Feng Yang has already admitted it personally, so that everyone who wants to help him has to start from the beginning and can only discuss it while chatting and wait and see what happens.【】

"Now that the matter is clear, Feng Yang, come with us." Xue Peng smiled broadly at Feng Yang, as if Grandma Wolf was kidnapping Little Red Riding Hood.

"Impossible." Feng Yang looked resolute and spoke forcefully, with unquestionable firmness, leaving no room for negotiation.

Xue Peng was stunned, as if he didn't expect that such a young man would dare to reject him so directly. He sneered: "It's not that Wanjian Sect doesn't have disciples like you. It's okay if you really don't follow us. Hand over your belongings."

Our Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s Sunset Bow, Sunset Arrows and Huan Kong Jie Ying, and we will abolish the Sunset Bow and Huan Kong Jie Ying that you have practiced, and sever the relationship between you and our Wan Jian Sect, then you can do whatever you want, otherwise...

.”

"Otherwise, what?" Feng Yang stared at Xue Peng with joy and asked.

"Otherwise we can only use force to get back what belongs to us. Presumably the Feiyun Sect, the first sect in the Gulai Empire, will not forcefully interfere." Xue Peng sneered.

In fact, everyone knows that Xue Peng robbed people at this time, or asked Feng Yang to hand over martial arts and weapons and fly out of what he had learned. Everyone knows his ulterior motives, but Wan Jianzong can straighten his back and do such a wretched thing.

The matter seems justifiable, and people can't find any reason to refute it. If Feiyun Sect forcefully intervenes, it will indeed save Feng Yang and Dongxi, but it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to Feiyun Sect's reputation.

As long as Wanjian Sect goes out to promote it, everyone will think that Feiyun Sect is motivated by wealth and robs Wanjian Sect’s disciples and the treasure of the sect. At that time, Feng Yang will seize the Gulai Empire’s weapons on behalf of Feiyun Sect.

The champion of the fighting meeting will also become the honor of Wanjian Sect.

Because logically speaking, coupled with Wan Jian Sect's propaganda from its own position, the world's preconceived ideas will inevitably think that Feng Yang is a disciple of Wan Jian Sect, but was forcibly taken over by Feiyun Sect. If Feng Yang is allowed to return to Wan Jian Sect,

Sword Sect and Wan Jian Sect will definitely win the championship.

Xue Peng's calculation was very shrewd. Feiyun Sect's making friends or calling things would make it difficult for Feiyun Sect to survive in the Gulai Empire's martial arts competition. Even if Feiyun Sect intervened strongly to save Feng Yang and Wan Jian,

Although the sect can do nothing about Feiyun Sect, the power of public opinion in the world will make Feiyun Sect's reputation plummet and become infamous. It is believed that Feiyun Sect can only win by forcibly possessing the disciples of other sects.

No matter what, the biggest beneficiary in the end is Wanjian Sect.

"You still have a choice now. One is to take the initiative to return to Wanjian Sect with us. The other is to hand over the Sunset Bow, Sunset Arrow and Huankong Sneak Shadow, and then abolish these two martial arts on your own, and then you can continue to stay in Feiyun Sect."

Xue Peng's eyes turned from Feng Yang to the elder deacon and said with a smile: "I wonder what the elder deacon thinks of my proposal?"

"It's up to Feng Yang to decide." The elder deacon said calmly. His attitude was quite clear. He didn't intend to interfere in this matter. How to decide depends entirely on Feng Yang's thoughts.

"You push people too hard. By chance, I learned the martial arts of your Wanjian Sect from a member of the Wanjian Sect. Then don't you, the Wanjian Sect, have disciples all over the world, why do you have to succumb to our Feiyun Sect?" For Xue

Wu Hua couldn't bear the disgusting and arrogant and arrogant behavior of Peng and his group, and shouted angrily.

This sentence immediately caused a huge response. Although some people did not have a good influence on Feng Yang, he and Feng Yang were brothers in the same sect after all. Seeing Xue Peng, the leader of Wanjian Sect, being so aggressive, they couldn't help but feel angry with the same enemy.

Yelled loudly.

"Presumptuous." Xue Peng roared angrily, his eyes precisely locked on Wu Hua, the leader. His sharp gaze was as penetrating as a blade. The aura of a fifth-grade Martial Immortal suddenly spread out, sweeping away a group of people who were chirping and shouting.

It was so shocking that there was an uncomfortable feeling of suffocation, and some weak disciples were so shocked that they vomited blood by this aura that seemed to have substantial attack power.

"How dare you, the master of a sect, to bully the younger generation here?" Wu Hua was not afraid of this. Although the blood in his chest was boiling under the pressure of Xue Peng's momentum, he still retorted without fear.

"Seeking death." Xue Peng was completely angered by Wu Hua. He was like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Wu Hua and punched out. A burst of air exploded in the air, with enough force to knock Wu Hua away.

He hit Wu Hua with such force that his body was blown into pieces.

The speed was so fast that Wu Hua didn't even have time to react before his facial muscles, which were hit by the punch, began to squirm.

"Damn it, damn it..." Feng Yang shouted repeatedly. Although he opened the Eyes of the Extremely Eagle, he still didn't know the speed of Xue Peng's move. He used Phantom Shadow to instantly appear behind Xue Peng. With his

At this time, the fighting power is barely enough to deal with the powerful King Wu.

However, Xue Peng is a fifth-level Martial Immortal. With Feng Yang’s current lethality, how can he compare with Xue Peng? Although he used Phantom Shadow, he still couldn’t catch up. Wu Hua’s facial muscles were likened to Xue Peng’s punch.

