Chapter XXVII: Private Fighting, Punishment

"Come on. Fang Fenghua jumped lightly and waved to Jun Cha defiantly.

Dare to be more famous than me at the outer door, hum, look at it while you walk, look bewitching, see if I wait to cure you.

When Juncha got on the battlefield, Fang Fenghua pulled off the hosta on his head and drove the hairpin to stab at the faΓ§ade of Juncha.

Jun Cha easily blocked the attack of the hairpin.

It's just that he didn't expect that the hosta's attack was just to attract Jun Cha's attention, and taking advantage of the gap time, Fang Fenghua took out a stack of second-grade attack charms.

It turned out that Fang Fenghua planned to kill Jun Cha in seconds, so as to show off his prestige.

Instant talisman detonates.

Fang Fenghua clasped his hands together and looked at the place surrounded by the explosion with a smile.

On the other side, Jun Cha, who was surrounded by explosions, was not comfortable.

The smoke dissipated, and Fang Fenghua, who had thought that a pile of second-grade talismans could blow up the opponent and lost his ability to resist, looked at Jun Cha's figure and appeared in front of him intact.

His eyes widened like brass bells.

"You ......" reached out and came up with a bunch of second-grade talismans.

Loser, loser, so many second-grade talismans, how many spirit stones do you have to spend to buy them.

I didn't expect my father to be so rich during the foundation building period.

But Juncha's attacks did not stop.

A pile of talismans was thrown out, and Fang Fenghua and Jun Cha played a game of cat and mouse on the competition platform. There was even a figure of a three-grade talisman.

Fang Fenghua, who wasted a bunch of talismans, was finally kicked off the platform by Jun Cha.

"You wait for me, if you offend me, don't think about it at the outer door. My dad won't let you go. Fang Fenghua said a cruel word with a hideous face, and then looked at Jun Cha with a cold and treacherous smile.

Jun Cha's head hurt instantly when he heard this, and he didn't want to mess with the monks in the foundation building period. Say okay, don't trouble yourself!

I really believe in her.

You have to be careful these days.

Jun Cha, who returned to the hut at night, was found in trouble.

Fang Fenghua took a group of small followers and a female cultivator on the eleventh floor of Qi cultivation to block Jun Cha's way.

"That's her, you kill her. ”

The female cultivator of the eleventh layer of Qi cultivation pressure pressed over Jun Cha.

The gap in cultivation, how Ren Juncha struggled and coerced was like the Buddha's five-fingered mountain pressed on his back. A few small attendants next to him came over and held Jun Cha with their hands.

"Look at how dare you go against me, you made me so ugly today. Fang Fenghua was holding a dagger in his hand, and the dagger was coldly attached to Jun Cha's cheek.

"The first time I saw you like that, I was very upset. What happens if you say I've ruined your face? Under the cold moonlight, Fang Fenghua looked at Jun Cha's face with a smile on his face.

Fang Fenghua conjured up another whip in his hand and whipped it on Jun Cha's body.

"Hmm......" Jun Cha made a dull sound, this woman, Jun Cha struggled hard, but her shoulders were pressed to death, and there was coercion and suppression.

Blood marks slowly left on the corners of the mouth.

After a while, Fang Fenghua seemed to be a little tired, and put back the whip that had been conjured.

A small attendant next to him flattered and proposed: "Senior Sister Fang, I see that you are tired, why don't I teach you a lesson?"

The little follower stretched out his hand and slapped Jun Cha on the face, and his face immediately swollen.

Juncha still had a few faint screams when he was first beaten, but now, endure it.

His eyes looked at a few people with faint eyes, trying to impress their faces deep in his mind.

"Hey, you still look here. The little follower fox fake Huwei kicked Jun Cha in the leg.

"Eh, stop, tell you that I can be considered a king at the outer gate. Fang Fenghua squatted in front of Jun Cha. He pulled out the dagger again.

"I need to leave a mark on you, so that you know what will happen if you offend me. With a stroke of the dagger, a mark appeared on Jun Cha's white face.

"Bring me what I brought. A small jade bottle was handed to Fang Fenghua.

"You have to keep this forever, remember that this is the injury that this Fang Fenghua gave you. Fang Fenghua smeared the powder poured out of the jade bottle on the wound fiercely, and deliberately pressed the wound with his hand when wiping, wanting to cause Jun Cha to scream.

After doing everything, a group of people threw down Jun Cha and planned to leave.

Without the suppression of the eleventh layer cultivator of Qi cultivation, Jun Cha slowly got up from the ground with one hand, and a long knife suddenly appeared, slashing across Fang Fenghua's back at once.

"Ah!" Fang Fenghua was shocked and angry.

"Ah~" "Oops" screams rang out again and again.

Jun Cha held a long knife and had only one thought in his heart, how could he leave some injuries to these people today.

Several people were injured by Juncha's surprise attack.

Fang Fenghua looked at Jun Cha coming over, a little frightened by the momentum on her body, and called the monk of the eleventh layer of Qi cultivation to hurry up.

With his last breath, Jun Cha withstood the blow of the eleventh layer cultivator of Qi training. The law enforcement team of the Question Void Sect soon arrived.

The law enforcement team was called by Jun Cha with a summons when he was about to make a move. Since they want to leave some injuries and want to get out of the way, the law enforcement team is the best choice.

Of course, killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 self-inflicted losses. When the law enforcement team found a private fight, both sides would severely punish them and never tolerate it, but they could leave Fang Fenghua with some injuries, and Jun Cha also felt that this deal was a good deal.

The law enforcement team that arrived saw the scene and arrested all the troublemakers and sent them to the law enforcement hall.

A Jindan real person with a face came out, and Fang Fenghua took the lead in explaining.

"Real person, it's really not me making trouble, it's her, it's her, you see that the injuries on my back are all caused by her. Fang Fenghua pointed to Jun Cha, and showed the wound behind him, and the crying pear blossom brought rain.

Several followers who were arrested next to him also showed their injuries, crying that it was Juncha who was making trouble.

For a while, the cry of the law enforcement hall shook the sky.

Jin Dan real person motioned for Jun Cha to speak.

"The injuries on their bodies are indeed inflicted by me. Jun Cha generously admitted.

"But they shot first, and the real person should be able to see who is worse when he looks at my injuries. If you look at what happened before the incident, you will understand. ”

After listening to Jun Cha's statement, Jin Dan Zhenren nodded perfunctorily and made a decision.

"If you duel privately in the sect and violate the rules of the sect, you should be punished. ”

Jin Dan Zhenren pointed at Fang Fenghua and the others again, "You go to the Spirit Animal Garden to work for free for three years, and you will be punished for two years." ”

Hearing the punishment, Fang Fenghua wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to bargain again. But thinking that his father must have given this Jindan real person a lot of benefits for this matter, he shut up.

"As for you, you will be punished for one year's sacrifice and go to the wind for half a year. Jin Dan Zhenren finished announcing the results and left.

Fang Fenghua was instantly overjoyed when he heard Jun Cha's punishment, stay in the wind for half a year, and see how you fight with me then.

Jun Cha knew that he couldn't fight these big shots, Fang Fenghua's father must have given this Jindan real person a lot of benefits, so that Fang Fenghua's punishment was so light.

One day, when you are strong, you will have to decide your own freedom and no longer be controlled by others.

The seeds of the quest for power are planted in the heart.