Chapter Ninety-Four: I am Song Qingyun, a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect
After a while, a group of people walked forward with a young man in a light cyan fairy robe, and the young man also held a purple-clothed girl in his arms.
When he walked to the front of the crowd, Song Qingyun roared,
"Who the are you? What a big shelf! β
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned cold,
"Presumptuous! The deity is a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect, Song Qingyun! β
"A little loose cultivation, don't retreat yet!"
Song Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and smiled directly,
"Are you Song Qingyun?"
The young man's eyebrows were slightly cold, and he didn't speak, but the five big and three thick bodyguards behind him were ready to make a move.
Song Qingyun didn't even pull out his sword, he directly crossed the group of five big and three thick fat guards, and trampled the person under his feet.
"Are you fucking Song Qingyun? Who is that Lao Tzu? β
"Damn, don't you have a name? He even dared to pretend to be a master! β
"I beat you, your parents don't even know you!"
The boy on the ground was still screaming,
"You are bold! Dare to beat the personal disciple of Xuanyuan Sect! β
Song Qingyun scolded while beating,
"You're the one who hits! He actually pretended to be the Xuanyuan Sect's family heirloom! β
He is so poor that he is dying, where can he afford to hire so many bodyguards!
For a time, the crowd was in an uproar.
Who is this, so brave!
He actually beat up the pro-disciple of Xuanyuan Sect?!
Some boldly began to record videos with photo stones and upload them to the forum.
And the title is-
#ιζ, the entry of the young warrior beating the Xuanyuan Sect's personal disciple# was topped with the headlines of the forum.
In the video, the Xuanyuan Sect's ancestor Song Qingyun is miserable!
Monks from all walks of life commentedβ
[Relying on the head of the seven sects to be domineering, I will encounter a hard stubble at this time! ] γ
[There is such a personal legend, Xuanyuanzong eats jujube pills! ] γ
After Song Qingyun finished beating, half of the young man's face was swollen like a pig's head, he held the spirit jade in one hand, pointed at him with the other and said,
"You wait, my senior sister and master are near here, I'll call her to beat you to death!"
Song Qingyun snorted,
"You call her here, she comes and fights with Lao Tzu!"
Don't say anything about pretending to be him, but dare to pretend to be his senior sister and master!
Oh, a bunch of liars!
Look at him if he doesn't come to fight fakes in person!
Sang Luo was also interested, standing aside with his chest crossed, and Chu Yanshu quietly leaned towards her side to block the excited crowd.
After a while, two people flew over.
The white-bearded old man was followed by a girl in a red dress.
Sang Luo frowned, is there really a senior sister?
Gang crime?
Why is it a red dress again?
As soon as the white-bearded old man and the girl in red landed, he saw the pirated Song Qingyun who had been beaten into a pig's head sitting on the ground.
The white-bearded old man pointed at Song Qingyun,
"Who are you to dare to beat me in vain!"
Song Qingyun crossed his waist,
"The young master will not change his name, he will not change his surname, Xuanyuan Sect Song Qingyun is also!"
"It's you impostors!"
The white-bearded old man was stunned when he heard this, picked up the dust and pointed at Song Qingyun, and said angrily,
"Even if you are from the Xuanyuan Sect, you can't bully others!"
As soon as he said this, the monks below began to discuss it in a hurry.
"What's going on? This old man is not from Xuanyuan Sect? β
"Definitely not! Changli Sword Venerable Transformation Divine Realm is at the pinnacle, and now his appearance has only been maintained in his twenties and thirties, and it is a little vicissitudes, this old man looks like he is sixty or seventy, how old has he become? β
"Could that be the Xuanyuan Sect Sect Master Su Changluo?"
"Are you kidding, Su Changluo is more handsome than Su Changli! How could this be Su Changluo! β
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