"Originally, this matter has nothing to do with Senior Brother, so he is naturally not in the right, but I was the one who was splashed with tea, and I can't just let it go." Yan Ying smiled and walked around the tables and chairs to Su Qinggang.

"Who did you just call a waste? Why don't we have a fight?" Yan Ying narrowed her eyes and looked at the person in front of her who was a head taller than her.

"Tsk." Su Qinggang sneered. "I won't argue with you, so don't provoke me."

"I don't think you're that great. I thought the famous Xuan Ting Immortal Sect was so powerful, but looking at you... you're just so-so." Yan Ying imitated Su Qinggang and smiled contemptuously at him.

His arrogant attitude is really annoying.

Yan Ying is confident that she can defeat Su Qinggang, and even if she can't beat him, her senior brother will not let her suffer any loss.

She couldn't swallow this humiliation. She always wanted to take revenge on the spot.

"Junior sister, you can't say such words lightly." Xu Zisheng only then noticed this half-grown girl, and thought that this girl was a little ignorant of etiquette. Her senior brother had already planned to settle the matter peacefully, but why did she refuse to give in?

What she said was a disdain for Xuan Ting Immortal Sect. If this were to get out, she would be in big trouble.

"Why not?" Yan Ying looked at Xu Zisheng. "He just insulted me with words, so why can't I say a few words to him?"

Yan Ying doesn't care whether he is from Xuan Ting Immortal Sect or not. Her cultivation has now reached the ninth level of Golden Core, and she will soon reach spiritual silence.

Besides, she still has a small electric ball, and she doesn’t believe that Su Qinggang can avoid her small electric ball.

The tea on her body hasn't dried yet, how could she just let it go like this?

"That's right. The person who was rude to my junior sister hasn't apologized yet. I can't just let it go." Wu Lin smiled and waved his black gold fan.

"It was you who said I was a nobody first!" Su Qinggang said angrily.

"My junior sister is right." Wu Lin raised his eyebrows and tilted his neck to smile. Wasn't he just a nobody? And an rude nobody at that?

"You!" Su Qinggang pointed at Wu Lin and his face turned red with anger.

Before anyone noticed, a spinning scimitar flew towards Su Qinggang's arm.

Su Qing was unable to dodge and broke out in a cold sweat. Xu Zisheng raised his hand to block the scimitar, but the scimitar was so fast that it brushed past his sword.

Su Qing just flew back quickly to avoid the attack, but the scimitar rubbed his neck and pinned him against the wine cabinet.

Before Su Qing could dodge, another scimitar came towards him and hit the other side of his body.

Xu Zisheng looked back coldly at the owner of the scimitar, a taciturn young man in black. He didn't expect that his knife could be so fast.

He Qing looked indifferent, as if it was not his Lingxuan Sword that flew out. His senior brothers and sisters were not people who could be instructed by others at will.

"This is too much!" Although Su Qinggang was immobilized, his hands were able to move freely.

After all, he was one of the senior disciples of Xuanting Immortal Sect, and he had never been humiliated like this!

"How dare you!" When several disciples of Xuanting Immortal Sect saw their senior brother being humiliated, they stepped forward and were about to draw their swords.

As Su Qinggang gathered spiritual power in his hands, dazzling blue electric light fell to the ground and quickly spread to He Qing's feet.

Seeing this, Yan Ying moved in front of He Qing and threw out a white barrier to block all of Su Qinggang's attacks.

Although Su Qinggang's cultivation level was the same as hers, both were Golden Core, but she had mutated spiritual roots and abundant spiritual power, which Su Qinggang could not match.

"This trick... is very low-level." The barrier dissipated, and Yan Ying threw the palm-sized penalty ball in her hand towards Su Qinggang's face. She couldn't wait to get rid of this rude man.

The electric ball did not fall as it was supposed to, but was instead knocked away by an unknown force and bounced out of the inn.

"Stop messing around." Ning Hai appeared in front of everyone. "Qing'er, why don't you put away your knife?"

There was a loud bang outside the door, and a big hole was blown out on the ground. The door of the inn was not spared and was shaken to the point of collapse.

Xu Zisheng frowned as he watched the Lingxuan Knife fly back into He Qing's hand. If the electric ball just now exploded in the house, not to mention Su Qinggang, I'm afraid that several people who were nearby would be affected.

This girl is so young, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless.

There are also those two scimitars. They look like ordinary spinning attacks, but they are obviously infused with spiritual power, so they are not easy to take on.

These people from Guiyun Sect are not simple...

It looks like there will be some disturbances in the sect competition two years from now.

"You're becoming more and more unruly. Go pack up and return to the sect." Ning Hai frowned and ordered a few people.

He would not have cared about the fights between these disciples, but if he had not taken action and seriously injured the disciple of Xuan Ting Xianmen, he was afraid that today would be difficult to end.

"Xu Zisheng, a disciple of Emperor Huizong of Yuan, greets Sect Master Ning." Xu Zisheng saluted.

Ning Hai nodded and turned to leave. "Ying'er, follow me."

Yan Ying reluctantly followed Ning Hai up the stairs.

"Senior Brother Xu, goodbye." Bai Huanzhi nodded and said softly.

"Goodbye." Xu Zisheng said with a smile and watched them leave.

"This disciple of Guiyun Sect is so arrogant. Senior brother, are you okay?" The disciples of Xuanting Immortal Sect hurriedly helped Su Qinggang sit on the wooden chair.

"It's okay." Su Qinggang touched his neck with a dark face. He almost didn't avoid the scimitar just now.

We must not let go of today's humiliation!