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Text Chapter 15 I don¡¯t know how high the sky is and how high it is

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    Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a little surprised. From what he knew, the Qingyun Sect had strict rules. Under normal circumstances, private fights among disciples were not allowed. The Preaching Cliff was an important place for the sect. It should not have happened.

    "Hurry up and hand over the fairy spirit liquid in your hands, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" Several young cultivators had fierce faces and arrogant words, while the young man wearing moon-white brocade clothes stood there calmly,  Looks indifferent.

    "Brother, we can only receive three bottles of fairy liquid each of us. Our daily cultivation depends entirely on it. Can you be kind and leave one bottle for us?" Those disciples were very afraid of the group of cultivators and spoke tremblingly.  Their voices were trembling all the time, and they had no ability to resist, so they could only plead.

    "Stop talking nonsense, bring them all!" A few young cultivators stepped forward and snatched all the fairy liquid from the hands of the disciples who had just started, and then stretched out their hands to push those disciples away, saying: "Remember, this matter  No one is allowed to speak out, otherwise you will know the consequences, get out!¡±

    Not far away, Wen Renye was furious when he saw it, and said: "Damn, these sons of bitches are so fucking bullying. They are all from the same sect, and they actually do such a thing!"

    "Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the same is true in the world of cultivation." Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head and said: "The struggle for exploitation between people is never-ending, and the law of the jungle is the same everywhere."

    "I'm going to teach them a lesson, and see if they dare to bully others in the future!" Wen Renye loves to fight against injustice, and he will rush forward immediately after saying this.  However, Ye Chen reached out and grabbed his arm and said: "You are no match for them. Several of those people have already begun to cultivate into the cave. Especially the young man wearing the moon-white brocade should cultivate into the cave."  Some days."

    "Are you just going to watch them bully others?"

    Ye Chen glanced at Wen Renye and said: "What if we beat them up now? They will still do the same thing in the future. Besides, we are just getting started, so don't cause too much trouble. When we go back later,  , I will ask Xiao Mo to tell the master about this matter, and these people will be punished by then. "

    Just when Ye Chen finished speaking, several young cultivators who were snatching the fairy liquid came over through the crowd, looking at him and Wen Renye with very unfriendly eyes.

    ¡°Brother, let¡¯s go find someone else and forget about the two of them.¡± Someone reminded in a low voice.

    When the cultivator who looked at Chu Feng and Wen Renye coldly heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Why? Are they special?"

    "Senior brother, that big man is a direct disciple of the Xingyun Sect, and the one in white is the successor of the sword"

    "Hahaha!" The young cultivator laughed immediately, with a sneer on his face: "He looks like he is worthy of being the successor of Jianfeng. I don't know what the sword-wielding elder thinks. He really takes him.  Is it a fairy seedling?"

    "Senior brother, I think we should forget it. Let's find someone else's disciple, and the fairy liquid is as good as the bottles they have."

    "How many bottles? Didn't you see that the man named Ye Chen had ten bottles in his hand?" The young cultivator looked at the fairy liquid in Ye Chen's hand and said, "I still have to ask him to take it out today.  Immortal liquid is not allowed! What happened to the descendant of Zhijian Feng? Isn¡¯t it amazing? I heard that the elder Zhijian Feng has been in seclusion for decades. Even if the so-called descendant of Zhijian Feng dies, I¡¯m afraid that Zhijian Feng  The elders won¡¯t know either!¡±

    Many people around have changed their expressions. What happened here has naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the dojo. Many disciples have already gathered around, many of whom have joined the Qingyun Sect and have already cultivated into the cave.

    Hearing such words, all the disciples looked at each other in shock.  There are few disciples in this sect who dare to say so about the sword-wielding veins, but this disciple in front of him is so unscrupulous.

    Wen Renye's eyes were wide open and he couldn't help but want to take action. Now seeing that these guys actually wanted to steal his and Ye Chen's fairy liquid, he slowly clenched his fists, glared at those people, and shouted  : "You are just ordinary disciples, you are really lawless, who gave you the courage to do so!"

    "You" Those disciples' faces suddenly turned ugly when Wen Renye yelled at them, but they finally held back and said, "For the sake of you being a direct disciple of Xingyun Peak, I won't be looking for you today.  trouble, but don¡¯t mind your own business!¡±

    "Grandpa, why are you meddling in other people's business today?" Wen Renye was not afraid of the few people who had already begun to cultivate the cave, and looked at them coldly.

    At this time, Ye Chen stopped Wen Renye who was about to go crazy. He looked at the few arrogant and domineering young cultivators in front of him and said, "It is not easy to enter the Qingyun Sect to practice, and it is even more difficult to cultivate the path to immortality. You should cherish it and don't accept it.  People instruct you to do somethingYou little bird, you will regret it when the time comes.  "

    "Regret? Hahaha!" Several cultivators laughed wildly and said, "Who made us regret it, you?"

    "What nonsense are you talking to him about? Why don't you just grab the fairy liquid from his hand?"

    When two cultivators approached, they wanted to take away the fairy liquid in Ye Chen's hand.

    "You guys simply don't know how to live or die!" Ye Chen suddenly shouted, causing the two approaching cultivators to stomp back a few steps. He looked at the two people indifferently and said: "As a disciple of the Sword-bearing Peak Sect, even if  The elders have no right to take things from my hands. You little disciples are so bold. Are you really tired of living?"

    "You just became a disciple of Sword Holding Peak. Are you showing off your authority here today?" A young man standing quietly in the distance, wearing moon-white brocade clothes, spoke. He looked at Ye Ye from a distance with indifferent eyes.  Chen said: "The name of the successor of Jianjian Peak is indeed very deceiving, but it can't scare us. Who in the Qingyun Sect doesn't know that Elder Jianjian has been in seclusion for at least tens of years? Do you think you can rely on this big mountain?  ?"

