[Chapter Word Count:3511 Last Updated:2015-03-1508:00:00.0]

When the hundreds of disciples of Dusk Drum Peak showed their shocked faces, a rapid drum suddenly echoed in everyone's ears, and at the same time, Yan Qi, who was shocked out, spat blood from his mouth.

The drums became more and more urgent, as if they were only in a short moment, and they were joined together. With the rapid sound of the drums, the hundreds of Dusk Drum Peak disciples who came to watch felt that the qi and blood in their bodies suddenly began to boil.

However, just as everyone was sitting down and pranayama because of the qi and blood in their bodies, the drumming stopped abruptly.

The abrupt stop of the drum sounded like a heavy hammer on the body, causing the hundreds of disciples who came to watch at Dusk Drum Peak to spit blood from their mouths.

As the drumming stopped, the light emitted from the surface of the stone drum became fainter and fainter, and when everyone gathered their eyes again, the stone drum resumed as usual.

Shi Feiyu, who was tied there, turned pale as paper, and as for what happened to him before, no one knew.

At this moment, the Lord of Dusk Drum Peak was strict, and his face was not very good-looking, it was originally just an ordinary whipping, but he didn't expect his disciples to be injured one after another, this time it can be said that stealing chickens and rice is not a loss.

In fact, as early as today's competition, Yan Qi saw the strength shown by Shi Feiyu, so he moved his mind, and happened to catch up with Gongsun Yang to ask Zhou Lian to escort him over, so he wanted to take this opportunity to hit Shi Feiyu hard, so that he could not participate in the competition tomorrow.

The world is impermanent, Yan Qi never expected that the stone drum that had been placed in the Dusk Drum Peak for hundreds of years suddenly appeared abnormal today, and now seeing his many disciples sitting cross-legged and busy healing, Yan Qi's anger in his heart suddenly rose.

I saw that his eyes were wide open, and he suddenly shouted: "Come on, bring the clavicle whip to the old man!"

Hearing this, a disciple sitting nearby hurriedly got up and left, and after a while, he returned with a weapon in both hands.

Previously, there was a soft brilliance emanating from the stone drum, and Shi Feiyu noticed that his divine soul energy was being swept into a whirlpool, and it was not until there was a loud shout in his ears that he suddenly woke up.

Looking up at the clavicle whip in Yan Qi's hand at this moment, Shi Feiyu's face suddenly became gloomy, but he couldn't ask him to beg for mercy.

I saw that Yan Qi was holding an iron chain-like whip in his hand, but the whip was covered with barbs, this weapon was extremely vicious, once it hit a person's body, it would tear the skin and flesh together.

"Okay, you bold boy, you dare to secretly hurt my Dusk Drum Peak disciple, the old man will definitely teach you a good lesson today!" Grabbing the clavicle whip in his right hand, Yan Qi suddenly opened his mouth and shouted angrily.

As soon as the words fell, Shi Feiyu raised his head and laughed wildly: "Yan Qi Lao'er, who in Jiugong Mountain doesn't know that you have always been strict with others and lenient with yourself, you don't need to find such a high-sounding excuse, just come over if you want to!"

Yan Qi's face turned pale, he has always protected his shortcomings, and he never let people mention his mistakes, and over time, he got a reputation for being strict with others and treating himself leniently.

Because Yan Qi was in charge of the punishment of Jiugong Mountain, all the disciples did not dare to offend him, and he was the first to accuse him in person like Shi Feiyu in many years.

At this moment, Yan Qi was obviously on the verge of rage, the green tendons on his forehead jumped suddenly, and before the disciples could react, the long whip in his hand was thrown out in anger.

The chain whip with barbs struck Shi Feiyu's body, his face distorted slightly, and then the long whip was slashed, leaving a deep wound in his chest.

However, even such a cruel whipping still failed to make Shi Feiyu open his mouth to beg for mercy, only to see his eyes wide, and suddenly shouted: "Delay Lao'er, I have written down this account!"

"Arrogance!" Seeing this, Yan Qi's face sank, and the long whip whipped out here, and the whip body immediately slashed over Shi Feiyu's leg, taking away a piece of his flesh and skin.

