Shenqing Zhenjun was too lazy to waste words with the person in front of him.
Not only did they refuse to admit their mistake, but they also used deadly moves as soon as they made a move.
He then went on to cover up the fact that his son had made a mistake first, characterizing it as a personal grudge between him and Wang Li.
What else is there to say about someone who can't distinguish right from wrong?
Our Shushan Sword Sect also believes in the principle of taking action rather than talking.
Since you want to define it as a personal grudge, what's wrong with me settling this personal grudge with you?
Wang Li Shenqing Zhenjun naturally knew this.
After all, he was a powerful figure in the Mahayana realm.
But to say that the Mahayana realm could frighten him is wishful thinking!
Shenqing Zhenjun himself was quite talented.
Ye Feng never forgot his senior brother, the sect leader, when he created something good.
A breakthrough in aptitude, the effect of sudden enlightenment, and the opportunity to be taught.
All sorts of extraordinary encounters had long since allowed the venerable Shenqing Zhenjun, who had been accumulating knowledge and experience, to vaguely see the path to the Mahayana realm.
Thinking back to his sudden impulse this morning, Shenqing Zhenjun instantly understood.
Looking back, this was an opportunity for me.
"Fine, since you say he's a child, then I'll demand an explanation from you, his parent!"
"What do you mean? What do you mean? How can you take a child's nonsense seriously?"
"Hehe, since you are so unreasonable, then let's talk about strength."
Wang Li was taken aback.
Are these sword cultivators really all hotheads?
You haven't even reached the Mahayana stage, so what makes you think you can talk to me about fighting?
His lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking expression.
"In that case, let's find another place and not damage the owner's things here."
After saying that, he stared coldly at Meng Keyi.
Elder Meng is a ruthless person.
Despite being stared at by Wang Li's sinister gaze, he did not release his son immediately.
"Slap! Slap!" Two big slaps landed on his face before he was thrown over.
Wang Li's eyebrows shot up in a flash of rage.
After quickly collecting his only son using his magic weapon, he was about to attack Meng Keyi.
Shenqing Zhenjun's natal flying sword was instantly unleashed, a giant sword spanning the heavens and earth blocking the path between Wang Li and Meng Keyi.
Sensing the intense fighting spirit emanating from Shenqing Zhenjun, Wang Li stopped wasting words.
He glared at Meng Keyi resentfully again before flying into the sky.
Shenqing Zhenjun drew his sword and, carrying a massive sword shadow over a hundred meters long, chased after Wang Li.
The commotion here was quite significant; everyone in the auction hall and the various trading halls felt those two extremely powerful fluctuations.
"There's a huge commotion outside. It looks like someone's made a move?"
"I just saw Master Wang rushing out. Could it be him?"
"Judging from this fluctuation, it's probably him. And today, a powerful expert at the Mahayana Realm has also come?"
"I don't know, but the fact that a fight broke out is probably related to the complicated son of Master Wang."
"Alas, this is how it is when one has a child late in life. This is also why I have never sought a Daoist partner; it's too much trouble."
"Haha, let's not talk about that for now. Let's go and see what's going on first."
"That makes sense, let's go."
The sound of air being cut was heard from time to time, and Ye Feng saw that the area around him had been surrounded by people in a short while.
...
They are both people with short tempers.
Shenqing Zhenjun and Wang Li had just left the array range of Huixian Pavilion when they started fighting.
The Du'e Sect focuses on physical cultivation, and its techniques are primarily based on close-quarters combat.
Unlike those at Qingyun Temple, they exuded an eerie aura.
And this aura is the origin of the word "calamity" in their sect's name.
厄: hardship, difficulty.
The eerie aura emanating from them is a collection of negative emotions stemming from the hardships and difficulties of the world.
If you accidentally get it during battle, you'll become gloomy and depressed.
Under the influence of such emotions, how much of one's full strength can be exerted?
Shenqing Zhenjun used the old-fashioned fighting style of sword cultivators.
The hundreds-of-meters-long greatsword flew up and down in his hands as if they were his own limbs.
Streaks of lightning, hundreds of meters long, flew out of the greatsword, seemingly filling the entire sky.
"Judging from this aura, the one wielding the sword is probably not even at the Mahayana stage of cultivation yet."
"Hmm, it seems to be at the same high-level Tribulation Realm as me, but its offensive capabilities are truly monstrous; I am no match for it."
"It's normal that you two are from outside and don't recognize this person. This is Shenqing Zhenjun, the sect master of the Shushan Sword Sect, a quasi-first-class sect in our state. His attack power is capable of fighting beyond his level."
"I understand fighting beyond one's level, but fighting beyond one's realm is quite terrifying, isn't it? Especially beyond the Mahayana realm!"
"I've often heard that although swordsmanship is acquired, its offensive power is enough to surpass two ranks, but the physical body is weak and ineffective in close combat. I wonder if this is true or not?"
"Hiss... This sword move is terrifyingly powerful. As a fellow high-level Transcending Tribulation Realm cultivator, I'm afraid I wouldn't last more than 10 rounds before I have to flee in panic."
"However, the Mahayana Realm is still the Mahayana Realm. Although it's a bit troublesome for Sect Leader Wang to deal with, he has gradually stabilized the situation. Look! He's already closing the gap between them!"
...
The battle between the two has indeed reached a fever pitch.
Wang Li had long since abandoned his disdain for Shenqing Zhenjun.
He never expected that a high-level Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator could fight him to this extent!
Most importantly, his own bad luck had absolutely no effect on it.
This is what sword cultivators call a clear and untainted sword heart.
But... that's all for now!
A sharp glint flashed in Wang Li's eyes, and he shuddered.
A flash of light appeared, and a layer of light instantly enveloped it.
"I'll risk using a high-level magic weapon. Once I get close, let's see how I crush you."
Shenqing Zhenjun also discovered that Wang Li had used a magic weapon.
The attacks with his hands became more rapid, and he kept retreating.
Upon seeing this, Wang Li's lips curled into a cold smile.
Retreat means panic, and panic means defeat is not far away!
With that in mind, he increased his speed by another three points.
As his speed increased, the distance between the two also decreased.
Jian Chen was somewhat bewildered as he looked at Ye Feng and Meng Keyi, who both appeared tense.
In the past, it would have been troublesome to be approached by someone, but now who is afraid of close combat?
It's still uncertain who's in danger!
What's going on with these two?
Why do you look so worried that Shen Qing will be killed?
Seeing Jian Chen's expression, Ye Feng hurriedly explained, "Uncle, you should show a little more concern. Didn't you see that Senior Brother Shen Qing is luring Old Wang closer? With your confident expression, Old Wang will become wary."
Meng Keyi also secretly transmitted her voice, saying, "Junior Brother is right, Uncle. If you change your expression, Old Wang will be watching our reaction."
Damn it!
These two are hot items!
Jian Chen then realized why the two of them looked so grief-stricken.
But how can you fake that worried look?
so?
so?
Is it still like this?
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