Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

"Brother, you are finally back!"

Seeing Su Baiyi coming out of the secret realm, these Qingyang Sect disciples ran over excitedly, their faces were full of joy, as if they saw the savior.

Yuan Qing and Mo Ziyuan on the side looked a little pale after the fight, but when he saw Su Baiyi came back, he felt inexplicably relieved.

"Hehe, this bastard, I don't know when he became the backbone of our Qingyang Sect."

When Yuan Qing saw these disciples of the Qingyang Sect seeing Su Baiyi, it was as if they saw a backer, and suddenly felt an indescribable jealousy in his heart.

But he was more happy. After all, these inner disciples trusted Su Baiyi so much, which meant that Su Baiyi had gained the trust of almost all inner disciples.

So it seems that Su Baiyi, the chief disciple, is not in vain.

"Hahaha, Su Baiyi, did we meet again?"

Seeing Su Baiyi, Wang Yu immediately showed a ferocious expression, his eyes stared at Su Baiyi like a poisonous snake, as if he wanted to smash him into pieces at any time.

"Hehe, Wang Yu? Why, you didn't lose badly enough last time in the secret realm. Now you still want me to beat you into a cripple?"

As soon as Wang Yu heard Su Baiyi's words, his face turned red.

If it wasn't for someone blocking him, he would have rushed to tear Su Baiyi into pieces right now.

"Hehe, Wang Yu, I heard that you are going to challenge our talented disciple of the Qingyang Sect. Since Li Hanfeng has fought against you, it's our turn now."

Wang Yu suddenly smiled coldly.

"Hahaha, I'm waiting for you. How do you want to compare, just say it!"

Wang Yu seems to be full of confidence in his own strength.

This made Su Baiyi a little confused.

But he didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Yu.

Now that his cultivation level has reached the fifth level of Good Fortune Realm, let alone Wang Yu, even the middle-aged people around Wang Yu, he has the confidence to compete.

What he is most concerned about now is Yuan Qing's injuries.

"Sovereign, I found the fruit of life from the secret realm."

Su Baiyi quietly wrapped a fruit of life in a leaf and stuffed it into Yuan Qing's pocket.

Yuan Qing's eyelids twitched, but his expression remained calm.

"Ahem, elders, you are here to watch the game first, I have to leave for a while, and I will be back in about an incense stick."

After getting the fruit of life, Yuan Qing's expression immediately became agitated, and even the usual calm expression management was completely lost by him.

This surprised Su Baiyi, but also seemed to realize the benefits of this fruit of life to Yuan Qing's injury.

"Could it be that I made Yuan Qing rejuvenate by mistake?"

Su Baiyi didn't bother to think about it so much, what he had to do now was to blow Wang Yu to pieces.

But before Su Baiyi could do anything, he heard Yuan Qing convey a message to him.

"Su Baiyi, delay me as much as possible, and I will recover from my injuries immediately. As long as I completely refine this life fruit into a pill and take it, not only will my injuries fully recover, but my cultivation will also recover." We also have a chance to advance to the half-step Nirvana realm, and then we won't have to worry about revenge from Mo Ziyuan of the Moyu Sect!"

Su Baiyi looked at Mo Ziyuan standing beside Wang Yu, and remembered his name in his heart.

"Hehe, so your name is Mo Ziyuan. I hope you don't make trouble when we fight. Otherwise, I will teach you a lesson together!"

After Su Baiyi finished speaking, he waved his hand towards Wang Yu.

"Wang Yu, today is the time for the two of us to settle the accounts."

Wang Yu smiled coldly, and his aura was still rising.

"The first level of the good fortune, the second level of the good fortune, the third level of the good fortune..."

Almost all of Wang Yu's cultivation realms have been raised by two small realms, and his cultivation realm has completely settled down.

"Hehe, little bastard, in order to attract you, I sealed my cultivation base, just because I was afraid that you would not dare to show your face. Now that you are out, I don't need to hide myself."

Su Baiyi looked at Wang Yu helplessly.

"Wang Yu, you really think highly of yourself. You are just a cultivator at the third level of the Good Fortune Realm, so you dare to challenge me. It seems that I have to show you some color today."

Su Baiyi sighed helplessly, and directly occupied Wang Yu's face.

Seeing Su Baiyi venting his anger on himself, these inner disciples of Qingyang Sect immediately became excited.

"Brother, he told us just now that he wants to beat all of our Qingyang Sect inner disciples invincible."

"That's right, this person is very arrogant, and even said that our inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect are all rubbish."

"Eldest brother, you must give us a bad breath, otherwise, even if I die, I will not be reconciled."

The inner sect disciples of the Qingyang Sect were lying on the ground, coughing blood non-stop, with very sad eyes.

Su Baiyi sighed, and looked at Wang Yu very angrily.

"Wang Yu, you are really arrogant. It's fine to come to our Qingyang Sect to compete, and beat our Qingyang Sect disciples like this. It seems that I, I can't show mercy to you."

Wang Yu looked at Su Baiyi and smiled faintly.

"Su Baiyi, you don't need to talk so much nonsense, just fight if you want, I am stronger than you, don't talk about bullying you. Today I will trample your inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect!"

Su Baiyi was really angry this time, he pointed at Wang Yu.

"Wang Yu, before we were in the secret realm, you were my enemy many times, and now you continue to provoke me. It seems that you really think that there is no one in our Qingyang sect, so let's have a good discussion."

Mo Ziyuan on the side smiled coldly.

"Hehe, I said Su Baiyi, you have to be more careful. If you are beaten to death, I won't say much, but if you dare to make small moves to deal with our chief disciple of the Black Feather Sect, your good life will be great." It's over!"

Mo Ziyuan's words can be said to be a threat from Chi Guoguo.

But before he finished speaking, an old man suddenly volleyed down.

"Elder Taishang?"

Seeing Yuan Tianlong appearing, Mo Ziyuan was also taken aback for a moment, then a disdainful expression appeared on his face.

"Hahaha, you dare to come out to join in the fun even if you are old. Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by me?"

Yuan Tianlong stroked his beard and sighed helplessly.

"Mo Ziyuan, when you were wearing crotch pants, I used to play with your baby, but I didn't expect you to forget your roots now. What? You really treat me like a tiger, I'm dying!"

"Old man, you really deserve to die!"

Mo Ziyuan was about to strike as he spoke.

At this time, more and more elders of the Qingyang Sect came, as if Yuan Tianlong ordered to attack Mo Ziyuan in groups.