Wei Shikun was furious, the ten sects and eight factions have always been respected, even if they are kings and nobles in the world, they are also polite when they see them.

Although the sect can't compete with the empire, with their power beyond the world, if they really want to target a certain person, even if this person is the emperor, their lives will be lost, and the Tianqin Fengshen War more than ten years ago is the best example, so even if any empire is wary of the sect, no emperor will really offend the sect.

After all, no matter how big the emperor is, he is just one person.

The reason why Wei Shikun was so angry was because the spirits in the cultivation world all looked down on the world, even those emperors and nobles of the empire, in their eyes, were just mortals, and people like Xiao Feng, who were spirits but lived among mortals, were even more disgusted by these so-called outsiders.

And now, Xiao Feng is so arrogant, this is something that Wei Shikun absolutely cannot tolerate, two sharp gazes flashed in his eyes, Wei Shikun waved his hand lightly:

"Get rid of them! Don't get any closer to Wuzhi Mountain!"

As soon as Wei Shikun gave the order, hundreds of purple-clothed disciples behind him fell in an instant, most of these most elite disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect were spirits of the Holy Martial Realm, and their own cultivation and aura were very sufficient, more than a hundred stepped on the sword and fell, and the powerful qi Lang instantly extinguished several fires in the open space.

At the same time, the ashes were splashed, and a few Biao cavalry guards didn't have time to dodge, and they were pounced on their faces, and only a few swords were raised, but just these few swords, the piercing chill made people shudder, and the fire gritted the root of his teeth, and stood in place, the sword qi was extremely sharp, giving people the feeling that it was like pressing a knife against the face, and it was possible to stab it if it moved forward slightly.

"Do you want to rebel?"

Xiao Feng snorted, and Wei Shikun looked at it with a sneer:

"Xiao Feng, my Guiyuan Sword Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, when there was my master, there was no current Tianqin, don't use the emperor to suppress the old man, this is the mountain gate of this sect, you break into my mountain gate, speak disrespectfully, according to the law of my sect, you can be killed on the spot!"

Wei Shikun was aggressive, and the more than 100 purple-clothed disciples slowly pushed all the Biao riders beside Xiao Feng back with their own aura, only Xiao Feng was alone, still standing firmly in place, although he did not move, but in the face of more than 100 people who fell and more than 1,000 people floating in the air, Xiao Feng seemed very weak.

"What do you mean, your Guiyuan Sword Sect is not my Tianqin's people?"

Xiao Feng sneered, Wei Shikun raised the corners of his mouth, and returned impatiently:

"Just with you mortals, what qualifications do you have to rule my Guiyuan Sword Sect?"

"Good, good!"

Xiao Feng laughed twice, and suddenly turned around and left, which made Wei Shikun somewhat surprised, and soon, Xiao Feng retreated with the dozens of biao horses, and walked quite far, all leaving the range of Wuzhi Mountain, Wei Shikun ordered those purple-clothed disciples to chase them out, but after a while, all the disciples came back, because they couldn't find any trace of Xiao Feng and the others.

"Master, I see that kid has fled. ”

A young disciple in his twenties pursed the corners of his mouth and said with disdain, Wei Shikun snorted coldly a few times, and said horizontally:

"That is, to run fast, otherwise I will not teach him a lesson today. ”

Xiao Feng's withdrawal really made Wei Shikun a little disappointed, he also thought that if Xiao Feng continued to act brutally, even if he didn't kill him, he would have to make him discredited and humiliated, so as to avenge Fu Qingfeng, but he didn't expect that Xiao Feng, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, would be scared away by himself.

Since Xiao Feng ran away, there was no need for Wei Shikun to stay here anymore, and after a few simple words of advice to the gatekeepers, Wei Shikun left a dozen purple-clothed disciples, and then returned to the Guiyuan Sword Sect with the others.

After returning to the Guiyuan Sword Sect, Wei Shikun did not report the results to Fu Bowen, in his opinion, Xiao Feng, who he easily scared away, made Fu Bowen suffer so much, if he ran over and told Fu Bowen that Xiao Feng was scared away like this, he was afraid that Fu Bowen would not be able to hang his face, and Wei Shikun would also press it.

One ~ no words in the night.

On the second day, the sun was shining, the sun in winter was a little dazzling, different from the desolate scene outside the mountain, Wuzhi Mountain was still full of green, spring ~ boundless scene, the early disciples in the sect began to practice in the morning on various mountains, some condensed qi, some practiced martial arts, and some practiced the art of controlling the sky.

On the towering mountain, more than a dozen young disciples jumped on their spiritual weapons and began to fly crookedly in mid-air, a few naughty senior brothers and sisters, from time to time rushed over to scare them, the teenagers shouted and played, and suddenly a few teenagers facing the outside of the mountain stood there in a daze, attracting the attention of their playful companions.

"I said, you guys, why are you so distracted? Who allowed you to desert during your cultivation?"

A young girl who seemed to be a senior sister crossed her waist and scolded sharply, and a cute looking little disciple pointed out with his fingers trembling slightly, and stammered:

"Teacher・・Teacher・・Sister・・A lot of people!"

"People, where are they?"

