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122 Shame on the face

In anger, Gongshu Pan summoned his long sword and said, "Shameless."

The disciples of Jishu Academy gloated: "Young Master, this is just a piece of waste in the Qi Refining Realm. Why do you need to ask us to take action? We will fight for you."

Everyone was gearing up and expressing their loyalty.

The cultivation levels of the Jishu Academy disciples present are all above the Foundation Establishment level.

Hitting a Qi training mirror is as easy as an adult hitting a child.

"This bitch is blind and dares to bully you like this, let us do it!"

"Yes, young master, don't dirty your hands."

"..."

The disciples of Jishu Academy expressed their loyalty one after another.

But everyone watching this farce just felt that the Jishu Yuan was really fighting against the power of others.

They were obviously the ones who started the trouble, but it seemed as if Wen Yi deliberately provoked them.

Most people here are just human beings.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

They did not dare to stand up and speak for Wen Yi, so they could only sneak out and inform the patrolling Piao Miao Huanfu disciples, asking them to stop the conflict and seek justice for Wen Yi.

"Come together with whatever you are fighting for." Wen Yi took out a wooden sword and poured silver-white spiritual power into the ordinary wooden sword.

The wooden sword is like an extremely sharp weapon.

Wen Yi: "Today I will teach you what the rules are!"

"What a loud tone!" In anger, Gongshu Pan pushed back everyone, summoned his sword, and turned into a bolide thermometer and rushed away.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

At the moment of hand-to-hand combat, Gongshu Pan felt as if his arm had been electrocuted, and was so numb that he could not move.

The terrifying murderous intention rushed towards him, and he felt cold all over his body. He looked at Wen Yi's pupils dilated in shock.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah—"

The wooden sword flew through the air and slapped Gongshu Pan hard on the face.

Gongshu Pan's cheeks suddenly swelled up, his face was filled with astonishment, and he couldn't believe it, and an unspeakable fear arose in his heart.

I should obviously face the difficulties, but my hands and feet become as weak as soaked noodles at some point, and my whole body becomes limp.

"You are not in the Qi Refining realm at all!"

He was careless!

"Bang bang bang——"

The wooden sword in the palm of his hand stabbed the major acupuncture points of Gongshu Pan's body with lightning speed.

A sharp pain spread throughout his body, and Gongshu Pan screamed and fell straight to the ground.

His face turned pale, and under Wen Yi's gaze, he instinctively avoided danger and retreated like a maggot.

His spiritual intuition told him that Wen Yi didn't just want to teach him a lesson, but wanted to kill him.

"Someone, someone, someone!"

The bulging muscles under Gongshu Pan's face were twitching constantly. He looked at Wen Yi in confusion and fear, and quickly called the disciples of Jishu Academy to rescue him.

Everyone looked at Wen Yi in disbelief, their minds going blank.

She is clearly in the Qi Refining realm, why is her cultivation so powerful?

Everyone in the Jishu Court looked at each other and rushed forward.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, so a random punch will kill the old master.

They don't believe that a group of them can't beat one person.

Looking at the leek Wen Yi delivered to the door, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Her figure was as fast as lightning, and before everyone could react, they only felt burning pain on their faces and a fishy-sweet taste in their mouths.

When they opened their mouths, they found that their teeth had been knocked out alive!

"Go, go quickly!"

Gongshu Pan knew that he had offended a master and did not dare to tangle with Wen Yi anymore.

He was about to run away when he suddenly saw that slender figure appearing in front of him.

Wen Yi blocked everyone's way, "Why are the people who were so impressive just now crawling all over the floor now?"

Everyone's faces turned red, and a burst of warm applause broke out from the crowd.

"Nice job, Fairy!"

"This group of disciples from the Jishu Academy have been showing off their power in our Fengyun City for several days. The female immortal dares to do things that the immortals from the Piaomiao Huan Palace dare not to do. Female immortal, you are a hero."

"Fight well and kill these turtles!"

Everyone's words made everyone in Jishu Academy blush.

Especially the leader, Gongshu Pan, whose face turned green and white, and said angrily:

"Shut up, you bunch of mortals who are worse than dogs, and if you sign up, I will make you walk around with endless food."

"Why can't you beat the younger ones? Do you want to ask the older ones for help? You can go ahead. I will wait here for your backers to come and cause trouble for me."

This is the territory of Piao Miao Huan Mansion, even if the leader of the Sword Sect comes, he has to be treated a little less favorably.

"Wait for me!" Gongshu Pan said through gritted teeth.

Wen Yi did not give way, "Those who can beat me will go through the front door, and those who can't beat me will jump out of the window."

Gongshu Pan was furious, "You bullied me to this point, I will definitely kill you!"

There are so many people in this world who want to kill her, Wen Yi doesn't care about Gong Shupan's incompetent rage, "Either get out or die."

She doesn't have such a good temper to keep them chattering here.

Originally exhausted physically and mentally from walking all the way, Wen Yi just wanted to find a place to see the scenery, have a meal, stroll around Fengyun City, buy some beautiful things, change into a set of rouge and gouache, put on the newly bought ready-made clothes, and go back in glory.

To the Misty Fantasy Mansion.

Who would have thought that if he met someone who had no eyesight, he would try to get her into trouble, ruin her good mood, and even brazenly send her to die.

Scholars can endure it, but others cannot.

A tense atmosphere filled the restaurant.

The mortals involuntarily took a few steps back to make enough space for the upcoming battle to avoid hurting innocent people.

The timid ones have already covered their mouths and ran out.

Just when the two sides were about to fight, someone outside the door suddenly shouted: "The immortals of Piaomiao Huanfu are coming, get out of the way quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight Miao Miao Huanfu disciples wearing white robes and red belts around their waists rushed into the restaurant.

When the leader saw everyone lying on the ground, he frowned and turned his attention to Wen Yi.

"Who is causing trouble here?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that he was the one who beat us?!" Gongshu Pan was furious, "You disciples of Miao Miao Huan Mansion, why didn't you help me up?"

He looked bossy, as if the disciples of Piaomiao Huanfu were his lackeys.

Under the curtain and hat, Wen Yi's delicate and beautiful face was so cold that it seemed like she could squeeze out water.

Everyone in Piaomiaohuan Mansion knew about Gongshupan's virtue and ignored him.

Instead, Wen Yi said: "Girl, how about you apologize first?"

He said this not because he was afraid of the disciples of Jishu Academy.

She was worried that Wen Yi would be retaliated by this group of people. After all, she was just a basic training monk.

Although the leading disciple didn't know what sealed object or magic weapon Wen Yi used to defeat them.

But it's better to do less than to do more. After all, she doesn't have a strong backing.

"You indiscriminately asked me to apologize to someone who spoke rudely to me. Who taught you this? Tell me which elder of the Piaomiao Huan Mansion your master is, and he actually taught you to follow others' influence so much!"

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