"Bang, bang, bang..."
"Ah... argh... ow..."
This time, Ying Huaixu saw another side of He Xixiang.
Those iron fists of He Xixiang's truly could smash through anything and overcome every obstacle.
Whether it was the Sect Master's protective barrier or his inner armor, He Xixiang smashed them all.
Moreover, He Xixiang said nothing. She simply beat him within an inch of his life.
"Wait, junior sister, calm down! I was wrong! I admit I was wrong, all right?"
He Xixiang still said nothing, slamming her fist hard into the Sect Master's face.
Several of the Sect Master's teeth went flying.
The Sect Master hurriedly tried to flee.
But He Xixiang grabbed his ankle and dragged him back.
Then she swung him around like a bundle of straw, slamming him down with a series of booms.
The crucial thing was that He Xixiang had reinforced the floor with spiritual power, leaving it undamaged.
It was like pinning the Sect Master against a steel plate and smashing him into it.
The Sect Master felt as though every bone in his body was about to break.
"Stop hitting me! Please, stop! I was wrong! I really was wrong!"
The Sect Master broke free of He Xixiang and hurriedly huddled in a corner, begging for mercy.
Lü Qingyi, who had been watching from the sidelines, spoke up. "If you beat him to death, who's going to be Sect Master?"
He Xixiang paused.
Then she hurried over to Ying Huaixu.
When she saw the whip marks on Ying Huaixu's body, He Xixiang exploded.
"I couldn't bear to leave so much as a mark on my disciple, and you dared to treat him like this!"
He Xixiang picked up the whip and lashed out.
And she aimed specifically at his face.
"Ah..."
"Stop! Stop! I'll never