Especially in the courtyard, there were thirty-six disciples who formed a six-six combination Six Absolute Purple Flames Formation. Theoretically speaking, this formation could defend against an expert who was two levels higher than the disciples, but it required a high level of cooperation from everyone.
The current Purple Flame Sect could not cultivate disciples who could cooperate well with each other.
Shen Zhenyi did not even look at them. He went straight ahead, and his sword Qi was like a gust of wind that separated these people.
They could not cooperate well, and their sword moves were scattered. Purple flames flew everywhere, and several disciples were injured by their own people. Their morale dropped, and they no longer dared to block Shen Zhenyi. They screamed and ran in all directions.
Bei Wuqi got rid of Shen Zhenyi and was eagerly entertaining a young man in luxurious clothes in a quiet room in the backyard.
Her gown was loosened, and half of her breasts were exposed. She sat on the man's lap, holding a cup and politely drinking wine. At this time, she suddenly heard a commotion outside the door. She said angrily, "These disciples are so disappointing. How can they make such a commotion just to chase away a bad guest? I'll skin them alive if they make Young Master Qiu unhappy! "
Before Bei Wuqi finished speaking, she heard a bang. The door latch of the quiet room was cut by a strong sword Qi, and the door opened. Shen Zhenyi, dressed in white, walked in leisurely. He could not help but frown when he saw the ugly state of these two people.
"Vice Sect Leader Bei was not willing to introduce me to the Sect Leader because you were busy with such trivial matters."
Shen Zhenyi's tone was calm, but Bei Wuqi was so angry that she screamed, "Rude person, take this!"
She flicked her finger, and the wine cup in her hand shot out, turning into a ball of blazing purple flames.
Shen Zhenyi's eyes lit up. This was one of the Purple Flame Sect's ultimate moves, the Moon Shooting Hand. It had many uses and subtle changes. However, he was soon disappointed. Bei Wuqi's power was not enough. After the ball of flames was shot out, it became weak before it could fly half a foot. It was in danger of collapsing.
"What a waste." Shen Zhenyi shook his head and blew out a breath of air. The purple flames flew back. Bei Wuqi was caught off guard. Half of her clothes were ignited by the flames she shot out. She hurriedly put out the flames, looking very pathetic.
"A dignified Vice Sect Leader, where are your manners?"
Cynanchum Chinense followed Shen Zhenyi into the house. Seeing Bei Wuqi's exposed white arms clumsily trying to extinguish the fire, she was both embarrassed and amused. She shook her head and sighed.
Shen Zhenyi was too lazy to pay attention to her. He pulled Cynanchum Chinense and wanted to go straight to the back of the mountain.
The young man who was with Bei Wuqi finally couldn't hold back anymore. He stood up and shouted, "Who are you? Moon Worshipping Cave's True Monarch Qiu is here. Friend, please conduct yourself with dignity. Don't force my hand! "
"Moon Worshipping Cave? True Lord Qiu? "
Shen Zhenyi thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Never heard of it."
With a turn of his body, he grabbed Chu Huoluo and left.
The young man named Qiu Zhenjun was so angry that he started shouting. The Moon Worshipping Cave was a large sect in the vicinity. His father, Qiu Xuanyin, was the Moon Worshipping Cave Master, a famous expert in the current era. Qiu Zhenjun was a fox pretending to be a tiger. In this area of several thousand miles, who wouldn't give him some face?
Unfortunately, he ran into the honest Shen Zhenyi. If he hadn't heard of it before, then he really hadn't heard of it. He wouldn't pretend to be polite either.
"Stop!"
Qiu Zhenjun was furious. He flipped his palms and used his sect's "Eight Arts of Moon Worshipping".
He pressed his right hand forward and stretched out three fingers. His thumb and little finger flipped backward. As he pressed down, a powerful wave of True Qi surged out mysteriously and went straight for the middle of Shen Zhenyi's back.
The Eight Arts of Moon Worshipping were all secret assassination techniques. Qiu Zhenjun was violent by nature, so his attacks were even more ruthless.
Shen Zhenyi felt the murderous intent coming from behind him. He snorted coldly and didn't turn around. He simply broke off a piece of the window frame and threw it backward. There was a "chi" sound. Qiu Zhenjun's palm was pierced through by the window frame. He spun in a circle and fell head first. The wooden window frame was still deeply embedded in the bluestone ground.
Qiu Zhenjun had never suffered like this before. At first, he only felt a sharp pain in his wrist. When he saw that there was actually such a thick thing in the center of his palm, he couldn't help but howl like a pig being slaughtered.
Bei Wuqi had just extinguished the flames on his body and was about to stop Shen Zhenyi again. Seeing that Qiu Zhenjun was at a disadvantage, he hurried over to help. He wanted to pull out the window frame, but Qiu Zhenjun couldn't stand the pain and kept screaming. Bei Wuqi was scolded badly by Qiu Zhenjun. It took him a lot of effort to pull out the window frame. He hurriedly called a disciple to treat his wound and hurried over to Yunying Cliff.
The highest point of Ziyan Peak was a cliff that was as smooth as a mirror.
It was called Yunying Cliff.
There wasn't a single blade of grass growing on the cliff top. The sun and moon were shining everywhere. It was an excellent place to practice in seclusion.
Generations of Ziyan Clan Masters had all practiced the Purple Fire Emperor here.
Shen Zhenyi floated all the way up until he reached the top of Yunying Cliff. As expected, he saw a young woman wearing a purple robe. Her long hair was standing up and she was sitting facing the wall. Purple flames were rising around her body. It was an important moment for her to practice the Purple Fire Emperor.
"Master, she is really in seclusion. You better not barge in!"
Cynanchum Chinense knew that when one was in seclusion, they couldn't be disturbed by outsiders. Otherwise, it was very likely that they would go berserk. She was afraid that Shen Zhenyi would ignore everything and call for help, so she quickly stopped him.
Shen Zhenyi, on the other hand, was paying attention to the color of the purple flames around Ziyan Clan Master. He gently shook his head and recited, "Sunlight produces purple smoke. Your heart is not calm and you can't absorb the essence of sunlight. The flames are not pure. How can you improve further? It's better to give up early to avoid harming your origin! "
The woman's body trembled. The purple flames around her danced wildly and disappeared immediately.
Cynanchum Chinense was shocked. She saw the woman slowly turn her head around. There was no anger or anger on her face. Fortunately, she didn't seem to be angry.
This woman looked much younger than Bei Wuqi. She was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. Her skin was fair, her figure was tall, and her pair of phoenix eyes were very dignified.
She gently opened her red lips and said softly, "Which expert gave me the guidance? I am Su Fangzhai. Thank you in advance."
This woman was indeed the Clan Master of Ziyan Clan, Su Fangzhai.
Cynanchum Chinense didn't know if she had a technique to retain her youth or she was younger than Bei Wuqi.
"Clan Master!"
At this time, Bei Wuqi rushed up from the cliff and saw Shen Zhenyi confronting Su Fangzhai. She didn't care that her clothes were untidy and bravely blocked in front of the Clan Master. She shouted, "Clan Master, don't be alarmed! I came too late and allowed this madman to disturb Clan Master's seclusion. He deserves to die. Let me take him down and punish him! "
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