Alone, the people of the Qinghong faction who have been able to lead the people of the Xuanming Sect to fight dare not show their faces, but the people of their Qinghong faction may not know.

If it weren't for Shiyi giving those resources to himself, I wouldn't be where I am today.

Those people from the Qinghong faction actually said that the power of the Ten Wings was blown out, which was really ridiculous.

The disciples of the Xuanming Sect and the disciples of the Qinghong Sect who were imprisoned were locked up in prison like this, scolding each other when they had nothing to do, until a few days later, when the people of the two factions were released.

Shortly after leaving the prison, a man with long hair and a shawl, extremely gloomy eyes, and the word "Hong" written in the upper left corner of his clothes, holding a long knife, blocked the way of Pan Bufan and others.

"Xuan Ming Sect disciple?" The voice was cold, as if coming from the ice cellar, making people feel a chill when they heard it.

"So what?" Pan Bufan stepped out more and more, and looked coldly at the disciple in front of him who was obviously a disciple of the Qinghong Sect.

Not far away, a kind of Qinghong Sect disciple who had been retreating to the rear, avoiding the people of the Xuanming Sect, looked at the figures that appeared from a distance, and they were instantly overjoyed.

Senior Brother Cai Quan turned out to be Senior Brother Cai Quan.

Senior Brother Cai Quan is Senior Brother Cai Cheng's own brother, although he is not as terrifying as Senior Brother Cai Cheng, but he can clean up enough people from the Xuanming Sect.

"Senior Brother Cai Quan!"

"Senior Brother Cai is finally back!"

A group of Qinghong sect disciples strode towards the man, looking like they were children of adults after being bullied, and they looked ridiculous.

"Senior Brother Cai, you are finally back, you have to call the shots for us!"

"Senior Brother Cai Quan, you don't know, these days you are not here, those people from the Xuanying Sect have all ridden to the head of our Qinghong Sect. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Cai, look at the injuries on our bodies, it's been a few days, but you can still see obvious scars. ”

"Senior Brother Cai, these people, they obviously didn't take our Qinghong faction seriously, and said that the people of our Qinghong faction are all scum......"

"Senior Brother Cai, you must avenge us!"

Cai Quan listened to the voices that kept sounding around him, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his vicious gaze swept over the people of the Qinghong Sect, and the surroundings instantly quieted down.

"A group of useless wastes have been beaten like this by the Xuanming Sect at the bottom of the rankings, and the face of our Qinghong Sect has been lost to you. ”

Cai Quan glanced coldly at everyone in the Qinghong Sect, and his eyes fell on the people of the Xuanming Sect, and a hideous color appeared in his vicious eyes like poisonous snakes: "Count you lucky, you are in this military camp." ”

When the words fell without a beginning or an end, Cai Quan's body suddenly erupted with a majestic aura like a river and sea, and his body moved, like a figure flashing.

On the other side, the disciples of the Xuanming Sect didn't even see anything clearly, and a sharp pain had already come from his chest, flying upside down like a kite with a broken string.

What a terrifying speed!

Pan Bufan was horrified and shouted: "Let's go together!"

All around, a group of Xuanming Sect disciples surrounded them together.

"I can't help myself...... Watch from the side. Cai Quan sneered and greeted him, and the next half of the sentence was obviously said by the group of Qinghong Sect disciples behind him.

"This guy, one person is going to fight a group!"

"It's interesting, this is Cai Quan, the genius of the Qinghong faction. ”

Some soldiers not far away who had nothing to do with the incident laughed: "There's a good show to watch now." ”

Soon, Cai Quan, a genius disciple of the Qinghong Sect, returned, and the news that he was looking for revenge from the Xuanming Sect spread throughout the military camp.

In Lanze Lake, a figure suddenly swam out of the lake and walked to the shore, and after walking a few steps, he found that one after another figures were running in the same direction.

"Is this something big happening in the barracks?"

Zheng Shiyi was puzzled, and the soldier who ran to the side asked, "What's wrong with you, what's going on?"

"You still don't know? The people of the Xuanming Sect and the Qinghong Sect are fighting again. The other party was obviously in a hurry, but he didn't stop talking.

"The Xuanming Sect and the Qinghong Sect are fighting?What's going on?How can these two sects fight?" Zheng Shiyi was puzzled in his heart, and hurriedly followed the other party.

"You don't even know this?" The other party looked back at the young man in front of him in some surprise, and explained as he ran: "It's all because of the person named Zheng Shiyi, the people of the Qinghong faction called him a coward and laughed at him." The people of the Xuanming Sect were naturally unhappy, and the two sides fought.

I don't know for some reason, the ordinary disciples of the Qinghong Sect can't beat the disciples of the Xuanming Sect, and they have been beaten very badly by the people of the Xuanming Sect.

It's just that today, Cai Quan, a genius disciple of the Qinghong Sect, came back to take revenge, saying that he wanted someone to teach the disciples of the Xuanming Sect a lesson. ”

Is it because of me?

Zheng Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly followed, this matter was caused by himself, and he couldn't help but go.

Outside the barracks cell, a group of Xuanming Sect disciples were lying on the ground, each with either broken ribs, broken hands and feet, and the corners of their mouths were covered with red blood, and their faces were pale and bloodless.

Cai Quan walked over the disciples of the Xuanming Sect lying on the ground one by one with an indifferent face, and every time he stepped on it, he stepped heavily on the vulnerable parts of the Xuanming Sect people, causing screams, but there was still a faint smile on his face. It seems that he is not stepping on people, but walking on the ordinary path.

In a few steps, Cai Quan walked in front of Pan Bufan and stopped.

"Bump!"

