Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Seeing Jiang Wuchen's face turned pale, she bowed her head and said nothing. Wumei was very proud, especially surrounded by a circle of disciples of the eight sects of the ethereal palace. Wumei, as the eldest martial sister of the sword sect, continued to sneer: "I think junior sister Wuyi must have deliberately attracted Jiang Wuchen, right? There is revenge and resentment before Shizu rises..."

Although Wuyi looks older than Meng youruo, she is much younger than Wumei. She knows that Meng youruo has had some terrible things, but over the years, these things are almost forgotten. She can think that the person who hurt Meng youruo is the leader of the Green Dragon View in front of her.

Wuyi looked at Jiang Wuchen in horror and didn't know how to reply Wumei for a moment.

Jiang Wuchen's depressed mood is not because of fear, but because Wumei's unobstructed complaint tore open the old scar again. Jiang Wuchen is not afraid of pain. He is worried about Meng youruo. She has escaped from the original storm center for many years.

After the outbreak here, she fled back to her original place and ran back and forth. She was afraid to face the reality. It was also to avoid secular prejudice and hope that everything about her would pass quickly. However, this storm of verbal punishment never stopped.

At the moment, Meng youruo is not here, but the harm to her is a shameless old woman like Wumei.

"Look, it's this man!" Wumei reached out and pointed to Jiang Wuchen. "Some of you may not know him. This man's name is Jiang Wuchen! The legendary rich second generation had an extraordinary family background in the world. He used violence to force a relationship with our martial uncle Meng youruo in Qizhou. This behavior is... Strong..."

Before she finished her words, Jiang Wuchen's big ear scraped and lightning shot. The palm was thrown very fast and mixed with a soul force. Wumei didn't think Jiang Wuchen dared to shoot. Even if she thought of it, she couldn't react.

Pop!

This slap hit Wumei heavily on the cheek, hit Wumei's brain with a buzzing sound, and there was a brief faint. I just felt that in the spirit sea, the seven spiritual senses were like a knife cutting. In an instant, the body was short circuited, out of control, and fell out.

Fortunately, there are Wuyu Jianzong disciples behind him. He quickly helped Wumei.

The people were shocked and foolish without clothes. She had a bad feeling that things were going to make a big deal! Wumei is the eldest martial sister of the leader disciple of Jianzong. She is a spiritual cultivation. She has some prestige among the third generation of young disciples. Many female disciples buy her account.

Although this is not her home, she does not regard herself as an outsider. People without clothes are also polite to her.

Jiang Wuchen slapped Wu Mei in the face of hundreds of three generations of disciples, and the crisp voice spread all over the training field.

Even the most peripheral disciples can clearly recognize that it is the sound of palm slapping on the face.

For a moment, the scene was silent.

Jiang Wuchen's indifferent face has a touch of sadness, but his eyes are as calm as ever.

Wumei waited for three seconds and finally came back to her senses. "Eech? Jiang Wuchen, you dare to do it and die!" while talking, a wave of vitality hit Jiang Wuchen.

Wumei is a water system, and the spirit cultivates. The vitality of this water system uses a certain water system divine power, but the level of divine power perception is relatively low, I'm afraid there are only three levels at most.

The water wave and air current rushed to Jiang Wuchen and was immediately blocked by an invisible air cover. Jiang Wuchen carried his hands behind him. The invisible air cover suddenly spread out in front of him, forming a rebound and hitting Wumei.

Bang!

When there was no Merton, he flew out and spit out blood.

In just a few years, Jiang Wuchen... Was so terrible! You don't even need to move your hand. You can hit Wumei hard just by urging your breath.

Seeing that the fight started, many disciples at the scene retreated and opened the formation. Wuyu took out a long sword from the heaven and earth bag and pointed to Jiang Wuchen, "martial brothers, this person is here to find fault. Let's go together."

Almost everyone at the scene didn't understand the gratitude and resentment between Jiang Wuchen and Wumei. Wumei has a certain prestige here, but she said a few words that are slightly unpleasant. Even if they are inappropriate, they won't be beaten in the face or seriously injured.

This is where the ethereal palace is located. The man was dressed in Taoist clothes and seriously injured Wumei when he came up. He not only hurt Wumei, but also hit the face of the ethereal palace.

For a time, at least dozens of people were armed. They also saw that Jiang Wuchen's cultivation was extraordinary, but several teachers and patriarchs were in the hall. There was news here, and they could come out in minutes.

Qingmu and Qingfeng's face changed slightly. Unexpectedly, they came up and caused such things. However, although they were nervous and afraid, they stood firmly behind Jiang Wuchen.

In the hall, the disciple of the ethereal sect who had just left came with a middle-aged woman. His temples were white, his thick eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, his big eyes were bright, just like a man, and his face was dignified, "stop!"

When she came out to have a cold drink, many disciples immediately restrained and dared not move.

This person is the chief disciple of jimie, and also Meng youruo's elder martial sister.

Jiang Wuchen turns his eyes to E. e's cultivation is good. Through the perception of soul power, she has appeared soul body, which surprised Jiang Wuchen.

Soul cultivation is not easy, especially when there is no clear soul cultivation skill, usually you can reach soul cultivation only after becoming a saint.

Although she was Meng youruo's elder martial sister, Meng youruo didn't know much about soul cultivation before. It can be seen that there are not many soul cultivation laws in the ethereal sect. She is afraid that she is not proficient in this aspect, but her soul cultivation has reached the realm of melting spirit. She is afraid that she has become a saint.

She is also observing Jiang Wuchen. Jiang Wuchen can feel the existence of her soul, and she can naturally feel the situation of Jiang Wuchen.

"Master!" Wu Yi ran over and whispered in her ear.

She nodded slightly, glanced coldly at Wumei, who was beaten and vomited blood, and then said to Jiang Wuchen, "leader Wuchen, please come in and talk to your mentor."

"No!" Wumei shouted angrily, looked at e and said angrily: "martial uncle, he slapped the disciple and seriously injured the disciple just now. Martial uncle didn't see it."

Luo e Leng said, "presumptuous! This is the leader of Qinglong temple. Only Shifu has the same status. You are rude and contradict. You deserve to be beaten!"

"Elder martial sister!" she came out with a white dress and a charming smile behind her. She was surrounded by several middle-aged men and women with high accomplishments, needless to say, they were the heads of other sects of the ethereal palace.

He looked at Jiang Wuchen and smiled, "long time no see, Jiang Wuchen. I've been looking for you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you here."

Before Jiang Wuchen went up the mountain, he thought he might meet Kong. After all, the sword sect still belongs to the ethereal palace. If ethereal sect can invite him up the mountain, it will certainly invite Kong