Outer Sect Among the crowd in the square, Zhou Qi's eyes were cold and he stared at the scene on the stage quietly.
His hands hung by his sides, his fingertips were slightly cold, and anger surged in his heart.
It's really a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, step by step murderous intent.
Before officially joining the sect, a Nascent Soul Third Layer guide and an Nascent Soul First Layer elder from the Outer Sect were openly discussing in front of everyone how to inflict some suffering on him.
It's so blatant now.
What about after joining Outer Sect?
Shouldn't we just let this Elder Ning be beaten and killed whenever he wants?
Zhou Qi There was a fire burning in his heart, but he knew he had to suppress it.
With this little strength, it wouldn't even be able to make waves in the sect.
Just when the whole place was dead silent and everyone was silent, a sound suddenly exploded in the square, as clear as the sound of a sword:
"Elder Ning This move may break the sect's rules!"
The noise suddenly stopped.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
The crowd separated into a passage. A female cultivator held a sword at her waist, straightened her back, and stepped onto the high platform step by step.
He is not tall in stature, but he has an awe-inspiring character and an unyielding spirit.
It's Meng Rou.
Zhou Qi glanced sideways, a trace of surprise flashing across his eyes.
Is she going to stand up for him?
I saw Meng Rou walking firmly, walking straight to Elder Ning and standing three steps in front of him, neither humble nor arrogant, facing the elder who was in charge of the Outer Sect and had the power in his hand.
Elder Ning's face instantly turned cold as frost.
He has been in charge of the Outer Sect for many years and has always been consistent. Even the elders of his sect need to show him some disrespect. Today, he was contradicted by a new disciple in public, and his face was completely lost.
"Where did you get this yellow-haired girl?" His voice was low and sinister, carrying a bone-chilling pressure, "Is it your turn to intervene in this elder's discussion?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, fluttering his fingers, and slapped Meng Rou with his palm.
He planned to take this opportunity to establish rules for the newcomers.
He is the god here Outer Sect. Even if someone is promoted to the Inner Sect and is selected away, before that, they have to be under his jurisdiction!
The majestic and vast Nascent Soul cultivation exploded, and the terrifying pressure swept across the entire square!
Even Nascent Soul First Layer's cultivation is far beyond the endurance limit of ordinary Golden Core Realm monks.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and before the wind of the palm could reach, Air-Breaking Slash's muffled thunder exploded, and the air in front of him was squeezed into a white wave visible to the naked eye, like a landslide, pressing down on Meng Rou's head.
Meng Rou's pretty face changed suddenly, and her heart was shocked.
She originally wanted to use her backers to exert pressure and rely on the rules to persuade the other party to restrain themselves, but the old man didn't follow the routine.
Completely disregarding status, feelings, and sect rules, he took action without questioning the reason, leaving no room for error.
At the critical moment, she hurriedly mobilized her whole body Spiritual Power, and layers of spiritual light barriers hurriedly condensed in front of her.
But Elder Ning's attack was so swift and violent that she hurriedly accepted the challenge and could only manage to form a few thin layers of aura barrier, leaving no time to solidify her defense.
Someone in the audience exclaimed.
Zhou Qi didn't hesitate.
He is a person who has always had a clear distinction between love and hate.
Meng Rou does not have a close relationship with him, but if the other party stands up to speak for him at this moment, he is taking care of things for him.
It's not his style to refuse to follow his teammates when they start a group.
His body movements were faster than his thoughts, without any delay. His body swayed, like a ripple in the water, and stood firmly in front of Meng Rou.
The moment it started, <Mountain Suppression·Earth Element>Cultivation Method was running at full speed!
The thick earthy yellow Spiritual Power spurted out from the dantian, and instantly condensed into a vast and thick Spiritual Power barrier within three feet, carrying with it the heavy Daoist charm of Mountain Suppression sinking into the abyss.
As soon as the barrier was formed, it showed its unique characteristics.
The next moment, Elder Ning's domineering palm force crashed into the barrier.
The expected explosion did not occur.
The violent palm energy fell into the Earth Element Spiritual Power domain, the speed dropped sharply, and the power dissipated rapidly, as if trapped in an endless quagmire, being shackled and peeled off layer by layer.
At the last inch, it froze in mid-air.
Elder Ning's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly closed his hands and retreated.
He lowered his eyes and looked at his slightly numb palms, then raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of surprise and solemnity.
Although the blow just now came out casually, it was actually Nascent Soul cultivation, enough to crush ordinary Golden Core Realm monks.
A junior from the Golden Core Realm stage actually caught it safely?
Something is wrong.
Liu Ying's brows also wrinkled.
He could see it more clearly than Elder Ning, not because of how strong the khaki layer Spiritual Qi was, but because of the hysteresis effect.
How could Golden Core Realm's martial arts skills significantly weaken Nascent Soul Cultivator's attack?
The grade of this Cultivation Method is probably higher than he expected.
At this thought, Liu Ying's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "You are so brave! You dare to attack Elder Outer Sect. If you commit the following offense, I will kill you in vain!"
The hat was slapped hard and fast.
Zhou Qi's action to block it was directly characterized as a deliberate provocation and offense to his elders.
The difference of one word is a world of difference.
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ying disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Qi.
The khaki sluggish field seemed to be useless to him. His palm only sluggishly penetrated the barrier and went straight to the door facing Zhou Qi.
Before the palm arrived, the wind from the palm had blown back the broken hair on Zhou Qi's forehead, revealing his suddenly contracted pupils.
Unstoppable, unavoidable!
Zhou Qi's spiritual energy tensed up, and he was ready to receive this fatal blow.
Just then--
"Huh--!!!"
A cold snort came from the horizon.
The voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer that struck directly deep in the hearts of everyone in the square.
The air suddenly became stagnant, and the light on the seventy-two coiled dragon stone pillars dimmed for a moment.
Liu Ying, who was the first to bear the brunt, suddenly froze in place.
He maintained the posture of waving his palm to strike, his eyes were blank, his Nascent Soul seemed to be directly held down by something, and he could not move even a trace of Spiritual Power.
The void swayed slightly, and a figure fell silently on the high platform.
There were no signs, no spatial fluctuations, a fat old man with a white beard seemed to be standing there from beginning to end, but no one noticed.
He was wearing a gray robe that had been washed white, with a wine gourd hanging around his waist, and his round belly stretched the robe into a kind curve.
With a rosy face and white eyebrows hanging down to the corners of his eyes, he looked like a fat shopkeeper selling wine next door.
But no one in the audience dared to feel even the slightest bit of contempt.
Elder Ning's eyes widened. The moment he saw the fat old man, he bent down with a shudder. His whole body was extremely flexible, and his forehead was almost touching his knees.
Liu Ying Only then did he slowly come back to his senses. The moment he regained consciousness, he saw the fat old man beside him. His whole figure seemed to have been poured with cold water, and all his murderous intentions were instantly extinguished.
He quickly closed his palms, clasped his fists and bowed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead:
"Meet Peak Master Wen!"
At this time, behind Zhou Qi, Meng Rou, who had just been shaken by the pressure of Nascent Soul, his eyes suddenly lit up with joy, and his clear voice was filled with a bit of relief and intimacy, and he shouted:
"Master!"