Mo Bei turned his head, looked at Ye Qinghong expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice: "Can I challenge him?"

"It's OK...but...Brother Mo Bei, you..." Ye Qinghong hesitated, just halfway through his words.

Ji Wubing laughed wildly: "Hahaha, do you want to challenge me? Dreaming! Let me tell you that although this Taixu Sect does not prohibit challenges, the challenge must be taken into effect when both parties are voluntarily.

Otherwise, if you dare to touch a hair of me, you will inevitably be severely punished by the sect. How about it? I won’t agree to your challenge. Come and hit me. If you have the will, you will hit me!"

His arrogant and arrogant expression was not only angry with Ye Qingshuang, Mo Bei and Qinghong, but even the disciples watching around could not bear to watch it. They whispered and pointed:

"This Ji Wubing is really shameless. He even retreated when facing a challenge from a disciple who has just started."

Someone nodded and said, "Yes, it's shameless to bully the new disciple with his identity!"

Some Ye family disciples were even furious and said, "This beast, don't let me meet him next time!"

Listening to everyone's sarcasm, Ji Wubing's face was sometimes blue and sometimes white, and he was very embarrassed. He looked at Mo Bei sinisterly, with a trace of resentment in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you kneel down quickly! Do you really want to disobey the sect rules!"

Just when both sides were at a strife and the atmosphere was tense, suddenly-

"Ji Wubing, you little bastard, dare to be arrogant now. It's really a way out in heaven and you don't go, and you don't have a way out in hell! You're looking for death!"

A angrily shout came from the overpass.

Listening to the long-lost familiar voice, Mo Bei raised his eyebrows and looked up again.

Then I saw that the previously empty hanging iron chain bridge was filled with people in the blink of an eye. It was so powerful that it was walking towards this side with great momentum.

The young man in the lead stared at his eyes as if he was a copper bell, round and round, his eyes were so angry that he was even stretched open. Under his bronze skin, the muscles were tangled, showing the power of mania.

At first glance, hundreds of disciples gathered together, crowded with people! They were all fierce and fierce, like a bunch of killing gods. I am afraid that the elders would be afraid of coming in such a mighty way.

If that vicious look could kill people, I am afraid that the three or five disciples of Ji Wubing would have been poked by countless sharp-cut eyes.

The disciples around him were so scared that their faces turned pale. They hurriedly hid aside and scattered, fearing that they would anger the group of killing gods.

"Yes, it's Long Haotian! It's Long Haotian!"

"Oh my God, why did Long Haotian come out? He wasn't he taken as a disciple by Wang Zhenren from Longling, and is he in seclusion!?"

"Shh, whisper. Just talk about him behind Senior Brother Haotian, be careful that you will be finished if he hears you!"

Ji Wubing and others' faces became more and more embarrassing. They wanted to leave, but they could not escape at this critical moment.

"Little bastard, I won't peel you for a few days, it's because my skin is itchy!"

Long Haotian rolled up his sleeves, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He stared at Ji Wubing, furious.

Ji Wubing's heart was thrilled. Looking at the hundreds of inner disciples, he felt a little afraid, but he was so harsh and said: "Long Haotian, today's affairs have nothing to do with you. It's my Haoran Ridge's affairs. Although you are the guardian of Qinlong Ridge, you can't care about my Haoran Ridge's affairs!"

"Hmph? What's the matter with Haoran Ridge?" Long Haotian curled his lips with great disdain and said domineeringly: "What a mess, I'll take care of it if I want to!"

"This is not an outer sect. Your aristocratic family can cover the sky with one hand. This is an inner sect. My master and the others are the real controllers of the sect!"

"Are you going to interfere in the internal things of my Haoran Ridge?" Ji Wubing narrowed his eyes, thought he had grabbed Long Haotian's handle, and said with a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, Long Haotian didn't take this seriously at all and retorted: "Yes, so what if I intervene? I have the will to ask you elders to come to me. You are such a small mess, and you are not qualified to talk to me at all!"

"It's from Haoran Ridge, right?" Long Haotian nodded in disbelief, turned around, glanced at the disciple behind him for a few glances, and shouted: "Where is Yang Wan! Get out of me! Where have you been hiding!"

The disciples behind him instantly retreated aside and looked at Long Haotian respectfully.

A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd with a dark face and a pale face. Yu Guang glared at Ji Wubing fiercely.

Ji Wubing was still relying on the fact that it was inside Haoran Ridge, and was fearless.

But when his eyes fell on the middle-aged man, his eyes immediately stiffened, and a hint of shock appeared. The corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he said in his heart that something was wrong: "Oh no, terrible, it was him!"

"Yang Wan, I remember right," Long Haotian pinched his chin and snorted a few times, "You should be the guardian of Haoranling."

"Uh... old, boss."

Yang Wan smiled awkwardly and nodded, "It's indeed the guardian of Haoranling."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. After a moment, they widened their eyes, and the unbelievable shock almost overflowed!