Wriggling like a wave, there was no way to resist, and he was about to be killed by a punch. Feng Yang couldn't help but uttered another curse word: "."

"Bang."

As the punch reached its end, a white light suddenly erupted in front of Xue Peng, as if the space was exploding. The Gang Qi contained in the fist exploded, causing ripples in the air, as if the space was distorted.

"Wu Hua..." Feng Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, but he couldn't hide his shock and anger. All the strength in his body burst out in an instant, hitting Xue Peng's back hard, and there was another explosion, and then

Xue Peng's body only swayed slightly, without any abnormality.

In the past, a punch that could make a person's body explode even if it hit cotton could turn the cotton into powder. However, it had no effect at all, and Xue Peng had not used any defensive means. There was a gap in strength.

The disparity was too great, making Feng Yang's attack seem like child's play.

"Get out of here." Xue Peng shouted in a deep voice, turned around and swung a punch lightly, hitting Feng Yang accurately, sending the latter flying straight away and hitting the ground hard, causing the ground to explode.

The body stood up again and flew backwards. After three strong collisions with the ground, Feng Yang's figure stopped.

He struggled on the ground for a few times, and fell down again just as he stood up. A mouthful of blood couldn't help but sprayed on the ground from his mouth. He took a deep breath and resisted the pain of his bones falling apart. Feng Yang stood up with all his strength and reached out to touch

He touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and his expression became ferocious.

His eyes turned to Wu Hua again, but he didn't hear Wu Hua's voice, and there wasn't even the slightest trace of blood. This made Feng Yang's heart suddenly sink to the bottom. He thought of the most terrifying situation. Wu Hua was blasted into powder, and even the blood was not there.

All dried.

"Xue Peng, you are too presumptuous."

Suddenly, a sound penetrated from the sky. Feng Yang looked up and saw a man in white standing proudly in the sky, and Wu Hua was next to this man. It was obviously at the critical moment that Han Yi rescued Wu Hua.

He fell, but he didn't have time to save Feng Yang.

"Han Yi." Seeing the man in white standing in the sky, Xue Peng's expression suddenly became serious. He immediately relaxed his expression and said: "I'm here to bring back my disciple, and your disciple is Taili. I just want to teach you a lesson."

He made them understand what it means to respect elders and younger ones."

"Lesson from Cao Mu Ma. Even a powerful Martial King would have died if he withstood the punch just now. What's more, if Wu Hua, a second-grade Martial King, could withstand that punch, he might not even be able to find a complete bone."

Everyone cursed endlessly, but they only cursed in their hearts. The current situation did not seem to be suitable for blatant curses.

"As a disciple of Feiyun Sect, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?" Han Yi said indifferently: "Now that you have injured my disciple in Feiyun Sect, can I justifiably kill you?"

Xue Peng was suddenly speechless. In front of Han Yi, Xue Peng did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Seeing Xue Peng's expression as if he had eaten a fly, the disciples of Feiyun Sect felt secretly happy. They thought that this is domineering enough. This is the real master. With just one sentence, the master of Wanjian Sect, who was so domineering just now, looked like a master.

It was like eating a dead fly, unlike that deacon and elder, he was a coward, and he didn't even say a word when others stepped on him.

"Han Yi, if you want to be arrogant and plunder our Wanjian Sect's things because of your superior strength, I think if this matter spreads, I will use all my strength to take back what belongs to me.

If word of this gets out, your Feiyun Sect will definitely have a bad reputation. I don’t think this is the result you want to achieve, right?" Xue Peng sneered.

Surplus is very important to a sect, and sometimes it is even the decisive factor that determines the survival of a sect. People in the world will subconsciously support the weak side, and this is Feiyun Sect who bullies others and robs others of their sect's treasures.

At that time, they will definitely be criticized verbally and writtenly from all sides, and will even bring a lot of disaster to Feiyun Sect. In the future, Feiyun Sect disciples will definitely suffer many hardships when they venture out. In this case, who is still willing to join such a sect?

"On the eve of the competition, it is not very honorable for the majestic leader of the Wanjian Sect to deliberately injure a disciple of the Feiyun Sect," Han Yidao said.

"Feng Yang has inherited the mantle of the previous leader of our Wanjian Sect and now belongs to my disciple of Wanjian Sect. If I want to fight, I will fight. If he hands over all the belongings of Gongxian Yuan Feng now, he will completely separate himself from Wanjian Sect.

Relationship, I will naturally apologize to him." Xue Peng did not look at Feng Yang squarely, as if it was Feng Yang's great honor to apologize to him for hurting Feng Yang.

"If I am a member of your Wanjian Sect after practicing Gongxian's martial arts, then Hua Shengxue has been trained by Feiyun Sect for so long and has learned all Feiyun Sect's martial arts, so why is it that I am a member of your Wanjian Sect?

?" Feng Yang looked fierce and ferocious. He wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth with a sinister smile. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the masked man who had never spoken a word like a wild beast.

Feng Yang's words suddenly stirred up thousands of waves like a strong wind, causing the scene that had gradually calmed down to boil again like boiling water. People who heard Feng Yang's words were confused, but they all vaguely guessed their shocking meaning.

They all turned their attention to Feng Yang, waiting for his revelations.

"Nonsense." Xue Peng shouted coldly.

Feng Yang sneered, pointed at the masked man who had never spoken, and said with a ferocious smile: "Do you dare to ask him to take off his mask?"

Following Feng Yang's hand, he was surprised to see the mysterious masked man who had never spoken. He came over with Xue Peng. He was the only one covering his face. Obviously he didn't want to show his true face. Feng Yang's words immediately gained some

Confirm.

"He doesn't like to appear in public, and it's not convenient for him to show off to others," Xue Peng said.
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