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Chapter 164 Tiangang Sect

The young monk's eyes also fell on Tang Yan, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "I see that your cultivation level is mediocre. It must be your first time to go to Ruyi City. I'll give you a chance to kneel down."

Please apologize and maybe I can forgive you."

Tang Yan's expression froze.

Ye Bai was a little funny, not because of the young monk's words, but because Tang Yan really deserved a beating for what he said. This was obviously his business, but in a few words, Tang Yan simply and completely gave up all his hatred.

Pulled it over.

But it’s not bad to have such a friend when dealing with some things.

The young monk suddenly became proud. He snorted and said, "Did you hear that? Our senior brother asked you to kneel down and apologize. It's too late. You have offended our senior brother. I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter the gate of Ruyi City!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Qingyun and Master Shuiyue looked at each other, and their expressions changed slightly.

Tang Yan opened his eyes wide and said with some admiration: "I thought I was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect you to be more arrogant than me. Young man, let me ask you, if you are a good person, why do you want to be a dog?

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The young man became angry and shouted: "How dare you scold me?"

Tang Yan shook his folding fan and asked pretending to be surprised: "Your senior brother can scold you, why can't I? Is his cultivation higher than yours?"

With just one sentence, the young monk's face was burning, and he was so angry and anxious that he wanted to step forward and slap Tang Yan to death.

Ye Bai couldn't help but laugh, thinking that Tang Yan was also incredible. With just one sentence, the young monk's identity as a bastard was ruthlessly exposed.

Of course, he didn't have a good impression of this group of people, so naturally he was happy to watch the show.

"Enough!"

The young monk's face darkened, his eyes swept over Master Shuiyue and Elder Qingyun, and finally, he stared at Tang Yan coldly and said, "I am from the Tiangang Sect. I wonder which sect these disciples are?"

"Tiangang Sect?"

Elder Qingyun narrowed his eyes, stared at the young man for a few times, and then said slowly: "We are from the Shenzong."

"Shen Zong?"

The young monk thought for a moment, then with a smile on his face, he said, "I'm sorry, I've never heard of this name."

As soon as these words came out, even with Tang Yan's character, his face turned dark and he stopped thinking about joking.

After all, even if you don't know him, under normal circumstances, I'm afraid no one would talk like this. Who can achieve success in spiritual practice, who is not a human being?

Obviously, this young man said this on purpose!

Elder Qingyun looked slightly cold and said, "I still know Elder He Fa from Tiangang Sect."

This time, the young monk was a little surprised. He looked at Elder Qingyun again, and then said with a smile: "It turns out that we know each other, and we also know the great elder of our Tiangang Sect. Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, but we don't know.

Do the elders know you?"

When the conversation changed, the young monk's expression turned contemptuous as he stared at Elder Qingyun.

If it was just a subtle show of rhetoric before, now it is a naked insult!

Elder Qingyun's expression was ugly. As soon as he flicked his sleeves, the aura belonging to the realm of golden elixir instantly enveloped the young monk.

At the same time, Elder Qingyun said in a deep voice: "Since your elders did not teach you well, I don't mind helping them today."

However, there was not only no fear on the face of the young monk, but on the contrary, he stood there motionless with ridicule on his face.

Elder Qingyun finally got angry. His face was gloomy, and all the four or five points of momentum he had reserved was instantly released!

The green pines shook, and an invisible pressure arose out of thin air on the Tongtian Rock, as if it were a big mountain, pressing directly on the hearts of the young monks!

"Poof!"

The young monk's face changed drastically, and he spurted a mouthful of blood. He wanted to escape, but he was horrified to find that he could not move away at all. A terrifying force pressed on him, causing his legs to sink deeply.

Embedded in the soil.

A feeling of regret arose in his heart. If he had known that these people were not easy to mess with, he would never have offended these people in order to please his senior brother.

The young monk had a sinister look on his face, but his body was not affected at all. On the contrary, he stared at Master Shuiyue with an indescribably sinister and strange look.

This can no longer be described as bold. Both Tang Yan and Ye Bai can feel that this young monk's cultivation is only at the eighth level of Yuan Condensation.

Although this was enough to surprise them, after all, this young monk was actually about the same age as the others.

"Isn't it a bit excessive to bully a group of junior disciples like this?"

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

With the sound of this sound, the pressure that was still hanging over this place just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The young monk gasped for air, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hid next to the young monk, but stared at Elder Shuiyue with resentment.

Ye Bai and the others didn't even look at him. Almost everyone looked at the old man standing behind the young monk.

This old man has a mediocre face, with gray beard and hair, and deep wrinkles can be seen on his face.

What really surprised Ye Bai was that before that, he didn't feel the old man's existence at all. It wasn't until he remembered the voice just now that he realized that there was such a person.

The expressions of Master Shuiyue and Elder Qingyun became solemn.

The old man looked at Elder Qingyun indifferently and said, "Since it was you who did it, then you should kneel down and apologize."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Bai suddenly felt ridiculous.

Let a monk at the Golden Core realm apologize to a junior at the eighth level of Ning Yuan?

How is this possible?

If he hadn't heard this sentence with his own ears, he was definitely wondering if there was something wrong with his hearing.

Tang Yan cursed loudly: "Old man, what are you pretending to be? It was you who started the trouble first, why do you want us to apologize?"

"Tang Yan, don't be rude, stand down!"

Elder Qingyun suddenly scolded him, then moved and stood in front of Tang Yan.

When the drowsy old man standing behind the young monk heard this, a stiff smile appeared on his face. But for some reason, Ye Bai always felt an eerie feeling when he saw this smile.

Elder Qingyun cupped his hands and said slowly: "It was our fault before, so we asked a few Haihan."

"Master, why do you apologize?"

Tang Yan opened his eyes wide and said angrily: "If you want to apologize, it should be them who apologize!" (To be continued)


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