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

A disciple of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect came towards Xiao Yun without any explanation.

The sword in the hand of this disciple of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect flashed with divine light, and his momentum was astonishing. He was obviously really angry and wanted to kill Xiao Yun with a single strike of his sword.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding Wanxian Sect disciples immediately shouted: "Junior Brother Luo, stop, don't let him die so happily."

"Keep him alive and I will torture him to death."

"Don't kill him..."

"..."

All the people present hated Xiao Yun, and they did not want Xiao Yun to be killed so easily.

The Wanxian Sect disciple named Luo had long been overwhelmed by anger.

Now he just wants to kill Xiao Yun to relieve the hatred in his heart, but he can't care about so much.

The Wanxian Sect disciple named Luo turned a deaf ear to the cries of his fellow disciples.

The killing intent in the sword became a little more intense.

Seeing that Xiao Yun was about to die tragically at the hands of a disciple named Luo.

The Wanxian Sect disciples present beat their chests and sighed.

"Hey, Junior Brother Luo is too reckless..."

"This is Xiao Yun's advantage."

"Even if Xiao Yun is killed by Junior Brother Luo, I will crush his body into ashes..."

"......"

Just when all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect thought that Xiao Yun was bound to die.

The disciple named Luo suddenly stood frozen in mid-air holding his sword.

When a group of disciples from the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect saw this, they thought he had heard everyone's shouting and stopped at the critical moment.

Everyone was overjoyed.

They all shouted: "Junior Brother Luo, just stab him a few times to vent your anger. Don't kill him."

"That's right. If I don't torture this kid for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, it's really hard to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"It's too easy to save this beast's life and kill him with one sword..."

"..."

Everyone still didn't know that it was not their junior brother Luo who stopped in time, but Xiao Yun who used the magical power 'Zhenhai Prison' to freeze him in mid-air.

At this time, Junior Brother Luo looked at Xiao Yun in disbelief.

He really didn't expect that Xiao Yun, a servant, had such ability.

But as soon as his thoughts changed, Junior Brother Luo quickly felt relieved.

"That's right. If we didn't have some extraordinary measures, how could we have raped Junior Sister Yixin..."

"Is this how he controlled Junior Sister Yixin and then committed the atrocities?"

"This shameless beast..."

Junior Brother Luo suddenly activated the immortal power in his body in mid-air.

As the immortal power poured into his body, Zhenhai Prison's control over him gradually weakened.

"what!!!"

Junior Brother Luo roared angrily, and his whole body was filled with immortal power.

He finally got rid of the shackles of 'Zhenhai Prison'.

Just when he was about to split Xiao Yun in half with his sword.

Suddenly a figure flashed in front of his eyes.

Xiao Yun has already taken off.

Before Junior Brother Luo could react, he was kicked hard in the chest.

The immortal power that had just been condensed in Junior Brother Luo's body instantly collapsed.

The powerful impact on his chest almost made him faint.

"Ah~!"

Junior Brother Luo screamed and flew backwards.

While flying upside down, Junior Brother Luo was spitting out blood and looked extremely miserable...

"Plop..." There was a muffled sound.

Junior Brother Luo fell heavily to the ground like a broken sack...

The originally noisy crowd fell silent for an instant.

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes and disbelief.

At this time, their junior brother Luo was lying on the ground groaning in pain.

His face was horribly pale, and blood kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth...

The most terrifying thing is that there is a visible dent in his chest. Anyone can see that his sternum has been broken by Xiao Yun's kick...

No one present thought that Xiao Yun could actually hurt their junior brother Luo.

You know, Junior Brother Luo has a cultivation level close to that of an Earth Immortal.

And Xiao Yun is just a servant who has just been promoted. Why can he hurt Junior Brother Luo?

Just when everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Xiao Yun suddenly said calmly: "This time counts as a warning."

"If anyone attacks me again without asking questions, don't blame my men for being ruthless..."

The people who were still in a trance immediately became excited when they heard Xiao Yun's arrogant words.

"You are such a courageous beast, how dare you hurt someone?"

"How can we, the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, allow a servant like you to be so rampant..."

"I want to see what you are capable of..."

Xiao Yun's actions obviously triggered public outrage.

None of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect expected that a despicable silver thief would be caught by them.

This silver thief didn't even get down on his knees to repent and apologize, but he actually hurt someone!

How could there be such arrogant people in the world?

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and everyone used their own weapons to capture Xiao Yun...

Why bother to accuse someone?

Xiao Yun knew that he was now speechless.

What's more, this is the territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, and they can't possibly listen to their own explanation.

Instead of wasting words with these people, it would be better to fight a bloody path and break out of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect...

Xiao Yun held the Hero Sword tightly and scanned the crowd.

The 'Ming Xin Jue' method has already started to work.

Just when Xiao Yun was about to go on a killing spree.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from the periphery of the crowd: "Huang Ji, get out of here!"

"Huang Ji, get out of here!"

"......"

Although the sound was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly.

Hearing this voice, everyone couldn't help but look back.

Fang Yijing was seen galloping towards this side angrily, and she was already close in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yijing stopped outside the crowd holding a sword.

She stood in the air, her dress fluttering, and the sword in her hand flashed with cold light.

The angry Fang Yijing, with a pretty face filled with murderous intent, was like a fairy in a sword...

Someone from the crowd immediately stood up and said, "Senior Sister Yi Jing, you came just in time. The silver thief who bullied Junior Sister Yi Xin is here."

"We are about to take him down..."

Before this disciple of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect could finish speaking, he received a heavy slap on the face.

"Crack~!"

There was a crisp sound.

Fang Yijing waved her hand in the air and slapped the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect disciple away thousands of meters away.

Fang Yijing gritted her teeth with a stern face and said: "Whoever dares to say a word of nonsense, I will tear your mouth to pieces..."

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect present looked at each other.

They were all confused...

Everyone said: "What's wrong with this?"

"Who is talking nonsense?"

"We are also helping Junior Sister Yixin vent her anger. Why is Senior Sister Yijing so angry?"

"..."

Just when everyone was puzzled, Fang Yijing said word by word: "Huang Ji, get out of here."

"You dare to fabricate rumors about my sister, are you tired of living?"