Chen Lei sneered and said, "I will not choose either of the two paths. You really think that Ziyang Palace can represent the seven major sects. This is a joke. You really don't know how much you are worth."
"Are you sure?" Wu Haoyu asked.
"So much nonsense." Chen Lei said.
Wu Haoyu's face changed and he said, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude."
"Brother Wu, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? I can deal with this kind of bastard, why do you need to do it yourself!"
A disciple from Ziyang Palace said this as he stepped out from the crowd.
Wu Haoyu nodded, put his hands behind his back, agreed to the disciple's suggestion, and watched coldly.
When the disciple from Ziyang Palace saw Wu Haoyu's agreement, he showed a grim smile on his face, walked towards Chen Lei step by step, and said, "Chen Lei, remember my name, my name is Fan Li. Today, I will let you know that there are some people you cannot offend, and there are some things you cannot do."
After saying that, Fan Li stepped in front of Chen Lei and raised his palm to attack him.
As soon as Fan Li made a move, purple light surged, and vital energy filled the air. A huge roar was heard in the air, and countless vital energy transformed into purple swords, which were extremely sharp and pierced towards Chen Lei.
This is the Zi Yang True Dragon Sword of the Zi Yang Palace, which is the most powerful set of swordsmanship in the Zi Yang Palace. It has infinite power and can only be learned by direct disciples.
The sky was filled with purple sword lights, heading straight for Chen Lei's vital points. This disciple from Zi Yang Palace attacked ruthlessly, and wanted to cripple Chen Lei with one move.
Chen Lei's expression turned cold. This disciple of Zi Yang Palace was too vicious. He pointed his sword and slashed it out. A crystal sword light shot out from his finger and cut the purple sword light that was attacking him in half.
The crystal sword light was extremely sharp. After cutting off the Purple Yang True Dragon Sword released by Fan Li, it arrived in front of Fan Li in the blink of an eye and slashed him down.
Fan Li felt an incomparable sense of danger rising from his heart, and his body turned into a flash of lightning, quickly avoiding the sword light.
“Swish!”
Just by being touched by the sword energy, the sleeve of Fan Li's purple robe was cut, and blood was dripping on his forearm, revealing a half-foot long scar that was deep enough to see the bone.
And where Fan Li was standing, there was an unfathomably deep sword mark, emitting a chilling aura.
Fan Li's face changed slightly. Chen Lei's attack was incredibly sharp. If he hadn't suddenly felt a warning in his heart and dodged it, he would have been seriously injured if not killed by this sword.
Even though he dodged in time, the sword still hit his forearm, leaving a scar.
You know, the purple robe he was wearing was a treasure of about the third-level mid-grade, but it was easily cut by that sword light, injuring him. The power of this sword light is frightening to think about.
"Chen Lei, you dare to fight back?"
Fan Li was shocked and angry, and shouted at him.
"Are you an idiot? You attacked me, so should I just stand there and let you beat me to death?"
Chen Lei looked at Fan Li as if he was an idiot.
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."
A hint of murderous intent appeared on Fan Li's face, and his palm was covered with a layer of bright purple light, becoming crystal clear, like a piece of crystal jade.
"boom!"