Chapter 390: The head of Qiankun Sect scolds his disciples
“Hey, brother, let’s talk it over nicely!” Miao Shujie, who was still very angry at Ye Fei’s ridicule just now, was now a coward. He just smiled meanly, “Hey, brother, I didn’t mean anything else just now. I just wanted to make friends with you. Don’t be so impulsive!”
After Miao Shujie finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and looked at the flying sword that was floating motionlessly in front of his neck with a look of fear.
Although the flying sword was only about one foot long, it gave him a bone-chilling chill. He had no doubt that at this moment, as long as the other party thought about it, his neck would be pierced by the sword.
Because his master was also a very powerful sword practitioner, he knew very well how terrifying the combat power of a sword practitioner was.
Although he was not cut out for sword cultivation and did not inherit the sword art from his master, his several senior brothers and sisters were all sword cultivators.
Especially his senior brother, who has reached the Xuanjian realm.
This person can definitely be regarded as the top of the pyramid among the younger generation of sword practitioners.
When he had nothing to do, he would often be dragged by the senior brother to practice with him, and he suffered a lot for this.
His senior brother's flying sword can hit whatever it points to and moves at will.
Therefore, when he found out that the person in front of him was also a very powerful swordsman, he could only obey and stand where he was, not daring to move at all.
When a physical cultivator faces a martial arts cultivator, he can rely on his thick skin and flesh to make the fight a draw.
But once a physical cultivator faces a sword cultivator, the sword cultivator will be the absolute nemesis of the physical cultivator.
This is because although the physical cultivators have strong defense, they are bulky, and many of the powerful moves of the physical cultivators need to be close to the body to output. And the sword cultivators are too flexible, and the flying swords are very lethal. Once the physical cultivators encounter the sword cultivators, they may not even touch the sword cultivators' clothes, and will be pierced by his flying swords with bloody holes all over their bodies.
"Hmph, you want to be friends with me?" Ye Fei looked at Miao Shujie coldly.
"Right, right, right..." Miao Shujie hurriedly said with a smile: "Young Master is handsome, elegant and graceful. When I saw you, I was shocked. Naturally, I want to make friends with you."
"Really?" Hearing Miao Shujie's words, Ye Fei suddenly showed a wicked smile on his face. He immediately lowered his head to take a look at Miao Shujie's bronze muscles: "Oh, I didn't notice it just now, but it turns out that little brother's chest muscles are so big and so strong. I like it so much..."
Miao Shujie: “???”
He likes it very much?
How many, how many meanings?
At this moment, something happened that Miao Shujie never dreamed of.
However, Ye Fei suddenly stretched out a finger and poked Miao Shujie's chest muscle: "Wow, little brother's chest muscle is so elastic, I like it so much..."
"Ah..." Miao Shujie screamed in fear and quickly took a step back. Then he immediately jumped up and hid behind his master as if he was escaping.
At that moment, he didn't care whether the flying sword in front of his neck would chase him. Even if he risked his life, he couldn't let this disgusting man continue to touch him.
What a shame!
It's simply a shame and a shame.
Today, I was touched by a man...
……
At the same time, Miao Shujie's two senior brothers were looking at Ye Fei with disgust.
However, Miao Shujie's two good-looking senior sisters looked at Ye Fei with disappointment.
Pity.
It's so hard to meet such a handsome swordsman, but he actually likes Long Yang.
Ouch, that's disgusting...
Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Ye Fei almost got internal injuries.
However, he deliberately looked at Miao Shujie who was hiding behind his master with a smirk, and winked at him: "Good brother, you go ahead and do your work. I won't bother you. We'll talk in detail after you finish fighting."
After Ye Fei finished speaking, he strode towards the backyard.
Humph, if you want to beat me, didn’t I get beaten by you just now?
Just because you can't beat me, you want to be friends with me?
Haha, are you trying to be naughty with me?
You're so cheap!
"Ouch..." At the same time, Miao Shujie trembled all over.
However, he, with his bare back, was covered with goose bumps.
“Hahahaha…” Miao Shujie’s two senior brothers and sisters instantly looked at him and burst into laughter.
"Ninth Junior Brother, Sixth Senior Sister, I really envy you." Sixth Senior Sister Miao Shujie said with a wicked smile, "I didn't expect such a handsome man would fall in love with you, but not with me and your Seventh Senior Sister. Oh, it's a pity, but he is really handsome and handsome, you can really consider him."
"That's right, I think you can really consider it, Ninth Junior Brother." The eldest senior brother also said.
At this time, Miao Shujie's Seventh Senior Sister also sighed: "Hey, Sixth Senior Sister, I suddenly feel that the two of us are such failures. We didn't lose to a woman, but to Ninth Junior Brother, haha..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Everyone burst into laughter again.
Miao Shujie was already so angry at their laughter that his face turned red, but he didn't dare to get angry.
"That's enough!" At this moment, their master suddenly shouted coldly, "You still have the nerve to laugh at your ninth junior brother. You all saw it just now. That kid must be younger than all of you, but he is now a top-level swordsman in the Mysterious Sword Realm. What about you?
"I am a master of swordsmanship. Except for you, the ninth junior brother, all of you have learned it. But, except for your eldest junior brother who barely stepped into the Xuanjian realm, what realm are you in now? Don't you have any idea? If you were to fight him, who do you think would be able to beat him? Who of you dares to go up and fight him!"
Miao Shujie's senior brothers and sisters all turned pale and lowered their heads in silence after being scolded.
Not to mention the others, even their eldest senior brother, who usually looked down on everyone and always claimed that he was the strongest swordsman of the younger generation in the three star fields, was keeping silent like them and did not dare to say a word.
Seeing that no one said anything, the old man suddenly lowered his voice and snorted, "Humph, it seems that you all have some self-awareness. Fortunately, that kid just now was also here to challenge us. If he was Wang Ergou's disciple, we would be embarrassed today. Then I would have to travel all the way across the star field to come here and watch Wang Ergou pretend to be cool in front of me again."
"Hehe, Master, don't worry, he is not here. He is here to challenge us as well!" Miao Shujie consoled him with a wry smile.
Snapped!
Miao Shujie was slapped on the forehead: "You said it, I am not deaf, do you think I didn't hear it just now?"
After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly glared at Miao Shujie fiercely: "I, Emperor Qian Wenzong, have a great reputation throughout my life, but why did I accept such a shameful apprentice like you? You said you were fine, why do you always have to tear your clothes before fighting with others! If you don't tear your clothes, you won't fight! Clothes are free! What, does your family run a clothing store? If they are torn, you can replace them for free!"