I Have a Treasure Chest in Another World

"Why? Do you still want to stop us?" Yue Xiong sneered, "Is this how your Lingyun Sect treats guests?"

"Our Lingyun Sect only welcomes guests, what kind of guests are you? You abolished one of our elders as soon as you came!" said a Lingyun Sect disciple.

"Yes, you are not worthy of being our guests!"

"You are not good people!"

"..."

The disciples of Ling Yunzong said immediately.

After Yue Xiong heard this, he sneered: "Yuan Zaifeng!"

"Yes! Senior Brother Yue Xiong!" Yuan Zaifeng suddenly shot his hand and blasted the disciple of Lingyunzong who spoke first. How could that disciple of Lingyunzong be Yuan Zaifeng's opponent? He didn't even have time to react and was already caught. Repelled.

The disciple of the Lingyun Sect flew more than ten feet away, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Don't talk nonsense in front of our Senior Brother Yue Xiong, we are just disciplining the elders for you Lingyun Sect!" Yuan Zaifeng said with disdain.

This disciple of the Lingyun Sect was also sent away, but this time, the others here dared not speak anymore, and they would be labeled as such if they said a wrong sentence. They didn't want to follow this disciple's footsteps.

"Hurry up and ask your Sect Master to come out, otherwise, we are going to leave!" Yue Xiong said again.

Du Yun had already heard about this, and he was anxious again. He was relieved to hear that Lu Ting had been sent to Master Tao Hua’s place. It seemed that this time, he didn’t want to go. Shang Shen Ling went over with him.

"Sect Master, it seems that this time, the visitors are not good, and I am afraid that their Heavenly Sword Sect has no purpose!" Shen Ling said.

"I have thought about this, but I think we should be able to handle it!" Du Yun replied.

"Sure enough, this Yue Xiong is as rumored, his strength and talent are a genius that has been rare in a thousand years! And his martial spirit is even the seventh-level weapon Lei Zun sword!" Shen Ling sighed.

"And the place he is stronger than Qin Mo is that he has grown up. Now he has the strength of the eighth level of the Wuxu realm and has two spirit abilities. Even if I face him, there is no Sure of winning!" Du Yun nodded.

During the conversation between the two, they had already seen those from the Heavenly Sword Gate.

...

At this time, Lu Ting and the injured disciple had been sent to the bamboo house of Master Tao Hua.

After Master Tao Hua asked about the situation, he frowned: "That disciple can just be left here, but this one, Lu Ting, I can't help him!"

"What? Master Tao Hua, what should I do then?" a disciple said anxiously.

"Tao...Master Tao Hua, I...Is there really no way to recover my hands?" Lu Ting said with a dead face.

"It's not impossible, I think, someone might be able to help you!" Tao Hua said.

"Master Tao Hua, you mean... Master Qin Mo... Senior Brother?" Lu Ting said.

"Yes! Only he can save you!" Tao Hua replied.

"Only he can save me?" Lu Ting said pale.

"I will treat the wound for you first. You must find my master in a short time. Otherwise, your arm will never recover!" Tao Hua said only.

"Well, we will go to Si Guofeng to find him now!" Lu Ting said quickly at this time.

As soon as Du Yun arrived, Liu Zhong’s face immediately smiled, and he greeted him: “Sect Master, I’m really very sorry. Our sect’s Yue Xiong accidentally injured an elder of Guizong. He apologized to the suzerain!"