Fan Wenxuan exuded a killing intent when he spoke, he had already heard Qin Dang say what happened, if he was present, there was a chance that blood would be splattered on the spot.

Xia Zhao was so frightened by Fan Wenxuan's fierce eyes that he shrunk his neck, and hurriedly hid behind Wei Yi, causing a burst of disdain in the latter's eyes.

"Alright, I'll stand aside without making a move. ”

As soon as the words fell, several Deacon Peak disciples stepped forward to take Fan Wenxuan aside.

Then Wei Yi asked Qin Dang, "What about you?"

Qin Dang was already frightened enough by Wei Yi's might just now, and he could only nod his head violently at the moment, unable to speak.

After getting the reply, Wei Yi looked at Mo Jue, and the meaning was obvious.

Mo Jue understood and whispered: "The wound on his head was caused by me." ”

When Xia Zhao heard this, he poked his head out from behind Wei Yi and said, "Lord Wei Feng, you can hear it." That's him!"

Wei Yi glanced at Xia Zhao: "Shut up." ”

Then he looked at Mo Jue coldly and asked, "What is the reason?"

When Mo Jue heard this, he glanced at Xia Zhao hatefully before replying, "Insult my master." ”

When the words fell, Wei Yi's face suddenly sank, and he turned his head and asked Xia Zhao: "But really?"

The latter swallowed a mouthful of saliva, having a premonition that something was not going well, and nodded tremblingly.

"Someone...."

'Bang!'

As Wei Yi was talking, the hall door was suddenly smashed into the air, and the two Deacon Peak disciples fell into the hall along with the broken hall door.

Zhang Ziyi entered with Hu Anping, who was holding a long sword, and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everything will be carried for you by the teacher!"

Wei Yi's forehead jumped violently, stared at Zhang Ziyi and said word by word: "Zhang Ziyi, are you going to have a fight with me?"

Zhang Ziyi sat on the ground with a big grin: "You have arrested my disciples, are you provoking me?"

When the two were facing each other, a deacon peak disciple ran in sweating profusely and said, "Peak master, the disciple really can't stop him, please forgive the peak master!"

Being interrupted like this, Wei Yi didn't have a good seizure, and waved his hand casually: "It's okay, this scoundrel is not something you can stop." ”

When Zhang Ziyi heard this, he was not happy, and he tore off his collar to expose the scar on his chest and said: "Who are the scoundrels? I have shed blood for the sect! What's more, they are just children, what's wrong with making a little mistake? Hmm? What's wrong!!

Rao is a person like Wei Yi, after stopping Zhang Ziyi's words, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly: "Deliberately attacking the same door, this is a small mistake in your mouth?"

Zhang Ziyi clasped his hands and said coldly: "I said a small mistake, that is a small mistake." ”

Looking at the other party's scoundrel appearance, Wei Yi took a deep breath: "It seems that he can't speak well." ”

With that, a long sword appeared in his hand, and the aura around him was pulled by Wei Yi, forming a violent wind around him.

Zhang Ziyi looked calm, and greeted Hu Anping and said, "Xiao Anzi, go on!"

Hu Anping's face froze, and the long sword in his hand almost fell to the ground: "Master... That's the Deacon Peak Master. ”

"What's wrong with the peak master? You respect me as the peak master!

Zhang Ziyi stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of his clothes, and Hu Anping was pulled in front of Zhang Ziyi by surprise, facing the angry Wei Yi.

Wei Yi clenched his fists and took several deep breaths before saying in a deep voice: "Zhang Ziyi, are you looking down on me?"

After finishing speaking, the momentum on Wei Yi's body was unreservedly released, and he pressed straight towards Hu Anping.

A fierce wind rose out of thin air, and the broken temple door was rolled up, like a sharp blade rushing towards Ju Anping.

The sheer pressure slowed Juan down a few points, and he only had time to form a barrier in front of him.

"Enough!"

When the attack was approaching, a cold cry was heard.

Suddenly, the wind stopped, the debris returned to the ground, and the huge momentum disappeared without a trace.

A figure came slowly from outside the hall, with a pair of big dark circles, a listless demeanor, and a yawn from time to time.

If it's not Bai Hao, who will it be.

Seeing Bai Hao's arrival, Wei Yi glanced at Zhang Ziyi unwillingly, put away his long sword, and saluted Bai Hao: "Wei Yi greets the sect master." ”

Zhang Ziyi's eyes lit up, and he ran to Bai Hao and cried: "Senior brother, you are finally here, their Deacon Peak is bullying our Sword Peak with many people." You have to give an explanation to my brother. ”

Bai Hao squinted his eyes slightly. Speechless, he said, "Confess, what do you want?"

Zhang Ziyi pointed at Wei Yi and said angrily: "His Deacon Feng arrested my Sword Palace disciple for no reason, you judge this matter!"

As soon as he heard this, Wei Yi was not happy: "Your disciple wantonly attacked the same sect, how can you have no reason?"

"That's someone else's fault, too!"

"Quite unreasonable......"

Seeing that the two began to argue, Bai Hao rubbed his aching head: "Enough! ”

Pan Yang, who was named by Bai Hao, walked out of the corner of the main hall and responded: "Yes, sect master, this is how things ......"

Then Pan Yang told the ins and outs of the whole thing, Bai Hao's face sank after hearing it, and a strange mist emanated from him, covering the entire hall in a blink of an eye.

