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"Does my nephew have such a bad memory?"

Chen Muyu smiled and looked not serious at all, "Uncle Master promised to come to you to get close and have a few words of appreciation."

Shen Piaopiao's face was extremely dark.

The space was distorted by the fist.

"presumptuous!"

The early ninth-level disciple next to him stood up and scolded Chen Muyu.

It's so simple.

After all, I am also your master's uncle. In terms of seniority, you have to call me uncle. Your master hasn't spoken yet, but you actually dare to call me uncle?

This is simply treason.

However, Shen Piaopiao didn't stop her at all.

After all, Chen Muyu was not taken seriously by her at all. As far as she was concerned, Chen Muyu's identity was not recognized at all.

"Bold."

Yang Feng gave a sharp shout. How could he allow his master to be humiliated? He immediately stepped forward and pressed his aura directly towards the disciple, "Master Shen, if your disciple dares to be disrespectful to his elders, don't you have anything to say?"

Shen Piaopian went away and sneered calmly, "My disciple is young and the so-called childish words are unbridled. Why should the Holy Son react so much?"

Tong Yan Wuji?

He was already at the ninth level, and he was so childlike that Yang Feng was almost happy.

"Senior nephew Yang Feng." Chen Muyu called out.

"Disciple is here." Yang Feng responded.

Chen Muyu pointed at the disciple just now, "This person is disrespectful and lawless. Since Master Nephew Shen doesn't care, I will take care of it. Now I order you to destroy her cultivation and expel her from the Jidao Palace..."

What?

Shen Piaopiao's eyes narrowed.

The disciple also looked shocked.

Abolish your cultivation and drive you out of the sect?

Is it that serious?

"yes."

Yang Feng responded and walked towards the disciple aggressively.

Everyone was a little dumbfounded. Is it true or false?

"stop."

Shen Piaopiao couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately scolded, "This is Bamboo Peak, and we don't tolerate your impudence."

"Ha ha."

Chen Muyu laughed loudly, "Senior Nephew Shen, it's true that this is Bamboo Peak, but this is the Jidao Palace. Why, as your elder, can't I be the master?"

Shen Piaopiao had a dark face. It was obvious that this guy was here to cause trouble.

"I want to see who dares to act so arrogant in our Bamboo Peak." Shen Piaopiao had a cold face and said a cold word between her teeth.

"snort."

Chen Muyu snorted coldly, "I also want to see how capable you are, nephew. Senior nephew Yang Feng, take action."

"yes."

Yang Feng responded, and without saying a word, he directly slapped the disciple who was in the early ninth level with his palm.

Although the person opposite is the Holy Child, the Master doesn't pay attention to the Palace Master, let alone the Holy Child. She is also the direct descendant of Banzhu Peak, okay? If you want to destroy my cultivation, can I just sit back and wait for death?

At that moment, the disciple was not afraid and directly drew out his sword and slashed at Yang Feng.

The two instantly fought together.

Yang Feng is also in the early stage of the ninth level, and is on par with that disciple in terms of realm. However, Yang Feng's status in the sect is definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary ninth-level direct descendant. With the palace master's father on his back, Yang Feng There are many means.

Yang Feng dodged his opponent's sword and came directly behind the disciple. Without saying a word, Yang Feng pulled off his waistband and threw it out instantly.

The waistband was like a long snake. With a squeaking sound, it turned into a ray of golden light and wrapped around the disciple in the blink of an eye.

This is the Holy Son of the Jidao Palace. You can't rely solely on your true skills when fighting. Do you know how many magic weapons my father gave me? How can it be compared to a mere direct descendant of yours?

The disciple was shocked and wanted to break free, but the belt wrapped around her tighter and tighter. She fell to the ground with a plop like a rice dumpling.

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"Master."

Seeing Yang Feng step over and raise his hand to hit her, the disciple screamed in fright.

All the disciples around were dumbfounded. Are you serious?

"stop."

How could Shen Piaopiao allow his disciple to be crippled in front of him? He teleported to Yang Feng's side and raised his hand with a palm.

However, at this moment, Shen Piaopiao suddenly felt a warning sign.

Danger.

Extremely dangerous.

A shuddering feeling instantly went from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

"boom."

Shen Piaopiao subconsciously wanted to teleport away, but it was too late.

A terrifying force struck her body, and in an instant, Shen Piaopiao flew directly into the hall behind her like a missile.

"Rumble..."

The entire hall collapsed.

ah?

The disciples were instantly dumbfounded.

I saw a figure flying into the ruins, and the next second, a strong man walked out, holding Shen Piao Piao in his hand, as if holding a soft snake.

He came directly in front of Chen Muyu, threw Shen Piaopiao in front of Chen Muyu, bowed respectfully, and then the man disappeared.

Shen Piaopiao was lying on the ground, pouting in a shameful posture, already unconscious.

Chen Muyu lowered his head and checked it slowly.

Pull out system one and scan.

This Nan Ming was too cruel, and he didn't know how to show mercy to her.

Shen Piaopiao, seriously injured.

Conquering requires wealth worth 30 billion.

30 billion is not too much. Chen Muyu accepted it without saying a word.

Wealth value -30 billion.

"Snapped."

A slap on the hip, "Get up."

Shen Piaopiao woke up leisurely, and Chen Muyu handed over a blood pill.

After taking it, Shen Piaopiao regained a little strength.

At this moment, when she saw Chen Muyu again, only humility remained on her face.

Shen Piaopiao struggled to get up and bowed to Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu waved his hand, "No need, just go and recuperate."

"yes."

Shen Piaopiao groaned feebly.

Yang Feng called the two eighth-level disciples and carefully helped Shen Piaopiao to the back hall.

"Uncle Master, is this disciple still going to be useless?" Yang Feng pointed to the disciple next to him who also fell on the ground and was tied up like a rice dumpling by his belt.

The disciple's eyes were full of fear.

She also saw the scene just now, and saw it clearly. Just when Shen Piaopiao was about to save her, a figure suddenly appeared and attacked Shen Piaopiao.

Shen Piaopiao had almost no chance to resist and was seriously injured in an instant.

Behind this man, there is a strong man who is at least the ninth level peak.

However, the next scene made her a little confused.

At this moment, the disciple's heart was filled with panic. The only master who could protect her had been seriously injured. Wasn't she now a lamb to be slaughtered?

"Holy Son, spare my life."

The disciple's psychological quality was not very good, so he immediately started begging for mercy.

"hehe."

Yang Feng smiled, "Junior sister, don't worry. I'm just destroying your cultivation and expelling you from the sect. It won't hurt your life."

"No, no, don't destroy my cultivation." The disciple was so anxious that he cried.

Cultivation is not easy, and it is even more difficult to reach her current state.