Wrath of the Immortal

"Don't give me that playful smile, who are you?"

The old man in black's face darkened and he shouted angrily at Xiao Chen.

The Qiyun Sect disciples behind him quickly dispersed, surrounding Xiao Chen and others.

As long as the old man in black gives an order, everyone will take action and kill Xiao Chen and others.

"I am also a disciple of the Qiyun Sect. I don't know what you..."

Xiao Chen was about to ask everyone if they knew Wang Shun, but was interrupted by the other party.

"Ha! Are you worthy of being a disciple of the Qiyun Sect?"

"You don't have any spiritual power fluctuations on your body. You should be a mortal!"

"Don't try to get close to me. Tell me quickly. Who is instructing you?"

"If you don't tell the truth, don't blame me for killing you here."

"..."

The old man in black was extremely angry, and his tone of voice became even colder.

"I asked you, old guy, do you have any brains?"

"Are all of your Qiyun Sect disciples blind?"

"Keep your eyes open, does he look familiar?"

"..."

Zheng Siqi couldn't stand it anymore, rolled up her sleeves and cursed.

If Xiao Chen hadn't told her when she came, she shouldn't hurt anyone.

According to her eldest lady's temper, she would have slapped him in the face.

"You are so brave, you dare to insult the Ninth Elder!"

One of the Qiyun Sect disciples offered a magic weapon and roared angrily.

After saying that, he would control the magic weapon and launch an attack on Zheng Siqi.

"Wait a moment……"

The old man in black frowned and immediately stopped him.

"Ninth Elder, there is no need to talk nonsense with these people, just kill them."

The disciple was very depressed and hurriedly tried to persuade him.

The old man in black ignored the other party and stared at Xiao Chen.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the young man in front of him looked very much like the same person.

"You are him..."

Thinking of that person's identity, the old man in black trembled all over and asked subconsciously.

"I am him..."

Xiao Chen nodded and said solemnly.

He thought that if the old man in black recognized him, he would lead him away.

Xiao Chen was speechless when the old man in black said something that made him vomit blood.

"You are so brave, you actually pretended to be the founder of Qiyun Sect."

"Come here! Capture them for me and imprison their souls."

"I want them to know the consequences of pretending to be the ancestor of the Qiyun Sect."

"..."

The old man in black gave an order and immediately sacrificed his magic weapon.

Those Qiyun Sect disciples were impatient and immediately cast spells to attack.

More than a dozen magic weapons roared into the air and quickly slashed at Xiao Chen's position.

Just when everyone thought that under such a powerful attack, the three of them would definitely die...

Xiao Chen took action, but he didn't show any spells, just waved his sleeves.

The strong wind technique was unleashed, and the surrounding wind howled, causing sand and rocks to fly.

Just hearing a banging sound, everyone's magic weapons were blown into pieces.

"Fuck..."

The Qiyun Sect disciples were stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They never expected that it would be such a result.

An ordinary wind technique, but the opponent felt like a god descending from the earth.

"Da Feng Shu, who are you?"

The old man in black was shocked and blurted out.

Regarding the secret of Gale Technique, others did not know it, but he was very familiar with it.

Many years ago, the Great Wind Technique was just a little-known little magic in Qi Yun Sect.

Xiao Chen was born out of nowhere and became famous all over the world with his powerful wind technique.

From then on, the Great Wind Technique became a secret technique within the Qiyun Sect that was not spread to outsiders.

Even the core disciples cannot practice this technique without achieving great achievements.

That's why, anyone who can perform this technique is a senior figure in the sect.

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, the face of the old man in black changed drastically, and his legs began to tremble violently.

No matter how stupid he is, he can still guess that the person in front of him is not a fake, but the real Patriarch.

"Who do you think I am?"

Xiao Chen's face darkened and he asked sharply.

"Master, my disciple is clumsy, please punish me..."

The old man in black knelt on the ground with a plop, sweating profusely.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Qiyun Sect disciples were all confused.

Damn, what's going on?

Has the Ninth Elder been cast an illusion spell and lost his mind?

Just now, I said he was a fake, but how could he become the Patriarch in the blink of an eye?

The speed of this change of face is really too fast! Faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Didn't you say that I am a fake?"

Xiao Chen walked up to the old man in black and spoke word by word.

"Disciple can be sure that you are the Patriarch."

The old man in black answered with certainty without even thinking about it.

Just now, the moment Xiao Chen cast the spell, he had already sensed a familiar aura.

He had never seen this kind of aura in anyone except Xiao Chen.

"Ninth Elder, did you make a mistake?"

One of them, in order to determine whether the old man in black was under an illusion, immediately sent a message.

"Don't talk nonsense, why don't you kneel down and apologize to the ancestor!"

The old man in black roared angrily, raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

The man was so beaten that he was dizzy, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only kneel down in frustration.

Seeing this, the others didn't dare to say anything more, and they all knelt on the ground.

Although the group of people knelt down, they were still puzzled in their hearts.

The man in front of them was so young, was he really the founder of Qiyun Sect?

If so, why was he still a young man when he returned after a thousand years?

As everyone was imagining, Xiao Chen waved his long sleeves and performed another big wind technique.

This time, the big wind technique had no attack power at all.

Like a breeze blowing on the face, it lifted everyone up.

"Why are you sure that I'm not a fake?"

Xiao Chen looked at the old man in black and asked curiously.

"My disciple's name is Yu Yanan, and I joined Qiyun Sect a thousand years ago."

"Back then, I was a core disciple in the sect, and I had the honor of listening to the founder's discussion."

"I am very familiar with the aura emanating from the founder, especially your eyes."

"..."

The old man in black was excited and told the cause and effect in detail.

"Are Wang Shun and others okay now?"

Xiao Chen nodded and changed the subject.

Hearing this, the old man in black was more certain that the ancestor had returned.

Few disciples in the Qiyun Sect knew the name Wang Shun.

Those who knew it were all old.

Even if the disciples knew this name, few dared to call him by name.

"Replying to the ancestor, the deputy sect master is doing well now."

"Something strange happened recently, and everyone went to the Qiyun Hall."

"Ancestor, please take this thing into the formation to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

"..."

The old man in black did not dare to hide it and told the general situation of the sect truthfully.

After speaking, he offered a jade token of the latest Qiyun Sect and handed it to Xiao Chen respectfully.

Xiao Chen took the jade token, motioned everyone to leave, and then walked into the Xiao Family Ancestral Hall with the two women.

Now, Qin Muxue and Zheng Siqi are his women.

According to the clan rules, the two women must be brought back to worship the ancestors.

It's just that I don't know where my father Xiao Zhantian is now.