"Yes, let's find Senior Brother Xu to evaluate the reasoning, is it reasonable for them to hurt people?" Some Qingmang Peak disciples even shouted loudly, while the other Sword Pavilion disciples calmed down, but when they saw that Qingmang Peak disciple's palm was red with blood, their reason was overwhelmed by that anger again.

"It is strictly forbidden to draw a sword in the sword washing pool, don't you know this rule?" The Sword Pavilion disciple who was called Senior Brother Xu was quickly invited.

He looked at the blood-stained palms of the Qingmang Peak disciples, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart that his trick had finally succeeded.

"Which eye of yours saw us out of the sword, and he injured himself by playing with his flying sword, can't he?" Ding Xiaoyi looked at this Sword Pavilion disciple who looked similar to Xu Pengcheng, and he already had a guess in his heart.

It's just that he feels that the weight of this Senior Brother Xu is not enough, and the person behind the scenes is not him, there should be others.

"You ......", when the Qingmang Peak disciple heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't speak. In the Sword Pavilion, I have never heard of playing with flying swords to hurt myself.

This cloth-clothed boy is simply a mouthful. However, he knew that his sneak attack on the little girl just now was very secretive, and none of the Sword Pavilion disciples saw it, but he was unexpectedly bitten by the cloth-clothed young man.

"Poof", the ancient elf couldn't help but be happy when she heard Ding Xiaoyi's words, and she couldn't help but snicker.

Gu Xiaotian also laughed like a silver bell.

"Big brother, how can there be such a stupid sword cultivator, how can he hurt himself" She thought it was funny, so she asked Ding Xiaoyi.

Gu Xiaotian's innocent question was extremely sarcastic when he heard this group of Sword Pavilion disciples, and they felt that they had been insulted.

They were insulted by a little girl. How could a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, who had always regarded himself as arrogant, be able to endure such an insult, and the face of the Qingmang Peak disciple couldn't help but change.

"Do you have the intention to come to my Sword Pavilion to make trouble, how can you be injured by your own sword, you insult my Sword Pavilion disciples so much, you actually don't take the Sword Pavilion in your eyes, I will report this matter to the Sword Elder, and let the Sword Elder punish you." Xu Pengfei naturally knew that Ding Xiaoyi was not the master who recognized it so easily, which also happened to fall into his arms.

As long as the sword-wielding elder is moved out, the ins and outs of the matter will be explained clearly. Even if they ignore it, but they are out of the sword washing pool, then even if they are reasonable, they will be punished by the sword elder.

Once the sword-wielding elder comes forward, the light one will abolish the cultivation, and the heavy one will be thrown into the sword mound. The cultivation of a body was swallowed up by the sword of the sword mound, and then the body died.

Thinking that Ding Xiaoyi might be abolished or thrown into the sword mound, Xu Pengfei could not suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

He just let this group of ignorant earth buns madness, and when the time comes, he provokes the sword-wielding elder, and the end can be imagined.

The other Sword Pavilion disciples were also indignant, the cloth-clothed young man humiliated the Sword Pavilion like this, the uncle could bear it, the aunt couldn't bear it, and it was unbearable if it wasn't right.

"Senior Brother Xu, please ask the Sword Elder to come and arrest this group of guys who humiliated my Sword Pavilion, they not only hurt my Sword Pavilion disciples, but also spoke disrespectfully." Some Sword Pavilion disciples immediately said loudly, that was also a disciple of Qingmang Peak.

As soon as they heard the words of the Qingmang Peak disciple, the other Sword Pavilion disciples immediately echoed.

"This junior brother, please go and ask the sword elder, this senior brother is here to watch them, lest they escape." Xu Pengfei's eyes showed a cold glint as he instructed a Sword Pavilion disciple.

The disciple received Xu Pengfei's order and immediately ran towards the thatched house.

"With such a despicable technique, I can't imagine that the Sword Pavilion has fallen to such a point, let's say, who asked you to target me?" Ding Xiaoyi didn't have the slightest fear, he asked Xu Pengfei calmly.

Xu Pengfei is just an ordinary Sword Pavilion disciple, not an elite disciple. Even if he taught the three brothers of the Xie family a sword technique to defeat Xu Pengcheng, he didn't have the ability to instigate some of Qingmangfeng's disciples to target him together.

Xu Pengfei must have someone behind him who instructed him to do so. It's just that the man didn't show any traces, so he couldn't hide without a trace.

