Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The leader of the group was Ren Guofei.    

"What's wrong, Senior-apprentice Brother Ren?"    

The faces of the three of them were extremely unsettled. There were still many footprints on them, and even their robes had been torn. Seeing this, quite a few people's hearts tightened.    

"Junior Brother Ye, not good, Junior Sister Ningzhen and the others … We were detained by Luo Feng's men, and a few of our fellow apprentices were injured by them. The three of us took the chance and ran out, quickly go take a look. "    

"Luo Feng?" How did they find out? "    

Ye Feng's face sank. The sales targets this time were basically all the customers from last time, and a large group of people were not Martial Cultivator s, so the transaction was extremely secretive.    

Even if someone found out, Luo Fa's reaction wouldn't be so fast.    

"I saw Zhong Ziqi that sh * t guy, he was staying with Luo Wang's group. In this month, Zhong Ziqi brought his dog friends and swept the floor of my Factotum Tavern. It's him. "    

When Zhong Ziqi was mentioned, the three of them were immediately enraged.    

Just now, when everyone was beaten up, Zhong Ziqi and his group of outer sect disciples fought the hardest.    

"F * ck, you're going too far. Why can't we sell a net that can sell? Fight them to the death! "    

"Right, we cannot allow others to bully our Floor Sweeping Sect any longer. At worst, we can just fight to the death and break the net. It won't be easy for anyone."    

Hearing Ren Guofei's explanation, all the other service disciples in the hall stood up in anger, waving their fists in the air.    

After a month of devilish training, their mental state had undergone a huge change. It was also due to this that they were able to arouse the temper that was hidden deep within their bones.    

Pairs of blood red eyes stared at Ye Feng, waiting for him to speak.    

Boom! *    

He punched on the table, Ye Feng waved his hand at the crowd, and said coldly: "I want to see, what kind of net is this, and whether it's because of their tenacity, or the toughness of us brothers!"    

"Let's go and spar with Luo Yuan …"    

"Brothers, let's fight with those raiders!"    

With Ye Feng's order, dozens of people howled like wolves and followed him out of the door.    

Under the leadership of Ren Guo Fei and the other two, a large group of people rushed across the plaza with killing intent, followed by Guan Buyu and the other two with a gloomy expression.    

"Eh …" What's wrong with these service disciples? "    

"Why does it feel like I've eaten lightning and fire, and the smell of gunpowder is overwhelming?"    

The killing intent coming like the wind caused all the disciples who saw it to raise their eyebrows.    

"To be able to cause this bunch of cowering turtles to fly into a rage, I wonder what big matter has happened."    

"However, the three people at the back of the team … With a strong aura and an unfriendly expression, you must have been invited by a service disciple to support you. "    

"He seems very powerful …"    

The sense of existence of service disciples in the Earthly Essence Sect was too low, and they had always been the target of pressure. Even the elder in charge of them, Tu, usually had to endure it silently.    

Today, this group of service disciples was in an uproar. The sun was rising from the west.    

"Let's go. There might be a good show to watch. Let's go take a look as well!"    

Under the strong curiosity, many Martial Cultivator chose to follow behind the Floor Sweeping Sect as they wanted to see what was going on.    

If they really did start a fight, such a large scale group fight would most likely attract the attention of the sect's elders. So, they didn't go too close and chose to stay at the back.    

As they followed the janitor disciple forward, many people noticed that something was wrong. Their path was clearly a straight path towards the inner courtyard.    

The service disciple flew into the inner courtyard furiously. Was he trying to rebel?    

After a few more bends, a ruckus suddenly came from the front. A large group of people were gathered at the entrance of the inner courtyard. From time to time, there would even be some hubbub.    

"Isn't that Zhong Ziqi?"    

"Something doesn't seem right, that black clothed inscription master in the middle seems to be …" Luo Ne's Inscription Master, Qing Zhenyi … "    

Seeing the few figures flashing in front of them, the Martial Cultivator s who came over to watch the show all revealed a strange expression. The destinations of the Floor Sweeping Sect people were obviously where Zhong Ziqi and Qing Zhenyi were.    

"Damn, it can't be that Ye Feng …" You must have provoked Luo Feng. "    

"It really is possible, this newbie …" He had immediately stuck his head out on behalf of Floor Sweeping Sect the moment he arrived and provoked Zhong Ziqi and the others. "He's tired of living."    

"..."    

"Kneel!" Kneel down! "    

"Quickly admit your guilt. Junior sister Yuan, for the sake of your Yuan family, as long as you admit your mistake, we can let you go."    

Amidst the chaotic ruckus, the surrounding crowd of people suddenly shouted out.    

The two groups of people faced off against each other.    

The area with more people was filled with Inscription Masters. Even if they weren't Inscription Masters, they were only disciples of the blue-clothed Inner Sect.    

Especially the young man in the lead. His gaze was like a saber, and the gold badge on his chest emitted a lifelike light. That sort of arrogant aura couldn't help but cause the other spectators to subconsciously take a few steps back.    

It was the leader of Luo Ne, Inscription Master Qing Zhenyi.    

At the side of the group, Zhong Ziqi and a dozen or so outer sect disciples were clamoring.    

Compared to them, there were seven or eight Floor Sweeping Sect service disciples.    

Yuan Ningzhen who was standing right in front held the spirit sword in her hand, and looked at Qing Zhenyi, Zhong Ziqi, and the others with anger in her eyes.    

"You bunch of servants sure have guts, to actually …" How dare you steal food from my, Luo Qing Zhenyi's mouth? "    

"Now, I shall give you one last chance. Hand over all your symbols, kneel down and admit your wrongs. Since we are all from the same Earthly Essence Sect, this one has a great deal of authority …" I'll let you off this once. "    

Qing Zhenyi, who had a cold and arrogant expression, spoke with squinted eyes that were filled with disdain.    

"Pah! When did it come to a time when we had to hand over all the inscriptions to you to plead your case?" It was simply … "Bullying others."    

Blood trickled from the corner of Wang Yuwei's mouth as he spat out a mouthful of red saliva in front of Qing Zhenyi.    

"Bullying others?"    

"So what if you're relying on force? "Inscription masters have their own rules. If you want to blame something, blame it on the fact that you're just a janitor disciple. Once you're stronger, you can seek revenge on me. I very much welcome you."    

With a mocking smile on his lips, Qing Zhenyi lightly waved his hand, turned to Zhong Ziqi and said: "Junior Brother Zhong, since they are unwilling to kneel down and confess, then I will have to trouble you to take action for them."    

"Wouldn't it dirty my, Qing Zhenyi's hands if we hit them?"    

"Haha …" "That's …" Zhong Ziqi laughed sinisterly, "Senior Brother Qing, as a Inscription Master, your hands are used to engrave inscriptions, so naturally you are of incomparably high value. I am willing to do it for you."    

With that, he gave Yuan Ningzhen a vague smile, and ordered: "Excluding Sister Ningzhen, beat the rest of them up for me until they kneel down and kowtow."