Ming Hong remained silent, and once again stretched out his palm and pressed it in the air.
This time, not only ordinary Taoists, but even the sect leader of the Wandao Sect felt that he could not resist. His blood and qi were churning, and he hurriedly used his internal energy to forcefully suppress it.
Someone spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at their chest, and felt that the black spot had grown larger. This was not an illusion, but a real encroachment.
Luo Ran'er choked on a mouthful of blood, unable to swallow it. She looked at the handsome man with fear in her eyes. She had a feeling that she had seen this man many times before, and that he had been silently protecting Wen Mo all along.
Luo Ran'er couldn't quite describe her feelings. Wen Mo, was she really that good? How could she gain the favor of so many people?
A trace of blood trickled from Chunyu Xunfeng's lips, and his eyes dimmed completely. As a fellow man, he could feel the possessiveness of the man in the black robe toward Wenmo. That possessiveness was so strong that any male who got close would be considered a rival in love. Faced with such overwhelming power, he didn't even have the right to try and take it.
Seeing that he was being looked down upon by Ming Hong, the leader of Wandao Sect pondered for a while and finally realized that he was not qualified to talk to the other party. He couldn't help but turn his gaze to Linghu Lan.
"Miss Wen, may I speak with you?"
"No!" Linghu Lan smiled slightly, her expression uniquely charming.
Chunyu Xunfeng's eyes lit up instantly, and Ming Hong keenly noticed this, flicking a finger at Chunyu Xunfeng without any hesitation.
Chunyu Xunfeng let out a muffled groan, finally spitting out the mouthful of blood he had been holding in. He lifted his shirt and looked at his chest, where there was a black spot. Compared to the black spots on his many senior brothers and uncles, which were only the size of a fingernail, his was the size of a copper coin, indicating that this man was angry.
This is a warning.
The leader of the Myriad Paths Sect was filled with shock and rage. "Miss Wen, are you really going to stand by and watch my entire Myriad Paths Sect be wiped out today?"
"I can close my eyes!"
"Pfft!" Someone couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The sect leader of Wandao Sect frowned deeply, unsure how to proceed. The person before him was clearly unyielding.
Luo Ran'er's sense of justice surged once more, and she stood up coldly, saying, "Wenmo, you will be punished for indiscriminately killing innocent people!"
Linghu Lan couldn't help but laugh. "Come on, I'm waiting!"
Luo Ran'er was speechless, her face burning with pain, and her eyes flashed with hatred.
Linghu Lan looked at the leader of the Wandao Sect and smiled, "Sect Leader Chunyu, when I came in just now, you surrounded me and started attacking me without saying a word. If I couldn't beat you and wanted to talk to you, would you talk to me?"
The leader of the Wandao Sect glanced at Chunyu Xunfeng and, on a sudden inspiration, said, "Miss Wen, it was you who threw my disciple in here that prompted me to take action."
"Hmm, you have a point. What if they saw me start the fight? I only brought them here to confront you, but I didn't expect you to be so domineering, beating up the victim. That's pretty impressive!"
The sect leader of Wandao Sect felt a tightness in his chest, his anger aching. He swept his cold gaze over Chunyu Xunfeng and Luo Ran'er, and said, "You two apologize to Miss Wen, and don't act rashly next time."
Luo Ran'er was completely stunned.
She looked at the leader of the Myriad Paths Sect with disbelief, a fire of anger burning in her heart. She understood what the leader of the Myriad Paths Sect meant; he was just going to apologize first and deal with the immediate crisis later.
twenty three
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