World Wide Martial Art

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, a sound of hurried running came from far outside the door, and three handyman disciples rushed in in confusion. Situ Reading 520 official website

The first one among them was Ren Guofei.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother Ren?"

The three of them had uneasy expressions, there were many footprints on their bodies, and their robes were torn. Seeing this, many people felt nervous.

"Junior Brother Ye, what's wrong, Junior Sister Ningzhen and the others...were detained by the people in the net, and several other fellow apprentices were injured by them. The three of us ran out in the chaos, please go and have a look. "

"A trap? How did you let them know about it?"

Ye Feng's face darkened. The sales targets he chose this time were basically all regular customers from last time, and there were a large number of people who were not Diyuan Sect warriors. The transactions were very secretive.

Even if he was discovered, Luo Wang's response would not be so quick.

"I saw that troublemaker Zhong Ziqi. He stayed with Luo Wang's group. This month, Zhong Ziqi and his friends were sweeping the floor in my handyman building. Maybe... it was him. Damn it.”

When Zhong Ziqi was mentioned, the three of them became furious.

Everyone had been beaten just now, but Zhong Ziqi and his group of outer disciples were beaten the hardest.

"Damn, that's too much to bully. Why can the net be sold but we can't? Let's fight with them!"

"Yes, our sweepers can't let others bully us any longer. The worst we can do is fight to the death, and no one will have an easy time."

After hearing Ren Guofei's explanation, all the other handyman disciples in the hall became angry and stood up with their fists waving.

A month of devilish training had brought about a huge change in their energy and spirit, and it had also brought out the inner temperament of these people.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Ye Feng, waiting for Ye Feng to speak.

Bang!

Smashing his fist on the table, Ye Feng waved to everyone and said coldly: "I want to see what kind of net it is. Is it the toughness of them or the toughness of our brothers and sisters!"

"Let's go and fight Luo Wang..."

"Brothers, fight with the guy!"

Ye Feng gave an order, and dozens of people roared like wolves, and followed his footsteps and rushed out of the door one by one.

Under the leadership of Ren Guofei and the others, the large group of people rushed across the square with murderous intent, followed by the gloomy-looking Guan Buyu and the others.

"Hey...what's going on with these handyman disciples?"

"Why is it like eating thunder and fire? It smells like gunpowder?"

The murderous aura that came like the wind made the disciples who walked by look sideways.

"It can make these little turtles angry. I wonder what big thing happened."

"However, the three people at the back of the team... are powerful and have bad expressions. Are they invited by the handyman disciples to support them?"

"seems very amazing……"

Everyone I saw along the way was whispering. The presence of the handyman disciples in the Diyuan Sect was too low, and they had always been the target of oppression. Even Elder Tu, who was in charge of them, usually had to swallow his anger.

This group of handyman disciples rioted today, as if the sun was shining in the west.

"Let's go, there might be a good show, let's go and see it too!"

Driven by strong curiosity, many warriors chose to follow the sweeping door to see what was going on.

If there really was a fight, such a large-scale group fight would probably attract the attention of the sect elders, so they did not get too close, but chose to stay behind.

Following the handyman disciples as they moved forward, many people noticed that something was not right. Their route was clearly heading straight to the inner courtyard.

The handyman disciples went to the inner courtyard angrily. Are they planning to rebel?

After turning a few more corners, there was a sudden commotion ahead. A large group of people were gathering at the entrance to the inner courtyard, and from time to time there were still people hooting.

"Isn't that Zhong Ziqi?"

"Something's not right. The inscription master in black clothes in the middle seems to be... Luowang inscription master, Qing Zhenyi..."

After clearly seeing the figures flashing in front of them, the faces of the warriors who came to watch the excitement all had a strange look on their faces. The destination of these people from Sweeping Gate was obviously where Zhong Ziqi and Qing Zhenyi were.

"I bet it wasn't Ye Feng who... provoked Luo Yu."

"It's really possible that this new guy, the stupid young man... will stand up for the sweeper and provoke Zhong Ziqi and the others as soon as he comes. If he also provokes the inner sect, then he will really hang himself... because he thinks his life is too long. "

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"Kneel down! Kneel down!"

"Quickly plead guilty, Junior Sister Yuan. For the sake of your Yuan family, as long as you plead guilty, I can let you go."

Amidst the chaotic noise, the crowd suddenly shouted.

The two groups of people were at war with each other.

On the side with more people, most of the inscription masters were wearing inscription master uniforms. Even if they were not inscription masters, they were still disciples of the Tsing Yi inner sect.

Especially the leader, a young man, with eyes like daggers and a golden badge on his chest that glowed vividly. His aura of pride made other onlookers subconsciously take a few steps away.

It is Qing Zhenyi, the leader of Luowang and the inscription master.

On one side of the group, Zhong Ziqi and more than a dozen outer disciples were shouting vigorously.

Compared with them, there were seven or eight handyman disciples from the sweeping sect, almost all of whom were disgraced and had scars on their bodies.

Yuan Ningzhen stood at the front, holding a spiritual sword, and glared angrily at Qing Zhenyi, Zhong Ziqi and others.

"You guys are so courageous, you actually... dare to take food from my mouth, Luo Qing Zhenyi?"

"I'll give you one last chance now. Hand over all the inscriptions, kneel down and confess your guilt. Considering that we are all from the same sect of Diyuan Sect, I will be generous... and forgive you this time." Qing Zhenyi, with a cold and arrogant face, narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully. "Bah, when did it stipulate that only Luowang can sell inscriptions? You also want us to hand over all the inscriptions and kneel down to confess our guilt? It's simply... bullying." Wang Yuwei's mouth was bleeding, and a mouthful of red saliva nailed in front of Qing Zhenyi, and he shouted arrogantly. "Bullying others by taking advantage of your power?"

"So what if you bully others by taking advantage of your power? Inscription masters have their own rules. If you want to blame someone, blame you for being trashy menial disciples. When you become stronger, you can seek revenge on me, Luowang. I welcome you."

With a mocking smile on his face, Qing Zhenyi waved his hand calmly and turned to Zhong Ziqi and said, "Brother Zhong, since they are unwilling to kneel down and confess their crimes, I will trouble you to do it for them."

"If I beat them, won't I dirty my hands?"

"Haha...that's..." Zhong Ziqi grinned and flattered, "Brother Qing is an inscription master, and his hands are used to engrave inscriptions. Naturally, they are extremely precious. I am willing to do it for you."

After that, he gave Yuan Ningzhen an ambiguous smile and ordered his left and right, "Except for Sister Ningzhen, all the others, beat them until they kneel down and kowtow."