On his own, he was able to lead everyone from the Xuanming Sect to fight against the Qinghong Sect who dared not show his face, but they, the Qinghong Sect's people, probably wouldn't know.
If Shiyi hadn't given those resources to him, I, Pan Bufan, wouldn't be where I am today.
Those people from the Qinghong Sect actually said that the power of Shiyi was just blown away, which is really ridiculous.
The imprisoned disciples of the Xuanming sect and the disciples of the Qinghong sect were imprisoned in prison, and they would scold each other until a few days later, when the two sects were released.
Not long after leaving the prison, a man with long hair shawl, a very sinister look, and the word "rainbow" written on the upper left corner of his clothes, holding a long knife, blocked the way of Pan Bufan and others.
"A disciple of the Xuan Ming Sect?" The voice was cold, as if coming from an ice cellar, making people feel chilled after hearing it.
"So what?" Pan Bufan stepped out and looked coldly at the disciple in front of him who was obviously the Qinghong Sect.
Not far away, a kind of disciple of the Qinghong Sect who had been retreating behind to avoid the Xuanming Sect, looked at the figures appearing from a distance, and they were all overjoyed.
Senior Brother Cai Quan turned out to be Senior Brother Cai Quan.
Senior Brother Cai Quan is the younger brother of Senior Brother Cai Cheng. Although he is not as terrifying as Senior Brother Cai Cheng, he is enough to deal with the people of the Xuanming Sect.
"Senior Brother Cai Quan!"
"Senior Brother Cai is finally back!"
A group of Qinghong Sect disciples strode towards the man, looking as if they were children who saw an adult after being bullied. They looked very ridiculous.
"Senior Brother Cai, you are finally back, you have to make the decision for us!"
"Senior Brother Cai Quan, you don't know that in your absence these days, those people from the Xuanming Sect have come to ride on our Qinghong Sect."
"Yes, Senior Brother Cai, look at the injuries on our bodies. It has been several days, but we can still see obvious scars."
"Senior Brother Cai, these people obviously don't take our Qinghong Sect seriously, and they even say that our Qinghong Sect members are all trash..."
"Senior Brother Cai, you must avenge us!"
Cai Quan's face became gloomy and scary as he listened to the sounds that kept ringing around him. He glanced at the Qinghong Sect's people with sinister eyes, and the surrounding area instantly became quiet.
"A bunch of useless trash were beaten like this by the bottom-ranked Xuanming Sect. You have lost all face to our Qinghong Sect."
Cai Quan glanced coldly at the people of the Qinghong Sect, and then his eyes fell on the people of the Xuanming Sect, with a ferocious look in his sinister eyes like poisonous snakes: "You are lucky to be in this military camp. "
After finishing his sentence without any beginning or end, Cai Quan's whole body suddenly erupted with a breath as majestic as the river and sea, and his body moved like a figure flashing past.
Opposite, the disciples of the Xuanming Sect didn't even see anything clearly. A sharp pain had already spread from their chests, flying backwards like a kite with its string broken.
What a terrifying speed!
Pan Bufan was horrified and shouted loudly: "Come together!"
A group of Xuanming Sect disciples surrounded him.
"Don't overestimate your capabilities...just watch from the side." Cai Quan sneered and stepped forward to greet him. The last half of the sentence was obviously what he said to the disciples of the Qinghong Sect behind him.
"This guy wants to fight a group of people by himself!"
"That's interesting. This must be Cai Quan, the genius of the Qinghong Sect."
Some soldiers not far away who had nothing to do with this matter laughed: "Now there is something good to watch."
Soon, Cai Quan, a talented disciple of the Qinghong Sect, returned, and the news that he was seeking revenge from the Xuanming Sect spread throughout the military camp.
In Lanze Lake, a figure suddenly swam out of the lake and walked to the shore. After walking a few steps, he found figures running in the same direction.
"Is this? Something big happened in the military camp?"
Zheng Shiyi was confused and asked the soldiers running by: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"You still don't know? People from the Xuanming Sect and people from the Qinghong Sect are fighting again." The other party was obviously very anxious, but he did not stop while speaking.
"The Xuanming Sect and the Qinghong Sect are fighting? What's going on? How come these two sects are fighting?" Zheng Shiyi was puzzled and quickly followed the opponent.
"You don't even know this?" The other party looked back at the young boy in front of him in surprise, and explained while running: "It's all because of that person named Zheng Shiyi. People from the Qinghong Sect said that he Coward, laugh at him. Naturally, the people of the Xuanming Sect were not happy, and the two sides started fighting.
For some unknown reason, the ordinary disciples of the Qinghong Sect could not defeat the disciples of the Xuanming Sect, and they were constantly beaten badly by the Xuanming Sect.
But today, Cai Quan, a genius disciple of the Qinghong Sect, came back to take revenge, saying that he wanted to teach all the disciples of the Xuanming Sect a lesson by himself. "
Is it because of me
Zheng Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly followed him. This matter happened because of him, so he had to go.
Outside the cells of the military camp, a group of Xuanming Sect disciples were lying on the ground in a mess. Each of them had broken ribs or severed limbs. The corners of their mouths were covered with red blood, and their faces were pale and bloodless.
Cai Quan walked past the Xuanming Sect disciples lying on the ground with an indifferent expression. Every time he stepped on them, he stepped heavily on the vulnerable parts of the Xuanming Sect's bodies, causing screams and screams on his face. But there was still a faint smile on his face. It seemed that he was not stepping on anyone, but walking on a normal road.
In a few steps, Cai Quan walked to Pan Bufan and stopped.
"bump!"
