Chapter 64: Slapping Fu Yuan

"Qin, Xuan."

An extremely cold voice came out of Qin Xuan's mouth, and Fu Yuan's face suddenly changed.

"You...you are Qin Xuan?" Fu Yuan was like he had met a terrible devil, his body was shaking wildly, cold sweat was pouring down his face, and he took several steps back.

The other disciples were also dumbfounded now, staring at Qin Xuan in amazement, and had lost the ability to think.

Didn't Fu Yuan just swear that this person was not Qin Xuan?

How come he was slapped in the face so quickly now?

I saw Qin Xuan's figure flash and came in front of Fu Yuan.

Although there was a smile on his lips, that smile was like the most terrible nightmare in Fu Yuan's eyes, cold and sharp.

"You have scolded me for so long, you should rest too?" Qin Xuan's mouth showed a sneer, and his right hand was raised high.

"No!" Fu Yuan looked at Qin Xuan's raised hand, and seemed to realize something.

"Pah!"

Before everyone could react, they heard two clear and pleasant sounds, extremely loud!

A figure flew backwards and rolled on the ground for seven or eight circles before stopping, extremely miserable.

"This..." Countless people took a breath, their hearts kept beating, and they were speechless for a long time.

Fu Yuan was a disciple that Elder Ren Yang valued. He had never seen anyone dare to treat him like this. Qin Xuan was so decisive in his action, it was really terrible!

"Come here!" Qin Xuan said indifferently, looking at Fu Yuan with cold eyes, making his face even paler and his heart trembling wildly.

Old Man Yunshan and Mo Fei looked at each other and sighed. Such a scene was not what they wanted to see.

But Fu Yuan was just asking for it. They wanted to stop him, but they still didn't stop him.

With Qin Xuan's character, he would definitely not let him go easily, and a lesson was naturally inevitable.

Fu Yuan stood up with great difficulty, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and two bright red palm prints on his face, full of shame.

He was so arrogant just now that he even wanted to show off in front of this young man, but now it seems that he is digging his own grave.

Everyone couldn't help but think of what he said just now, Qin Xuan, a waste?

And before that, Qiu Yun also reminded everyone that the young man in white was Qin Xuan.

However, it was Fu Yuan who first stood up and called Qin Xuan a waste, but he never thought that the so-called waste in his mouth would stand in front of him.

It seems so ironic.

Fu Yuan limped to Qin Xuan's side, with his waist deeply bent, and he didn't dare to look him in the eyes. Obviously, he was still frightened by the former's cruel means.

"Tell me, what happened, when did I become a waste?" Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back and asked.

"You can leave." The voice of the old man Yunshan came over, which made Fu Yuan's body tremble, and his face suddenly showed a relaxed look.

"Master?" Qin Xuan looked at Elder Yunshan, but saw him waving his hand and slowly said, "I'll tell you about this. Other disciples, please leave now."

Fu Yuan looked at Qin Xuan with a look of fear. Seeing that he did not stop him, he left here quickly. He did not dare to stay for a moment. Seeing this, other disciples also left one after another.

After this incident, all the disciples looked at Qin Xuan with a subtle change. They were no longer angry and contemptuous as before, but admired and amazed.

In just one year, his cultivation had increased so much. A casual attack made Fu Yuan, who was at the first level of Kaiyuan Realm, unable to fight back. It really refreshed their cognition.

They finally figured out that such an outstanding young man could not be a waste. If he was a waste, then what were they?

While the disciples were amazed, Qin Xuan had already come to a secluded place with Elder Yunshan and Mo Fei.

Elder Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan deeply and said with a smile: "You have been in the Holy Beast Cave for a year. It seems that you have gained a lot!"

"Master, you are too kind. What happened in the past year? Why did I become a waste in the mouths of all the disciples?" Qin Xuan asked puzzledly.

He has been practicing for a year and has not come out at all. Naturally, it is impossible for him to do anything to cause public anger. There is only one possibility, that is, someone deliberately framed him.

I saw a flash of coldness in Mo Fei's eyes, and he said coldly: "Do you know Sikong Xuan of the Sikong family?"

Qin Xuan shook his head. He had never heard of the name Sikong Xuan, so he had never seen it.

"Maybe you don't know Sikong Xuan, but you should know the Ten Lords of Tianyu, right?" Mo Fei explained.

"Of course I know the Ten Lords of Tianyu. These ten people are the ten strongest people in the younger generation of Tianyu." Qin Xuan said truthfully.

After saying this, Qin Xuan's expression suddenly froze, and a sharp look flashed across his eyes as he looked at Mo Fei, saying, "Could it be that Sikong Xuan is one of the Ten Lords of Tianyu?"

"Sikong Xuan, the head of the Ten Lords of Tianyu." Mo Fei took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

Qin Xuan was also a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the head of the Ten Lords of Tianyu was named Sikong Xuan, but what did this have to do with him? Qin Xuan believed that he had never met Sikong Xuan.

