The First Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Two Chapters Are Still Pretending to Be Tender

"What justice?"

Xia Ping glanced sideways: "He wanted to talk to me, but I was defeated, you still want justice?!"

"Defeat? Then why did Senior Brother Bian become like this. He was beaten by you to be so virtuous. Hundreds of bones were broken all over his body, and he almost died." A group of Lingyun Sect disciples gritted their teeth.

They have never seen any discussions, and it would be fatal to make Bian Haifan become like this.

Xia Ping spread his hands: "Fist and feet have no eyes, and who knew that he was so fragile, he would be disabled with a little punch. If I had known that he was so weak, I would have been lighter."

He shrugged, it was his own innocence, it wasn't his fault.

Hearing this, this group of Lingyun Sect disciples became even more angry, their noses were smoking with anger, what this bastard said was clearly mocking their Lingyun Sect disciples for being weak and vulnerable.

The many disciples of the Qiankun faction are all at ease. Just now, the disciples of the Lingyun faction were so arrogant, and they despised their weak strength and lost the face of the Qiankun faction.

"asshole!"

Bian Haifan was even more angry and clenched his fists. Especially in this place, Ye Mengyao, the saint of Lingyun Sect, he felt extremely ashamed, and felt humiliated in his heart, and actually let the goddess see his humiliating appearance.

He couldn't wait to rush up and fight with Xia Ping again.

"quibble!"

A female disciple of the Lingyun faction asked, "It's okay to defeat Junior Brother Bian, but why did you kill his mount? It's too much."

"Is there any way to do this? This ancient beast is fierce and untamable. It wanted to kill me, so I had to kill it. I just fought back in self-defense." Xia Ping said lightly.

"Why are you still roasting it?"

Xia Ping said: "Waste utilization."

"you!"

A group of Lingyun Sect disciples were so angry that they glared at Xia Ping.

"What are you, you are not convinced, there is a kind of fight with me." Xia Ping squeezed his fist, and he didn't care to fight this group of Lingyun Sect disciples again.

Bian Haifan and others gritted their teeth and wanted to fight Xia Ping.

"All right."

At this time, Ye Mengyao stood up and stopped the group of people from doing it, because she could see that Xia Ping's strength was not simple. If this group of people did it, most of them would be beaten.

After all, the strongest of this group is Bian Haifan. If he loses so badly, what chance do the others have.

"Junior Brother Xia, since you want to fight so much, do you want to have a fight with me?" Ye Mengyao looked at Xia Ping with a smile that was half a smile but not a smile.

Hearing this, many disciples of the Lingyun Sect were overjoyed. They knew the horror of Ye Mengyao's strength, and were known as the most talented saintess of the Lingyun Sect in ten thousand years.

Just joining the Lingyun Sect for three hundred years, her cultivation level is enough to compare with the older generation, unfathomable. It is said that her strength has reached the realm of the law, and she is about to hit the realm of thunder tribulation.

If Ye Mengyao made a move, he could kill this kid by blowing his breath.

"Auntie, do you want any more face? This time it's just for freshmen to discuss, what are you doing here, go away." Xia Ping said with contempt, he could also see that Ye Mengyao's martial arts level was extremely high, far surpassing himself.

Fighting with such a person is clearly looking for abuse, but he is not that stupid.

Aunt? !

Ye Mengyao's beautiful eyes were spitting fire, and she was so angry that it was the first time in her life that she heard someone speak to her like this, and her smile suddenly solidified.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, the scene was silent, and they looked at Xia Ping with a strange expression. I have to say that this guy really needs to be beaten.

Who doesn't know that Ye Mengyao is a peerless saint of a generation, dressed in white, exuding an extraordinary temperament, like a fairy descending from Yaochi, her beauty is indescribable, and everyone is moved by such beauty.

But this guy said that she was an aunt, what kind of eyes and what kind of aesthetics.

"Xia Ping, what are you talking about, who is the aunt?"

"Isn't it shameless to start personal attacks if you can't beat it!"

"Senior Sister Ye is only over 300 years old now,

Moreover, she is an elf and has a very long lifespan. If she really turns around, she is seventeen or eighteen years old, so she is an aunt, what kind of eyes do you have? "

"Apologize, apologize to me immediately."

"Can you talk, have you seen what the real aunt looks like?!"

"My God, you actually said that Senior Sister Ye is an aunt, and your whole family is an aunt."

A group of female disciples of the Lingyun faction were furious, Meimei glared at Xia Ping angrily, almost spitting fire, Ye Mengyao was a senior sister whom they admired very much, how could they stand a rogue slandering Ye Mengyao.

They showed their teeth and danced their claws, wishing they could go up and beat the madman.

As a woman, no matter whether she is beautiful or not, the most taboo is that others say that she is old, and she is still an eighteen-year-old girl. If someone says she is an aunt, the clay figurine will be angry.

"Okay, come out and hang out, you have to recognize when you are old, and what are you pretending to be tender? Why don't you say that you are eighteen years old, and you are more than three hundred years old. It is enough to be the ancestor of others." Xia Ping said with contempt, "This is Is the affairs of our young people something that your older generation can interfere with?"

"Ha ha."

Ye Mengyao snorted, Rao is because she has an indifferent state of mind and has cultivated to the realm of peace and tranquility, but she was also angry enough by Xia Ping's words.

She feels that she is rarely angry in her life, but this fellow can stir up her anger, which is similar to that big cheat Wu Wudi, no, Wu Wudi is much more hateful.

At least that Wu Wudi didn't appear to be jumping around in front of him, but this bastard appeared, and he owed money.

"Junior Brother Xia, I think it is still necessary to learn from each other. This is not a contest between peers, but as a senior, I am afraid I need to give you some necessary guidance and love."

Ye Mengyao smiled, but she wanted this guy to know what would happen if he offended a woman, especially a careful woman.

Bian Haifan and others gloat over the misfortune and let this bastard talk cheaply. Now something happened, and they offended their senior sister Ye Mengyao. If there is anything else to end, they will definitely be punished severely.

But before Ye Mengyao could take action, Xia Ping immediately shouted loudly: "Elder, someone is making trouble in the Qiankun faction, some aunt is bullying the younger, and the aunt is bullying others, these days, the aunt is shameless, don't you come out and take care of it?! "

His voice is like a loudspeaker, and it spreads thousands of miles all at once. The sound wave condenses into substance and transmits all around, almost within the range of the sound wave, and everyone can hear it clearly.

What? !

A group of Qiankun Sect disciples were stunned, and they were all stunned. They didn't expect this fellow to be so shameless, and he couldn't beat him.

Ye Mengyao was also stunned.

"what is wrong."

With a swoosh, at this moment, a ripple appeared in the void, and immediately an elder came out of the void, with kind eyes and kind eyes, and he was a great power in the Thunder Tribulation Realm.