The next moment, Cai Quan stretched out his foot and landed a heavy kick on Pan Bufan's face. Then there was a crisp click sound, which seemed to be the sound made after the bridge of the nose was broken, and a stream of bright red blood flowed down the sole of his foot. , stained Pan Bufan's face with scars.
"What a cold look, you know? I hate it when others look at me like this."
Cai Quan's voice sounded a bit high-pitched, like a woman's, but it didn't have the softness of a female voice. Instead, it was full of feminine aura, which made people's scalp tingle when they heard it.
After he finished speaking, he raised his foot and tapped Pan Bufan's heart with his toes. Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked Pan Bufan's ribs with a sudden force.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound spread in the air. Pan Bufan's sternum was instantly broken, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain. His face instantly turned pale, and his whole person looked dying, as if there was no life left at all.
"Senior Brother Pan!"
The Xuanming Sect disciples lying on the ground all around saw that Pan Bufan had no strength to fight anymore, and Cai Quan was still insulting his fellow disciples. They all rushed over with angry faces. But after running a few steps, there were many The man fell to the ground.
As soon as the remaining few rushed forward, they were kicked away by Cai Quan.
Cai Quan lowered his head and looked at Pan Bufan beneath him, whose toes landed on his heart again, and said with a ferocious smile: "I'll give you a chance to kneel on the ground and kowtow a hundred times. Then shout out, you Xuanming Sect is This scum sect, the so-called Zheng Shiyi, is even more useless. Shout out and I will spare you."
Pan Bufan opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood, looked up at the extremely feminine man in front of him, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, full of mockery: "Our Xuanming Sect is at the bottom among the ten sects, but as an inner disciple like you, Without showing up, our Xuanming Sect disciples beat you Qinghong Sect people until they didn't even have a place to hide.
You said, if our Xuanming Sect is a waste scum sect, then your Qinghong sect is not even as good as a waste scum sect? "
All around, the faces of the Qinghong Sect disciples turned dark.
As Pan Bufan spoke, he coughed up a mouthful of blood again and continued: "As for Shi Yi, he is just not here. When he comes back, the person who wants to shout will change."
"Oh? In that case, I'll just wait for the so-called Zheng Shiyi to come and take revenge. If you don't see him again in three days, you won't be as relaxed as you are today."
Cai Quan turned around with a grin and walked away. Just before his back disappeared from everyone's eyes, a sentence floated over from a distance.
"Don't kill anyone."
Zheng Shiyi ran all the way forward, but along the way he met many people who had obviously seen the conflict and returned.
"Then Cai Quan's methods are quite powerful. He is worthy of being a disciple sent by Qinghong. Fortunately, this is a military camp. If you kill someone here, you will get into big trouble. Otherwise, I am afraid that in any other place, a disciple of the Xuanming Sect They’re all dead.”
"What surprised me was that some of the disciples of the Xuanming Sect had some backbone. Even after being beaten like that, they still refused to accept it and did not kneel down."
"It can be said that he is brave, but in fact he can also be said to be too stupid. Sometimes, you have to lower your head when you should. Besides, we have been looking for that boy Zheng Shiyi for more than ten days and we can't find him. We don't know where he went. Hiding.
Are these people still waiting for him to come back? It's really funny. "
"This Zheng Shiyi has really caused hardship to the Xuanming Sect disciples. It seems that the Xuanming Sect disciples will have a hard time in the future."
Several people were talking to each other and walking forward.
Zheng Shiyi's face turned livid in an instant. The Xuanming Sect's people were beaten because he was beaten! With a flash of his body, he quickened his pace and ran forward.
In the open space in front of the cell, the previous onlookers had almost left, but a small number of soldiers stayed in place with good intentions, talking to everyone in Xuan Mingpo.
"Sigh... Don't be stupid, you people. Your Xuanming Sect ranks last among the ten sects. No matter how excellent the disciples in your sect are, how can they keep up with the disciples of other sects, let alone those from the Qinghong Sect? Inner sect genius, Cai Cheng’s younger brother. You don’t have any inner sect disciples coming this time.”
"That's right, I think you should just submit. Otherwise, based on our years of experience, people from the Qinghong Sect will still come to trouble you. If you tolerate it for a while, you can avoid the pain of flesh and blood, so why not submit? "
"Anyway, the training time of martial arts is not long. Once the training of martial arts is completed and they return to the sect, won't you be free again? Do you really expect that guy named Zheng Shiyi
If he is really that strong, why haven't you shown up after you were beaten like this? "
"We will not give in. Once a man's back is crushed, he will never be able to stand up again for the rest of his life!" Pan Bufan said with determination: "Besides, I believe that Shiyi will definitely come back!"
Pan Bufan recalled the scene in the Xianling Mountains that day, when Zheng Shiyi was seriously injured by Qiu Tianlang and had to leave, but he did not give up and came back to save the team members, his eyes were extremely firm.
"A bunch of idiots deserve to be beaten!"
A group of soldiers saw that these disciples of Xuanming Sect kept admonishing, stood up one by one, turned around and left. Unexpectedly, these people didn't appreciate it, so why did they stay
Just when he turned around, several people were stunned.
In front of him, there was a person wearing the clothes of a Xuanming Sect disciple, carrying a large sword four feet long and one and a half feet wide, with a cold blade glow. The young man stood in front of them, a murderous intent spreading from the sky.
What a strong killing intent!
All the soldiers were trembling in their hearts. This young man looked to be only about fourteen years old. How could the murderous intention be so terrifying? As veterans of the battlefield, they felt the murderous intention and felt palpitations in their hearts!
"Ten...Ten wings." Pan Bufan opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the figure that appeared in front of him, a light of relief appeared in his eyes, and murmured to himself: "I knew it, I knew you would definitely come back. .”
(End of chapter)