"Hahahahaha, little prince, I'm just bullying you, so what?"

An extremely arrogant voice came from the front, awakening Su Yi.

Su Yi opened his eyes and walked through the woods in front of him. He saw Zhao Cheng and Zhan Ling surrounded by seven disciples from the early stage of foundation building.

The seven people blocked Zhao Cheng and the other two, and were in no hurry to attack them, just like a cat playing with a mouse, full of jokes.

"Senior Brother Yu, he is a prince. If we bully him, what if he calls his father or something, send more than 100,000 troops to kill us?"

"Wow! More than 100,000 troops? I'm so scared!" Another man shouted exaggeratedly, but then his face changed and he looked at Zhao Cheng with disdainful smile, "But let alone more than 100,000 troops, even millions of troops, in the hands of our monks, mortals are just ants that can be destroyed and destroyed."

Zhao Cheng stared at his eyes, his eyes filled with rage, his hands tightly clenched into fists, and blue veins burst out. He felt like he was being pulled out of the lead, and he would explode at just one point.

The sect life over the past month has completely subverted his cognition. Although he finally got the immortal arts that he had been looking forward to for a long time and felt the magic of immortal arts, the attitudes of these disciples in Tianhua Shenzhou towards them far exceeded his original imagination.

In Tiansong, he was the son of a dignified prince. Since he was a child, he was held in the palm of his hand, respected and cared for by others, and lived a life of human beings. Although he was determined to pursue the path of immortality and never bullyed others with power, he was always arrogant.

Unexpectedly, when he came here, his original noble identity was like the lowest beggar in the Tiansong Kingdom in the eyes of others. His identity became a topic of fun by the disciples.

"Haha. Brother Yu, this kid seems very unwilling to accept it." said a man in green clothes, one of the two disciples in the lead. "What? Brother Zhao, since you are so angry, why should you hold it up? Anyway, the sect's regulations do not matter if you fight or something. Look at me, I'm standing here, come up and hit me!"

"Criminal, I can't stand it anymore!"

Suddenly, Zhan Ling, who had been silent, shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed. He passed through the lightning-like horse training in the air and slashed to the head of the man in blue.

Zhan Ling's attack speed was extremely fast. Although it was only at the early stage of Qi training, this sword made the man in blue have no time to avoid it.

In the end, with only a layer of yellow light on his body, blocking Zhan Ling's electric attack. But even so, the long sword also left a big bag on the forehead of the man in blue.

After Zhan Ling was shaken away by Huang Guang, the man in blue came to his senses and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He first let out a big breath, then his face changed drastically and he was furious.

"Stinky, stinky brat, do you dare to attack me?" The man in blue gasped. Zhan Ling's sword almost scared his soul just now. The other party was just a mortal who had just entered the early stage of Qi training, and it was a big difference from his realm, so he didn't expect that Zhan Ling's speed could be so fast!

"Hahahaha. Junior Brother Wei, your forehead, your forehead, Oh my God, I'm so laughing to death! Why are you so careless and injured by a mortal in the early stage of Qi training?" The man surnamed Yu immediately covered his stomach and laughed. Although the other disciples were concerned about the identity of the man in the blue shirt and did not dare to laugh, their faces were full of laughter.

The man in blue shirt had his eyes blew fire, and his expression was almost hysterical. Although Zhan Ling could not hurt him at all, the meat bag on his forehead was even more uncomfortable than killing him. Thinking that this matter would definitely be regarded as a joke by all the disciples of the sect in the future, the man in blue shirt had the intention to kill people.

The man in blue roared angrily: "You! A mere mortal in the early stage of Qi training dares to attack me. If you don't give you some profound lessons today, you won't know what the difference between a monk and a mortal!"

The man in blue suddenly exuded an extremely powerful aura and murderous aura.

The man surnamed Yu smiled and reminded: "Junior Brother Wei, don't be impulsive. If you accidentally kill them, you will be miserable."

The man in blue gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Don't worry, I won't kill them, but I will let them know what life is worse than death!"

Zhan Ling stood in front of Zhao Cheng, held a sword and said with a vigilance: "Criminal, go quickly, I'll cut you off the rear."

A trace of fear flashed in Zhao Cheng's eyes, but then he laughed: "Zhan Ling, do you think we can run away? But you did a good job and didn't embarrass me. After I've been beaten, I'll invite you to have a drink!"

Zhan Ling smiled and said, "Okay, it's a good deal to change the prince and drink."

The man in blue roared hideously: "You still dare to joke in front of me, and seek death!"

A strong wind swept violently, and then the air around him blew a dazzling blue light with the figure of the man in blue, like the raging waves in the ocean, suddenly rose from the bottom of the water and slapped towards the two of them.

Zhan Ling and Zhao Cheng's bodies were suddenly suppressed by the powerful force of the bully. Their long hair flew, gritted their teeth, and desperately seemed to resist the pressure from each other. But in the strong wind, the two were like a small boat in the ocean. Before the waves were curled up, they were almost overturned.

