"Yes, we asked Senior Brother Xu to judge. Are they justified in hurting people?" Some Qingmang Peak disciples even shouted loudly. Although other Jiange disciples calmed down, they saw the Qingmang Peak disciple. The palms of the Feng disciples were stained red with blood, and their rationality was overwhelmed by the anger.
"It is strictly forbidden to draw swords in the Sword Washing Pool. Don't you know this rule?" The disciple of the Sword Pavilion named Senior Brother Xu was quickly invited.
He looked at the Qingmang Peak disciple's palms stained red with blood, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy that his trick had finally succeeded.
"Which of your eyes saw us drawing our swords? Couldn't he have hurt himself by playing with his flying sword?" Ding Xiaoyi looked at this disciple of the Jiange who looked similar to Xu Pengcheng, and he already had a guess in his mind.
It's just that he feels that this Senior Brother Xu is not important enough. The person behind the scenes is not him, there should be someone else.
"You..." When the Qingmang Peak disciple heard this, he was so angry that he could not speak. In Jiange, I have never heard that playing with flying swords will hurt yourself.
This commoner boy was just talking nonsense. But he himself knew that his sneak attack on the little girl just now was very secretive. No one of the Jiange disciples saw it, but unexpectedly he was bitten by the young man in cloth.
With a sound of "Pfft", the ancient elf couldn't help but feel happy when she heard Ding Xiaoyi's unrestrained words, and she couldn't help but snicker.
Gu Xiaotian also laughed like a silver bell.
"Brother, how can there be such a stupid swordsman? How could he hurt himself?" She thought this was funny, so she asked Ding Xiaoyi.
Gu Xiaotian's innocent question sounded extremely sarcastic in the ears of these Jiange disciples, and they felt that they had been insulted.
They were insulted by a little girl. How could the disciples of Jiange, who always regarded themselves as arrogant, endure such an insult? The expressions of the disciples of Qingmang Peak couldn't help but change.
"Did you deliberately come to my sword pavilion to cause trouble? How could you have been injured by your own sword? You insulted my sword pavilion disciples like this, and you actually don't take the sword pavilion seriously. I want to report this matter to the elder who holds the sword and let the sword master Elder Sword will punish you." Xu Pengfei naturally knew that Ding Xiaoyi was not someone who would accept the verdict so easily, and this played into his hands.
As long as the sword-wielding elder is brought out, the ins and outs of the matter will be explained clearly. Even if they were unreasonable, but they drew their swords in the sword washing pool, then even if they were unreasonable, they would still be punished by the sword-wielding elder.
Once the sword-wielding elder comes forward, his cultivation will be abolished in the light case, and thrown into the sword grave in the serious case. All his cultivation was swallowed up by the sword of Jianzhong, and then his body died and his Tao disappeared.
Xu Pengfei could not restrain his inner ecstasy when he thought that Ding Xiaoyi might be deprived of his cultivation or thrown into the sword tomb.
He just let this group of ignorant country bumpkins offend the sword-wielding elder, and the consequences can be imagined.
The other Jiange disciples were also filled with righteous indignation. The commoner boy humiliated Jiange like this. It was unbearable for uncle and aunt, but it was unbearable for a scholar.
"Senior Brother Xu, please quickly ask the sword-holding elders to come and arrest these guys who humiliated my sword pavilion. They not only hurt my sword pavilion disciples, but also made rude remarks." Some sword pavilion disciples immediately said loudly, that was also a Qingmang peak. disciple.
As soon as they heard the words of the Qingmang Peak disciple, the other Jiange disciples immediately agreed.
"Junior brother, please go and ask for the sword-wielding elder. I'm here to watch them to prevent them from escaping." Xu Pengfei's eyes showed a cold light, and he ordered a sword pavilion disciple.
The disciple received Xu Pengfei's instructions and immediately ran towards the thatched house.
"Such a despicable method. I didn't expect Jiange to fall to such a low level. Tell me, who asked you to target me?" Ding Xiaoyi didn't have the slightest fear. He asked Xu Pengfei calmly.
Xu Pengfei is just an ordinary Jiange disciple, not an elite disciple. Even if he taught the three Xie brothers a single sword move to defeat Xu Pengcheng, he did not have the ability to instigate some of the Qingmang Peak disciples to target him together.
