Under Yun Xianghan's cold scolding, the female disciple finally mustered up the courage to raise her head and walk to her, bowing and saluting.
"You guys, find Mu Bingfeng for me."
Yun Xianghan's voice was calm, but it contained a cold and irresistible will.
The three female disciples trembled and did not dare to neglect. The woman in the middle gritted her teeth and raised her hand with anger on her face, pointing towards the depths of the crowd, in a direction that she had already observed.
The crowd was in a commotion, and the disciples backed away like a tide where the woman in blue was pointing, as if her finger was a deadly sword, and they were afraid to avoid it.
After everyone retreated, a yellow-robed inner disciple stood there helplessly, with nowhere to hide, his face pale, and his eyes full of incomparable fear.
This person is Mu Bingfeng. At this moment, he has fallen into deep panic, knowing that a disaster is coming and he will not be able to escape severe punishment.
His great-uncle Mu Dayan, a high-ranking elder of the inner sect, was severely injured by Yun Xianghan on the spot. How could he, a small inner sect disciple, have any chance of being spared?
"Bring her here!" Yun Xianghan said calmly with cold eyes.
As the words spread, the deacon disciple next to him froze. He wanted to move but did not dare to move. He was afraid of offending Yun Xianghan if he did not move, and he was afraid of offending Mu Bingfeng when he took someone. He was really at a loss.
But while they were hesitating, two female disciples from Xiuyun Peak had already stepped forward and took Mu Bingfeng over without any explanation.
Although their strength was not as good as the other's, Mu Bingfeng was completely cowed at this moment. His whole body was trembling, his bloodline and spiritual power were fluctuating, and he looked like he was on the verge of collapse.
The two female disciples almost dragged him to Yun Xianghan. As soon as their hands were released, he trembled and fell to his knees.
"Are you Mu Bingfeng?" Yun Xianghan said calmly, his eyes extremely cold.
"Exactly...exactly the disciple!" Mu Bingfeng's body was trembling, his words were speechless, and his face was filled with fear.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
"Disciple...know...know your mistake!"
"Can you accept the punishment?"
"Punishment..." Mu Bingfeng's eyes were beating wildly, knowing that something was wrong.
He had heard about Yun Xianghan's domineering behavior for a long time, but he didn't take it to heart because of Mu Dayan's power, thinking that teasing an outer disciple of Xiuyun Peak would not disturb the aloof peak master.
Even if she knew about it, she would most likely be concerned about Mu Daeyan's status and not pursue the matter.
However, it was not until this moment that he realized that he was completely wrong about this matter!
He greatly underestimated Yun Xianghan's determination and will to protect his disciples, and he also greatly underestimated the other party's ruthlessness and decisiveness!
Mu Bingfeng knew that the situation was not good and did not dare to answer hastily. He had no doubt that as long as he nodded, he would be severely punished.
Mu Da plays the role of an inner sect elder, but Fang Qie was mercilessly hit hard by the opponent. His little disciple's ending will only be even worse!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but trembled in his heart and began to plead hard.
"Disciple realizes his mistake and regrets it deeply... I also ask Lord Yun Peak to forgive you..."
"Forgive? Do you think it's possible?" Yun Xianghan interrupted him coldly, his eyes getting colder and colder.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Tian knew deeply that this Mu Bingzi would never end well, and even if Mu Dayan was present, there would be absolutely no room for change.
"For such a villain, no matter how severe the punishment is, it will not be too much!" Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, with a look of disdain on his face.
"Uncle, uncle, save me! Uncle, please save me!" Mu Bingfeng saw that begging for mercy was in vain, so he could only grab the only life-saving straw and hissed to Mu Dayan for help.
However, at this moment, Mu Dayan was also in an extremely embarrassed state. The aura around his body was fluctuating. His yellow robe was stained with blood and he looked in such a miserable state. How could he still have a trace of the majesty of an inner sect elder?
However, when it comes to the safety of his grandnephew, he doesn't have to think about it that much. "Peak Master Yun! I don't care about your unprovoked attack on me, but I ask you to think twice about Mu Bingfeng.
, Don’t forget that this is an old thing last year, don’t you think it’s too much to pursue it now?” Mu Dayan extremely suppressed the rage in his heart, his face was gloomy.
Shen gritted his teeth and said.
"Mu Dayan, do you have a problem with your ears or are you just confused? Didn't you hear what I just said?" Yun Xianghan scolded him coldly.
"You..." The corner of Mu Dayan's mouth twitched, and his chest felt tight and he almost spit out blood again, but this time he reacted quickly and tried his best to suppress it and avoid embarrassment.
Yun Xianghan shook his head and sneered: "A few months ago, he refused to change his old ways and committed repeated crimes in the southern mountains. If I spared him, I would be sorry to all the disciples of Xiuyun Peak; if I spared him, I would be even less worthy of being the master of Xiuyun Peak."
Location!"
After hearing these tough and decisive words, Mu Dayan knew that the matter was irreversible and that no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless.
"Yun Xianghan, you are determined to bring bad luck to me, aren't you?"
Yun Xianghan smiled disdainfully: "You think too highly of yourself!"
"Okay! If that's the case, then I can't blame you!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a dull roar suddenly arose. Mu Dayan slapped his chest with both hands, and the aura around him suddenly surged, reaching an astonishing level!
Rumble!
The void above shook wildly, and a dazzling yellow Xuanyang suddenly bloomed. The powerful Xuanyang realm pressure spread out with a rumbling roar, forcing many disciples to shake violently and stagger back involuntarily, as if there was a sudden surge.
Swinging tide!
"Hiss! Horrible, too terrible!"
"Oh my God! This is a bloodline phenomenon in the Xuanyang realm!"
"What?"
"It's absolutely terrifying!"
There was an exclamation in the square, and everyone was so oppressed by the forceful breath that they could hardly breathe.
Under this aura, Ling Xiao was forced to retreat. Jiang Tian also felt depressed, but his reaction was not as big as Ling Xiao's. Although he was retreating, he seemed quite calm and calm, not too nervous.
What an embarrassing reaction!
"Huh?" Ling Xiao glanced at Jiang Tian subconsciously, frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed thoughtfully.
Although Jiang Tian's aptitude is astonishing, he is still a junior in the late stage of Chongyang Realm. How come he is so calmer than him under the impact of the bloodline phenomenon of Xuanyang Realm?
The thought flashed through his mind, and Ling Xiao did not delve into it, but quickly turned his attention to Mu Dayan and Yun Xianghan.
He wanted to see what kind of sparks would be created when two Xuanyang realm experts collided at their peak.
This unexpected scene naturally attracted the attention of countless disciples, but even if they wanted to see it, it was difficult for them to see it clearly.
Because the huge Xuanyang suspended in the air was always emitting dazzling yellow light, the powerful aura forced their spiritual power to turbulence, and their bodies trembled. Some disciples with low cultivation levels were even unable to support themselves, and they sat down on the ground and gasped.
"Yun Xianghan, you forced me to do this!" Mu Dayan's aura surged wildly around his body, and his powerful Xuanyang realm martial arts will continued to spread, and he was about to rush towards Yun Xianghan with one stride.