SanjitNovel Chapter 159 Pastor Brother, Can You Do It?
Chapter 159 Pastor Brother, Can You Do It?
The Ji Lei Sect only accepts male disciples.
In addition, most of the exercises he practiced were fierce, which led to the belligerent and victorious behavior of the entire sect.
They bared their teeth at the disciples of the Flying Star Hall here, not because of any old grievances between the two sides, but because of their competitive nature.
In other words, if they hadn't met Flying Star Hall first, the same scene would have happened outside the elders' meeting.
"It's the savages of the Ji Lei Sect, everyone calm down and don't be provoked by their few words."
In the Nascent Soul team of Flying Star Hall, there are also many disciples who are not so passionate.
They are not timid to fight, they just don't want to participate in this kind of inexplicable fight.
He was obviously an elite disciple of the powerful sect, but he turned out to be like a street gangster, with no demeanor at all.
The disciples of the Flying Star Hall did not accept the move, and they did not stump the members of the Ji Lei Sect who were eager to destroy.
They yelled a few words, and then started to do it directly.
Facing the attack of the exercises, everyone in the Flying Star Hall had no other choice but to fight back.
In just a short time.
Twenty Nascent Soul Realm monks fought together in two cases.
In terms of comprehensive combat strength, the Ji Leizong team is much stronger than its opponents.
Soon, some disciples of Flying Star Hall were injured.
The elders gathered in the venue clearly felt the scene that happened outside the venue.
An elder of Ji Leizong smiled and spoke towards the crowd.
"I made everyone laugh. My sect disciples have always liked challenges. Only through the sharpening of battles can we better improve our own strength."
There was nothing wrong with what this person said, and the rest of the elders laughed and agreed.
Yet at this moment.
The person who spoke earlier changed the subject, and directly aimed at the two elders, Wang and Hao, in the Flying Star Hall.
"Since ancient times, the strong have been respected, and the weak have been trampled upon. I, Ji Leizong, have always spoken quickly and dared to do something. If you offend everyone in the Flying Star Palace, don't be angry."
Hearing this, Hao Wenbin immediately became angry.
He was about to say something to him, but was blocked secretly by Elder Wang at the side.
"The disciples are just discussing each other, so what are you doing seriously? If you have the time to pay attention to the fists and feet of the juniors, it is better to spend your time dealing with the Demon Sect."
Seeing the elder King of the Flying Star Palace overwhelm him with the pattern, the elder Ji Leizong felt very uncomfortable.
He immediately used the secret method to secretly send a voice transmission to the outer disciples, asking them to teach the disciples of the Flying Star Hall harder.
The scene of the discussion soon changed.
The disciples seemed to be on fire.
The number of people injured and the severity of the injuries are increasing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Suddenly, a disciple of Flying Star Hall was struck by a sword light, which almost cut off half of his shoulder.
The Ji Lei Sect disciple who drew the sword laughed loudly: "I'm sorry! It's because I was a bit harsh, but I really didn't expect that you are so weak!"
"But it's not your fault that you are weak. After all, your sect's selection of apprentices is pretty good. It's still a miracle that you haven't been squeezed out from the five major sects of Nanzhou."
Under the blessing of spiritual power, the rough voice rolled in all directions.
In the venue, the two elders of the Flying Star Hall all had gloomy expressions.
But it's not easy for them to deal with a junior Nascent Soul by themselves, so they can only suppress the anger in their hearts.
Periphery of the venue.
The hundreds of disciples who gathered because of the sound of fighting also had different expressions.
Some gloated, some analyzed the martial arts and moves of the fighting parties, and some were angry about it.
Zhou Yue, a disciple of the Southern Line of the Flying Star Hall, hurried over. After seeing her fellow disciple being bullied, she immediately stepped forward to help.
And right now.
A somewhat familiar voice suddenly entered her ears.
"Senior Sister Zhou, if you just charge up like this, you are no match for them at all, and once there are more fellow disciples who come forward to help, the rumor that our Flying Star Hall can only rely on numbers to supplement our combat power will soon spread in all directions."
After recognizing that it was Mu Feng transmitting the sound to herself, Zhou Yue immediately stopped.
She followed the sound, and hurriedly asked the handsome figure not far away: "Then what do you think should be done? The barbarians of the Ji Lei Sect are too bullying!"
Since Mu Feng would call out to stop her, he naturally already had a plan in mind.
In fact, he wanted to make a move before.
But considering that there are so many big sects around are watching.
No matter whether I use illusions or use kung fu to attack secretly, it is possible to be noticed by the strong in the Xiaoyao Realm.
"Well, Senior Sister Zhou, if you trust me, you can play a play with me."
After listening to Mu Feng's sound transmission, Zhou Yue's expression immediately became weird.
"There is nothing wrong with me, but Bai Bing has already recognized me as the master, and after all, brother priest, you only have the golden core cultivation base, can you do it?"
"Hehe, how can a man say that he can't do it?"
When hearing this sentence, Zhou Yue's pretty face immediately turned red.
Before the other party continued to throw questions at him, Mu Feng had already made a move secretly.
I saw a silver-white sword light soaring into the sky, its sharpness seems to be able to cut through the void!
After Jian Guang hovered in mid-air for a week, he directly slashed at the person who uttered wild words in Ji Leizong.
The man was startled for a moment, and then he laughed disdainfully after realizing that the person who launched the attack was a Nascent Soul Realm female cultivator from the Flying Star Hall.
"Earth-level spirit sword, it's not bad, but foreign things are always foreign things, let's see how I cut off your sword, then little junior sister must not cry."
While speaking, the disciples of the Ji Lei Sect were already facing everyone's attention.
He also held an earth-level spirit sword in his hand.
Coupled with the thunderstorm swordsmanship he has practiced, it is not impossible to cut off a weapon of the same level.
One person and one sword collided with Bai Bing Lingjian high in the sky.
The sound of thunder was deafening, and the thunder and light intertwined, setting off the disciples of the Ji Lei Sect as if the god of thunder had descended.
Seeing this, the Jilei Sect fellow who was standing in the air below couldn't help but raised his arms and shouted.
In the next moment, the imagined sound of gold and iron breaking came as expected.
A broken sword entwined with lightning was thrown downwards.
In an instant, the cheers of the Ji Lei Sect disciples stopped abruptly.
Before the excited expressions on the faces of many people could quickly change, they saw their 'Brother Thunder God' spit out a big mouthful of blood on his back, and his body fell straight down like a bird with a broken wing.
All of a sudden, there was an uproar.
"Fuck, I read it right, right? The one who was defeated by one blow was Leo?"
"It's so embarrassing. I said a lot of nonsense just now, but I was beaten down by the little girl with a sword."
"The one who took the shot seems to be the fellow Taoist who participated in the Nascent Soul echelon of the Flying Star Palace this time. So she is so powerful!"
"The savages of the Ji Lei Sect really deserve it! They provoke this and that all day long, and this can be regarded as kicking the iron plate."
"Fellow daoists over there, stop standing there, if you don't save your 'Thunder God', he will be smashed to pieces."
"Fellow Daoist of Ji Lei Zong, does it hurt to slap your face? If I were you, I would definitely not hold back this tone, so keep going!"