Luo Sanfeng suddenly sensed the anger in Jun Chujian's eyes. His body trembled and he almost fell.
"P-Leader, you don't believe me?" His teeth were chattering and his eyes were flickering. He was obviously panicking.
"Believe you?" Jun Chujian laughed and roared, "Luo Sanfeng, do you think I'm a three-year-old?
"The one who doesn't respect me isn't Nie Tian, it's you!
"I know very well what kind of person you are.
"If it's really as you said, you're already being merciful by not killing Nie Tian. How could you let him go?
"In my opinion, you provoked him, but you're no match for him, so he injured you."
Jun Chujian's eyes were extremely cold after he finished speaking, and his body was releasing a cold aura.
What Luo Sanfeng said just now was simply an insult to his judgment.
Of course, he knew that Luo Sanfeng dared to speak nonsense because of Luo Tong's instructions.
The father and son from the Luo Clan were simply provoking him, the leader of the Sword Alliance!
"Leader, this …" Luo Sanfeng saw that Jun Chujian was really angry, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. He could not help but turn around to look at Luo Tong.
"Leader, it's fine if you don't believe my son's words. Is there a need to be so angry?" Luo Tong spoke in a Cold tone. His attitude was very tough.
Jun Chujian's face darkened. He looked at Luo Tong with suppressed anger in his eyes and said, "Luo Tong, what do you want?"
Luo Tong sneered and locked his eyes on Nie Tian. He said, "I don't care what the truth is, but it's true that my son is injured.
"It's a great humiliation that his mouth was torn open.
"This humiliation is not only his, but also the Luo Clan and the entire Rakshasa Sword Sect.
"I won't let this go if you don't give me an explanation for humiliating the Rakshasa Sword Sect!"
Luo Tong's face darkened after he finished speaking. His attitude was overbearing and arrogant.
Nie Tian could not help but frown when he heard Luo Tong's words.
He did not expect that this person, as the leader of a sect, would speak without boundaries.
No wonder Luo Sanfeng was so good at farting. It seemed like it was all thanks to her father, Luo Tong's teachings.
Nie Tian injuring Luo Sanfeng was originally just a small matter.
However, Luo Tong refused to let go of this matter, and even publicly slandered Nie Tian, saying that he had humiliated the Rakshasa Sword Sect.
When Nie Tian beat up Luo Sanfeng, he didn't even know what the Rakshasa Sword Sect was. How could he talk about humiliation?
This Luo Tong was clearly dragging things out forcefully. He wanted to pin a huge crime on Nie Tian.
"Humiliating the Rakshasa Sword Sect, that's a pretty good crime." Nie Tian smiled faintly and said, "I originally thought that Luo Sanfeng was the only one with a fart mouth."
"Only now do I know that this fart mouth is actually the power of bloodline, passed down from father to son."
A faint voice reverberated in the air, like a series of resounding slaps on Luo Tong's face.
"Stinking brat, what did you say?" Luo Tong roared, like a wild beast about to go berserk. His eyes became crimson red and bloodshot.
He never thought that Nie Tian would be so bold. He actually dared to directly insult him to his face.
What identity did he have? He was the sect leader of the Rakshasa Sword Sect.
Even Jun Chujian did not dare to insult him to his face!
Who did Nie Tian think he was? He was just a junior who did not know life from death. What right did he have to insult him?
"I say, you're the same as Luo Sanfeng, with a fart mouth!" Nie Tian said Cold, not the slightest bit afraid.
"Little bastard, you're courting death!" In an instant, Luo Tong was thoroughly enraged. His entire body surged with a terrifying sword aura. His figure suddenly moved, and a mountainous sword aura slashed straight at Nie Tian.
The sword aura shook the heavens, and its power was unparalleled. Before it even landed, the ground could not bear it and directly cracked.
"Hmm?" Nie Tian felt a very terrifying pressure, as if there was a huge force above his head. He could not help but let out a groan.
"Stop!" At this critical moment, Jun Chujian roared and took a step forward. A continuous sword aura surged out like endless waves.
The sword aura that was suppressing Nie Tian was directly shattered by the impact.
"Pfft!" Nie Tian suddenly felt the pressure disappear. He took two steps back and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood. His tensed face became a lot better.
"Luo Tong, mind your identity!" Jun Chujian's face immediately darkened when he saw that Nie Tian was injured. He said Cold, "Nie Tian is someone invited by me. If you dare to attack him again, don't blame me for being merciless!"
His deep voice carried an extremely strong murderous aura.
This time, Jun Chujian was really angry.
Luo Tong attacked Nie Tian again and again in front of him. This was not only a threat to Nie Tian, but also a disrespect to him, the leader of the Sword Alliance.
As the leader of the Sword Alliance, Jun Chujian's dignity was naturally inviolable.
Even if he could tolerate Luo Tong, there was a limit!
If Luo Tong dared to challenge his tolerance limit again, he would be forced to turn against him.
Luo Tong's figure was forced to retreat continuously. His face was flushed, and there was finally a trace of fear in his eyes when he looked at Jun Chujian.
He seemed to have not expected that Jun Chujian's strength was so strong that it was beyond his expectations.
After being shocked by Jun Chujian's strength, Luo Tong calmed down a lot.
But he did not want to stop. He said, "Leader, even if this kid is someone you invited, we can't just let him off for humiliating my Rakshasa Sword Sect."
Without waiting for Jun Chujian to speak, Nie Tian took a step forward and asked Coldly, "Sect Leader Luo, what do you want?"
He was really a little regretful now. If he knew that Luo Tong was so shameless, he would have just killed Luo Sanfeng.
But now, Luo Tong actually caught onto this matter and refused to let it go.
"Very simple." Luo Tong sneered and said directly, "Since you tore my son's mouth, then an eye for an eye. Let him tear your mouth too!"
"As for your humiliation to the Rakshasa Sword Sect, then let you kneel in front of me and kowtow a hundred times to show your remorse!"
When Nie Tian heard Luo Tong's words, his eyes narrowed and he could not help but sneer.
If not for Luo Tong's sinister face, he would have thought that this guy was joking.
Luo Tong's condition was really ruthless.
Not only did he want to tear Nie Tian's mouth, but he also wanted him to kowtow and apologize.
These conditions were all a naked insult to a martial artist and a swordsman.
Who did he think Nie Tian was? A little lamb that was at the mercy of others?
"Sect Leader Luo, I think you don't understand the situation at all, right?" Nie Tian's face darkened and he said coldly, "Luo Sanfeng was indeed injured by me, but that's because I have the strength."
"Do you think that with Luo Sanfeng's strength, he really has the qualifications to provoke me?"
"Let me tell you, I didn't kill him just now, that's already the greatest leniency."
"Tearing his mouth was just to give him a warning."
"If I really wanted to make a move, he would have long ended up without a corpse left!"
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