My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

No wonder the Yelang Sect is regarded as a piece of shit by all the sects, and their expressions turn into disgust when they hear it. This is really an invincible Xiaoqiang!

Zuo Hongan's face turned livid. He finally realized how much trouble the Broken Moon Sect had gotten into this time. When it comes to a bullshit plaster like Yuzhi, not to mention the big heads of his disciples, he also has a big head.

"Sir Sect Master, what should we do now?" A disciple asked worriedly.

"Otherwise, let's go back to the sect first. There is a great formation to protect the sect. Let's see what he can do to us?" Another disciple said tentatively.

"Dear disciples of the sect, how can we hide in the sect all day long and be a coward? If we can't even cope with a mid-level sect in the Yelang sect, how can we compete to be among the holy sects, and how can we gain a foothold in the Wuji Holy Heaven?" Zuo Hongan glared at him fiercely and said.

Facing the Yelang Sect's stalking, hiding is indeed a way, but if you can hide for a while, you can't hide for the rest of your life. A high-ranking sect cannot hide in the sect-protecting formation forever because of fear of a middle-ranking sect, right? Then what's the use of their sect coming? It's better to break up and go back to their respective families as soon as possible.

"Then, Lord Sect Master, what should we do?" the previous disciple said with a sad face.

"We'll talk about it when we get back." Zuo Hongan couldn't think of a good way to deal with it at the moment, so he led everyone back.

The disciple was really frightened. As he walked, he quietly turned his head and looked back, for fear that the old monkey would retaliate and suddenly appear behind him.

Fortunately, Zhen Fengliu was seriously injured and did not make a comeback quickly. Everyone followed Zuo Hongan back to the main hall without any danger.

"There is no need to leave anyone on duty outside. Everyone stays in the main hall. I will set up a confinement formation. If the old monkey still dares to come back, you can attack him in groups with the help of the formation, and I will arrive in time. Anyway. , we must kill him on the spot by any means, and not give him any chance to escape." Zuo Hongan finally thought of a way at this time, and said to everyone while setting up the formation.

To be honest, as the leader of the Sect, he used this method to deal with a mid-level sect leader. Moreover, he was outnumbered and outnumbered. It would be a loss of status to spread the word. But facing a bullshit like Yelang Sect, how could he still do it? What kind of status do you care about?

If Zhen Fengliu cannot be dealt with as soon as possible, let alone compete for the position of the Holy Sect, I am afraid that the entire Broken Moon Sect will be dragged down by him, or even be dragged down alive by him one day.

"Sir, the sect leader is wise. It's fine if the old monkey doesn't come. If he comes, he will be beaten to death by his meat buns and he will never come back!" After hearing this, all the disciples of the Broken Moon Sect perked up, and one of them had a ruthless look on his face. said.

Uh... Meat buns beating dogs, what do you think of us? Zuo Hongan glanced at him angrily. If he hadn't been busy arranging the formation and couldn't use his hands, he would have wanted to slap him away.

"Okay, the formation is completed, you can stay in the main hall. Remember, if he dares to come back, we will attack him with the help of the formation, and we must kill him on the spot by any means to avoid future troubles." After spending more than half an hour, Zuo Hongan set up the confinement formation, warned everyone, turned around and walked towards the bedroom at the back of the palace.

His steps were obviously staggering, and his face was even more haggard and tired.

Because of the death of his son, Lu Xiuwen and others, he hadn't had a good night's sleep these days. He was already exhausted physically and mentally. He had just set up this formation and had consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Even the iron-clad King Kong couldn't bear it. The only thing he wanted to do now was to go back to the bedroom and have a good sleep.