After being reincarnated into the fairy world, I created and flew many sects

Jiang Yueli took over the conversation, "Uncle, you misunderstood. Junior brothers and sisters came to Luoxiang Hall early in the morning to set off firecrackers. I thought it was the Chinese New Year, so I got excited and had a few discussions with them."

"Sparring? You call this beating, bullying..."

Fang Jingxuan's anger level had reached its peak. He drew his sword and was about to start a fight with the master and apprentice. Zhou Yang took the initiative to stand in front of his apprentice and said, "Senior brother, do you also want to spar with me? Okay, okay."

The two of them started fighting in the open space in front of the palace. In just a few seconds, the sword light danced and formations flew, scaring the theatergoers around them to stand back.

Zhou Yang taunted him as he beat him: "Senior brother, why haven't you made any progress after so many years?"

Fang Jingxuan sneered, "Where are you? Are you still stuck in the late stage of integration?"

"That's better than your ten thousand years of practice."

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on his face, and the flame in his hand flew straight towards Fang Jingxuan's chest.

A trembling, bright pink color danced in the air. Fang Jingxuan immediately activated his defensive formation, trying to block the strange flames.

Su Cheng got up from the ground and asked Cheng Sixian: "Brother, can your master beat her master?"

"do not know."

Cheng Sixian also hopes that his master can vent his bad breath for him, but it's just that there is a big difference between refining the void and combining the body, so it seems that his master is also at the disadvantage...

Zhou Yang's pink flames finally climbed onto his senior brother's clothes, and Fang Jingxuan's image was completely gone when he used his magic to put out the fire crazily.

He jumped and asked, "What the hell are you doing? Are you secretly practicing some evil magic?!"

"Senior brother, you can't slander me. I have a natural fire spirit root. It's normal for me to be able to use fire. Senior brother, are you jealous of me?"

Hearing Zhou Yang's swishing sound, Cheng Sixian couldn't help it and shouted: "Uncle Master, you are killing your fellow disciples!"

Zhou Yang waved his hand, "Hey, don't worry. This thing is not very powerful. At most, it will only burn one of his clothes~"

There are more and more people eating melons, and even the head of the Baiyun Sect came to watch the fun.

"Look at their Wangyue Sect, the younger ones beat the younger ones, and the older ones beat the older ones."

"If this happened in our sect, the ancestor would be so angry that he would jump out of the coffin!"

"Hahahahaha..."

The noisy sounds flooded into his ears, and Zhao Hongchen's sword control speed increased a little. He almost fell off the sword when he saw this flying scene in the air.

Before landing, a majestic voice sounded in mid-air: "What are you two doing?!"

His voice was full of momentum, but he didn't expect that neither of the two people on the ground paid any attention to him.

Fang Jingxuan was wearing a tattered robe and tried to drag Zhou Yang into his territory. Zhou Yang was not a vegetarian and started a fire on the spot. The flying flames ignited the firecrackers that Shen Yunzhu threw on the ground, and instantly destroyed Zhao Hongchen's wig. Collapsed to the sky.

Zhao Hongchen broke his defense, "Ah ah ah, please don't fight again..."

He was still practicing quietly in Qianqiu Palace, but he met Chu Xiu running in in a panic, "Master, senior sister beat us up, and she may still be beating us now..."

He spit out a mouthful of tea and rushed to the scene without stopping. It turned out that Jiang Yueli was quite honest, and his two junior brothers started fucking again.

Not caring about getting his wig back, he shouted with his bald head as bright as a lightbulb: "Stop, stop, stop! We are all from the same school, so we can't say anything properly!"

These words did not gain the junior brothers' understanding, but made them fight even more energetically.

Yes.

We are all from the same sect, why should I let you go?

Seeing that the peace talks were fruitless, Zhao Hongchen simply broke the jar and threw it away. He didn't care how many people were watching the joke standing outside, he waved his staff and hit Jiang Yueli.

"I will accept you monster today!"

"Uncle, you are so irritable, this is not good."

Jiang Yueli was sitting in the courtyard with a staff coming from the sky. She was quickly thinking about how to make Zhao Hongchen look embarrassed, but the water bottle in the mustard bag suddenly flew out and blocked the blow for her.

