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Chapter 1702 Breaking into the Immortal Mansion!

Murong Xiyao's current strength is at the top of the fairy world. Although she can't compare with those high-ranking immortals, she can still deal with ordinary immortal masters.

This is also what Qin Yang relies on.

It took so much effort to heal Murong Xiyao's injury, it can't be wasted like this.

The two came directly to the main gate. The guards at the gate saw Qin Yang and Murong Xiyao ignoring them, so they wanted to break in. Just as they were about to stop them, they saw Murong Xiyao waving his jade hand, and the spell appeared!

The guards were immediately imprisoned by a mysterious force as if they had been cast with a holding spell, unable to move, they could only watch them enter.

"Stop! Who are you!"

Entering the main entrance, several inner disciples who were practicing immediately stopped.

When they saw Murong Xiyao in a blue dress with picturesque features, the eyes of several disciples flashed with astonishment, and some people recognized this woman as Murong Xiyao who had just been expelled from the sect.

"Call me your leader!"

Qin Yang said lightly.

Several disciples were stunned and looked at each other with weird expressions, feeling that Qin Yang was like an idiot.

A man with a square face snorted coldly: "Bastard, is it that you, an ordinary person, can see our head? Get out of here quickly, or don't blame us for being rude!"

"Then don't talk nonsense, just call in and talk!"

The corner of Qin Yang's lips curled up, and there was a trace of coldness.

beat?
Those disciples seemed to have heard a big joke.

Their Baiyun Immortal Mansion is regarded as a superior sect in the fairy world, but no one has ever been so arrogant that they want to force their way into their sect. With these two people in front of them, they are undoubtedly seeking their own death!
At this moment, Murong Xiyao flipped her wrist, and a mighty force of fairy spirit surged out from her hand, like a long white whip shadow.

Snapped!
Before those people could even react, they were thrown to the ground, with burning pain in their chests.

Several people's complexions changed drastically, and they looked at Murong Xiyao with fear and doubt.

Because according to previous rumors, Murong Xiyao's strength plummeted and she was expelled from the sect, but now the opponent's strength does not seem to be as bad as the rumors.

"Sky Howling Blade!!"

Enduring the great pain, the square-faced disciple jumped up from the ground with an extra blade in his hand.

This blade is also strange, without a handle, one side is extremely thick, and the other is extremely thin. There is a layer of crystal blue light on the sharp edge, exuding a slight chill, and when it is swung out, there is an extremely ear-piercing screaming sound in the air.

Swish!
The blade pierced through layers of void, and came in front of Murong Xiyao.

There was no trace of fear on Murong Xiyao's beautiful jade face, and her beautiful eyes were as indifferent as water. When the blade reached her eyes, she stretched out her jade finger to pinch it, and the seemingly fierce blade stopped in an instant.

Click!

Murong Xiyao pressed lightly with both fingers, and the blade snapped in half instantly.

what! ?

The square-faced disciple was startled.

This blade was inherited from his family, it is extremely strong, but he never wanted to be easily broken by those slender fingers, is Murong Xiyao's strength really useless?

Murong Xi pushed out a palm lightly with Yaoyu's hand, and firmly imprinted it on the opponent's chest.

puff--

The square-faced disciple spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out backwards.

"go!"

Murong Xi raised her skirt and walked towards the inner floor of Baiyun Immortal Mansion.

……

Along the way, even though many disciples blocked him, they had no power to resist Murong Xiyao who was in a state of full blood.

As for Qin Yang, following behind his wife, pointing at those downed disciples and yelling at trash from time to time, the angry disciples itched their teeth and almost vomited blood.

Call us rubbish, don't you hide behind women and show off your power?
But Qin Yang didn't care about that.

What's wrong with being a jerk?What happened to the soft rice?What's wrong with following a woman's ass?
Brother's wife is so impatient, why can't she show off her might! ?

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At this moment, in the main hall of Baiyun Immortal Mansion, Elder Mo is reporting today's events to the First Elder, the Dharma Guardian and others.

Hearing Elder Mo's words, the Great Elder Li Zhixuan of Baiyun Immortal Mansion frowned deeply, twisted into a word 'Chuan', and said lightly:

"One person can defeat more than 50 of our outer disciples. This Qin Yang is a bit too evil. After all, he just came to the fairyland not long ago, so how could he have such strong strength."

"The son of the Chosen One, his strength naturally cannot be viewed with the eyes of ordinary people." Liu Hufa, who is the Baiyun Immortal Mansion, smiled slightly.

Chosen Son?
The elders were startled, not knowing why.

Li Zhixuan understood something, and asked in surprise: "So he is Bai Dixuan's son? No wonder, I said why this name is so familiar."

Hearing the words 'Baidixuan', the rest of the elders were also stunned.

"Hmph, so what about the son of the Chosen One? Could it be that our Baiyun Immortal Mansion allows him to bully us?"

An old man in black robe snorted coldly, "No matter what, we must teach that kid a lesson. In my opinion, we should send someone to amputate his hands and feet. To save him from death is also a manifestation of the benevolence and righteousness of my Baiyun Immortal Mansion."

"Don't be too impulsive, this 'first faction' is also a bit evil, it's not too late to figure out the situation before you start." An elder reminded.

"What are you afraid of, let's cripple the person first!" the black-robed elder said sharply.

Those outer disciples were selected by him one by one, but now they are beaten, it is undoubtedly a slap in the face, no matter what, Qin Yang must be taught a lesson!
Li Zhixuan pondered for a moment, looked at Elder Mo and asked, "You said just now that Qin Yang was related to the theft of the spiritual liquid in the material factory. Is there any direct evidence?"

Elder Mo shook his head: "There is no evidence, but it must be related to Qin Yang. The theft of the fairy liquid and the construction of the 'first faction' palace belonged to the same day, and it would never be such a coincidence."

"Elder, why don't you tell the material factory about this in advance, so that the Zhao family can deal with Qin Yang?" said the elder.

"Why let them deal with it? Could it be that our disciples were beaten in vain? Qin Yang is just a mere Qin Yang. Even if he has capable people behind him to help, how can our Baiyun Immortal Mansion be afraid of him!"

The black-robed elder was dissatisfied.

Facing the argument between the two, Li Zhixuan thought for a while, and said lightly: "Go and tell the Zhao family about this first. Besides, Elder Shen is right. Qin Yang injured so many of our disciples, so we should teach him a lesson, otherwise we will fall into danger." It hurt our Baiyun Immortal Mansion's face."

"Great Elder, let me go, the old man wants to see what that kid can do!"

The black-robed elder said coldly, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Elder, it's not good!"

At this moment, a panicked voice came from outside the door, and a disciple came running in a panic with an extremely panicked expression.

"What's going on, what's the matter in such a panic!" Li Zhixuan said displeased.

That disciple said tremblingly: "Grand Elder, Qin Yang and Murong Xiyao from the first...first sect have come in, and none of the disciples can stop them..."

(End of this chapter)