"Impudent!" A trace of murderous intent flashed through Xiaoyaozi's eyes. He clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it at Qu Zhiyang.
Qu Zhiyang's expression changed. He hurriedly summoned a Yellow Shield brimming with spiritual energy and held it in front of himself.
Boom!
A thunderous crash rang out. The Yellow Shield flew backward, its surface covered in cracks. It slammed into Qu Zhiyang, sending him hurtling away.
With a muffled thud, Qu Zhiyang crashed heavily into the stone wall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"This is an internal matter of our sect. It's not your place, an outsider, to butt in. Don't think that just because we're in a marketplace, I wouldn't dare kill you," Xiaoyaozi said coldly.
The six Spirit Transmutation Realm spirit soldiers each brought out a magic treasure, preparing to attack Qu Zhiyang.
Qu Zhiyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. Since advancing to the Void Refining Stage, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Chen Qingyun and the other two were secretly shocked. It was fortunate they hadn't opposed Li Qingshan, or they would have ended up even worse than Qu Zhiyang.
"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Li, don't you think you've gone too far? You attack at the slightest disagreement. Do you really think I, Qu, fear you?" Qu Zhiyang opened his mouth and spat out a red, gleaming command flag. It swelled in the wind, and a mass of crimson flames appeared in midair, enveloping him.
The temperature in the room abruptly rose. Both sides looked ready to start fighting at the slightest provocation.
"Hmph! Who's afraid of whom? You keep protecting him at every turn. You must have something to hide. Others may fear the Qu family, but I