"No! Yang Wan just called Senior Brother Haotian?"

"I heard it right, it should be the old man, boss!"

"He actually took all the guardians of Haoranling as his younger brother!"

Ji Wubing, who was beside him, heard Yang Wan's words say, the arrogant and domineering expression on his face suddenly frozen. It was like a basin of cold water pouring him through from head to toe, making him feel cold.

Long Haotian snorted angrily, squinted his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Give you half a stick of incense to solve this problem. Humph!"

Listening to his words, Yang Wan couldn't help but tremble and said to himself: "That's bad, the boss seems to be really angry. If it's spilled on my head."

Thinking of this, Yang Wan couldn't help but shiver and walked forward with a dark face. His eyes, which were not big, tried his best to widen, looked at Ji Wubing with an almost murderous look, and gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"What are you doing here!"

Ji Wubing's face suddenly changed and he said in panic: "Yang Wan protector, I. The disciple just met an old friend by chance. I...he..."

For a moment, Ji Wuyan stuttered and didn't know what to say. He wanted to regret it.

"Why did you meet Yang Wan? Yang Wan is one of the twelve deacons of Haoranling. He is specialized in promoting the internship and guardians of Haoranling, but he is his own boss!"

"What, Yang Wan is actually Long Haotian's younger brother?"

Ji Wubing felt absurd in his heart, and fainted in his mind, almost staggering to the ground, wishing he vomited blood.

At this moment, Ye Qinghong hummed. He walked up and looked at Ji Wubing with a smile on his face, and said without hesitation: "Ah, Ji Wubing and Brother Mo Bei are old friends."

When Yang Wan heard this, he felt relieved. He could see that the newly-entered disciple in front of him seemed to have a close relationship with his boss, Long Haotian!

Ji Wubing was worried that he didn't know what to say, but was also a little stunned at this moment. Looking at Ye Qinghong in disbelief, he had just had a little happiness in his heart. Before the smile on his face was completely revealed, Ye Qinghong's next words completely drove him into the abyss.

Ye Qinghong's lively eyes were curved into two beautiful moon buds, showing harmless smiles from humans and animals, and said sweetly: "This Ji Wubing, I have to say that I have to implement the sect rules, and I have to ask Brother Mo Bei to bow and kneel down to him. What else do you say, Brother Mo Bei, Long Haotian, and the little brother Long Haotian received, are they all, are they all? "

Listening to Ye Qinghong's explanation, Ji Wubing gasped and felt like he was turning upside down: "This little girl Xipi is going to kill someone!!"

"I, I don't...I'm not..." At this moment, Ji Wubing was speechless, his whole face turned from green to red, and it was extremely difficult to see. He was so scared that he hesitated and speechless.

Yang Wan's heart trembled, subconsciously glanced at Long Haotian, bit him hard, swung his right hand, and slapped Ji Wubing in the face!

"Bang!"

The slap was extremely powerful, and in full view of everyone, he slapped Ji Wubing hard on the face.

He was caught off guard, and his powerful force shocked his whole body into the air, and he collapsed two or three teeth and fell heavily to the ground.

"Get out of here!! From now on, you have been canceled from the position of apprentice guardian, go back to chop firewood!!"

Yang Wan almost roared, his eyes roaring with anger.

"It's over, it's over now! The boss is angry and angry..." Thinking of this possibility, Yang Wan became more and more angry, wishing to vent all his anger on Ji Wubing, and immediately deprived him of his position as an intern.

"Get out of here, get back in here!!"

The latter sat on the ground, his eyes were filled with stars, his teeth were broken, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his face was ashes, and Yang Wan's words were echoed in his ears.

"It's over, it's over. The position of the apprentice guardian is gone. It has been spent so much energy and so many spirit stones. I worked hard for three years and I only sat in the apprentice guardian yesterday."

"Everything about mine, everything about mine! It's all gone!"

Ji Wubing felt desolate in his heart, and stood there in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and his face today was completely lost.

Perhaps, among the outer disciples of Mo Bei's generation, he could be regarded as a genius among hundreds of people.

But in this Taixu Sect, which is shining the sand, all kinds of geniuses emerge one after another. Who is he?

"Mo Bei, it's all you, it's all you!! All this is caused by you!! My three years of hard work! All my rights, glory and wealth!! It's all destroyed in your hands!! I will never let you go, I want you to die!! I want you to never be reborn!!"

If there was no one present now, Ji Wubing would probably be crazy. He couldn't help but roar and shout, and his resentful expression was like the most resentful evil ghost curse under the Nine Netherworld.

The seeds of hatred are planted madly in Ji Wubing's heart.

Originally surrounded by Ji Wubing, the Haoranling disciples who were flattering him, now saw this look, they would not stand with Ji Wubing, so busy retreating away and keeping a distance from him.
Chapter completed!