Old Man Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan with a sad face and said, "Sikong Xuan originally went to Xuantian Palace to practice, and now he is back to get married, and the world is shocked."

"Get married!" Qin Xuan's heartbeat accelerated when he heard these two words, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Who to marry?"

Old Man Yunshan and Mo Fei looked at each other. They didn't want to tell Qin Xuan, but they couldn't hide it after all, so they told him about Duan Ruoxi and Sikong Xuan's marriage.

"What!" Qin Xuan's face turned pale and his body trembled wildly when he heard that Sikong Xuan was going to marry Duan Ruoxi in a few days.

This Sikong Xuan was so crazy that he actually asked him to cut off his hands and go to see him, and he also wanted to make himself live a life worse than death. It was really ridiculous!

Qin Xuan slowly closed his eyes. Although his face had returned to calm, people who knew him knew that he was angry.

"Tomorrow, I will go to Tianxing City." Qin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and slowly said.

"No." Old Man Yunshan hurriedly stopped him, "With your current cultivation, although it is effortless to fight against the first three levels of Kaiyuan Realm, Sikong Xuan has already reached the second level of Yuanfu Realm. You are definitely not his opponent."

"Yes, Junior Brother, you must think twice about this matter." Mo Fei also advised.

Although they were Qin Xuan's master and senior brothers, they couldn't intervene in this matter, so as not to cause criticism.

However, Qin Xuan had made up his mind, so how could he change it at will?

Especially Sikong Xuan actually forced Duan Ruoxi to marry him in such a despicable way, which he absolutely could not tolerate.

"Master, senior brother, you believe me." Qin Xuan looked at the two and said, his eyes were full of confidence, which made the two of them look slightly, and they couldn't help but feel at ease.

"Sikong Xuan, didn't you ask me to meet you? I hope you won't let me down!" Qin Xuan murmured, looking at the scenery in the distance, as if he saw Tianxing City far away in the depths of the palace.

...

Deep in the inner gate of Yunxiao Sect, there are continuous peaks, with mountains and peaks, like a drunken dragon.

The sunlight fell down, refracted on the leaves, and the light shone. There were many mysterious caves in the gaps between the branches and leaves.

In a cave somewhere in the forest, an old man with green beard was sitting cross-legged and practicing. Under his body was a piece of thousand-year-old ice, releasing terrifying cold air.

His eyes were closed. Although he looked very ordinary, like an ordinary old man, the breath he occasionally exuded was unfathomable, making people tremble.

"Who is outside?" The old man with green beard suddenly felt a breath lingering outside the cave and said.

"It's the disciple." An extremely weak voice came in. The person who spoke seemed to be seriously injured. His breath was extremely weak and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Oh, it's you? Come in." The old man with green beard seemed to know who was outside and said lightly.

Then, a figure limped into the cave and knelt directly in front of the old man with green beard.

This old man with green beard was Ren Yang, who was arguing with old man Yunshan in the meeting hall, and the kneeling person was Fu Yuan who was slapped by Qin Xuan.

Fu Yuan was humiliated by Qin Xuan in public. Although he left in shame at that time, he was very unwilling in his heart, so he came to find Ren Yang.

"Why did you come to me this time?" Ren Yang asked with his eyes closed.

The terrifying icy air around him was raging wildly, causing Fu Yuan's body to tremble constantly, but Ren Yang sat there motionless.

Fu Yuan raised his head slightly and said with lingering fear: "Qin Xuan, he is out!"

After the voice fell, Fu Yuan's eyes slowly opened, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes: "Are you serious?"

He didn't know Qin Xuan at first, and the reason he targeted him was just to suppress the arrogance of Old Man Yunshan.

But later, he learned from Ren Fei that Qin Xuan was extremely arrogant and disrespectful to his teachers, which made him remember this name.

Ren Yang glanced at Fu Yuan casually, and saw two huge palm prints on his face, so he asked, "What caused you to be like this?"

"It was Qin Xuan who beat me. He is indeed quite capable, and he bullied me because I was not as strong as him. Moreover, the third elder and Senior Brother Mo Fei were present at the time, so he whipped his disciples wantonly."

Fu Yuan pretended to be wronged, saying that Qin Xuan was a vicious monster, but he did not mention a word about his insult to Qin Xuan.

Ren Yang's eyes gradually became cold, and a trace of extreme coldness enveloped the entire space, and even the spiritual energy seemed to be condensed and turned into frost.

The power he cultivated was ice, and his three Yuan souls were all related to ice, so his true essence carried a very strong ice breath, and it was difficult for ordinary people to approach.

"If it is really as you said, I will teach him well for Yunshan!" Ren Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of power emanated from him, which was extremely cold.