Ancient Martial God

Deacon Yang, who was a quasi-sage, was actually punched away by Xiao Yun. After landing, Deacon Yang took several steps back before stopping. His originally rosy complexion turned pale, which shows the power of Xiao Yun's punch. How old is it?

"Who are you?" Deacon Yang glared at Xiao Yun. An ordinary Tongfeng disciple would never have such terrifying strength.

With a cultivation level at the peak of the ninth realm, the power released could actually knock him, a quasi-sage, away with one punch. This Xiao Yun was definitely not an ordinary person.

Xiao Yun has always adhered to the principle of not offending others unless they offend me, but if someone offends him, Xiao Yun will not be polite.

Originally, it was just a quarrel, and they could be punished casually. However, because Deacon Yang knew Feng Shi, he wanted to put them in a dark prison.

Forget it, Deacon Yang still bullies the weak.

"Aren't you asking me to kneel down? Then let's see if it's you kneeling down or me!" Xiao Yun had already stepped out, and the golden body slowly emerged.

Seeing this scene, Deacon Yang's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect that Xiao Yun had actually comprehended the Supreme Gold True Body. With the surge of the Supreme Gold True Body, Xiao Yun's power had surpassed the peak of the ninth realm.

boom!

Xiao Yun's body collided, causing the airflow to surge.

Physical training...

Li Da and others were stunned.

The next moment, Xiao Yun had appeared in front of Deacon Yang. The speed was staggering. Before the others could react, Xiao Yun had already kicked Deacon Yang on the knee.

Deacon Yang directly released his strongest sword intent to counterattack. He wanted to chop off Xiao Yun's feet. However, the moment the sword intent touched Xiao Yun's feet, he was killed by the sword intent aroused from Xiao Yun's feet.

Knife Body Fellow Practitioners...

Deacon Yang's face looked as ugly as possible.

Bang!

Xiao Yun kicked Deacon Yang on the knee, and heard the sound of bones breaking. Deacon Yang groaned and knelt on the ground on the spot.

Feng Shi and others were shocked, and even the disciples of the Fourth Sword Peak who heard the movement and came up to watch were also shocked. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

Li Da and the other three stared blankly at this scene. Their expressions were a little dazed, as if they were in a dream. Xiao Yun, who was still chatting and laughing with them, actually kicked the Quasi-Saint Deacon of the Internal Affairs Hall to pieces and broke his knee. Let him kneel down...

Deacon Yang's knees were completely shattered and he couldn't stand up at all. At this moment, he only felt great humiliation.

"You are so brave, you dare to attack me. Do you know that I am the deacon of the House of Internal Affairs..." Deacon Yang said angrily in pain.

Snapped!

Xiao Yun slapped Deacon Yang on the face, causing the left side of Deacon Yang's face to swell up.

Li Da and others were stunned for a moment.

"As a deacon of the House of Internal Affairs, if the law is unfair, do you still have the nerve to be a deacon?" Xiao Yun looked at Deacon Yang coldly, seeing Feng Shi's deception and Deacon Yang's favoritism. It was obvious that this kind of thing was very familiar. The two of them did it not once or twice.

"You dare to hurt me...you are dead..." Deacon Yang yelled.

Snapped!

Xiao Yun slapped him again, and the right side of his face was swollen again.

At this moment, there was a commotion from behind the crowd, and Archdeacon Liu Yue came with his people. He heard that someone was making trouble in the North Tower, and someone beat up the deacon of the House of Internal Affairs. Liu Yue didn't believe it at all.

You must know that no matter how bad the deacons of the Internal Affairs Hall are, they are all quasi-sages, and the deacons of the Internal Affairs Hall generally will not provoke other novice saints at will. How could anyone hit the deacons of the Internal Affairs Hall?

When he saw Deacon Yang kneeling on the ground with his cheeks swollen, Archdeacon Liu Yue couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as was the deacon who followed him.

The deacon of the House of Internal Affairs was really beaten...

"Arch Deacon, you have to make the decision for me..." Deacon Yang couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Arch Deacon Liu Yue and others approaching, and shouted quickly.

"What's going on?" Archdeacon Liu Yue said with a dark face.

"It's him, he hit me..." Deacon Yang pointed at Xiao Yun.

"It's actually you..."

When Archdeacon Liu Yue saw Xiao Yun's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned. Others may not have much impression of him, but Xiao Yun left a big impression on him. After all, he was brought by Yu Feng.

Hearing these words, Deacon Yang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Xiao Yun really knew the Archdeacon Liu Yue?

Archdeacon Liu Yue's expression changed, but he remained silent.

