My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Noticing the four purple holy beads, Zhu Tianxiao sank and fell to the ground. He is arrogant, but he does not think that with his cultivation of the third-grade Heavenly Saint, he can ignore the fourth-grade Heavenly Saint. What's more, Chen Wanqiao is not an ordinary fourth-grade Heavenly Saint, but the master of a sect. With the secret secret knowledge of the sect, his cultivation is much better than the ordinary fourth-grade Heavenly Sage.

"Sect Master Chen, have you really decided to interfere in the affairs of our Mad Sword Sect and become an enemy of our Mad Sword Sect?" Zhu Tianxiao said with a gloomy expression. Although he is wary of Chen Wanqiao's strength, don't forget that he is only the second-ranked elder of the Mad Sword Sect. When it comes to the strength of the sect, the Mad Sword Sect is still above Fengyun Sword Sect, so Chen Wanqiao really dares to turn against the Mad Sword Sect. If so, he, Zhu Tianxiao, doesn’t have to be afraid of him.

"Elder Zhu's words are serious. Our Fengyun Sword Sect and the Mad Sword Sect have been neighbors for generations. How can we easily become enemies of the Mad Sword Sect? It's just that I came to Qingshi Peak today because I was entrusted by an old friend to mediate between you and Nanli. Sect's grievances, your sect master is also aware of this matter, otherwise he wouldn't let you come to Qingshi Peak. Now that everyone is here, you have to let me say a few words." Chen Wanqiao was still not angry, but Yun Dan Feng Qing said.

"Then tell me." Zhu Tianxiao said in a rough voice as he put his long sword on the ground.

"I also knew a little bit about the grudges between the Qingshuang Sword Sect and your Mad Sword Sect back then. It was just for the ownership of Yunxi Valley, and it can't be said to be a feud. Now that the Qingshuang Sword Sect is dead, Yunxi Valley also belongs to you. As for the Mad Sword Sect, the past grudges should be gone, so why are you holding on to a few former disciples of the Qingshuang Sword Sect? It is not easy for them to save their lives." Chen Wanqiao said seriously.

"Sect Master Chen, what you call mediation is this kind of mediation. According to what you said, dozens of disciples of our Mad Sword Sect were seriously injured at the hands of the Qingshuang Sword Sect, so forget it. Why do I feel that you are taking sides? Where are they?" Zhu Tianxiao said with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Back then, your two sects each sent hundreds of disciples to Yunxi Valley for a showdown. It was originally a fair competition. If you lose, you are inferior in skill. Even if there is a grudge, it is the grudge of the sect. What does it have to do with them? "Chen Wanqiao said.

"The person injured is a member of my Mad Sword Sect. Of course you can stand and talk without pain. In short, his Qingshuang Sword Sect hurt my disciple of the Mad Sword Sect and has already forged a feud. It would be fine if the Qingshuang Sword Sect's disciples die. , As long as there is still one living person, our Mad Sword Sect will never give up! If their Nanli Sect dares to hurt my disciples and elders of the Mad Sword Sect, they must give us an explanation!" Niu Tianxiao said with an arrogant face.

"To put it nicely, why didn't you take revenge back then? Wait until the Qingshuang Sword Sect was destroyed, and then come out to bully a few disciples who had a lucky escape, and they were still outer disciples. What kind of skill is that?" Chang Yingrong said with contempt.

After hearing Chang Yingrong's words, Gu Fenghua and others nodded secretly. Since Zhu Tianxiao keeps saying that his Mad Sword Sect and Qingshuang Sword Sect are feuding, why didn't he take revenge when Qingshuang Sword Sect was still there, but now he is holding on to a few outer disciples? In the final analysis, it was because the Qingshuang Sword Sect was too strong at that time and they did not have the courage to take revenge. Now they still bully a few outer disciples who have no support from the sect. What kind of skill is that?

"Presumptuous!" Zhu Tianxiao's face turned red. Chang Yingrong poked him in the painful spot, and he raised his palm angrily.