The sharp pain struck, and the corners of Shi Feiyu's mouth trembled slightly, but then he laughed wildly under the frightened hearts of the disciples of Dusk Drum Peak: "Good fight, don't you just want me to be unable to participate in the competition tomorrow, now I will sue you, you disciples of Dusk Drum Peak, don't want to have a person to pass through!"

Seeing this, Yan Qi was suddenly stunned, then put away the collarbone whip, and nodded again and again: "Okay, since that's the case, ......" At this point, Yan Chi's eyes suddenly showed a trace of murderous intent, and the clavicle whip in his hand suddenly burst out, directly hitting Shi Feiyu's forehead.

If this whip was hit by him, Shi Feiyu would definitely die.

Just when Yan Qi's killing intent was surging and he was about to take the opportunity to attack, a sigh suddenly came from mid-air: "Senior brother, as an elder, it is a bit too much for you to do this!"

Hundreds of disciples sitting on the martial arts training ground raised their heads one after another, but found that there was an old man under the night sky at some point, Yan Qi also raised his eyes at this moment, and saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, so he snorted angrily and did not do it again.

Looking at everyone's gaze, Shi Feiyu found that it was his master Gongsun Yang standing in mid-air, so he grinned: "Why are you here?"

However, Gongsun Yang didn't pay attention to it, his eyes just stared at the clavicle whip in Yan Qi's hand, frowning and silent. Seeing this situation, Shi Feiyu was no longer bored.

Yan Qi knew that what he had done this time was a bit excessive, but he had always been in charge of the punishment of Jiugong Mountain, so how could he allow others to question it?

I saw that he handed the clavicle whip in his hand to a disciple beside him, and then said with a smile: "Senior Brother Gongsun, you are the one who sent people to receive the punishment, and you are the one who stopped you, I don't know what you want the younger brother to do to be satisfied?"

Seeing this, Gongsun Yang sighed slightly, then stepped down into the air, came to Shi Feiyu's side, untied the shackles that bound his hands and feet, and was about to take people away.

But Yan Qi suddenly shouted angrily: "Senior Brother Gongsun, have you thought clearly about the consequences of this?" Hearing this, Gongsun Yang's footsteps paused slightly, and then he looked back at him: "What consequences?"

As if he didn't expect to ask such a question, Yan Qi was slightly stunned before he said angrily: "The whipping is not over yet, you have to take people away, do you still have the rules of Jiugong Mountain in your heart?"

Unexpectedly, Gongsun Yang nodded indifferently, and then walked slowly with Shi Feiyu: "Those who seriously injure their fellow disciples will be punished with thirty lashes, and the old man has been counting for you just now!"

Hearing this, Yan Qi was obviously stunned, and then turned his head to ask the disciples around him, and the disciple in charge of counting saw this, so he nodded lightly: "Thirty lashes are over!"

Previously, he had been busy trying to find a way to hit Shi Feiyu hard, but then he was attracted by the brilliance emitted by the stone drum, and Yan Qi didn't count it, but now when he saw his disciples nodding and admitting, his face became gloomy.

However, when he saw Shi Feiyu's back, he suddenly sneered again and again: "Boy, the old man wants to see how you compete on stage tomorrow!"

After saying that, he gave a few words to the disciples around him, and hurriedly descended the Dusk Drum Peak, not knowing where to go.

On the winding mountain road, Gongsun Yang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and then he took a deep breath against the mountain wind: "This is also for your good!"

Along the way, Shi Feiyu was thinking about the stone drum on the top of the Dusk Drum Peak, and when he suddenly asked, he pouted: "You just want to give them an explanation!"

In this competition, Shi Feiyu took the stage twice, but all the disciples of Baizhi Peak were seriously injured. Although there were casualties among the disciples of all peaks in previous competitions, this incident had never happened before.

More than 20 participating disciples of Baizhi Peak were all eliminated, and the anger in Mo Baili's heart can be imagined. If Gongsun Yang didn't take the lead in expressing his position, maybe Mo Baili, the wallhead grass, would join several other peak masters to condemn him.

If this matter is really investigated, it will inevitably be a little unreasonable. It was precisely because he knew how strict the matter was, that Gongsun Yang reluctantly sent Shi Feiyu to be whipped.

In this way, even if Mo Baili pursued it in the future, he could have sufficient reasons to protect Shi Feiyu.