"A mere ants don't even have the power to resist, and they still want to go against our spiritual monks. It's ridiculous!"

The man in blue smiled contemptuously, and his long sword swung out with a blue "wave".

Compared with the sword that Zhan Ling had just now, the sword of the man in the blue shirt seemed extremely slow, just like a slow motion replay in the movie. However, the man surnamed Yu and others around him suddenly showed surprise.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Wei had perfectly combined his aura and momentum. This sword was almost illusory. Compared with Junior Brother Wei's sword, the sword with the boy surnamed Zhan just now was simply a joke!"

"Senior Brother Wei is worthy of being the most outstanding genius among the new disciples in the last term. I'm afraid that many senior brothers can't achieve this kind of sword-controlling skills."

"Haha, it seems that Senior Brother Wei has also been in real fire and has used this kind of sword-controlling technique. Those two guys should be proud!"

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The man in blue shirt had a crazy flame flashing in his eyes. He did not hesitate to use powerful attacks from the beginning, in order to defeat these two guys with the cleanest and neat means, so that they could know the power of the spiritual monks. At the same time, destroy their confidence and plant the fearful inner demons in their hearts.

Why are mere mortals like these geniuses in the spiritual world? They should live for decades like ants, and then die sadly, turning into a handful of dust.

The sword light had already stabbed Zhao Cheng and the others in the blink of an eye. A smile appeared on the corner of the man in blue. Under his sword, Zhao Cheng and the others were like turtles in a jar and had no choice but to escape.

But the next second, the smile on the man in blue suddenly frozen.

His flying sword came to an abrupt end in the air. A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Cheng and the others, and two fingers clamped the flying sword.

The man in blue was shocked. He knew the power of the flying sword best, but such a perfect blow was blocked by the other party with two fingers!

The man in blue shirt shrank his pupils, and then he saw clearly the other person's appearance, a young and incredible man.

"Who are you?"

The man in blue shouted angrily and tried his best to activate the takeoff sword, trying to break free from the other party's control. But no matter how hard he tried, the flying sword remained motionless between the other party's fingers. However, the other party seemed to have no effort, with a faint contemptuous smile on his face.

The other six disciples were shocked. Where did this young boy come out? He actually took the flying sword with his bare hands. He can have such powerful strength. He should be a genius disciple of the sect, but why have they never seen it?

"Su Yi!"

Zhao Chengxi shouted overwhelmed, and his expression suddenly felt relieved. Su Yi defeated Li Junshan lightly that day, leaving a very deep impression on them.

After hearing Zhao Cheng's words, the man in green clothes suddenly realized it. It turned out that the man in front of him was the culprit who defeated Li Junshan and provoked Senior Brother Xu.

The man surnamed Yu's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly: "Ha, who am I? It turns out that he is the thorny boy among mortals."

“Bold!”

Before Su Yi could speak, Xiao Chu shouted and said, "She had tidied up the clothes on Su Yi's left arm's shoulder blades, and then she saw three colorful patterns on the shoulder blades.

"How dare you be so rude to your uncle? Could it be that you want to be expelled from the sect?"

"Shi, uncle?" Seeing the patterns on Su Yi's shoulder, the man surnamed Yu and others changed color, full of panic and disbelief.

A disciple next to him whispered: "Senior Brother Yu, I heard that a person from the lower realm was taken as a disciple by the head. In short, we should indeed call him Uncle Master."

The man surnamed Yu and the man in blue shirt changed their faces and cold sweats were soaked on his forehead. Although Liuyun Sect is gradually declining, the rules of the sect are still very strict. It is very serious to dare to offend the division commander.

The man in blue clothes hurriedly removed his spiritual power and looked at Su Yi in surprise.

Su Yi bounced his fingers and bounced his flying sword back to the man in blue, and smiled and said, "What? I won't hit you anymore?"

The man surnamed Yu squeezed out a smile and said, "Haha, how dare we act rashly in front of uncle? I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore."

Su Yi's face suddenly changed and he said sternly: "Is that so? You don't fight anymore, but I, a mortal, want to fight with you noble disciples in the spiritual world to see if the ants can beat you gods."

The man surnamed Yu showed an awkward look and said, "Master, uncle, don't be angry. We are just talking and playing. Even if we eat Xiongxin and leopard courage, we won't dare to fight you."

"Don't dare? Humph, I think you all dare very much." Su Yi exuded a strong aura and walked towards the few people step by step. "What are you afraid of? Although the sect has rules to respect teachers, there is another new disciple who cannot refuse to challenge within three months. If you want to defeat me, the mortal uncle, now it is the best opportunity."

Hearing Su Yi's words, the expressions of the men surnamed Yu continued to change, and a struggle flashed in their eyes, as if they were quite moved by Su Yi's words.

Suddenly, the man in blue gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'll fight! Senior Brother Yu, he has just been in the first month, and I don't believe that even we can't beat him!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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