Xuan Qing Zhenren narrowed his eyes, and his sharp gaze swept over Nangong Hua, Zheng Luo and Nangong Yu's trembling guards, and said in a cold voice, "You are really getting bolder and bolder. Have you forgotten the order that warriors from the upper plane are not allowed to enter and leave the lower plane at will, and are not allowed to fight with all their strength in the lower plane? You are acting recklessly in Miluo Continent, aren't you afraid of being punished by being reduced to ashes?"
When Xuan Qing Zhenren mentioned that person, Nangong Hua's body trembled noticeably, and a deep fear rose in his eyes. It was a reverence and fear that was a hundred times stronger than when facing Xuan Qing Zhenren.
In the Siamese mainland, no one dares to disobey that god-like existence, no one!
However, that godlike man has disappeared for decades and may never appear again.
That's why more and more people no longer obey the orders he issued.
Thinking of this, Nangong Hua felt better and forced a smile: "Master Xuanqing is joking. It's not just my Nangong family that can freely enter and leave Miluo Continent now." Didn't the Qingteng clan still act recklessly on this continent? If that person was still there, would the Qingteng clan be able to survive until now
Upon hearing this, Master Xuanqing did not refute, but just smiled meaningfully: "I hope you will not regret it in the future."
As he was speaking, the last guard of the Nangong family was knocked down and temporarily lost his combat effectiveness.
Nangong Yu walked back to Hexi leisurely and was about to hug his beloved when Master Xuanqing turned around and blew a gust of wind from his sleeves.
Nangong Yu was pushed back a few steps by the strong wind, and his face instantly turned gloomy.
Xuan Qing Zhenren snorted, "Nangong family kid, you actually let your shitty relatives bully my precious disciple, and now you want to get close to my precious disciple, dream on! If it weren't for your dead father and your master, this old man would beat you up too!"
Nangong Yu glared back in displeasure and said coldly: "Old man, if you don't come out, I can still protect Xier. You should go back to where you came from!"
Having said that, completely ignoring the glare from Master Xuanqing, he reached out and hugged Hexi, giving Master Xuanqing a provocative look.
Master Xuanqing was so angry that his hair and beard were shaking, but seeing his disciple being so obedient and sweet in the arms of that brat, he felt that even if he beat Nangong Yu it would be a thankless task.
He immediately turned around and glared at Nangong Hua, venting all his anger on these guys.
Nangong Hua shuddered all over, and after suppressing his resentment and fear for a long while, he bowed respectfully and said, "Master Xuanqing, it's all my fault that I, Nangong Hua, didn't recognize a great man. I didn't expect Xi Yue to be your disciple. I'm so sorry for offending you just now..."
Taoist Xuan Qing flicked his sleeves and slapped Nangong Hua hard on the face with two slaps.
Although these two attacks did not use any spiritual power, they were a great humiliation for Nangong Hua, the head of the family, especially in front of the garbage from the lower world in his mind.
Xuan Qing Zhenren stroked his beard and laughed, "Ah, after beating him up, the old man feels much better. As expected, the people of the Nangong family, from top to bottom, from the old to the young, are not good people. They all deserve a beating!"
As he said this, he glanced at Nangong Yu.
Nangong Hua's face turned pale and blue, and the shame and anger in his eyes almost burned away his sanity.
However, Xuan Qing Zhenren's strength was there, and no matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only suppress it. (To be continued)