There must be an expert behind Xu Pengfei who instructed him to do this. But that person didn't show any traces, leaving him with no trace to escape.
"Boy, don't be complacent. It will be easy for you when the sword-wielding elder comes. Humiliating the sword pavilion is a capital crime. If it were me, I would have escaped far away. But with your low cultivation level, if you want to escape, just It's impossible." Xu Pengfei secretly rejoiced in his heart, what if the King of Hundred Battles in the Killing City had to coil up when the dragon came to the sword pavilion.
Soon, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing came walking towards him. His eyes were bright and piercing, and he was carrying a long sheathed sword.
His calm eyes swept through the crowd, and then landed on Ding Xiaoyi. He saw the long sword wrapped in coarse cloth that Ding Xiaoyi was carrying on his back, and his expression changed slightly.
However, he did not feel any aura of cultivation from Ding Xiaoyi's body. Although Ding Xiaoyi gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, he could not see through the realm of cultivation of this commoner boy.
This commoner boy was like a thick fog, full of mystery.
"I've met Elder Baili." When the disciples of the Sword Pavilion saw the arrival of this middle-aged man, they all said to him with their swords.
The middle-aged man just nodded, then glanced from Ding Xiaoyi to Xue Ningshang.
When his eyes fell on that heroic figure, his pupils shrank slightly. Elder Baili's face became a little pale. He heard the Qingmang Peak disciple tell the whole story, and he was also furious.
Who is so bold to come to Jiange to cause trouble, and even uses his sword in the sword washing pool to injure the disciples of Jiange? He must severely punish the murderer.
But what he didn't expect was that he came in anger, but his expression changed in the end. Xue Ningshang was one of the top five in this generation, how could he not recognize her.
Moreover, he seemed to be a generation younger than Xue Ningshang. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Elder Baili, this guy is the one who humiliated our Jiange. That loser of the Xie family hurt this junior fellow of Qingmang Peak. Please ask Elder Baili to seek justice." Xu Pengfei said to the middle-aged man sincerely.
Other Jiange disciples also responded one after another, with the disciples from Qingmang Peak shouting the most fiercely. However, something happened that shocked Xu Pengfei. He saw the sword-holding elder bowing his sword in salute to the heroic young girl and said: "I have seen Uncle Xue in Baili Changkong."
When the disciples of the Sword Pavilion heard that the sword-wielding elder actually called a strange girl uncle, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were dumbfounded by such a strange scene.
Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned, but he did not expect that Xue Ningshang's seniority was so high. Baili Changkong was much older than Xue Ningshang, but one generation lower than Xue Ningshang.
He was a little dumbfounded. Jiange also pays attention to the distinction between superiority and inferiority. This gave him an unexpected surprise. If he held this ancient token, wouldn't he be a very senior person?
"What, she is actually Master Xue Ningshang's uncle, one of the five geniuses of this generation." Some Jiange disciples recognized Xue Ningshang, and they couldn't help but whisper.
Xu Pengfei's face became very ugly. He thought a lot but still didn't expect that there was a very senior Jiange disciple among the young man in common clothes.
"Are you very senior?" Ding Xiaoyi said to Xue Ningshang with a wry smile. Gu Xiaotian on the side looked at the disciples of the Sword Pavilion proudly. This feeling made her very excited.
Ancient Elf and Ye Qingqing just watched all this calmly. Even if Xue Ningshang was not a disciple of Jiange, they believed that Ding Xiaoyi could handle all this.
"Why not? Maybe you can also call me uncle?" Xue Ningshang looked at Ding Xiaoyi with the same pride. She would one day find her place in Ding Xiaoyi.
This time it was rare for me to feel proud. But Ding Xiaoyi shrugged and didn't care.
"Elder Baili, they are not disciples of Jiange. They are the ones who humiliated Jiange, and this trash of the Xie family hurt the junior brother of Qingmang Peak. Please ask Elder Baili to seek justice." Xu Pengfei's eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked Baili Changkong said loudly.
This time he was just ill and sought medical treatment. Although Ding Xiaoyi and others were not disciples of Jiange, they had Xue Ningshang as their backer.
Not to mention their group of ordinary disciples, they have to consider even Baili Changkong.
