already reached the end of his meridians, and he would dare to make a move on him, and he would be extremely humiliating as soon as he came up.

Syllable!

Before Senior Brother Liu's questioning words were spoken, Xuan Yan slapped down again, the previous hit was on the left cheek, but this time, it was on the right cheek.

Senior Brother Liu's cheeks were visibly swollen with the naked eye, and five on one side, a total of ten finger prints, were clearly visible.

"You waste-" Senior Brother Liu was a little stunned by the beating, and he instinctively wanted to scold.

Syllable!

The slap in the face started again, and Xuan Yan followed it up with another slap in the face.

"Call me Senior Brother. Xuan Yan said lightly.

"I'll call you~ Mom, you dare to fight-" Senior Brother Liu was about to scold again, and before he could say the last word "Lao Tzu", Xuan Yan raised his arm again.

Syllable!

The slap in the face, which was louder than the previous three, resounded throughout the square by the waterfall.

Countless Poison Sect disciples turned their eyes to this side, they saw that Senior Brother Liu's face was flushed, and the whole person looked crazy, but Xuan Yan, who was standing in front of him, had a faint expression, as if it was not him who had just hit someone.

"Call me Senior Brother. Xuan Yan repeated the previous words and said.

"I'm your uncle, Lao Tzu fought with you!" was slapped four times in a row by Xuan Yan, and was looked at like a monkey being played, Senior Brother Liu completely went berserk, he scolded while putting on a posture, wanting to make a move against Xuan Yan.

"Stop me!" But at this moment, Yang Ming's angry shouts sounded, stopping Senior Brother Liu's next move.

While the other Tsing Yi disciples were shocked by Xuan Yan's sudden slap and were a little speechless, Yang Ming was not as unbearable as them.

He angrily stopped the surnamed Liu, and quickly turned his head to look at the blue-clothed brothers in front of him.

The movement here has already attracted the attention of the blue-clothed disciples.

For the more than ten blue-clothed disciples at the front, they didn't care at all whether Qiu Ling could become a disciple in Tsing Yi or not, and even the fact that the little princess returned to the poison gate didn't make them much interested.

They will come here, just at the request of the young lord Ye Qi, to show an attitude of importance to the little princess, and at the same time, they also shoulder the responsibility of maintaining order in the square.

After all, it is the return ceremony of the little princess, and the scene must not be too messy.

But even under their control, there were people who dared to make trouble, and the blue-clothed disciple in front of Yang Ming glanced at the green-clothed disciple surnamed Liu, and then at Yang Ming, with a look of obvious dissatisfaction.

Yang Ming was bitter in his heart, he thought that the person surnamed Liu was just laughing at Qiu Ling for a few words, it was not a big deal, but he didn't expect Qiu Ling to have such a big reaction.

Not to mention the four slaps surnamed Liu, it actually attracted the attention of the brothers in blue.

And, the most important thing is that Qiu Ling occupies the righteousness!

Regardless of whether the Tsing Yi disciples present recognized him or not, he was wearing blue clothes after all, and the surnamed Liu dared to be disrespectful to him, which in the eyes of the senior brothers in blue was itself a provocation and death-

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