Chapter 122 How Terrible It Would Be



On the Xianlai Sect Square, the two sides were on the verge of a fight.

However, the total number of people from the three major sects is less than a few hundred. Compared with the tens of thousands of disciples of the Xianlai Sect, they have no power to compete at all.

They could only glare at Di Yange angrily, especially the elders of Shura Sect, who glared at Di Yange with murderous intent in their eyes.

If the sect leader and his men had not been here, he would have killed them long ago.

Di Yange gave him a provocative smile, as if to say that he was nothing.

At the same time, the sect leader glanced at Di Yange with appreciation.

Although Di Yange's words were a bit arrogant, they were used just right here. Not only did they preserve the reputation of the Xianlai Sect, but they also left people with no excuses. He really admired her more and more.

Someone like her is more than qualified to be the leader of a peak.

The Sect Master turned around and feigned flattery towards the Shura Clan elders: "Elder Xiu, why don't we just forget about this? Your disciples are also injured. Let them rest for a few days, and then we can discuss a date for the competition."

His meaning was very clear, that is, if he didn't kneel, then Di Yange would not have to compete either.

And after all, he is an elder of a sect, how could he easily kneel down to another person's disciple?

However, in the shocked eyes of the sect leader and everyone else, the elder of Shura Sect knelt down in front of Di Yange.

This kind of flexible character is definitely capable of accomplishing great things.

The sect leader couldn't help but reveal a murderous intent.

After all, such a person would definitely be a strong enemy of the Xianlai Sect.

At this time, he was already thinking about how to kill the other party quietly.

Di Yange also admired this middle-aged man.

Considering that he spared no effort to kill her, how could she not give him a chance?

So she stood in front of him, with her hands behind her back, looking down at him.

"You're quite good. If that's the case, then go ahead and compete. But let's be clear, swords and knives are merciless. If there are any casualties, our Xianlai Sect will not be responsible."

The elder of Shura Sect stood up and looked at Di Yange, wishing he could strangle her to death.

"That's right, swords have no eyes. Neither side will be held responsible for any casualties."

"Yan'er." The sect leader was still a little worried.

Although he did care about the reputation of Xianlai Sect, he didn't want to see Di Yange get into trouble even more. If he could exchange his reputation for Di Yange, then everything would be worth it.

"Don't worry, Sect Master. I'm fine. I'm more than capable of dealing with these people." Di Yange said confidently.

Although she was indeed injured, to her, such a minor injury was not worth mentioning.

Di Yange's confidence made the elders of Shura Gate frown continuously.

He looked at her for a long time before curling the corners of his lips in disdain.

This damn kid must be bluffing.

He sneered disdainfully and whispered with the foreign aid he had invited.

The foreign aid invited was a casual cultivator. After various packaging, he became Xue Shura, a disciple of Shura Sect.

This person always wears a mask on his face, but since the people in Shura Sect always like to wear masks, it is not surprising.

But no one knew that this casual cultivator quickly cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage by sucking the essence and blood of ordinary people.

It can be said that he is an evil cultivator.

It's just that he has special means to suppress evil spirits, so he has not been noticed by the people present.

What he hated most were disciples from famous and upright families like Di Yange.

It's fine if you say you come from a respectable and upright family.

The speed of his regular cultivation was actually even faster than that of an evil cultivator like him, which made him jealous to the point of madness.

So his purpose coincided with that of the Shura Sect elders.

That is, he must kill Di Yange and never let her have a chance to survive.

However, bad luck prevented them from being drawn together.

Emperor Yange drew a Nascent Soul from the Wanfa Sect.

Now, Xue Shura became anxious.

If Di Yange was defeated by that Nascent Soul, he would have no chance anymore.

At this time, only Feng Ximeng and Xiao Jue outside the light curtain wished that Di Yange would lose to that man directly.

Because at this moment, she was obviously no longer fit to compete.

"Brother, why don't you just give up?"

Feng Ximeng pulled Di Yange, who was about to go up to the competition stage, with a look of heartache on her face.

At this time, she was already very dissatisfied with Xiao Jue, because if it weren't for her, her senior brother wouldn't have been injured like this.

But that person never spoke about his pain, but just endured it silently.

This made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Di Yange patted her shoulder and smiled calmly: "I will be fine. You are my junior sister, you must believe me."

"But I..."

Feng Ximeng looked at Di Yange's confident smile and nodded with red eyes.

Until I saw Di Yange standing on the competition stage.

All I could hear were the cheers of the sect's disciples, but who knew that the man was already covered in wounds.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Feng Ximeng's arm, who was looking worried.

Liu Chan whispered in her ear, "Master Feng Yan is the most resilient, most persevering, and most outstanding person I have ever met. We must believe in her."

"Um."

At this time, the man from the Wanfa Sect took out a magic weapon and waved it casually. An extremely huge phoenix made of flames with bared fangs and claws appeared in front of Di Yange.

From the moment the phoenix appeared, everyone felt an overwhelming wave of air coming.

Even though they were separated by the formation, the terrifying temperature made them want to retreat.

What’s more, it was Di Yan Ge who faced all of this.

Feng Ximeng's heart was lifted again.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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