Female supporting role she is entangled by the villain

Chapter 787 II: Martial Arts Holy Duke (26)

It turned out to be just an afterimage!

The Fire Sect disciples in the audience all heaved a sigh of relief.

Brother Wu's face changed drastically.

He backed away quickly, and at the same time, a pair of eagle eyes quickly patrolled the entire competition arena.

As far as the eye could see, it was empty.

Suddenly, he felt an extreme danger welling up in his heart, his scalp exploded, and his back felt chilly.

"Brother Wu, be careful!"

The disciples of Shenyue Sect reminded him in panic.

However, these are too late.

Behind him, a hand pressed softly on his back.

It seemed to be light and fluffy, but a surge of force surged out from her palm crazily, hitting his back with a bang.

Hearing a 'click', Brother Wu flew out backwards.

He slammed into the crowd, groaned, and lost consciousness.

Ye Shengge looked at his distressed appearance, his red lips curled slightly, and a cold star appeared in his eyes: "This is what happens when you murder me!"

There was a moment of silence in the audience, then the disciples of Shenyue Sect rushed up and surrounded Senior Brother Wu, shouting earnestly one after another.

The face of the Shenyuemen master who was the referee was also extremely ugly.

He calmly drove the crowd away, pressed the pulse of Senior Brother Wu familiarly, and couldn't help frowning, with a serious expression on his face.

"Hurry up and ask Pharmacist Cen to come over!" He randomly appointed someone.

The person who was targeted nodded in panic, and rushed out the door.

Everyone in the Fire Sect stared blankly at the incident, unable to recover for a while.

Is that guy who is as powerful as a god really the guy they have been treating as coming in through the back door?

It feels so unreal.

"What are you still doing?" Qingyue's pleasant voice came to his ears, accompanied by jingling.

Everyone in the Fire Sect heard the reputation and looked around, and they saw sitting on the table with their legs dangling, with carelessness written all over their bodies.

"You guys, divide up the rest." Ye Shengge picked out the best lottery, and pushed over the remaining small pile of contemptible lottery.

They were stunned for a moment, then couldn't help pointing to the pile, and stammered, "This... is this for us?"

"Yeah." Ye Shengge tilted his head to look at them, his clear eyes blinked innocently: "Why, you don't like it either? How about I send these back?"

She gestured to return it.

The disciples of the Fire Sect changed their faces, and hurriedly said: "If you want it, of course you want it. It must not be changed!"

They swarmed up and divided up the little pile with joy.

Some members of the Shenyue Sect were still paying attention to this side, and anger flashed in their eyes: "What time is it, and you are still dividing up the spoils! Let me tell you, if Brother Wu has something wrong, you don't want to leave here alive! "

The faces of the Fire Sect's people changed, and the hands that divided the treasure also froze.

They looked at each other, then at Ye Shengge, their eyes sparkling.

Ye Shengge ignored them at all. He took his pile into his arms, jumped off the table, and staggered towards the door.

The oncoming light was a little dazzling, and Ye Shengge half-closed his eyes, his already fair skin became more transparent.

A foot suddenly stretched out, blocking her way forward.

Ye Shengge paused slightly, showing a smile, showing a bit of coldness, then without lowering his head, he stomped down hard

Click!

Then there was a miserable scream.

There is no doubt that it was a broken leg.

Ye Shengge picked out his ears, and buried him without changing his expression.

"Mo Gulan!" The roar of the Shenyuemen mentor came from behind him, his veins bulged, and he was obviously extremely angry: "This is my Shenyuemen's territory, you have repeatedly robbed my disciples over and over again!" , is too rampant!"

Ye Shengge paused when he heard that.

Shrugging helplessly, he turned and looked at him calmly: "Wrong. I was just defending myself. If you want to say something wrong, it's because you Shenyuemen are too reckless.

We, the Fire Sect, have come to your Shenyue Sect to borrow a training place, but please don't forget that this is just a fair trade.

I, the Fire Sect, rescued you, Miss Shenyue Sect. Lending the treasure land of cultivation is a thank you gift from your suzerain to our Fire Sect.Our Fire Sect doesn't owe you anything, let alone some beggars who come to beat the autumn breeze.Please...keep this in mind!otherwise……"

Her eyes swept over the crowd of Shenyuemen, and she sneered, even if she didn't say the last sentence, it was still a threat.

The expressions of everyone in Shenyuemen changed again and again, but they didn't know how to refute.

Because this is indeed their fault.

Ye Shengge gave them a sideways look: A bunch of foolish fools!

She proudly raised her chin and was about to go out. The heavy baby in her arms made her mood soar instantly.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
A person walked in with his back to the light.His hand beat me, rhythmically.

When he escaped from the light and revealed his true face, a look of astonishment flashed across everyone's faces.

"Prince Xuewu?" Ye Shengge frowned slightly and murmured.

How could he come?

Could it be that he came here to wipe the ass of these bastards?

While meditating, she saw a gaze of approval falling on her.

"You're right. I, the Fire Sect, are indeed not beggars. This has been a fair deal from the very beginning."

After Zhenjun Xuewu finished speaking, his eyes fell on the disciples of Shenyue Sect, and they couldn't help feeling a little flustered by that unwavering gaze.

"So Sect Master Shenyue, shouldn't you give me an explanation?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly turned around and looked towards the deepest part of the martial arts hall.

Everyone couldn't help looking over, his words echoed in their minds, the master of Shenyue sect... Could it be...

Because of this guess, their faces changed slightly, including the disciples of Shenyue Sect.The only person who knows should be the mentor of the Shenyuemen.

Ye Shengge raised his eyebrows and looked at the tutor.

There was still a look of astonishment on his face.But it wasn't because of this that he knew that the master of Shenyue sect was here. What he was astonished was, how could Zhenjun Xuewu know?
For a while, the martial arts hall was silent, and even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

After a long time, the sound of unhurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Da da da……

Soon a middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.

He was dressed in heavy colored robes, with a domineering demeanor, not angry and majestic, he looked like a person who had been in a high position for a long time.

There is no doubt that this person is the Sect Master of Shenyue Sect.

Ye Shengge restrained his smile, and kept looking at him with his starry eyes.

This is the man in black who wanted to kill her?
Not to mention, she really looks well-dressed in this suit.

But if others find out that such a big boss chased down a junior disciple with a low cultivation level regardless of his face, his fame in the first life might be ruined in the mud.

These thoughts flashed through my mind.

And a sharp gaze had already landed on her.

(End of this chapter)