Chapter 2909 Your Double Standard

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"What me?" Li Yun said lightly, "Answer the question honestly, were you double-standard just now? Do you know what double-standard means?"

Ying Zihan planned to teach Qingzhu a lesson, which proved that the concept of superiority and inferiority was very important in Yinsheng Valley, and it was only natural for Li Yun to teach him a lesson.

Besides, even if it wasn't for the serious concept of superiority and inferiority, because Ying Zihan bullied the little maid next to his girlfriend, Li Yun would have to stand up for his girlfriend no matter what.

After all, Qingsheng's character is really... deserted, unless he really fights Qingzhu, otherwise Qingsheng will not open his mouth to take the initiative to scold others, nor will he fight for these power things.

She disdains that.

If others want to scold, then let others scold. As long as there is no action, Fan Qingsheng will hardly pay attention to the behavior of irrelevant people.

Ying Zihan retorted desperately: "How can a mere maid compare to me!"

Qing Zhu's face was a little dark.

"Oh, you're just a maid, then you're just a disciple, and you should be punished if you behave presumptuously in front of the saint."

Li Yun raised his hand and stared at him coldly: "Get over here and get punished."

Ying Zihan's face was ashen, and the sword in his hand was clanging, and he said sharply: "My master is the master of the Yin Sacred Valley, you dare to do anything to me?!"

"What a talker, your master is a holy master, but you are not."

Li Yun stretched out his hand, the attribute points up to a million points and the bonus of innate Taoism made his body as strong as steel. Ying Zihan raised his sword and stabbed it. Behind Yun's hands, the flame disappeared in an instant, and the sword was firmly held in his hand.

"what!"

Ying Zihan turned pale with shock. Although he thought that his perfect cultivation in the realm of refining the gods could not match this mysterious guy who caused countless storms on Penglai Island, he could still resist one or two, as long as his master noticed the commotion. Come, let him look good at that time.

Unexpectedly, Li Yun grabbed the magic weapon flying sword in his hand abruptly, and the perfect "Pure Yang Fire" on the third level couldn't hold back for a moment before being caught and broken.

"It seems that you are not very good, and you don't know where your confidence comes from."

Li Yun smiled slightly, wanting to shake him away, and teach him a lesson by the way.

And at this moment, an ethereal voice came from a distance:

"Little friend, wait a moment."

Although the voice was soft, it was clearly heard by everyone present, and Ying Zihan's face suddenly became pleasantly surprised.

Standing behind Li Yun, Qing Zhu's pretty face turned pale, and she murmured, "Yes, it's the Saint Master."

Li Yun stood still, holding Ying Zihan's flying sword in his hand, and quietly looked at an open space not far away.

After a while, a phantom figure of an old man with benign eyebrows, gray hair and a whisk in hand appeared in the open space.

"Holy Master!"

Everyone bowed and saluted, respectfully addressing the title of the old man, including Qing Zhu.

Even Fan Qingsheng lowered his head slightly to show respect for the old man.

Only Li Yun stood there with a cold face, looking at this so-called holy master.

Suddenly, a sarcasm smile appeared on the corner of Li Yun's mouth, and he shook his hands hard, Ying Zihan was struck by lightning, and a huge force made him fly backwards, exclaiming in his mouth:

"Master save me!"

The kind-browed and kind-hearted saint's face darkened in an instant, and with a flick of the dust whisk in his hand, Ying Zihan's body that flew upside down was supported by a force, and landed without any ugliness, but the hair crown had been shaken off, and his long hair Dispersed down, looking very embarrassed.

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