Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

"Wang Yu, you are simply deceiving people too much!"

Hearing Wang Yu's words, these Qingyang Sect disciples were almost pissed off, and all of them began to curse in disregard of etiquette.

Mo Ziyuan standing beside him smiled coldly and looked at Yuan Qing.

"This is the quality of your Qingyang Sect disciples, and you don't care about it. Today I will give you a little strength, let you know what will happen if you offend our Black Feather Sect. Wang Yu, you beat them all to me!" Get down."

Wang Yu nodded, and with a leap, he entered the circle of inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect and started fighting.

He is at the first stage of the Good Fortune Realm, and these inner sect disciples of the Qingyang Sect are only at the Divine Ability Realm, and the strongest ones have not even reached the half-step Good Fortune Realm.

Now that Wang Yu made a move, it was like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, beating the inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect to the point where they were powerless to fight back.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Qing, the patriarch of the Qingyang Sect, also felt distressed.

This time Mo Ziyuan brought the disciples of the sect to make trouble, just to make it clear that the chief disciple who bullied them was not in the sect.

Yuan Qing also suffered serious internal injuries, so it was difficult to stop him.

All of a sudden, many inner disciples of Qingyang Sect were beaten to the point of screaming, extremely miserable.

Li Hanfeng, who had been standing beside Yuan Qing, couldn't bear it any longer.

"Wang Yu, don't be complacent. When Brother Su comes back, you will be beaten all over the floor by him."

Li Hanfeng didn't know why he had so much confidence in Su Baiyi.

But now he seems to have no other way, he can only pray that Su Baiyi can leave the secret realm sooner.

"Hehe, you mean Su Baiyi? He might have died in the secret realm. I think you'd better stop fooling yourself."

Wang Yu looked at Li Hanfeng and burst out laughing.

Li Hanfeng frowned suddenly, and the sword in his hand cut towards Wang Yu's body like a cold light.

"The sword is powerful?"

"Hehe, that's not bad. I didn't expect you to cultivate all the sword power. It really impressed me. But so what. My sword will has reached the extreme, and I'm only one step away from getting started. You and I'm still a younger brother!"

The sword in Wang Yu's hand pressed down violently, crushing Li Hanfeng's sword force directly.

"Haha, you are so weak, it is so easy for me to kill you."

Wang Yu leaped forward suddenly, and the sword in his hand cut off, as if to split Li Hanfeng in half.

Li Hanfeng was already in his heart, and swept out the sword in his hand sideways.

Even if his sword power is great at this moment, it is still a little worse than the real sword intent.

And the sword intent practiced by Wang Yu is extremely vicious, every time he makes a move, it is like a poisonous snake hidden in the hand, and when it comes out fiercely, it is to give Li Hanfeng a sword.

When the sword stabbed out, Li Hanfeng's eyes seemed to be covered by countless poisonous snakes.

Every time Wang Yu used his sword, Li Hanfeng could feel a sense of sharpness, and even a naughty malice flowing on his sword.

"What kind of sword intent is this guy cultivating, so vicious!"

Li Hanfeng kept fighting with Wang Yu, and his body suffered more and more wounds.

This is the record he had after his great sword power.

If he hadn't progressed, he would have died under Wang Yu's sword by now.

It's just that if it goes on like this, he will definitely lose.

"Hehe, Li Hanfeng, I won't kill you, I just let you cripple an arm, so that you can only be a waste in this life!"

Wang Yu's sword fell and cut directly at Li Hanfeng's arm.

It can be said that the timing of Wang Yu's search for this sword was just right. If Li Hanfeng hid, then what he lost would not be his arm, but his leg.

"Wang Yu, what are you doing, stop it!"

Yuan Qing could see that although Wang Yu didn't intend to kill Li Hanfeng, but with this sword falling, Li Hanfeng would have at least one arm cut off.

"Hahaha, Yuan Qing, why are you in such a hurry. The juniors will definitely get hurt if they compete with each other. As an elder, it's not good for you to stop now!"

Mo Ziyuan stopped Yuan Qing and several Qingyang Sect elders at once.

Although Mo Ziyuan can't achieve the level of one against ten, it should be no problem to stop him temporarily.

At that time, when he stops, Li Hanfeng's arm will probably be gone.

What's more, Mo Ziyuan must have made foolproof preparations when he came this time, even if they were all involved, would they really be able to break through Mo Ziyuan's blockade?
Although Yuan Qing really wanted to give up at this moment, he knew that once he gave up, the backbone of the entire Qingyang sect might be broken.

And now it was a battle between him and Mo Ziyuan, as for the other elders of Qingyang Sect, there was no need to take action.

So Yuan Qing just gave an order.

"Let me fight Mo Ziyuan myself, and you all go to save Li Hanfeng."

After speaking, Yuan Qing's figure appeared in front of Mo Ziyuan, and then a blue sword was cut down from the sky.

Earth dragons spewed out in front of him, turning into countless arms and grabbing at Mo Ziyuan one after another.

Mo Ziyuan sneered, and the sword in his hand immediately turned into a poisonous snake, biting the countless khaki arms.

Before the poisonous snake could fight against these arms, it had already sprayed out a mouthful of venom, and a large piece of venom directly came into contact with the khaki arms.

The khaki-yellow arms were torn into pieces one after another, and then the poisonous snake drove straight in front of Yuan Qing, and opened its mouth to bite.

Yuan Qing pierced out with a sword, barely breaking the poisonous snake's body, but some venom was still splashed on Yuan Qing's body.

These are not pure venom, but Mo Ziyuan's poisonous heart and sword intent.

It can be said that his sword intent is more inclined to attack the spirit, and every ray of sword intent is only directed at the heart.

Yuan Qing's actions were stopped by Mo Ziyuan, and it would be too late for him to save Li Hanfeng.

Wang Yu suddenly burst out laughing.

"Li Hanfeng, no one in your Qingyang Sect can save you now, so just suffer and die obediently!"

When Wang Yu's sword fell, he was about to cut off Li Hanfeng's arm.

But at this moment a figure appeared, blocking Wang Yu's sword intent.

Then the figure kicked out, directly hitting Yuan Qing's lower abdomen.

Wang Yu's body was directly blasted away, and then turned into a black shadow and hit the ground fiercely, in extreme embarrassment.

Just as he was about to curse someone, he saw a familiar figure appearing in front of him.

Seeing this person, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but tremblingly said:

"Su Baiyi, why did you come out so soon? Shouldn't you be trapped in the White Light Secret Realm?"

Wang Yu smiled coldly and said disdainfully:
"The White Light Secret Realm is a treasure left by our ancestors. It's not a cage for us. Naturally, I can come in and out freely."