    "I don't need to hold a sword to grow this mountain. I just hope you don't know how high the sky is and how high it is. You think you can do whatever you want with someone behind you." Ye Chen said lightly. He really didn't want to fight with these people. For those who have tens of thousands of years of mental history,  For him, he has no interest in these children at all.

    "At this time, you are still here to show off the superiority of your fairy seedlings. I don't know that it is you who is the most powerful!" The eyes of the young man in moon-white brocade became colder and colder. After speaking, he directly ordered several young cultivators: "Get him."  I grabbed the fairy liquid in my hand and threw him into the lake outside the venue, otherwise he wouldn't understand what it means to be in a world where the sky is high and the earth is high!"

    "Yes, Master Bi!"

    Several young cultivators responded at the same time, and then approached Ye Chen with grins on their faces. When they were only two meters away from Ye Chen, they reached out and grabbed the fairy liquid in his hand.

    ¡°Damn it, you sons of bitches, if grandpa doesn¡¯t show off his power, you really think grandpa is a sick cat!¡±

    When Wen Renye saw five people trying to snatch the fairy liquid in Ye Chen's hand at the same time, he became furious and his blood surged all over his body. He punched the person in front of him with a "buzz" sound and a strong air flow, and the wind of the fist was fierce.  people.

    At the same time, Ye Chen moved his steps lightly and dodged a few grabbing hands. This made the cultivators stunned and suddenly felt that they lost all face.  Although everyone said that Ye Chen was an immortal seedling, after all, he had just started and had not yet cultivated out of the cave. However, they had all cultivated out of the cave. Several people took action at the same time, but Ye Chen avoided them.

    "Chi!"

    A cultivator's dantian area suddenly burst into light, and a ray of immortal lines penetrated through the air like an arrow, directly reaching Ye Chen's palm holding the fairy liquid. The speed was so fast that people around him couldn't help but exclaim.

    "Qiang!"

    A piece of purple metal the size of a palm suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's hand, blocking the immortal pattern coming from the shot.  At the same time, he ducked in front of the cultivator who was attacking with the blooming immortal pattern in one step, and smashed out with a loud sound like a gold-iron fist.

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    The cultivator flew backwards on the spot and screamed in pain. His whole face was bloody and bloody, and blood and broken teeth spattered out.

    "Whoops!"

    Just when Ye Chen knocked the cultivator away, someone came down from the side with a long knife and shot out a several-foot-long sword light, directly hitting Ye Chen's neck.

    "Qiang!"

    It was still the palm-sized piece of purple metal that blocked the blade's light. At the same time, Ye Chen reached out and, with his five fingers like iron pliers, firmly grasped the chopped blade. The blood in his body stirred and shook slightly.  , the blade trembled sonorously, and a terrifying force penetrated through the blade into the body of the sword-wielding disciple, causing his body to shake violently on the spot, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out. The whole person flew backwards six or seven meters away as if being hit by a big mountain.

    "Pop!", "Pap!", "Pap!"

    Ye Chen took a Taixu step and pulled up a series of afterimages at a dizzying speed. He kept wandering among several cultivators, slapped his hands wildly, and separated the remaining two cultivators from Zheng and Wen.  The cultivators who were fighting fiercely in the wild were all thrown away, their faces covered in blood and flesh, and their teeth all broken. After landing, they lay on the ground wailing uncontrollably, and for a while they couldn't get up.

    "As disciples of the same sect, we should help and support each other, but you bully others and take plunder. Today is a lesson for you!" Ye Chen coldly glanced at the five young people lying on the ground wailing.  With his behavior back then, these people had no way of surviving, but after becoming the Supreme, his state of mind changed.  Moreover, these people are not opponents at all in his eyes, they can only be said to be a few scum, and there is no need to take their lives.

    ??"You really do have some tricks. Your brute strength is pretty good, but it's a pity that brute strength is still brute strength, and it's nothing in front of real magical powers!" The young man in moon-white brocade clothes looked at him coldly, and then turned gloomily.  He said angrily to the five wailing people: "You bunch of trash, you are really useless. To deal with a person who has not even cultivated the cave, you actually have to take action personally!"

    After the young man in white brocade finished speaking, his whole body began to glow with fire-colored fairy marks. His whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of flames, and his hands gradually became fire-colored. Finally, two burning flames appeared in the palms of his hands.

    "Whoops!"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????A ray of rainbow rays of light, and instantly fell in front of the young man in moon-white brocade attire, was a young cultivator of about twenty years old, with handsome features, but a little coldness between his brows.

    "Master Bi, there is no point in dealing with a mere immortal disciple yourself. Let me do it. Let this immortal disciple kneel in front of Master Bi today and repent!"

    "Well, since you're here, it's up to you to take action, but you have to be careful. This person's physical strength is extremely amazing. Don't engage in close combat with him."

    "Don't worry, Master Bi, leave it to me!" After saying that, the young cultivator turned around and looked at Ye Chen, stretched out his hand and quickly squeezed the magic formula. The green light bloomed in the Dantian, and sword energy rushed out of the body with a "swish", and he was beside him.  Traveling through the ups and downs, exuding a sharp aura.

    "Li Chonghuan, a disciple of the real master, is here. I heard that he opened a cave two years ago and cultivated to the realm of the Immortal Master. Now I am afraid he has reached the third level of the Immortal Master Realm or above!"

    "It seems that Ye Chen, who is holding the sword, will suffer a loss, but if they dare to attack the disciple who is holding the sword, there must be someone from the sect behind them. Is Bi Lei really the great-grandfather of Master Bi?!"
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