The next moment, Cai Quan stretched out his foot and slammed his foot on Pan Bufan's face, followed by a crisp clicking sound, which seemed to be the sound of the bridge of his nose being stepped on, and a red blood flowed out along the soles of his feet, staining Pan Bufan's face with scars.

"What a cold look, you know? I hate it when people look at me like that. ”

Cai Quan's voice sounded a little sharp, like a woman, but it did not have the softness of a female voice, but was full of femininity, which made people feel a tingle in their scalp when they heard it.

When the words fell, he raised his foot and tapped Pan Bufan's heart with his toes, and suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked Pan Bufan's ribs with a sharp force.

"Click!"

The crisp sound spread in the air, Pan Bufan's sternum was broken instantly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain, his face turned pale in an instant, and the whole person looked dying, as if there was no life at all.

"Senior Brother Pan!"

The disciples of the Xuanming Sect who were lying on the ground one by one, seeing that Pan Bufan had no strength to fight anymore, Cai Quan actually insulted his fellow disciples like this, and rushed over with angry faces, but after only a few steps of running, many people fell to the ground.

The remaining few had just rushed to the front before they were kicked out by Cai Quan.

Cai Quan lowered his head, watched Pan Bufan's toes fall on his heart again, and said with a cruel smile: "I'll give you a chance to kneel on the ground and kowtow a hundred heads." Then shouted loudly, your Xuanming Sect is a waste scum sect, and the so-called Zheng Shiyi is even more of a waste. Shout out, spare you. ”

Pan Bufan opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked up at the extremely feminine man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked a smile, full of mocking smile: "Our Xuanming Sect is at the bottom of the top ten sects, but when you, the inner disciple, did not appear, our disciples of the Xuanming Sect beat you Qinghong Sect people and didn't even have a place to hide."

You say, if our Xuanming Sect is a waste scum sect, then your Qinghong Sect is not even as good as a waste scum sect?"

All around, the faces of the Qinghong Sect disciples darkened.

As Pan Bufan spoke, he coughed up a mouthful of blood again and continued: "As for the Ten Wings, he is just not there. When he returns, the person who will be shouting will change. ”

"Oh, in that case, I'll wait for the so-called Zheng Shiyi to take revenge. If you don't see him again for three days, you won't be as easy as you are today. ”

Cai Quan turned around with a cruel smile, and before his back was about to disappear in front of everyone's eyes, a sentence floated far away.

"Don't kill anyone. ”

Zheng Shiyi ran all the way forward, but along the way, he met many people who had obviously returned after seeing the conflict.

"That Cai Quan's methods are powerful, and he is worthy of being a disciple sent by Qinghong. Fortunately, this is a military camp, and killing people here will cause big trouble, otherwise, I am afraid that in any place, the disciples of the Xuanming Sect will have died. ”

"What surprised me was that some of those disciples of the Xuanming Sect had backbone, and they were beaten like that, but they still refused to accept it and did not kneel. ”

"It can be said that there is backbone, but in fact, it can also be said that it is too stupid. Sometimes, when we should bow our heads, we have to bow our heads, and then talk about the kid named Zheng Shiyi, we haven't been able to find him for more than ten days, and we don't know where to hide.

These people are still waiting for him to come back? ”

"This Zheng Shiyi has really made the disciples of the Xuanming Sect miserable. It seems that the disciples of the Xuanming Sect will have a hard time in the future. ”

Several people talked to each other as they walked forward.

Zheng Shiyi's face instantly turned blue, the people of the Xuanming Sect were beaten, or because he was beaten!

In the open space in front of the cell, the previous onlookers had almost left, but there were a small number of soldiers, who stayed where they were with good hearts, talking to the Xuanming Break people.

"Alas...... Don't be stupid for you people. Your Xuanming Sect ranks last among the top ten sects, and the disciples in your sect, no matter how good they are, how can they keep up with the disciples of other sects, not to mention that they are still the inner geniuses of the Qinghong Sect, Cai Cheng's younger brother. You don't have any inner disciples coming this time. ”

"That's right, I think you'd better give in. Otherwise, judging from our years of experience, the people of the Qinghong Sect will still come to you for trouble. If you endure for a while, you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin, why don't you give in?"

"Anyway, the martial arts training time is not long, and when the martial arts training is finished and they return to the sect, then won't you regain your freedom?

If he is really that strong, why don't you show up when you are beaten like this?"

"We will not be soft, once a man's backbone is crushed, he will not be able to stand up again in that life!" Pan Bufan said with a resolute face: "What's more, I believe that Shiyi will definitely come back!"

Pan Bufan remembered that day in the Xianling Mountain Range, Zheng Shiyi was seriously injured by Qiu Tianlang and had to leave, he did not give up the scene of coming back to save the team members, and his eyes were extremely firm.

"A bunch of idiots, they deserve to be beaten!"

A group of soldiers saw that these disciples of the Xuanming Sect kept admonishing, stood up one by one, turned around and left, but these people didn't appreciate it, what did they stay for!

Just turned around, but several people were stunned.

In front of him, a man dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Xuanming Sect carried a large knife four feet long and one and a half feet wide, glowing with a cold sword. The young man stood in front of them, and a murderous intent diffused from the sky.

What a strong killing intent!

The hearts of the soldiers trembled, this young man looked like he was about fourteen years old, how could the killing intent be so terrifying, as veterans of the battlefield, they felt this killing intent, and they actually felt a palpitation!

"Ten...... Ten wings. Pan Bufan opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the figure that appeared in front of him, his eyes showed a gratifying brilliance, and muttered to himself: "I knew, I knew that you would definitely come back." ”