Because not long ago, news came that the two most powerful ancestors of the Holy Clan had left seclusion and swept across Yaori City. Not only did they directly destroy the Yaori Clan, they also took back Yaori City and re-established it. It was renamed Shenglin City.

The Holy Clan, which was already in decline, has regained some of its prestige because of the two extremely holy and powerful ancestors. Although Archdeacon Liu Yue is not afraid of the Saint Clan, he must also consider the impact.

And Xiao Yun is still a disciple of the Saint Clan...

If the two most saintly and powerful ancestors of the Saint Clan have not recovered, Liu Yue can do whatever he wants with Xiao Yun. But now there are rumors that the two most holy and powerful ancestors may have recovered, so he wants to control Xiao Yun. The influence of the Saints must also be considered.

What's more, Xiao Yun, a guy with a peak cultivation level in the ninth realm, actually injured Deacon Yang...

Naturally, Liu Yue didn't think it was Xiao Yun's personal strength. He might have been injured by Xiao Yun because of some treasure given by the Saint Clan and Deacon Yang's underestimation of the enemy.

How to deal with this matter...

Archdeacon Liu Yue is in a bit of a dilemma, and it will be very troublesome if he doesn't handle it well.

"Grand Deacon, isn't this matter difficult to deal with? As a disciple of the Sword Holy Land, he injured the internal affairs deacon. According to the rules of the Fourth Sword Peak of the Sword Holy Land, he should be severely punished. What's more, this person has strong self-control Jue, if you don’t take the Archdeacon seriously, are you just going to endure it?”

A familiar voice suddenly came from the corner, and a young man walked out, followed by four maids.

Yuan Hao......

Xiao Yun looked at the young man walking out with great surprise. He did not expect to meet Yuan Hao here.

Not only Xiao Yun was surprised, Yuan Hao was also surprised. He came to the North Tower to pick up a meal on behalf of Princess Xuanyou, and saw someone making trouble. What made him even more unbelievable was that he actually met Xiao Yun here.

Xiao Yun actually came to the Rakshasa Realm of the seventh heaven...

Not only that, Xiao Yun actually entered the Sacred Land of Swords.

What shocked Yuan Hao even more was that Xiao Yun's cultivation was already at the peak of the ninth realm, surpassing him. Not only that, Yuan Hao watched the process of Xiao Yun injuring Deacon Yang.

Yuan Hao stood in the corner, staring at Xiao Yun. The more he looked at him, the more murderous he became, but he knew that he could not deal with Xiao Yun.

The only way to deal with Xiao Yun is to borrow strength.

With the help of other people's power, such as the power of the Archdeacon Liu Yue who was fawning over him.

No matter how powerful Xiao Yun is, at best he is just a Tongfeng disciple from the Fourth Sword Peak. Liu Yue is the chief deacon of the House of Internal Affairs, and it is not an easy task to kill a Tongfeng disciple.

Therefore, Yuan Hao decided to use his power to kill Xiao Yun, not only for revenge, but also to curb Xiao Yun's growth. Otherwise, if Xiao Yun is allowed to continue to grow, he will have no hope of revenge in his life.

Seeing Yuan Hao, Archdeacon Liu Yue's expression became more complicated. Ordinary people didn't know Yuan Hao's identity, but he knew very well that this was Princess Xuanyou's entourage, and Princess Xuanyou relied heavily on this person.

A death order has been issued from above, no matter what the cost, Princess Xuanyou must join the Fourth Sword Peak, so the great deacon Liu Yue decided to start from Yuan Hao's side and let Yuan Hao say some good things to Princess Xuanyou to strengthen her. Princess Xuanyou’s determination to join the Fourth Sword Peak.

If Princess Xuanyou can enter the Fourth Sword Peak, then this will not only be a great achievement, but also establishing a good relationship with Yuan Hao will be of great benefit to the great deacon Liu Yue. In the future, if Princess Xuanyou can help him say something to her superiors, With a good word, maybe he will be promoted to the elder of the House of Internal Affairs soon.

It is true that Xiao Yun is a disciple of the Saint Clan, but there are so many disciples of the Saint Clan, and the two extremely holy and powerful ancestors who have just come out of seclusion will not go against the Holy Land of Swords for Xiao Yun.

Archdeacon Liu Yue finally made a decision after weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

"In a public place, you injured a Yinfeng disciple and seriously injured the deacon of the Internal Affairs Hall. According to the rules of the Fourth Sword Peak of our Sword Holy Land, you have violated the rules and seriously injured the deacon of the Internal Affairs Hall. You have already committed a crime. A grave sin has been committed.”

When Archdeacon Liu Yue said this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice to Xiao Yun: "Now, you will be punished for several crimes. You will be escorted to the third floor of the black cell of the Internal Affairs Hall and imprisoned there for a hundred years!"