Wang Dingzhou's eyes were extremely fierce, and Liu Xiangbei was so glared in an instant that he didn't dare to continue.

But his temperament was already fierce, and Yang Mingxuan's breath of treating them as ants had been held in his heart.

Now that it is clear that his own reinforcements have arrived, but he has let him leave so easily, how can Liu Xiangbei swallow this breath.

Seeing his indignant look, Wang Dingzhou knew what this kid was thinking, to be honest, he didn't understand why this Mr. Li from the academy was making calculations.

The matter of Cloud Village, the scandal of collusion between Confucian disciples and the demon clan, the person behind the scenes is clearly Yang Qinghua of Qingyun Sect, why don't you take it down on the spot?

Although he was confused in his heart, he didn't dare to ask the Confucian gentleman beside him, presumably the things that such a person was thinking about were far beyond what he and others could know.

Li Yuanxi saw the doubts of the two, but he did not mean to answer them.

He got up slowly, and said lightly to the indignant Liu Xiangbei: "If you want to take revenge, if you want to kill someone, you can do it yourself, no one here is stopping you, and no one is anyone's savior."

Wang Dingzhou hurriedly stepped forward to ask Li Yuanxi for his guilt and said, "Mr. Li, it was my majesty who was not strict and did not teach this apprentice well, you are a gentleman, you don't need to be like him."

Liu Xiangbei didn't appreciate it, and snorted coldly, "Gentleman? I think it's just like the fat-brained "adults" in the court, sophisticated and sleek."

"Aren't you just afraid of the power of the Qingyun Sect? I have a lot of might, but I'm not as good as a dog slaughterer!"

Smack.

Wang Dingzhou slapped Liu Xiangbei in the face, this palm used seventy percent of his strength, and it was also thanks to Liu Xiangbei, who was physically strong.

Otherwise, if this palm fell on the Qi Refiner, even a tenth-level Qi Refiner would have to be knocked unconscious.

His angry beard began to tremble, and with a plop, he knelt down in front of Li Yuanxi and said, "Mr. Li, my apprentice is a little reckless on weekdays, but he is not bad-hearted, but he is short-tempered and overly upright, and I still hope that Mr. Li will ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Yuanxi asked meaningfully, "Too upright?"

Wang Dingzhou's face turned pale, and he knew that he had said the wrong thing again, but in front of a Confucian gentleman, the more he talked, the better it was better to shut up completely.

He wanted to replace words with actions and kowtow to this Mr. Li to plead guilty.

Wang Dingzhou has never bowed his knees to others in his life, even in the face of Yang Mingxuan's overwhelming strength just now, although he is afraid, he has no lack of courage to fight to the death.

But this time it is for his beloved disciple and most of his son.

If it was placed in the early years, he would never choose to kneel and kowtow, he would only punch, practiced martial arts all his life, but lost that martial courage when he was old.

At this moment, Wang Dingzhou's eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old.

Now he is more like a dying old man than a martial arts master.

Liu Xiangbei had tears in his eyes, and at this time he couldn't wait to give himself a knife.

Because of his impulsiveness and recklessness, the old man had to kowtow to people and ask for guilt, which was more uncomfortable than killing him directly.

Liu Xiangbei clenched the bloody knife in his hand, and there was a hot stinging pain from the slap mark on his face.

His hand holding the knife was already trembling a little, not that he didn't want to slash at the young man in white who behaved strangely, but he couldn't, and he didn't dare.

It can't be because of the old man, don't dare, it's also because of the old man.

Wang Dingzhou wanted him to live, he couldn't live up to the old man's hard work, and he didn't dare to make Wang Dingzhou's kneeling meaningless.

In life, there are things that cannot be done as a last resort, and there are even more things that cannot be done.

Liu Xiangbei stood still after getting up, and raised the bloody knife in his hand high.

His voice was a little low and said to Li Yuanxi: "Mr. Li, it was I who recklessly bumped into you, didn't do the old man's business, with your identity, I should have apologized with death, but my life, I can't die now, so I will take one hand and one leg to resist the crime first, and wait for my business to be done, regardless of Mr. Li."

Wherever he is, Liu Xiangbei will never break his word."

Wang Dingzhou's face changed, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, but Li Yuanxi asked with interest, "What do you have to do?"

Liu Xiangbei replied calmly: "As Mr. Li said just now, Yang Mingxuan humiliated me and the old man, and I will personally avenge this revenge, and I hope that Mr. Li can fulfill it."

Li Yuanxi was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Liu Xiangbei to say this.

But soon he came back to his senses and asked with some amusement, "Do you know what Yang Mingxuan's cultivation is?"

"Peak Monk of the Primordial Infant."

"What about you?"

"Blood Refining Realm Martial Artist."

Li Yuanxi laughed, but his laughter quickly subsided, and he said, "The Blood Refining Realm martial artist wants to kill a Yuanying cultivator, are you taking me for a fool?"

At this moment, Li Yuanxi's slightly thin figure suddenly became extremely tall, and although his voice was flat, it had a brilliant power that faced people's hearts, making it impossible for people to speak against their hearts at all.

In the face of such a miraculous means, Wang Dingzhou's body was stiffened directly by the shock, and even the action of wanting to kowtow was stagnant in the air.

Liu Xiangbei didn't seem to be affected at all, and his eyes were still staring at the white light that lit up in Li Yuanxi's eyes.

After a while, Li Yuanxi smiled and said, "Even if what you say is true, but the gap between you and Yang Mingxuan is so big, if you lose an arm and a leg, when and when will you be able to reach the Seven Realms of Martial Arts?"

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if you really reach the Seven Realms of Martial Arts, with Yang Mingxuan's cultivation qualifications and the resources of Qingyun Sect, I'm afraid he has already soared at that time, and you will still not be his opponent at that time, so how can you talk about revenge?"

Liu Xiangbei gently put the blood knife on his waist, his eyes shining resolutely.

"If he breaks through the Ascension Realm, then I will break through the Seven Realms and become a martial artist of the Eighth Realm, and I don't believe that I can't kill him."

Li Yuanxi shook his head and said, "The Seven Realms of Martial Arts are broken paths, and the Eight Realms of Heaven and Man Realms, no martial artist has been able to break the shackles for tens of thousands of years."

He looked at Liu Xiangbei, and then continued, "Your martial arts qualifications are good, and the martial arts killing qi has begun to take shape, but it's a pity.

"It's a pity that you delayed the best opportunity in the Liang Kingdom, if nothing else, at most in this life, you will be able to break through the Six Realms, if you want to touch the threshold of the Seven Realms, it depends on whether you have that creation."

Liu Xiangbei said in a deep voice: "Whether I can break through or not is my business, this is not Mr. Li, you come to the heart, if Mr. Li does not agree to this agreement, then today Liu Xiangbei will give this life to Mr. Li, and I hope that after I die, Mr. Li will not embarrass the old man."

After speaking, he watched Li Yuanxi's demeanor change nervously.

Li Yuanxi shook his head after a moment of silence.

Liu Xiangbei's heart sank, couldn't either of them go out of here today?