Chapter Eighty-Three: The Holy Son is Mighty

Immediately, there was an uproar below, and the disciples of the Tiangang Sect who were watching from the side were all shocked by this scene.

These sons are not ordinary little people, their cultivation is at the same level as the sect master, and even better than their sect master, otherwise they would not have the courage to pursue their sect master.

Now that these sons have been defeated by this man together, it can be seen that this person's ability is not small, and he can fight across levels, and he is not reluctant at all, and it can even be said that he is at ease.

Everyone speculated that this person either had special exercises or deliberately hid his cultivation.

Ye Zheng put away the spiritual power of his whole body, flicked the hem of his clothes and looked at the disciple of the Tiangang Sect who was guarding the door and asked, "You can explain to me first, why did you seriously injure my disciple of the Wanhua Sect today?"

"I...... I'm ......" The middle-aged disciple was so frightened by Ye Zheng's appearance that he didn't dare to speak at this time.

"Since you have done it, you have to bear the price you deserve, and I will make you pay with blood!" Ye Zheng's eyes were full of anger, and he pointed to the other disciples of the Tiangang Sect behind the man and said.

The meaning of this is obvious, since you can harm the disciples of my sect, then I can also use others to know and treat others.

"Hmph, it's just a lonely sect, and you dare to speak wildly, do you still think you're invincible in the world? Do you dare to compare yourself with the two senior brothers of our sect?" Those disciples were not angry, and they couldn't get used to Ye Zheng's arrogance, so they took the initiative to nominate two men.

The two people who were elected were none other than the chief disciple of the Tiangang Sect and his junior disciple. The cultivation of these two people is outstanding among all the disciples, and they are not inferior to the three sons just now.

"Do you dare to compete with the two of us?" As soon as the two disciples walked out of the crowd, they walked directly to Ye Zheng and stood not far in front of him, looking at Ye Zheng with an arrogant face and saying.

"Are you sure you're better than the three of them?" Ye Zheng pointed to the three sons who were injured by himself and asked.

"Humph! Just now, the three sons were a little underestimated, and you took advantage of the loophole, and the two of us won't."

"Okay, do you want to come one by one, or do you want to go together?" Ye Zheng asked with a smile on his face.

"Of course it's a ......"

One of them was about to show fairness when he was interrupted by the other, who preemptively said, "Let's go together! Do you dare to take it?"

"What's not to dare to do, come on, come together, so as not to waste time." Ye Zheng stretched out two fingers towards the two people and bent them, quite disdainful of their meaning.

The two looked at each other, one was annoyed, and rushed up at the same time, and was about to release their spiritual power at Ye Zheng, but before their spiritual power could be brewed, Ye Zheng had already teleported, came behind one of them, and slapped him at the back of the heart, and the person began to vomit blood non-stop.

The other person hadn't reacted yet, and the tricks he swung out didn't even hit the hem of Ye Zheng's clothes, all of them hit the senior brother next to him, so frightened that he hurriedly collected the moves, and kept asking, "Senior brother, are you okay?" I didn't mean to.". ν.

"Why do you keep hitting me?" The disciple who was called Senior Brother clutched his injured chest with a look of anger.

"It's all him!" As he spoke, he rushed towards Ye Zheng, and the sword in his hand was about to stab Ye Zheng's chest, but he felt a spiritual power blocking his sword qi, "What's going on?"

"You're still trying to hurt me?" The corners of Ye Zheng's mouth hooked, and with a wave of one arm, a stronger spiritual power waved towards the man, only to see that his body was directly overturned, and was thrown out more than ten zhang away, and finally landed on the ground with his back, lying on the ground and vomiting blood all the time.

"The Holy Son is mighty!" The group of core disciples behind Ye Zheng were overjoyed, they hadn't felt this kind of passion for a long time, and they couldn't help but shout at Ye Zheng.

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