The bottle body exuded a silvery white halo, and cracks continued to spread on its smooth surface. Zhao Hongchen was also stunned, staring closely at the water moon bottle floating in mid-air, about to break.

The bottle disintegrated, and a curse mark flew toward Jiang Yueli's chest. She quickly blocked it with her hands, but didn't touch anything.

The curse seal passed through the palm of the hand and penetrated into the body in a flash.

She only felt the warmth between her eyebrows, and there was a different kind of aura in her soul.

"How can the sect master's Rakshasa seal recognize her as the master?"

Fang Jingxuan stopped his offensive and stared blankly ahead.

After the Shuiyue bottle was broken, a small token inside also fell out. It was silver-white in color and fell into Jiang Yueli's palm.

Seeing this token is like seeing the sect leader himself.

Zhao Hongchen and others didn't know what kind of infection they had, so they all prostrated on the ground, as if performing some kind of grand ceremony.

Seeing this weird scene, Jiang Yueli's mind was in a mess, "Who am I, where am I, what is this bad brand..."

The relatives of the Mochizuki clan on the side didn't know anything about it, and thought that the eldest sister had used some sorcery. Seeing that his master was being tortured like this, He Naixing picked up his sword and chopped off his senior sister's head.

"I'll fight you!"

Jiang Yueli snorted and knocked the sword out of his hand. Then a rope flew out of his sleeves, tied the man's hands and hung him on the tree next to him.

She picked up the staff that Zhao Hongchen had thrown on the ground and walked towards He Nai step by step.

"Have you become more capable?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I was wrong, senior sister, please spare me, I will never dare again..."

Seeing that the fourth junior brother immediately gave in, Jiang Yueli did not embarrass him, threw the staff away, turned around and left.

This farce ended with Zhou Yang beating up his two senior brothers.

The theatergoers also dispersed, and Jiang Yueli sat on the hillside, feeling worried.

Today, for some reason, I am entangled in the things left by the former sect leader. I am afraid it will be even more difficult to leave in the future.

While she was in a daze, she heard someone talking, so she disappeared and ran to the side to observe silently.

Gu Nanfeng and his two junior brothers walked slowly from a distance.

He stretched and yawned.

"Oh, I overslept today and missed a good show."

"It's okay, everyone is the same... But I heard that the token left by the former master of Wangyue Sect recognized their senior sister as its master."

Lin Zhao walked beside him and couldn't help but sigh.

"Jiang Yueli?" Gu Nanfeng's eyebrows moved, "That's too scary."

Duan Hechen next to him was not happy, "I think she is quite good. She is good-looking and powerful. Anyway, she is better than the second senior sister."

Lin Zhao: "Don't be stupid, at least the second senior sister won't do evil things..."

Gu Nanfeng: "Third Junior Brother is right."

Jiang Yueli was following them. She wanted to hear how these relatives spoke ill of her.

Duan Hechen curled his lips, "That's why you plotted against others first."

"Yes, you were the ones who provoked me first!"

Suddenly a girl's clear voice came from behind. Lin Zhao was startled. He stepped on his right foot with his left foot and fell to the ground without paying attention.

"Ouch... where did you come from?"

He covered his sore butt and shouted to Jiang Yueli.

Upon hearing this, Gu Nanfeng immediately drew out his long sword, holding a large number of talismans in his hand, and threatened: "Don't come over here."

"Are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Yueli smiled, ignored Gu Nanfeng's words, and took two steps forward.

Lin Zhao got up from the ground, "Senior brother, what are you afraid of? The three of us can't beat her alone?"

"That's right."

Gu Nanfeng thought about it, he had always done things behind her back before, and he had never fought her with a real sword or gun. He was also curious about what kind of strength this girl who couldn't detect aura had?

"Hey, how can you bully girls?"

Duan Hechen immediately protested, but was ignored by his senior brother. Gu and Lin were already eager to give it a try.

Gu Nanfeng: "Then, do you want to compete with us?"

Jiang Yueli: "Okay, let's fight here. You two can fight together."

She put up a barrier to isolate this entire space from the outside world.

The breath surged, and the wind rustled the leaves...

A fierce battle is about to begin.