Wang Yi got up early in the morning and went to the Sword Pavilion to practice, and he didn't come out until noon.

"Senior brother has been working really hard lately, coming to practice every day!" the disciple who was guarding the door sighed.

"You still call him Senior Brother, he has only gathered the Spirit Realm Double Heaven, and he can't beat you, what qualifications do you have to be your Senior Brother? Wang Yi turned his head and saw that it was Elder Naque's disciple again, this old fire had not been extinguished, and the new fire had come again, Wang Yi immediately frowned, clenched his fists and stared at him.

"Yo, look at your posture, do you want to fight? Last time, your rice bucket senior brother saved you once, so you escaped a catastrophe, this time I don't think you are so lucky!" After the disciple finished speaking, he pulled out his sword and stabbed at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi flashed to the side, his fists condensed spiritual power, and he swung forward, wanting to fight him in close quarters to reduce the advantage of the sword, but Wang Yi's punch didn't hit him at all.

At this time, the disciple guarding the door was already panicking, this private fight was a violation of discipline in the sect, he saw that the disciple of Elder Sparrow was holding a sword in his hand, and he was also reciting the mantra in his mouth, which meant that he was serious, and he was going to use the sword trick passed on by Elder Naque.

At this time, Wang Yi was still a little nervous, Wang Yi saw that the disciple was closing his eyes and reciting the mantra silently, so he raised his right fist again and swung it, who knew that before he got close, the disciple had already disappeared in place and suddenly appeared behind him, Wang Yi just reacted, and was kicked to the ground by him.

Wang Yi fell to the ground, but before he could get up, he was kicked again, and the disciple guarding the door was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and immediately said to Elder Naqi's disciple, "Senior Brother Jiang, you can be merciful, Senior Brother Wang has only gathered the Spiritual Realm Double Heaven!"

The disciple immediately smiled and said, "What's the matter with you, you stay and go, the kid now knows how powerful I am!", and their fight also attracted many disciples of the beginner and elder disciples to watch, and they all laughed and looked at him.

Wang Yi lay on the ground, his mind was blank, he was stunned, and now he knew that what he had learned was all fur, but it was absolutely impossible to make himself succumb, Wang Yi condensed spiritual power in his hands again, supporting his body, and at this moment, the disciple also condensed spiritual power on his feet, and stomped hard, Wang Yi trembled and couldn't stand the pressure, and lay down again.

"Stinky boy, it's still the same sentence and shouting grandpa begging for mercy, and I'll let you go!" the disciple laughed.

At this moment, the second senior brother who was painting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, frowned and shouted, "Third brother, come with me!" The senior brother still sat on the chair and smiled and instructed, "Don't be too heavy." ”

"Hmm!" Wang Yi's second senior brother nodded in response, with an angry expression.

When Wang Yi heard the words of this grandfather, he immediately became angry, the spiritual power of the whole body was running rapidly at this moment, and there was an inexplicable increase in the body, he slammed up on the ground, and swung his fist again, the disciple was stunned for a moment, and immediately took a few steps back, and at the same time, his left hand was sealed, and his right hand stretched forward, and the sword in his hand stabbed Wang Yi directly.

When Wang Yi came back to his senses, there was already a blood hole on his body, Wang Yi immediately screamed in pain, and the disciple refused to give up, and another sword stabbed him, at this time, the disciple who was guarding the door was completely panicked, and he also pulled out his sword and flew towards Wang Yi.

With a sound of "dang", the disciple blocked the sword for Wang Yi, and Wang Yi was also stunned for a moment, feeling grateful.

"You kid are tired of being alive too!" Elder Finch's disciple stared at the disciple.

"Senior Brother Jiang, stop it! Senior Brother Wang is already injured. ”

"When will it be your turn to do something?" said Elder Finch's disciple angrily at the disciple guarding the door.

"Senior Brother Jiang's private fight is a violation of discipline in this sect, please think twice!"

"You kid is still chattering endlessly, today I will let the two of you taste the power of the Twelve Swords of the Wind!" the disciple surnamed Jiang snorted coldly.

