Duan Rui was in a mess inside. He never imagined that the little girl next to him would be a super master.
Normally, his body-protecting Qi in the middle stage of Dongxu has extremely strong defense and cannot be broken by ordinary people. But in front of others, it is more fragile than an eggshell. With one fist, he smashed into thousands of peach blossoms.
The saddest thing is that this is not over yet, Xiao Qing has no intention of stopping, and before his body hits the ground, another small fist has already arrived in front of him.
"Bang!"
Duan Rui was knocked to the ground by a punch, and then a foot stepped on his chest, which was so powerful that he was directly embedded below the ground level.
Xiaoqing's fists fell like raindrops, beating him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, making him cry for father and mother.
Only at this moment did everyone in Jijianmen come back to their senses, and Nangongdu roared: "How dare you!"
At this moment, he also realized that the other party was a strong man. He reached out and drew out the long sword from behind, and a ray of shocking sword light cut through the night sky, stabbing Xiaoqing's face with fierce murderous intent.
Ji Jian Sect, as can be seen from its name, is a nine-star sect that practices swordsmanship. As the core disciple of the sect, Nangongdu also has profound attainments in swordsmanship.
His sword was fast and fierce, with the momentum to penetrate Changhong.
In his opinion, even if his sword could not hurt the little girl in front of him, he could still force the opponent back and save his junior brother.
But it turned out that he was wrong. The sword suddenly stopped halfway through the stabbing, motionless, and saw a small white jade-like hand directly grasping the edge of the sword.
"this……"
Nangongdu was stunned with shock. He knew very well how powerful his sword was. It would not be an exaggeration to call it breaking mountains and breaking rivers.
But just such a sword was actually caught by someone with his bare hands. This requires such a strong cultivation level and such a powerful body.
After a brief shock, he hurriedly retrieved the sword, only to find that the sword in his hand seemed to be welded to death. It was held tightly by the small white jade hand, and no matter how much he pushed the infuriating energy, it could not move at all.
"This...this is a strong man in the Mahayana period!"
Although he didn't want to admit it, this terrible idea still popped into his mind.
To be able to crush him at the peak of Dongxu, there is only one answer: the opponent is a strong man in the Mahayana stage.
He never expected that a boy in the Void Refining Realm would be protected by such a strong person.
Xiaoqing didn't care about what he was thinking at all, and punched him with the small fist in his hand, shattering the sword into pieces, and then punched him hard in the chest.
All this happened so fast that Nangongdu didn't react at all and was directly punched away.
Xiao Qing followed him like a shadow, grabbed his ankle, and used his best move to slam him to the ground.
Nangong Du felt that his vision went dark, the five treasures and six palaces were about to be shattered, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
At this moment, his intestines were filled with regret. If he had known that there was such a strong person on the other side, he would have either not come, or he would have brought the elders from the sect to help.
But now it's too late, all he can do now is to try his best to endure the other party's cruelty.
Seeing the elder brother being beaten, the other disciples of Ji Jian Sect immediately came to help, but in the blink of an eye they were all knocked to the ground.
Even the peak of Dongxu is not an enemy with one move, not to mention they are small fish and shrimps.
Xiaoqing was given a good beating this time, and for a moment, the fists hit the flesh, crackling, and the screams were continuous.
When the beating was almost done, she turned back to look at Ye Bufan: "Brother Ye, is it enough to teach you a lesson?"
"Okay, let's proceed to the next step."
Ye Bufan stepped forward and completely blocked the cultivation of these people, and then tore off all their clothes, leaving only a pair of flowery pants for each person.
Then a procedure was added to snatch away all their storage rings, and then a rope was taken out to tie these people together and lifted into the air.
Soon they came to the most prosperous area in the imperial city, found a big and strong tree, and hung all these people on the tree like ginseng fruits.
It's just that it's late at night and there are very few pedestrians coming and going, so he hasn't been discovered for a while.
"Okay, let's go back."
After doing all this, Ye Bufan and Xiaoqing happily returned to the inn.
Poor Nangong Du and the others were beaten with bruises on the nose and face, wounds all over their bodies, and their cultivation was sealed, even the acupuncture points on their bodies were sealed.
Each and every one of them was hung there, causing the sky and the earth to become unresponsive.
As disciples of the Jijian Sect, they had never been wronged like this before. At this moment, their lungs were bursting with anger, but they had no choice but to slowly wait to be discovered.
After finally staying up until dawn, there were more and more pedestrians on the street, and finally a five or six-year-old child saw them.
"Oh, Mom, the tree is bearing fruit! It looks like a human being and is wearing flowery pants!"
The child's shout immediately attracted everyone's attention. The more people gathered, the more people gathered, and they all looked at these people in the tree like monkeys.
Nangong Du always valued his own face very much. Facing the ridicule and ridiculing eyes of everyone, he wanted to bury his head in his crotch immediately.
But now it is tied tightly, just like a rice dumpling, and it is impossible to even move.
It's ridiculous that all this was his own careful calculation. He originally wanted to use it on Ye Bufan, wanting to discredit him and lose his face.
In the end, I was trapped in a cocoon and realized it all myself.
After more than half an hour of painful suffering, a voice came from under the tree.
"Brother Nangong, is this you?"
The person who spoke was Feng Wuhen yesterday. He stood under the tree and looked at Nangong Du in disbelief.
He was so graceful yesterday, but today he was in a state of utter disarray. His face was beaten like a pig's head, which made him afraid to recognize him.
Nangong Du was originally ashamed to admit it, but now he has no choice but to hang here all the time. More and more people will come to see him, and sooner or later they will recognize him.
In desperation, he could only put down his face, nodded desperately, and whined.
Seeing that it was really Nangong Du, Feng Wuhen was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face. He didn't expect that the other party would end up in such a miserable situation.
It's a laugh, but I still need to help.
As soon as he raised his hand, dozens of wind blades roared out, instantly cutting off everyone's ropes and letting them down from the trees.
After catching them and placing them on the ground, Feng Wuhen unlocked the acupuncture points of everyone in Nangongdu.
"Brother Nangong, what on earth is going on? Who dares to attack someone from Jijianmen?"
"Uh... let's talk in another place."
Facing the gazes of so many people, Nangong Du felt his face was burning. He had lost all the dignity of the people in Jijian Sect. How could he dare to speak here?
Soon everyone left here and came to a remote corner.
"Damn it, it's that man named Ye, and I was tricked by him! The little girl next to him turned out to be a master..."
Originally, Feng Wuhen wanted to teach Ye Bufan a lesson yesterday, but later he considered attacking someone in the Void Refining Realm, which would harm his own face, and finally gave up the idea.
Now after listening to Nangong Du's words, I felt scared for a while. Fortunately, I didn't take action, otherwise I would be the one hanging from the tree.
"Brother Nangong, what are you going to do?"
"I must avenge this!"
A flash of hatred flashed in Nangong Du's eyes, and then he cupped his hand, "Thank you Brother Feng for your help. I'll remember this kindness."
After saying that, he led everyone and left here like a gust of wind. After all, he was really ashamed to see people like this, so he had to go back quickly to treat his injuries.
