Rong Yin glanced at Ziyi viciously, and then casually reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Interesting, you are much more interesting than the women I have seen before." ”

"Heh, laugh to death." Ziyi snorted coldly and pushed him away, "Who do you think you are, saying this kind of thing, it's disgusting to listen to!" A hundred times more disgusting than you. ”

"How dare you say it again!" Rong Yin had anger on his face, and he raised his love sword and pointed at Ziyi, "Believe it or not, I'll kill you!" ”

Ziyi shook his head and grimaced at him, "This is the Fengqi Sect, if you dare to do something to me, the sect master will definitely not let you go!" Coward, coward who can't afford to lose! ”

Rong Yin's hand holding the sword trembled with anger, "You, you give me death!" ”

With a loud shout, the sword qi approached the door, Ziyi didn't think that Rong Yin would really make a move, and she was stunned in place before she could react when the sword pointed at her, and after a while, a force pushed her to the side.

Ziyi fell to the ground and cut the flesh of his palm, and looked back in surprise that the love sword had penetrated Ember Huan's body, and Ember Huan's face was pale and he spat blood.

"Ash, Ember Huan......" Ziyi panicked, he had never been so flustered.

Ember Huan was in a cold sweat, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the love sword, and his five fingers were tightly clasped on the sword, and when Rong Yin wanted to pull out the sword, he found that he couldn't pull it out at all.

How is this possible?

Rong Yin raised his eyes to look at Ember Huan, facing her gradually reddening eyes, and felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason.

"You......" Ember Huan's voice trembled slightly, "You...... It's too much to deceive people......"

Rong Yin saw that she really hurt someone, her face was so ugly, she was bent on pulling out the sword, and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I, I was just impulsive." ”

Who knew that Rong Yin couldn't pull out the love sword with all the strength of her body, her fingers were clasped on it, and her eyes were cold, like, like looking at a dead person......

"I am a person who has died once, how can I be afraid of death!" Ember Huan said coldly, his fingertips moved slightly, and he easily twisted the love sword in his hand.

Rong Yin only felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, the broken head of the love long sword had already forced over.

There is no way back for him!

But when Rong Yin closed his eyes and waited for death, the sword did not fall for a long time, and he opened his eyes in confusion, and the love sword that was broken in two fell to the ground, and the little girl who had just spoken cruelly had fallen to the ground.

"Ember Huan!" Ziyi only reacted at this time, and held her in his arms, "What are you doing in a daze?" Go and ask the Sect Master of the Xuanyi Sect! ”

Ziyi hugged Ember Huan and shouted for a long time, blood kept flowing out of her body, staining most of her clothes red, no matter how much people shouted, she didn't react, as if she was out of breath.

Ziyi cried and cried, completely ignoring the Rong Yin next to him.

Until this time, the disciples of the Fengqi Sect who were originally watching the play surrounded one after another, and several disciples were urged to invite the sect master of the Xuanyi Sect, and even more disciples went to tell the sect master about the matter.

The arena suddenly became a mess.

Yan Jingxuan jumped off the martial arts arena, landed beside Ziyi, reached out and pulled Ember Huan's wrist to help her take her pulse, and said in a low voice after a while: "She was too injured and fainted, don't shake her like this again, otherwise it will be okay to be shaken." ”

Yan Jingxuan took out the gold sore medicine that the master gave him, no matter what, he still had to stop the bleeding first.

He was just about to pull off Ember Huan's clothes, one hand was crossed in front of him, and when he looked up, it was actually Zhong Lei, the sect leader of the Xuanyi Sect, and Situ Yunxiu, the sect master's wife, who had already rushed over.

"Don't touch her yet." Zhong Lei squatted down with a solemn face, stretched out his hand and dotted on several of Ember Huan's big holes, temporarily stopping the blood, "It's all scattered, don't gather around here." ”

Zhong Lei was about to take Ember Huan back to treat his injuries, when a purple figure flashed, and a powerful force opened up all the people around Ember Huan.

The person who came was Qing Jue, and he rushed over as soon as he heard the news of Ember Huan's injury.

Qing Jue looked around with a gloomy face, his left hand was raised slightly, and Ember Huan, who was lying on the ground, floated in the air, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who hurt my apprentice?" ”

"Ember Huan is actually Master Qing Jue's apprentice?"

"Oh my God, I heard that Master Qing Jue never accepts apprentices, so I envy Ember Huan."

What kind of voices came out, and Qing Jue, who was listening, was very impatient, and with a tap of his fingertips, he sealed the mouths of the disciples who spoke just now.

"Who did that?"

Ziyi stood up, pointed at Rong Yin who was not far away and shouted: "Master, it's him, he did it, he wanted to kill me, and Ember Huan helped me block that sword in order to save me!" ”

Qing Jue's name Rong Yin has heard of it, his whereabouts are mysterious, he never accepts apprentices, and even the exercises are not much higher than the sect master of Fengqi Sect.

There was no way, Rong Yin could only walk up, "I didn't intend to hurt her, she bumped into her by herself." ”

"Oh? Is it? Qing Jue glanced coldly at the person who spoke, "You mean that if my apprentice doesn't open his eyes, he will hit wherever he is in danger?" ”

"I ......" Rong Yin was forced speechless.

"Qingjue, forget it." Zihuan, who was late, arrived and glanced at Ember Huan, who was still in a coma, "Her injury didn't hurt the vital point, just go back and apply medicine to recuperate for a while, so forget it." ”

Qing Jue narrowed his eyes and didn't let go, "Heh, my good apprentice came to see a martial arts competition and was injured like this, just forget it?" ”

"Rong Yin is a new disciple, he should be uncertain, and his subordinates are not serious, how about punishing him to go to the back mountain to kneel for half a month?" Zihuan asked tentatively.

Qing Jue didn't want to look at Zihuan, raised her right hand, and sucked Rong Yin to her, her fingers rotated slightly, lifting the person into the air, and a white light instantly enveloped Rong Yin.

Rong Yin clearly felt that something was passing in his body, and shouted at Qing Jue in a panic: "Master Qing Jue, I really didn't mean to, I won't do it again, let me go, let me go!" ”

"Put?" Qing Jue sneered: "When you hurt my apprentice, you should know what will happen to you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Qing Jue suddenly retracted his strength, watching Rong Yin fall to the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"This person disregarded the rules of the sect, used the rune paper without authorization, and even injured his fellow disciples, and wasted his cultivation to drive down the mountain, and he was not allowed to go up Fengqi Mountain for half a step in the future, otherwise he would be killed on the spot." After Qing Jue said this, he left with Ember Huan.

Rong Yin, who was sitting on the ground, couldn't believe what he had just heard, and he couldn't even raise his hand to urge a piece of rune paper.

His cultivation is all gone.