The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 866

The disciples following Wang Changning were generally older than the disciples of the Dixuan Sect.

Wang Changning walked down the steps slowly, with a mocking look on his face, and said to Qi Zhi: "Junior Brother Qi, are you running Xuanmen into a nursery? It has become so low, can any cat or dog come in now?"

Wang Changning spoke very harshly, and the disciples present immediately showed an angry look on their faces, clenched their fists tightly and stared at Wang Changning angrily, wishing they could open their mouths and curse back.

But Xuanmen attaches great importance to respect and order, and they are juniors so they can't do any disrespectful behavior towards Wang Changning.

Standing beside Yan Tao, Qi Zhi said in a cold voice, "At least these disciples are on the roster of the Taoist sect, with the consent of the patriarch.

The people you brought back are not from my Taoism no matter how superb their Taoism is.

I also ask you to leave the Xuanmen. "

A look of slight surprise appeared in Wang Changning's eyes, as if he didn't expect that this junior who had been suppressed by him in the past like a bereaved dog would have the courage to talk back to him.

Wang Changning glanced at the young man sitting on the rattan chair, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. He had fought against Yan Tao several times and he was defeated repeatedly. The last time he even went to the hospital and almost died.

The young man's methods are too weird, so weird that it is frightening.

Wang Changning was about to say something, when he suddenly saw the young man lazily standing up, his handsome face revealed a three-point coolness, and the bottom of his peach blossom eyes were like cold pools.

He glanced at him with a half-smile, and scolded him coldly, "It's really noisy."

Wang Changning felt that the young man looked over as if he was looking at something dirty, so he gritted his teeth fiercely.
Since his master left, he has dominated the world of metaphysics for more than ten years, and almost no one can match him.

Although he still hasn't obtained the position of the head of the Taoist sect, his authority is extremely heavy.

Wang Changning sneered, walked towards the Xuanmen, and said coldly, "They are not disciples of Xuanmen, but I am."

"Arrange a room for me." Wang Changning ordered Qi Zhi in a commanding tone.

Qi Zhi frowned. He couldn't refuse Wang Changning's words.

The disciples all showed reluctance, but before Wang Changning could show his complacency, the boy on the wicker chair turned his head lazily and chuckled, "Have I allowed you to live here?"

Wang Changning confronted him tit for tat, his eyes sharp as a knife: "What qualifications do you have to make this decision?"

Young Master Yan smiled coldly, he stood up slowly, waved his white hands, and clenched his fists lightly under Wang Changning's gaze.

"Just because my fist is heavier than yours, you'd better get out before I get angry, or don't blame me for being cruel."

There was a trace of coldness in Young Master Yan's eyes. His gaze swept over Wang Changning's slightly sparse hair, and he said with a smile, "Is the feeling of being electrocuted all over your body not bad? You only have a few hairs left in your hair." For the sake of this, I won't care as much as you do."

There was a bright sarcasm in the young man's words, and the Taoist disciples who heard from the side couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh.

(End of this chapter)