The three elders, upon hearing this, looked coldly at Qin Yi and his group, their aura sweeping around as they exerted pressure.
Yun ngyao and Ran Zitong once again felt the pressure, as their Qi and blood surged.
Qin Yi frowned, let out a light hum, and at the sa ti, purple light flickered around him.
The three elders all let out a muffled groan, their expressions turning into shock.
Because with Qin Yi's sweep, their pressure was directly shattered.
Yun ngyao couldn't help but sneer, "Your cultivation isn't high, but your montum is substantial. Truly, a full bottle makes no sound but a half-bottle sways."
The three elders' faces turned even uglier, becoming rather sinister, and there was even murder in their gaze towards Yun ngyao.
Qin Yi slightly shook his head; these three appeared to have the mannerisms of immortals, yet in reality, they were narrow-minded and destined for diocrity, which is why they were only at the Divine Separation Stage at their age, and would remain thus in this lifeti.
"You have quite the nerve, daring to harm our Sword Sect disciples," one of the elders chastised Qin Yi.
Qin Yi frowned slightly, clearly displeased.
Ran Zitong's face turned a shade paler, as even the elders of the Sword Sect branch had been dispatched, indicating they were in significant trouble.
"Don't be afraid!" Yun ngyao comforted her, then looked at the speaking elder, "It truly is 'as the upper beam is not straight, the lower beams are askew.' Now I understand where these people learned their arrogance from. You don't even bother to ask what exactly happened, but imdiately rely on the na of the Sword Sect to scold others, how imposing indeed."
The speaking elder's eyes were sinister, "Do you dare to insult this old man? I am Jiang Chuan, the tenth elder of the outer sect of this Sword Sect branch. Insulting is insulting the entire Sword Sect branch, and insulting the Sword Sect branch is insulting the Sword Sect itself. Do you admit your guilt?"
Yun ngyao's exquisite face was filled with deep disdain, not bothering to hide her disgust, "Oh my, I rely stated so truths. Why accuse of such great offenses? I cannot bear such a large hat. I just don't understand why speaking so truth amounts to insulting you, insulting the Sword Sect."
Yun ngyao paused, then continued, "The Sword Sect, a dominator of the entire Southern Middle State, yet the people down below are so fragile-minded. Or is it that you've grown so accustod to arrogance that you cannot bear to hear other voices? At such an advanced age, learn to be a bit calm and generous. Only then can you live long."
Seeing Jiang Chuan's face darken beyond recognition, Ran Zitong's heart couldn't stop pounding. Since she could rember, let alone back then, no one had even dared say a word against the Sword Sect behind their backs. So in her view, Yun ngyao was truly audacious.
Actually, Yun ngyao was emboldened, relying on Qin Yi. Although Ran Zitong felt Qin Yi was not a simple person, she hadn't witnessed Qin Yi in action, so she was still uncertain of him. Besides, this was the Sword Sect, the dominator of the Southern Middle State. She did not believe one person could be powerful enough to oppose the Sword Sect.
Jiang Chuan's face remained unemotional, "Regardless of your reasons, harming our Sword Sect disciples warrants punishnt. I advise you to surrender without resisting, and don't force this old man to take action."
Ran Zitong's expression beca humble as she instinctively tried to explain, "Please calm down, elders. This is all a misunderstanding. We are willing to apologize."
"Apologize, my foot," Yun ngyao interrupted Ran Zitong's words with full mockery, then looked at Jiang Chuan and sneered, "It was your Sword Sect disciple who attacked first. Am I supposed to stick my neck out and wait for them to chop it off?"
Jiang Chuan said in a deep voice, "Our Sword Sect disciples would not act without cause. If they did, it must be your fault."
"You old fellow, do you not talk reason? We..."
"Yaoyao, it's pointless to waste words on them. Frogs in the well cannot speak of the sea, sumr insects cannot speak of ice, man cannot speak with beasts—saying more is futile," Qin Yi frowned, interrupting Yun ngyao's words.
The three elders' expressions beca as foul as they could, as Yun ngyao was at least sowhat civilized. However, the words from Qin Yi likened them to frogs in a well, insects of sumr, and beasts.
Ran Zitong looked at the hideous expressions on the three elders' faces, her legs turning to jelly. She never expected Qin Yi's words to be sharper than Yun ngyao's.
Qin Yi said indifferently, "Let's go."
Isn't it just dealing with a Ba Nian? Leaving the Sword Sect doesn't an he won't be dealt with?
"Stop! The Sword Sect is not a place you can co and go as you please!" Jiang Chuan shouted harshly.
Qin Yi couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind, and said to Yun ngyao and Ran Zitong, "Let's go!"
"Audacious, daring to ignore this old man."
Jiang Chuan was furious, his figure flashed, rushing toward Qin Yi with terrifying might, ready to strike with a powerful palm.
Qin Yi stopped, turned back, and shouted angrily, "Scram!"
The sound was like thunder, transforming into rolling sound waves sweeping forth.
"Boom!"
Jiang Chuan was struck as if by lightning, his clothes instantly torn to shreds, his entire being nearly ripped apart by the sound waves, his body covered in dense wounds, vomiting blood as he flew back faster than he ca, crashing directly into the stone steps at the foot of the mountain. With a bang, two layers of stone steps exploded on impact.
The other two elders were left dumbfounded.
Disciples of the Sword Sect were filled with horror, their eyes frightened as if seeing a ghost.
Ran Zitong's mouth hung open, unable to close for a long ti, her face full of shock.
Only Yun ngyao's expression remained unchanged. She knew this was the result of Qin Yi's restraint. Otherwise, a re sneeze could leave Jiang Chuan without a burial place.
"You, you dare act recklessly in my Sword Sect," an elder pointed trembling at Qin Yi, yelling angrily.
Qin Yi raised a sword-like brow, his face displeased, suddenly vanished from where he stood, reappearing right in front of the elder.
The elder was terrified, his hair and beard standing upright as he frantically retreated.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the surroundings, followed by a howl of pain as the elder was sent flying tens of ters away, bones fractured and muscles torn, his face twisted.
This scene scared the other elder almost to the point of fleeing outright.
The disciples of the Sword Sect scrambled backward on their hands and feet, terrified.
Ran Zitong finally regained her senses, her just-closed mouth opening wide enough to fit an egg. Qin Yi, who looked gentle as jade on the outside like a graceful gentleman, turned out to have such resolute ans?
Qin Yi looked coldly at the Sword Sect mbers, speaking indifferently, "You don't allow anyone to act recklessly in the Sword Sect, but Qin also dislikes being pointed at. Qin has been very polite, do you really take Qin for soone easily bullied? In fact, my temper is not good."
Qin Yi paused, pointing at Ran Zitong, "She is from the Ran Family of Tianming City, suffering a calamity of extermination. Coming to the Sword Sect, she simply seeks justice—is it that hard? Since the Sword Sect na is hung at the entrance of Tianming City, you ought to find out the truth and clear her na. Instead of shirking responsibility and bullying others. Sword Sect, I think 'Shirk Sect' would be more fitting."
The remaining elder's face turned fiery red, but he dared not speak out.
Yun ngyao sneered, "Do you think only your Sword Sect can bully others by relying on status? Now do you feel Miss Ran's earlier emotions? Angry yet unable to speak, isn't it uncomfortable? It should be uncomfortable. You bastards should taste this feeling. Don't think that relying on the Sword Sect ans you can do whatever you want."
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