"Hmph! This waste is lucky, and every time you can meet the weakest opponent!" At this moment, the indifferent voice just now came into everyone's ears again. It turned out that the person who spoke was Jiang Li, a disciple of the Haoyue Sword Sect, and he said indifferently after seeing Li Changsheng's victory. At the beginning, when he saw that Li Changsheng was about to lose, he made mocking remarks, but now when he saw Li Changsheng win, he said that he was lucky.

"He's definitely not going to have such good luck next time, let's go!" said the other, who was also indifferent. After saying that, the two elite disciples of the Haoyue Sword Sect turned around and wanted to leave.

The conversation between the two caused the viewers to frown, but this was the territory of the Haoyue Sword Sect, and it was difficult for them to teach a lesson.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice rang out. Jiang Li only felt a flower in front of him, and one person flashed in front of them. By the time he came to his senses, he had already received a heavy slap in the face. The huge force made his whole person directly slapped to the ground, and when he turned his head, a wisp of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"You, how dare you hit me!?" Jiang Li stroked his red and swollen face, and a strong anger erupted from his eyes.

Only then did he see the young man who had beaten him just now, his face was extremely handsome, but he was a little pale. "Ahem......" The handsome young man couldn't help coughing twice, and a sickly blush immediately appeared on his face.

"Your disciple of the Soldier Academy, you actually beat me in the Haoyue Sword Sect!" Jiang Li saw the clothes on his body clearly, and said with an indifferent expression. He is beating himself here, it is simply equivalent to slapping the face of the Haoyue Sword Sect.

The people who came to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference were all elites from the major academies and the Sword Sect. Here, they will basically restrain their words and deeds to the greatest extent. Because their actions represent their sect to a certain extent. And the young man in front of him actually dared to slap himself directly, wasn't he afraid of causing a dispute between the Haoyue Sword Sect and the Military Academy?

"I'm here to hit you. How about that?" the sick boy said indifferently, "I just want to warn you that next time you lose the face of your sect, don't bring it to another academy." ”

Jiang Li just said that Li Changsheng was a waste, and all he encountered was the weakest opponent. This sentence is simply saying in disguise that the eldest disciple of the Bingjia Academy lost to Li Changsheng, and it is simply not as good as waste. Hear this. It was not easy for the other disciples of the Military Academy to come forward to teach this person directly, but this young man didn't care.

"Get out of here, do you think our Haoyue Sword Sect is easy to bully?" Seeing the pale young man turn around, Jiang Li shouted angrily. He is also an elite disciple of the Haoyue Sword Sect. He also participated in the book and sword discussion, but how could he let others bully? With a soft "choking" sound, he had already drawn his sword in his hand.

Being slapped in front of so many people, of course he wanted to save face.

Listen to him. The pale boy turned his head sharply. A cold gaze looked at Jiang Li. Suddenly, a blood-red glow appeared in his eyes.

This is...... This kind of murderous aura can only exist after killing countless people on the battlefield.

Jiang Li instinctively felt a burst of fear, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and instinctively took two steps back. An elite disciple was actually directly frightened by a look!

"Actually, you should feel honored that the sick man beat you. At this time, Fei Le Gongzi, who was in the seat of the Eight Great Princes, slowly stood up and shook the folding fan gently. Said lightly. His tone was very flat, but it made people feel an irresistible majesty.

He is a disease-free son!?Jiang Li's heart suddenly shook. No wonder the murderous aura in his eyes. It's scary. The disease-free son ranks fourth among the eight princes, how can he compete with it?

At this time, the disease-free man had slowly walked to his position, and his eyes had returned to calm at this time. Seeing the change in his demeanor, a faint sneer appeared at the corner of Tiangongzi's mouth. The disease-free boy was born with a 'natural disease', and the saint once asserted that he would not live to be twenty years old. However, he spent his twentieth birthday at the border, and the secret of it is probably only known to Tiangongzi.

At this time, Jiang Li, who had already pulled out his long sword, no longer dared to step forward and make a move. "Humph!" he snorted, and thrust his sword back into its scabbard.

What about the disease-free son? This is the Haoyue Sword Sect, not their Military Academy!Jiang Li sneered in his heart. The Haoyue Sword Sect is ranked among the top ten sword sects, and its status is comparable to that of the seven major academies. Even the officials of the imperial court could not meddle in the internal affairs of the Sword Sect. When the disease-free boy does this, he is simply slapping the face of the Haoyue Sword Sect!

However, if he wanted to step forward and attack him directly, Jiang Li didn't have the courage. With an indifferent face, he walked up to Mei Yifu and said, "Elder Mei, you are the law enforcement elder of our sect, are you just watching the elite disciples of the sect being slapped by others?" Mei Yifu was the only elder of the Haoyue Sword Sect present.

Although Mei Yifu was Li Changsheng's teacher, what he said just now mocked Li Changsheng. But the fact that he was slapped is related to the face of the entire Sword Sect. Jiang Li felt that Mei Yifu, as a law enforcement elder, had an obligation to stand up for himself.

"Get out!"

However, in front of him was a roar from Mei Yifu.

"You, tell me to get out!?" Jiang Li couldn't believe his ears, Mei Yifu not only didn't help him get justice, but told him to get out?" "I will report this matter to the sect." You, Mei Yifu, as an elder of law enforcement, let the disciples of the sect be bullied, and did not care about the face of the sect at all. He said indifferently.

"If you want to denounce it, you should go, and you'd better call your master too, otherwise it's not convincing. Mei Yifu said coldly. Jiang Li's master is also one of the elders of the sect, and he is also the brother of the third young master, no wonder he dares to argue with Mei Yifu.

After saying that, Mei Yifu turned to leave. Today, Li Changsheng had earned honor for the Haoyue Sword Sect, but there was a piece of garbage here that embarrassed the sect. And if Jiang Li is taught a lesson here, it will cause others to laugh even more. The best way to do this is to leave and not continue to lose face.

Leaving Jiang Li and his companions extremely angry, they were on the spot, and a strong sense of resentment arose in their hearts. Not only for Li Changsheng, but also for Mei Yifu and the disease-free son.

Hmph, let you be arrogant for a while. Wait for the Third Young Master to seize the seat of the Eighth Grand Master, and see how you, Mei Yifu, explain today's matter to the sect! No sick son, a sick man, the Third Young Master will beat you down sooner or later! Jiang Li thought viciously in his heart. (To be continued......)