A slight feeling of tiredness hit Mo Jue's heart, and his eyelids were extremely heavy at the moment.

Fortunately, the Qingxin Jade in his arms seemed to sense Mo Jue's state, exuding a coolness that made Mo Jue barely stay awake.

Glancing around, Mo Jue was shocked to find that only him, Bai Hao, Zhang Ziyi, and Wei Yi were still awake in the field.

The people around him all had their hands down, and their eyes were dull.

Seeing that Mo Jue could still stay awake, Bai Hao and Wei Yi glanced at him in surprise, Zhang Ziyi knew the reason, but he didn't say it, but said: "Senior brother, next time you use the dream world, can you talk about it first, okay to take care of the old man?"

Looking at Zhang Ziyi's indecent appearance, Bai Hao frowned and said, "Senior brother, you are also the master of a peak, can you look like a peak master." ”

After that, regardless of the other party's response, he turned to Xia Zhao and asked, "What they said just now, is it true?"

As Bai Hao's words fell, Xia Zhao nodded indifferently.

"Why?"

Bai Hao's voice cooled down, he didn't expect this generation of disciples to be so unbearable.

Xia Zhao didn't seem to notice the coldness in Bai Hao's voice, and said slowly:

"How can that ink be absolutely virtuous, can it be passed on by relatives? Every day, the spirit rice continues, and he is still in the blood quenching realm, the old man doesn't want his face for him, why can't I meet such a master......"

Looking at Xia Zhao's blank eyes and unobstructed appearance, Mo Jue only felt a little creepy, which was too weird.

Bai Hao's face turned pale, and he interrupted Xia Zhao's words: "Enough!"

Then the mist was put away, and after everyone woke up, they heard Bai Hao shouting coldly: "Take this Xia Zhao down and expel him from the sect." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Zhao knelt down with a 'poof', and begged for mercy: "Sect Master, you have to know right from wrong, it is obviously their injured disciple......

Looking at it like this, Xia Zhao seemed to have no idea what had just happened.

But let him beg for mercy in every possible way, Bai Hao was still unmoved, and seeing that everyone didn't move, he said coldly: "The first sin is to insult the teacher, and the second is to be jealous of the same family." What's the use of keeping you? Why don't you take it with you?"

Seeing Bai Hao's angry appearance, Pan Yang hurriedly took a few Deacon Peak disciples to drag Xia Zhao, who was still begging for mercy, down.

Without Xia Zhao's begging for mercy, the hall finally quieted down, Bai Hao turned around and said to Mo Jue: "Okay, it's your turn next." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Ziyi, who was watching the play on the sidelines, became anxious: "What is your turn? Isn't it that person who is wrong? Is it unreasonable?"

Bai Hao had no choice but to explain to Zhang Ziyi, who was a scoundrel, and said: "Senior brother, one thing is one thing, and it is also a fact that your disciple hurt his fellow disciples......

"What the Sect Master said is extremely true. ”

Wei Yi echoed on the side, choking Zhang Ziyi with anger, and directly pulled his collar: "I have shed blood for the sect! You can't do this to me!"

Bai Hao ignored Zhang Ziyi, he had long been immune to this move, but instead stared at Mo Jue and said, "Either like that Xia Zhao, you will be expelled from the sect." Either serve as a secular deacon for three years, and choose. ”

Lay deacons are stationed in towns and cities, responsible for intelligence gathering, and are basically held by people with poor qualifications.

Now Bai Hao has let Mo Jue serve for three years, and this punishment can be described as extremely heavy.

Zhang Ziyi stepped in front of Mo Jue, and said coldly: "Bai Hao, what do you mean by this? People from my Sword Palace, when will it be your turn to be in charge of the Cloud Sword Sect?"

Bai Hao was stunned, he knew that Zhang Ziyi would not let it go, but he didn't expect that he would say it so ruthlessly.

"Senior brother, you ......"

"Don't call me senior brother! I don't have a junior brother like you, this Cloud Sword Sect was left to you by the old man of your family, not for me!"

Bai Hao was halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by the angry Zhang Ziyi.

As he spoke, a worn-out long sword appeared in Zhang Ziyi's hand.

The body of the sword is crawling with rust, and cracks crisscross it, making people wonder if this sword will break directly when it is cut on a person.

With the appearance of the rusty sword, Zhang Ziyi's face was flushed with an abnormal red, and his momentum was also rising.

Seeing this, Bai Hao was shocked and said, "Senior brother, stop! you can't hold on!"

At this time, the end of Zhang Ziyi's gorgeous hair had already climbed up to a touch of black, and sword rays appeared out of thin air, floating around him.

"The apprentices can't keep it, do you want my old face anymore?"

Zhang Ziyi said indifferently, and his momentum was released without reservation.

Sensing Zhang Ziyi's rising strength, Wei Yi summoned a long sword to block in front of Bai Hao, facing Zhang Ziyi head-on.

The scene became more and more tense, and it looked like a fight was about to start.

Mo Jue tugged at the corner of Zhang Ziyi's clothes and said, "Master, stop." The disciple is willing to serve as a deacon in the world. ”

The second half of the sentence was said to Bai Hao.

Zhang Ziyi looked back at Mo Jue in astonishment: "Mo Jue you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Dang gritted his teeth and said to Bai Hao: "The disciple is also willing to go!"

Seeing this, Bai Hao didn't mean to speak to Zhang Ziyi at all, so he seized the opportunity and hurriedly said, "Okay, come here." Send them to Yunfeng!"