Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 182 Move Your Foot

Looking at the familiar back of this young man, Zeng Yunfan felt terrified, and muttered to himself: "It can't be him, it can't be that similar."

Duan Qi ate all the rice in the bowl, stood up slowly, turned around, and looked at Zeng Yunfan with a smile on his face: "Who do you think it can't be?"

Zeng Yunfan turned pale with fright.

At this moment, all his memories flooded into his mind. This person was the little brother he met in the forest of Cangyun Kingdom that day.

On that day, he and Xiao Wuchang entered the forest, and this person was still wearing a ring full of evil spirits. On that day, Xiao Wuchang died in his hands.

Zeng Yunfan was so frightened that he ran away, flew back to the sect, and told the head of the matter.

The head asked him, who killed my disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

At that time, Zeng Yunfan didn't even know Duan Qi's name, he just told the head that he was a member of the Blood Refining Sect.

At this moment, when he saw Duan Qi's deity, he was so frightened that his legs became weak.

"You... a member of the Blood Refining Sect!"

It's fine if Zeng Yunfan didn't say anything, but when he mentioned the Blood Refining Gate, Han Mengling's body trembled, her face turned pale with fright, wondering if someone had seen through her identity?
But when Han Mengling raised her head, she found that Zeng Yunfan's finger was pointing at Duan Qi.

At this time, Senior Brother Fang Jie stood up with the help of the stove, and said with difficulty: "Uncle Zeng, Duan Qi is not from the Blood Refining Sect, he is an introductory disciple who has just joined our Spirit Sword Sect. Today's matter is my responsibility." No, I apologize to my uncle, and ask my uncle to take care of me and not to argue with my younger brothers and sisters."

Duan Qi put his hands on his waist, looked at Zeng Yunfan quietly, and said, "What? You still want to argue with me?"

Zeng Yunfan was afraid of Duan Qi just now.

Because Duan Qi beat him to the bum a few months ago, and fled, especially seeing Xiao Wuchang killed by Duan Qiyi's sword in seconds, the shock caused Zeng Yunfan to often have nightmares after he came back.

But now, he understands that Duan Qi is not from the Blood Refining Sect, but just an insignificant [disciple without robes]. This kind of person is a disciple who is in charge of washing, cooking and doing chores.

Thinking about it this way, old and new grudges count together!

Zeng Yunfan strengthened his courage, pressed his finger on the ring, and in an instant, he drew out a long sword with silver light.

"Uncle Zeng! You can't kill Duan Qi. Although we are disciples without robes, we are also disciples of Xiao Jian, the head of the Tibetan Sword Sect. You..." Fang Jie tried to dissuade him, but he felt tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zeng Yunfan smiled and said: "Hehe, what is Xiao Jian, he is just a drunkard! Duan Qi, right? I don't have to kill you today, but when we meet today, according to seniority, I am your Uncle Zeng, you knelt down and kowtowed to me Big head, admit your mistake, and I will let you go."

After saying this, Zeng Yunfan showed an extremely smug smile on his face. If you were from the Blood Refining Sect, I would be afraid of you, but you are just an introductory disciple of Hidden Sword Peak. To put it bluntly, you are a handyman.

Duan Qi looked at Zeng Yunfan coldly, walked towards him step by step, plucked his ears, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "Zeng Yunfan, don't you have a long memory? I said, don't draw your sword at will! Just because from the moment you draw your sword, you must make up your mind!"

After saying this, Zeng Yunfan's hands trembled a few times, and he almost couldn't hold the sword. On that day, Duan Qi also killed Xiao Wuchang with a single sword after saying these words.

Trying to be calm, Zeng Yunfan warned in a cold voice: "Duan Qi, you'd better think carefully, you killed Xiao Wuchang, you have something in my hands!"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Yunfan slashed towards Duan Qi's arm with a sword.

Seeing this, Han Mengling rushed over immediately, and at the same time threw out the two swords in her hand.

She shot very fast, Duan Qi shot even faster, sideways to avoid a sword, and at the same time gather energy on the elbow, maintain a sideways posture, ferocious energy mixed with the sound of breaking wind, directly facing Zeng Yunfan's chest heavily hit it.

boom!
Hearing the sound of bones vibrating, Zeng Yunfan took three steps back in an instant, and at the same time his sternum was sunken a little, he immediately held the door panel with his hands, and stood still.

"You dare to hit me! In this Spirit Sword Sect, no one dares to provoke me like this!" Zeng Yunfan was furious, and looked at Duan Qi and the others with a ferocious face.

Fang Jie's face was extremely ugly. He could have passed it if he could bear it, but now things will definitely cause trouble.

Zhu Ru and Chen Xiaodao also covered their eyes, not daring to look.

Zhu Ru curled up, his mouth trembling non-stop: "It's over, it's over, junior brother and junior sister are about to be kicked out of the sect, this Spirit Sword Sect may not be able to stay."

Chen Xiaodao said in a low voice: "Second senior brother! Being expelled from the sect is a trivial matter. Just now, the junior brother seemed to have beaten Master Zeng with his hands. The head master got angry and used punishment. I'm afraid the junior brother's body can't support it. !"

Both of them thought of the terrible consequences, hiding behind and not daring to look.

After knocking Zeng Yunfan back with an elbow, Duan Qi wanted to go up and beat him.

At this time, Fang Jie immediately stopped Duan Qi: "Little brother, don't be presumptuous! He is your Master Zeng!"

Zeng Yunfan was so angry that he saw Fang Jie standing in front of him, getting in the way. In a rage, he slashed down with his sword and took off Fang Jie's arm!

The severed hand flew directly towards the stove, and blood spurted wildly from the severed arm!

"Ah! My hand!" Fang Jie yelled, his arm was cut off, bleeding profusely, it seemed that he would not be able to cook for the rest of his life.

Han Mengling immediately went up to meet him, twisted the ring, took out a pill and fed it directly into Fang Jie's mouth, then dragged him around, took out gauze strips and bandages at the same time, and bandaged Fang Jie's broken arm.

Chen Xiaodao and Zhu Ru in the back were already trembling with fright, their faces were pale, and they almost fainted behind.

Zeng Yunfan scolded: "Fang Jie is trash, get in the way, get out!"

Duan Qi clenched his fists, his anger reached the extreme, he tried his best to suppress it, and burst out words one by one: "Zeng Yunfan, you are dead!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly drew his sword, unable to bear it any longer, he strode forward quickly, and the Qingcheng sword quickly slashed away.

Zeng Yunfan immediately raised his sword to block.

Zheng!
A huge force of [-] jin suddenly burst out from the Qingcheng sword, cutting off the silver sword directly, and at the same time unloaded one of Zeng Yunfan's arms.

"A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood!"

After breaking his hand with a sword, Duan Qi rushed forward, pressed his right hand on Zeng Yunfan's head, and pressed his head to the ground with all his strength.

"Give me a sigh!"

With a roar, Zeng Yunfan grabbed the ground with his head, hit the ground with a bloodstain, and let out screams.

"Ah! You, a disciple without a robe, dare to attack me? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Duan Qi ignored him, raised his foot abruptly, and stepped on his head, like stomping on a mosquito, firmly stomping his head to the ground.

"I dare not touch you, so I have to touch you!"

(End of this chapter)