"You dare!"

At this moment, Wang Yi's third and second senior brothers descended from the sky, and when they saw the blood hole on Wang Yi's body, they could no longer hold back the anger in their hearts.

The disciple surnamed Jiang glanced back, and then smiled and said, "Why are there two more, I'm afraid that one won't be able to deal with me, this Great Elder's disciples are really all waste, hehe." ”

Wang Yi was very moved when he saw his senior brothers come out to help him, he couldn't complain about others, if he was stronger, maybe he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Wang Yi's second senior brother walked up to Wang Yi, gave him a bottle of elixir, and glared at the disciple surnamed Jiang angrily and said, "On weekdays, insulting us and our master, it doesn't matter, I won't pay attention to it, and it's not worth us to defend anything, but it's not okay to hurt my little junior brother!

"Hmph, I don't think you have the strength to choose to endure it!" The disciple surnamed Jiang sneered again, and the disciples watching at this time also gathered more and more, all of them were excited, eager to have a big fight to feast their eyes.

Wang Yi's second senior brother looked angry, his eyebrows were squeezed into a Sichuan shape, but his voice was still the same as usual, "We have always kept a low profile, and we have never caused any trouble in the sect, so I will cut you today, and the third brother, you go and clean him up??? ！”

The third senior brother next to him took a sip of wine and immediately choked, "What, I'm going to clean him up?" Wang Yi's third senior brother coughed a few times, put the wine jug beside him and said slowly.

Zheng Yifei saw that Wang Yi's second senior brother and third senior brother were shirking each other, and laughed even harder, Wang Yi's third senior brother put down the wine jug in his hand at this time, pointed at this line of Jiang disciple and said, "I'm afraid of hurting you, isn't the reminder I gave you last time enough?"

The disciple surnamed Jiang was stunned for a moment, and immediately retorted, "Looking for death." After speaking, he took his sword and rushed towards Wang Yi's third senior brother.

When this disciple surnamed Jiang rushed towards Wang Yi's third senior brother, he recited the sword trick in his mouth, and immediately disappeared in place, only to see an afterimage float by, suddenly appeared in front of Wang Yi's third senior brother, and kicked him suddenly, but Wang Yi's third senior brother still stood in place and didn't move, and said with a smile, "It's not painful, that's it?"

After speaking, he grabbed Zheng Yifei's foot, Zheng Yifei saw that his foot was caught, and stabbed Wang Yi's third senior brother with a backhand sword, and his third senior brother grabbed his foot with his left hand and lifted the whole person up, avoiding the edge of the sword, at the same time, his right hand condensed spiritual power, his left hand dragged down, and his right hand punched him, and hit the disciple's stomach firmly.

With this punch, the disciple surnamed Jiang was knocked away, screamed in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, and the sound of broken bones could still be heard, and the disciple curled up on the ground, and the severe pain made him cough a few times and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The clothes on his stomach were shattered by the impact of spiritual power, and a red fist mark could be seen, he fell to the ground holding his stomach, staring at Wang Yi's third senior brother, and his eyes also revealed shock, he was actually knocked down by him with one punch, he couldn't believe it, but more was panic and unwillingness, and the onlookers were also shocked when they saw this scene.

This punch was fast and accurate, and the condensed spiritual power was as big as a fist, Wang Yi was dumbfounded, and his third senior brother patted the dust on his clothes, and raised his eyebrows at Wang Yi, at this time, the disciple who fell to the ground silently recited the mantra in his mouth, only to see a spiritual power soaring into the sky, turning into a wind finch hovering in the air.

The second senior brother glanced at it and said with a smile, "This is his signal for help, it seems that it will be more interesting later." Senior Brother Wu took out another wine jug and took a sip, and said loudly, "Finally, I can loosen my muscles and bones, and I have to fight happily, right, fourth?"

Before Wang Yi could react, when he did, he saw that the entire Sword Pavilion had been surrounded by Elder Finch's disciples.