Yuan Zhen stomped his feet in anger. If it was normal, how could any disciple dare to insult him like this?
Even if there was, he would have killed him with one sword a long time ago, but now his intention has failed time and time again. He has even offended Yuan Zhen, making him unbalanced and losing his usual calmness!
When his vision went dark, Zhao Di actually performed a sword technique and shouted: "Cut!"
The sword light stayed not far in front of Ye Bai and the others, and with enough effort, Ye Bai and the others saw that it turned out to be a long and narrow flying sword covered in silver light!
At this moment, the flying sword seemed to be pulled by some kind of force. The sword body shook, and the silver light burst out. While the sword tip trembled, a solid sword energy slashed out, directly taking Tang Yan's head!
As soon as this solid sword energy appeared, Ye Bai and the others were all as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Not only that, Ye Bai was even more shocked because he found that in the face of this coldness, even the energy in his body was frozen.
The blood and true energy have become extremely stagnant, and one percent of the strength cannot be used at all!
This flying sword is so terrifying!
Fatty Qi trembled and hid behind Yuan Zhen. Seeing that Tang Yan seemed to want to say something else, he felt anxious. Without saying a word, he covered Tang Yan's mouth and said hurriedly: "Just stop talking."
Well, if you continue talking, I'm afraid my life will be in danger."
Tang Yan opened his eyes wide and said hesitantly: "Uncle Yuan Zhen is here, what are you afraid of?"
Fatty Qi felt a little more secure when he saw Yuan Zhen, but he still had no confidence. After all, if he couldn't resist it, the other party would definitely choose to save Ye Bai first, and then the two of them would be miserable.
Ye Bai slowly came back to his senses. Seeing the two of them like this, he couldn't laugh or cry. He even didn't know what to say. However, he had experienced the power of Tang Yan's mouth once again.
The sword energy was as thin as a cicada's wing, but extremely solid. The sword energy passed through the space, carrying energy as strong as threads, and rushed straight away.
Yuan Zhen's face became much more serious. When he looked at the sword energy, he didn't see any movement. The sword energy, as thin as cicada wings, was already caught between his two fingers.
The sharp sword energy cut his fingers, but the strange thing was that even though the sword energy and his fingers were in contact, the sword energy could not cut Yuan Zhen's fingers, as if there was a layer of barrier in the middle, and
It's like being extremely far away at the same time.
This strange and powerful scene gave many disciples an eye-opening feeling. As long as they felt the power transmitted from the sword aura, they would feel a trembling feeling coming from their souls!
powerful!
Unspeakably powerful!
Of course, this is only for young inner disciples like them.
In fact, this powerful sword energy vibrated continuously, overflowing in strands and wrapping around Yuan Zhen's fingers, but it was of no use and did not even leave any traces.
Gradually, the sword energy began to fade and finally dissipated in the air.
Yuan Zhen's face was as calm and gentle as ever.
He looked at Zhao Di, who looked extremely ugly across from him, and said, "You lose."
Zhao Di was breathing rapidly, clenching one hand tightly and piercing his fingers into his palm, but he seemed not to feel anything at all, but his eyes were full of shock and unwillingness.
Just like Yuan Zhen said, he did lose, and he was convinced that he lost.
Others couldn't see the doorway between Yuan Zhen's two fingers just now, but he could see it clearly and knew that Yuan Zhen had walked in front of him while practicing.
"Let's go."
Zhao Di turned around and said expressionlessly.
The stagnant air seemed to suddenly become softer, and many disciples in the hall already wanted to leave.
Yuan Zhen shook his head and said with a smile: "Zhao Di, of course we have to leave, but you seem to have forgotten one thing."
Zhao Di suddenly turned his head and said with an embarrassed expression: "Do you really want me to apologize to this dirty kid?"
Yuan Zhen nodded seriously and said matter-of-factly: "Ye Bai is my junior brother, and also my master's close disciple. This seniority is already very clear. You can ignore your behavior just now, but I ask you to apologize."
Apologize, isn’t that what you should do?”
The disciples who heard this sentence all nodded secretly.
In fact, in their opinion, Yuan Zhen's way of handling this matter can be said to be extremely gentle. If he were another person, he would definitely do something that would make Zhao Di even more ugly.
But Yuan Zhen did not, and just asked the other party to apologize.
But this request is completely normal.
Zhao Di's face kept changing, and he stared at Yuan Zhen. Unfortunately, Yuan Zhen's face and expression were extremely clean, and no one could find anything uncomfortable at all.
After a moment, Zhao Di suddenly said: "If I don't apologize, what will you do?"
Yuan Zhen's face became calm, he smiled and said: "If you don't apologize, I will naturally teach you a lesson on behalf of your teacher."
If these words were spoken by another person, they would definitely be extremely arrogant.
But words coming from Yuan Zhen's mouth will not make people feel any disgust. In this situation, if he can't even say such words, it will make people feel strange.
Zhao Di's face was flushed, and he was depressed and angry. However, facing Yuan Zhen's expression that made him unable to express his disgust, he became powerless.
He can't beat Yuan Zhen.
So he had no choice but to admit defeat.
"Uncle Ye, I'm sorry."
Zhao Di gritted his teeth, but he had to bow and finish the sentence word for word.
To apologize to a junior Ning Yuan is tantamount to a great shame and humiliation for him!
Unexpectedly, when he heard this sentence, Ye Bai's face was dull, but he accepted it calmly, and said with a smile: "Martial nephew Zhao, although my cultivation level is not as good as yours, I hope that when you see me in the future, you can be more respectful to me.
Otherwise, as my uncle, I don’t have much face, and I believe your master doesn’t have much face either, are you right?”
Zhao Di was filled with hatred!
If Yuan Zhen gave him enough face.
So now, Ye Bai's words can be considered a real humiliation.
There may be nothing wrong with such a sentence, but the person who said it put himself on the same level as his master.
This is also pressing his head and telling him... you are just a junior!
With a crazy murderous intention in his heart, Zhao Di secretly vowed that he would finally wash away the shame with blood!
Ye Bai's face seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were cold. Of course he knew what Zhao Di was thinking, but he didn't care. (To be continued)