The young and beautiful senior sister frowned, thinking that it was another prank by these little ghosts, so she suddenly cautiously came over, and looked outside, and the senior sister's face instantly turned pale.

"Senior sister, who are they?"

Another young disciple asked curiously, and the girl's eyes flashed wide, and she stayed for a few seconds before screaming:

"Hurry up and inform the master, the army is coming!"

More than a dozen teenagers immediately scattered, and soon, panic spread on several hills.

When Wei Shikun got the news, he was enjoying his breakfast in a fine house on the edge of the cliff, there was a plate of exquisite foie gras on the table, plus two side dishes, and a palm-sized bowl containing a bowl of crystal clear jade liquid, which was boiled by a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, full of aura, and the effect was worth more than 100 high-grade spirit crystals.

Wei Shikun was taking a sip of this bowl of priceless tonic when two purple-clothed disciples rushed in.

"What, army, what are you kidding!"

Wei Shikun put the delicate jade bowl on the table heavily, very angry.

The two disciples who came to report the news hurriedly bowed their heads and said:

"Master, this is not a joke, they not only came to the Spider Car, but also the Thunderbolt Tower, there are more than 100,000 people!"

"You unproductive fellows, the dignified ones, afraid of the armies of the world?"

Wei Shikun taught his disciple two sentences, and hurriedly got up, although he was very calm on his face, but he was already panicked in his heart, the cloud chariot and the thunderbolt tower are both products of the heavenly workshop, these two instruments can not only overcome the city tower dozens of zhang high, but also can deal with the solid city wall with the protection of the rune array.

If there were really hundreds of thousands of troops to attack the mountain gate of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, even if there was a Nine Heavens Sword Formation, it would be useless.

Wei Shikun quickly walked towards the main hall of the sect, and before he could get to him, he ran into the disciple sent by Fu Bowen.

"Elder Wei, Master Venerable asked you to go to the Qianyuan Hall as quickly as possible!"

The disciple who passed the message handed Wei Shikun a jade talisman, which could allow Wei Shikun to fly within the forbidden area of the sect, Wei Shikun took it, hurriedly stepped on the sword and left, and soon came to the Qianyuan Palace.

By the time he fell, Fu Bowen had already been posted here, and even Fu Qingfeng, who had improved his injuries a little and was just able to get down, was there.

"Senior brother, is there anything wrong with calling me here in such a hurry?"

Wei Shikun asked knowingly, Fu Bowen frowned, and said in a low voice: "How did you send Xiao Feng yesterday, why did you cause a military disaster!"

With just this sentence, the finger was pointed at Wei Shikun, Wei Shikun was shocked, and hurriedly defended:

"Senior brother, this is none of my business, I just did what you told me, that boy, I persuaded him to leave. ”

"Are you really good at persuading?"

The corners of Fu Bowen's eyes twitched slightly, he didn't believe that Wei Shikun would persuade him with good words at all, just like he didn't believe that Xiao Feng could really break into the mountain gate of his Guiyuan Sword Sect yesterday.

And Fu Bowen didn't plan to let Wei Shikun really persuade Xiao Feng, until now that the soldiers are coming down the mountain, no one would have thought that Xiao Feng could do such an outrageous thing.

"Senior brother, I think Xiao Feng, this kid is crazy, he actually dares to bring troops! Isn't he afraid of angering the entire rivers and lakes?"

Wei Shikun shouted, Fu Bowen glanced at him, sighed and said:

"Although Xiao Feng's kid is young, he is ruthless and cunning, since he brought troops, he must have his reasons, think about it, what handle did he have yesterday?"

"What kind of trick, I just ordered someone to drive him away, but before my people could do anything, he retreated himself. ”

When Wei Shikun heard this, he couldn't say the anger that rushed up there, and Fu Bowen asked helplessly:

"Didn't you say that you were kind enough to persuade you?

"Senior brother, are you going to take me into the pit?"

Wei Shikun is very angry, Fu Bowen is asking knowingly, wasn't his attitude like this at that time, and now he wants to carry it if something happens?

Fu Bowen pursed the corners of his lips and frowned:

"Wait and go in, don't mention the matter of you sending someone to drive him out, and let the ancestor take the rest of the idea. ”

"Good!"

Wei Shikun nodded, relieved in his heart, Fu Bowen said this, but he didn't plan to let him carry a black cauldron, the two Shi Shiran entered the Qianyuan Palace, the three white-bearded old men were sitting in a precarious position, and the twelve elders on both sides were all there.

"You two did a great job!"

The white-bearded old man sitting in the middle watched Wei Shikun come in and shouted loudly, Wei Shikun glanced at Fu Bowen and found that Fu Bowen had his head down, so he also lowered his head and replied in a low voice:

"Ancestor, the disciple doesn't know what he has done?"

"I don't know?"

The white-bearded old man straightened his eyes angrily, threw a post off the table, and smashed it directly on Wei Shikun's head, Wei Shikun was taken aback by this move, and was stunned for a few seconds before taking the post over, and looked at it, only to see a few big words written on the front of the post:

"The text of the rebellion of the Guiyuan Sword Faction"

Looking at these long words, Wei Shikun was dumbfounded, isn't this the way to deal with anti-thieves?