You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Yang Xuhao was already unhappy with Xiao Yun, but when he heard that Xiao Yun dared to talk to him.

He snorted coldly and said, "What does it have to do with you if I teach the handyman disciple a lesson?"

Xiao Yun said calmly: "It's none of my business, but beating a dog depends on the owner. If you cause trouble here with Senior Sister Qu Ting, aren't you afraid of being scolded by Senior Uncle Jingzhen?"

Yang Xuhao sneered and said: "Don't use Uncle Jingzhen to pressure me. It was this handyman disciple who was at fault first. I just taught him a lesson. Master Jingzhen will still come to trouble me for such a trivial matter." ?”

Wen Qing on the side felt a little unhappy when she saw Yang Xuhao bullying a handyman disciple like this.

Hearing that Yang Xuhao was unyielding when he was in power, he immediately said, "Senior Brother Yang, she just spilled some wine on you and has already apologized to you. What else do you want?"

Yang Xuhao glanced at Wen Qing and said, "Junior sister Wen Qing, this is none of your business. You'd better not meddle in other people's business."

With that said, Yang Xuhao continued to drag Zhao Xiaohuan out.

Zhao Xiaohuan had already turned pale with fright, and shouted quickly: "Senior Brother Xiao, save me! Senior Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Yun stood up and grabbed Zhao Xiaohuan's wrist, looked directly at Yang Xuhao and said, "Senior Brother Yang, please give me some face and forget about this matter."

Yang Xuhao suddenly smiled and looked Xiao Yun up and down: "Give you some face? Who do you think you are, worthy of asking for face from me?"

Xiao Yun looked at Yang Xuhao coldly: "So, Senior Brother Yang must make this matter a big deal?"

Yang Xuhao rolled his eyes coldly and suddenly thought of something.

He said calmly: "I, Yang Xuhao, am not an unreasonable person. You can stand up for her if you want."

"You punched me in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion before, and today I want to slap you back."

"If you are willing to take a slap from me, I will spare this handyman disciple. If you are timid and afraid, then go away and stay out of my business."

Wen Qing immediately said: "Senior Brother Yang, the martial arts master of Zangjing Pavilion already said that no one is allowed to cause trouble because of what happened that day. Have you forgotten it?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten it. I didn't cause any trouble because of the matter in the Sutra Pavilion. I just wanted to teach this handyman disciple who offended me a lesson."

"You have to stand up for her. That's why I made such a small request. If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it."

Xiao Yun smiled lightly and said: "Isn't it just a slap from Senior Brother Yang? I took this slap! Let her go."

Yang Xuhao let go of Zhao Xiaohuan's hair and said with a smile: "What a hero to save the beauty. Xiao Yun, let's go outside."

Just as Xiao Yun was about to follow, Wen Qing immediately grabbed Xiao Yun's arm and said, "Junior brother, are you crazy? He will definitely kill you!"

Xiao Yun put his head close to Wen Qing's ear and whispered: "Sister, don't worry, it's okay. I'm just trying out my newly learned kung fu."

Wen Qing frowned slightly and stared at Xiao Yun in confusion: "Junior brother, have you learned any body-protecting martial arts? But even so, Senior Brother Yang's cultivation in the Golden Core realm is not something you can withstand."

Xiao Yun blinked at Senior Sister and said: "Senior Sister, don't worry, Master slapped me that day, I was fine, not to mention that he is only in the Golden Core realm."

Wen Qing rolled her eyes helplessly: "That's not because Master shows mercy. He won't show mercy to you."

Xiao Yun gently patted Senior Sister on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Believe me, it will be fine, but just in case, if Junior Brother I am really going to be beaten to death, Senior Sister, you have to avenge me!"

Wen Qing glared at Xiao Yun angrily. At this moment, Xiao Yun was still joking.

As a junior brother, I am good at everything, but sometimes I am too arrogant.

How could he withstand Yang Xuhao's palm with just his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm?

Wen Qing wanted to give some advice, but Xiao Yun had already followed Yang Xuhao outside.

Wen Qing had no choice but to follow immediately.

Zhao Xiaohuan, who had just escaped from Yang Xuhao's control, was infinitely moved when she saw that Xiao Yun was willing to be beaten for her.

He wanted to say something, but when he saw Wen Qing beside him, he swallowed those words back in his stomach and could only follow him out quickly.

When other disciples who were eating around saw this, they all followed him out to watch the fun.

Yang Xuhao and Xiao Yun were the first to come outside.

Yang Xuhao looked at Xiao Yun coldly and said: "Junior brother Xiao, I have promised you in advance that my fists and feet have no eyes. If I beat you to a cripple with this palm, you can't blame me."

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, even if I am beaten to death by Senior Brother Yang, it will be because of my poor academic skills. There will definitely be no complaints."

"But one thing, I have to ask you clearly in advance where you are going to hit with this palm, and let me, junior brother, be prepared in advance."

Yang Xuhao gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I'll hit you where you resisted. You tell me whether I'll hit you on the chest or on the back."

Xiao Yun said with a smile: "Then hit the chest, otherwise I turn my back and let you hit me on the back. If you don't show martial ethics and give me a hit on the back of the head, wouldn't I die unjustly?"

Yang Xuhao snorted coldly: "Huh, judge the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart. Since I said I'm going to hit you, I will never change it."

"Okay, let's fight then."

Xiao Yun took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and stood firmly in front of Yang Xuhao.

On the surface, Xiao Yun looks calm and relaxed, but in fact, he has gathered the wood spirit power in his body at his chest according to the practice method of "Hunyuan Wuji Gong".

As long as Yang Xuhao's palm contains spiritual power, Xiao Yun can use wood to make fire, use fire and earth... to strengthen himself by relying on the five elements of "Hunyuan Wuji Gong".

If Yang Xuhao's palm didn't contain spiritual power, he would just rely on the strength of his physical body.

Xiao Yun believed that it wouldn't be difficult to catch his palm by relying on his physical strength.

Yang Xuhao didn't know Xiao Yun's adventure in Fengtian Sect.

I just thought that Xiao Yun thought that he did not dare to kill him.

In order to save the beauty as a hero, but also to show off his power in front of warmth.

Yang Xuhao sneered in his heart.

Xiao Yun, you are seeking death yourself, so don’t blame me.

If I don't beat you to death with this palm, it won't be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

Before Yang Xuhao beat Xiao Yun, he did not forget to clear up his responsibilities, lest Xiao Yun die and Master Yan from Xiaozhu Peak come to trouble him.

In front of everyone, Yang Xuhao said loudly: "Did everyone hear you clearly?"

"Xiao Yun said it himself just now. If he has any shortcomings with my palm, it will be his own fault and has nothing to do with me."

"Junior sister Wen Qing, when the time comes, you can't use this as an excuse to find fault with me, Yang."

Wen Qing frowned and looked at Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun knew that the senior sister was worried about him and immediately said: "Yang Xuhao, why are you so long-winded?"

"I already said that if I were beaten to death by you, it would only be because I was not good at my studies and it would have nothing to do with you."

"If you don't fight me, I'll leave."

Yang Xuhao's eyes turned cold and he said loudly: "Okay, this is what you said, and all the junior brothers and sisters present heard it."

After Yang Xuhao finished speaking, a faint green light appeared in his palms.

He was furious in his heart: "Xiao Yun, just die here!"

Yang Xuhao took action with anger, and there was a muffled "bang" sound, and Yang Xuhao's palm was firmly imprinted on Xiao Yun's chest.