However, Shi Feiyu had another thing in mind. He had previously received the flogging on the Dusk Drum Peak, and there was obviously something else in that stone drum.

It's just that with his current strength, Shi Feiyu didn't dare to touch it, and while saying this to Gongsun Yang, he also secretly kept this secret in his heart.

Seeing that he really understood his hard work, Gongsun Yang smiled slightly, and then put his hand on his shoulder: "There is one more thing you must remember, no matter who asks, don't say the four words of Fuhua Heaven and Earth, so as not to cause a catastrophe!"

In fact, Shi Feiyu also knew in his heart that the dilapidated classic book he found in Gongsun Yang's house must have an extraordinary origin, but he didn't expect that learning the spell technique in it would bring him so much trouble.

As if knowing the doubts in his heart, Gongsun Yang suddenly spread out his palm, and in his palm, it flashed with a pale white light. I saw that these brilliance squirmed in an extremely mysterious way, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a spell.

If you want to draw a charm, it is very restricted, so you need to prepare a brush made of Divine Soul Wood, as well as rune paper and other items.

However, Gongsun Yang was able to use nothing at the moment, condensing it in the palm of his hand, which showed how profound his attainment in the art of spells was!

Looking at this familiar spell, Shi Feiyu's eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed, "Gale Spell, old fellow, are you ...... You're ...... too."

However, Gongsun Yang showed a trace of helplessness on his face, shook his head and said: "The classic book you took away was actually entrusted by the old man to keep it back then, and the old man only learned such a kind of spell recorded in the classics!"

Hearing this, Shi Feiyu's heart became more and more full of doubts, but just as he wanted to ask, Gongsun Yang suddenly stared at him with a sharp gaze, and said slowly: "At the beginning of divine punishment, the heavenly demons are evil, the heaven and the earth are painted, and the common people are imprisoned!

Shi Feiyu's face changed slightly, when he accidentally broke the Heavenly Demon Bead and obtained the Blood Cicada Jade, he had also seen similar words.

Thinking back to the words he saw at the time, Shi Feiyu just wanted to speak, but Gongsun Yang was reluctant to say more, and with a slight sigh, he grabbed him and rose into the air, heading straight to Xingyun Peak.

At the top of Xingyun Peak, there were several houses, but at this moment, Zhou Lian knelt in the courtyard and was silent. Previously, when Gongsun Yang came back with Shi Feiyu, he reprimanded him severely, and in anger, he even said that he would expel him from the division.

Zhou Lian was suddenly frightened, and knelt directly outside the door and begged bitterly, but Gongsun Yang was obviously really angry this time, no matter how hard he begged, he closed the door.

At this time, Shen Zifeng walked closer from the side, looked at him kneeling on the ground and shook his head slightly: "Senior Brother Zhou, if you really want to continue to stay on the mountain, let's go to Senior Brother Feiyu to intercede, you still have to tie the bell to the bell!"

Hearing this, Zhou Lian's eyes suddenly lit up, but then his face became gloomy: "Let me beg him? What is he, why should I beg him?"

Seeing this, Shen Zifeng didn't say much, but turned around and left indifferently, but when he left, he couldn't bear it, and said: "If you are a disciple of Xingyun Peak, you shouldn't leave Senior Brother Feiyu alone with Senior Uncle Yan to be punished!"

This sentence suddenly woke Zhou Lian up, and then nodded silently: "I understand!"

In fact, what Shen Zifeng said was right, he was bent on defeating Shi Feiyu, but he forgot that he was also a disciple of Xingyun Peak, and he chose to escape when his junior brother was facing punishment, which obviously touched Gongsun Yang's bottom line.

The more he thought about it, the more Zhou Lian felt that what he had done was indeed worthy of his master, so he stood up suddenly. Shen Zifeng noticed this, his footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at him with a surprised gaze.

However, just when Shen Zifeng thought that he would leave Xingyun Peak with this, he found that Zhou Lian's eyes were firm, and he went straight to the door of Shi Feiyu's house, and then knelt there under Shen Zifeng's stunned gaze, and roared: "Feiyu, from now on, you will be my great disciple of Xingyun Peak, and Zhou Lian will only be the first ...... of you."