"Boy, you are less proud, you will feel better when the sword elder comes. Humiliating the Sword Pavilion is a capital offense, if it were me, I would have escaped far away, but with your humble cultivation, it would be impossible to escape. Xu Pengfei secretly rejoiced in his heart, what is the king of a hundred battles in the killing capital, it is the dragon that has to be coiled when he comes to the Sword Pavilion.

Soon, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing walked in a dragon and a tiger stride. His eyes were shining, and he carried a long sword with a sheath.

His unangry eyes swept through the crowd, and then landed on Ding Xiaoyi's body. He saw the long sword wrapped in coarse cloth that Ding Xiaoyi was carrying behind him, and his face changed slightly.

However, he didn't feel any aura of cultivation from Ding Xiaoyi's body, although Ding Xiaoyi gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, but he couldn't see through the cultivation realm of this cloth-clothed young man.

The cloth-clothed boy was like a thick fog, full of mystery.

"I've seen Elder Baili", as soon as the disciples of the Sword Pavilion saw the arrival of this middle-aged man, they saluted him one after another.

The middle-aged man just nodded, and then swept his gaze over Ding Xiaoyi's body and landed on Xue Ningsheng's body.

When his gaze fell on the heroic figure, his pupils shrank slightly. Elder Baili's face became a little pale, and he was also angry when he heard this Qingmang Peak disciple explain the ins and outs of the matter.

Who is so bold as to come to the Sword Pavilion to make trouble, and he is also washing the sword pool and injuring the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, he must severely punish the murderer.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he came in a rage, but in the end, his face changed. Xue Ningsheng is one of the five prouds of this year, how could he not know him.

And his generation seems to be younger than Xue Ningsheng, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Elder Baili, it's this kid who humiliated my Sword Pavilion, and the waste of the Xie family hurt this junior brother of Qingmang Peak, please ask Elder Baicheng to uphold justice." Xu Pengfei said to the middle-aged man sincerely.

The other Sword Pavilion disciples also echoed one after another, and the disciples of Qingmang Peak shouted the most fiercely. However, something happened that made Xu Pengfei's jaw drop, and he saw the sword-wielding elder bow down to the heroic girl and salute the sword and say, "I've seen Uncle Xue in a hundred miles of sky."

As soon as the disciples of the Sword Pavilion heard that this sword-wielding elder actually addressed a strange girl as Senior Uncle, such a strange scene made the disciples of the Sword Pavilion stunned.

Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned, but he didn't expect Xue Ningsheng's seniority to be so high. The hundred miles of sky are a lot older than Xue Ningsheng, but the seniority is a generation lower than Xue Ningsheng.

He couldn't laugh or cry, and the Sword Pavilion also paid attention to the difference between respect and inferiority. This gave him an unexpected surprise, holding this ancient token in his hand, wouldn't his rank be very high.

"What, she is actually Xue Ningsheng's uncle, one of the five heavenly prides of this session", some Sword Pavilion disciples recognized Xue Ningsheng, and they couldn't help whispering.

Xu Pengfei's face became very ugly, he thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't expect that there was actually a very high-ranking Sword Pavilion disciple among this cloth-clothed young man's group.

"You're very old, huh?" Ding Xiaoyi said to Xue Ningshang with a wry smile, but Gu Xiaotian on the side looked at the disciples of the Sword Pavilion proudly, and this feeling made her very excited.

The ancient elves and Ye Qingqing just watched all this calmly, even if Xue Ningsheng was not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, they also believed that Ding Xiaoyi would be able to handle all this.

"Why not, maybe you also call me Uncle Ancestor?" Xue Ningshang also looked at Ding Xiaoyi proudly, she would find a place on Ding Xiaoyi's body one day.

This time it was a rare time to raise eyebrows. It's just that Ding Xiaoyi shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

"Elder Baili, they are not disciples of the Sword Pavilion, they are the ones who humiliated the Sword Pavilion, and this waste of the Xie family has injured the junior disciple of Qingmangfeng, please Elder Baili to uphold justice." Xu Pengfei's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said loudly to the sky for a hundred miles.

This time he was just sick and rushed to the doctor, although Ding Xiaoyi and the others were not disciples of the Sword Pavilion, they had Xue Ningsheng as a backer.

Not to mention that they are ordinary disciples, even a hundred miles of sky have to be considered.