"Little Leaf."

Su Qingtian stretched out a finger at Fan Ye, pointing at the people who were fighting.

Fan Ye immediately threw away Wei Shuhuan and rushed towards the crowd.

My little disciple was entrusted by his senior brother to take good care of him, so the little master ordered him to teach these little bastards of Fengxi sect a lesson.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Seeing Su Qingtian walking towards him step by step with a smirk on his face, Wei Shuhuan broke out in a cold sweat.

He gritted his back molars and let out a ferocious growl, "Don't think you have the upper hand now, the other two sects will definitely help us deal with you when they see it!"

The trembling voice betrayed the fear in the man's heart. He knew in his heart that if there was no change, he would definitely die here today.

Could it be said that this Qingmen was created by Hemen and Hepai, even Liu Sanyi would not easily spare his life, the festival between the two is a matter of life and death.

"It's noisy."

Su Qingtian picked out her ears, how could this Fengxi Sect member have such a loud voice, she stood in front of Wei Shuhuan and looked at him at the same level, watching him shaking like a sieve, the corners of her mouth curled up.

"You used the Blazing Fist?"

"You, how did you know?!"

This is the boxing method that Fengxi sect only passed on from the direct line, how could the little girl in front of me recognize it at a glance and say her name? !
Raging Fire Fist is an internal exercise left by the ancestors of the Fengxi Sect's founding sect. Only disciples who have entered the inner sect can get a glimpse of it. Some people with insufficient qualifications may not be able to see its surface for decades after entering the sect.

As the young suzerain, Wei Shuhuan learned it five years ago, but this exercise is too profound, and he still can't get the point of it after practicing it.

But among his peers in the Fengxi School, he thinks that he is much more powerful than others when using Raging Fire Fist, and this is where his arrogance lies.

"Ah."

She didn't expect that a random trick really made her find out the answer.

Although Wei Shuhuan only used the Raging Fire Fist once, and did not express the essence of this move, Su Qingtian could tell at a glance that this was indeed the evolution of the Riyuezong's representative Dao method, the Raging Fire Palm.

From the way he adjusted his breath all over his body, as well as the posture when he punched out, it was definitely inextricably linked with the Sun Moon Sect's Raging Fire Palm.

There are so many rewards from this trip to the secret realm, I really didn't expect...

The third-rate sect that was trampled under by his family in the upper realm turned out to be so rampant in the lower realm by relying on a bit of poor palm technique.

No wonder Master has always wanted to come to Tianzong by himself. It turned out that Sun Moon Sect planned to start from the lower realms and destroy its own Ling Jianzong from the root!
At this time, Su Qingtian's face was slightly condensed, and a calm breath emanated from the inside out, Wei Shuhuan's hair stood on end, he looked at the little girl in front of him in horror, unable to tell what made him fear.

I saw the little girl staring at him with her eyes, then tilted her head, her white fingertips raised and gently pointed towards the center of her eyebrows.

The man subconsciously raised his hand to protect it, and the sword finger happened to be in his palm.

"what!!!!!"

The ear-piercing screams stopped the fighting at the side, and Wei Shuhuan's miserable cry, which was a hundred times more frightening than before, made everyone tremble with fear.

"Little Lord!"

The two nearest disciples rushed towards Wei Shuhuan, who was rolling all over the ground, hugged the man and asked, "Where is the injury? Young Master!"

They searched around Wei Shuhuan's body, but they couldn't find any blood-stained parts, so they couldn't help but be puzzled.

But the almost pale complexion can't lie, Wei Shuhuan was indeed enduring uncontrollable severe pain, he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from fainting due to the severe pain, and looked fiercely at Su Qingtian in front of him.

"You, you are... so vicious!"

"Unexpectedly, my meridian...you...uh!"

Before the two sentences were trembling, a mouthful of black blood spewed out.

The disciples of the Fengxi Sect turned pale in shock when they heard this, lifted the young master's broken wrist, and immediately found a strong Taoism flowing along the veins towards the whole body.

Wherever he went, the meridians were cut off, and finally rushed to the dantian at an extremely fast speed.

Wei Shuhuan vomited a mouthful of black blood again, which also meant that his dantian was destroyed.

"Is it vicious?"

Su Qingtian put her little hands behind her back and smiled, "Based on what you have done, it is the greatest kindness for me not to kill you!"

At this time, Wei Shuhuan couldn't speak a word, after all, he used more energy to breathe out than breath, if he didn't quickly get out of the secret realm for treatment, he might become a complete useless person.

"No reason!"

The disciples of the Fengxi Sect were still unaware of the horror of their opponents, and they raised their swords to attack Su Qingtian.

Xiao Jingmo flashed to the front of the little girl, and opened his posture to fight.

The two talismans behind him came out in the wind and stuck firmly to the two disciples of the Fengxi Sect, and they disappeared without a trace.

This……

Wei Shuhuan was completely stunned, what kind of Taoism is this? !
"Low-level teleporter."

Su Qingtian took Xiao Jingmo's arm to relax the young man, then narrowed her eyes and said to Wei Shuhuan, "If it is passed to the secret treasure, it is their great fortune, if it is passed to the mouth of the monster, it is their fate. "

The successive frightening incidents made Wei Shuhuan finally pass out, and the rest of the disciples of the Fengxi Sect saw that the Young Sect Master was no match for the other party, so they immediately chose to flee in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, several people disappeared without a trace.

"Sect Master Su."

Liu Sanyi brought back his juniors and sisters to put away their weapons, and just after saying hello, he watched Su Qingtian pouted at Wei Shuhuan at him.

They were not as clever as Fan Ye, and they didn't understand Su Zongzhu's meaning at all.

"Forgot the rules of Qingmen again?" Seeing this group of people who are not enlightened, Fan Ye pointed out, "If you meet a treasure, you will wipe it all away."

"What's more, this group of trash are all defeated. Collecting treasures from them is the first loot in your life. Hurry up!"

When the Tianzong disciples heard this, they were instantly ashamed.

Sect Master Su is really...

The rules are too big...

No matter how much they muttered in their hearts, their subordinates did not dare to delay, a group of people hurriedly began to rummage through the belongings of the Fengxi Sect members.

But after searching for a long time, there was nothing valuable except Wei Shuhuan's folding fan that had fallen to the side.

"Tsk, poor devil."

Su Qingtian pursed her lips in disgust, and waved her small hand, "Let's go, treasure hunt!"

Wei Shuheng has a decisive weight among the new generation of disciples. Since he is not the opponent of the junior uncle, he naturally does not need to be afraid of others.

After this battle, the disciples of Tianzong followed Su Qingtian arrogantly and snatched a lot of treasures and resources as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

A few disciples who have reached the realm are still encountering the opportunity to break through.

Everyone has achieved an unprecedented improvement in just a few days, only the evil spirit in Xiao Jingmo's body has become stronger and has reached an unprecedented fullness.

Su Qingtian looked at the thick black air all over his little brother's body, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Shocked Brother Mo."

The boy bent down, and the little girl tugged at his collar and asked, "Do you still have the jade token I gave you?"

Xiao Jingmo nodded, and took out the jade badge worn around his neck and hidden in his clothes.

Su Qingtian stood on tiptoe to examine carefully, while the boy simply knelt down and hugged her in his arms.

After carefully looking at it for a few times, not only is there no wear or crack on the jade plaque, but the jade color is even warmer than before.

As the saying goes, people raise jade for three years, and jade raises people for a lifetime.

In a short period of time, this jade has been raised extremely tenderly by Xiao Jingmo.

Su Qingtian even wondered if Xiao Jingmo fell to the ground surrounded by evil spirits.

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