Chapter 228 Can My Master Handle This?

"Identity token?" The old man with a goat beard thought to himself that it was not good.

He had a very bad premonition that the other party might be very powerful!

The next moment, a token appeared in front of him.

In just a moment, Ye Qingyao took it back, and did not say anything, just looking at him with a smile.

The old man with a goat beard suddenly changed his face, turned pale as earth, lowered his head, and said nothing.

He dared not say a word again.

"Crack!"

Su Changge kicked him on the leg, breaking the old man's knee with a goat beard, and said coldly: "I hit you, and I caused a huge disaster. Why can't my master handle it?"

The old man with a goat beard trembled all over, and was so scared that he lost his soul. He kowtowed loudly, begging for mercy while knelt: "This... It turns out that your master is the master of a peak of Taixuan Dao Sect. I was blind and didn't recognize him just now. I hope...!"

"Crack!"

Su Changge kicked him again, breaking his other leg, and shouted coldly: "I ask you if you can handle it!"

"It can be handled! It can be handled! Good fight, senior, good fight, senior, give me a few more hits, and wake me up completely!" The old man with a goat beard endured the severe pain, and his heart trembled wildly in his body.

He never thought that the other party was actually from Taixuan Dao Sect, and was the high and mighty master of a peak!

This is the backer of the backer of the backer of the backer of the backer of the backer! It turns out that he is a big boss, and he can't afford to offend him!

Now he has kicked the iron plate!

Su Changge was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned his head to look at Lu He, and said: "I don't want to dirty my hands, you can handle this matter."

Lu He suddenly felt the pressure on his head doubled, and looked at the old man with goat beard tremblingly, and said coldly: "You, commit suicide! Now, immediately, right away!"

"Hiss!" The old man with goat beard took a deep breath and begged hurriedly: "Senior, I was old and blurry just now, so I didn't recognize the real dragon, please...!"

"Fuck you, are you going to commit suicide or not? Do you need me to help you?" Lu He's eyes flashed sharply.

The old man with goat beard suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly kowtowed to Ye Qingyao for mercy: "Peak Master, I was wrong, please forgive me for my age!"

Ye Qingyao turned her head away directly without even looking at him.

The old man with the goat beard suddenly felt like a bucket of water that was swaying in all directions. He knew that he could not escape today.

Oh my God, how could he have provoked such a huge disaster? Who can save him now?

"You don't want to commit suicide? Okay, I'll help you!" Lu He walked towards him with a sword, pressing him step by step.

Lu He was actually almost scared to death. If he went back, Ye Qingyao would tell the sect master a random word, and his status as an outer disciple would be immediately lost, and he might even be expelled from the sect.

Offending the peak master and saying that he would kill the peak master with one move was a great disrespect!

In general, the sect master of the Jinguang Sect was really bold. He dared to provoke an existence that he could not afford to provoke at all. He was simply courting death!

"No, no, no, senior, I'll do it myself. Don't dirty your hands..."

The old man with the goat beard regretted it in his heart. He took out a dagger tremblingly, looking at the sharp cold light of the blade, and shuddered.

Then, he made up his mind and stabbed into the stomach with a "puff".

Instantly, there was a sound of deflation in his stomach, like a ball being deflated, blood gushed out like a spring, and soon he fell to the ground motionless.

At the moment of death, he had only one thought in his mind: "Oh my God, I regret it!"

Lu He kicked his body away with one foot, then glanced at the leader of the Jin Guang Sect who was only hanging on with one breath, and without any nonsense, he slammed it with a palm.

"Bang!"

A blood mist exploded, and the hearts of many Jin Guang Sect disciples trembled. The leader of the Jin Guang Sect did not even have the strength to beg for mercy, and was blown up on the spot, turning into a ball of blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, Lu He glanced at all the people in the Jin Guang Sect and shouted: "Are you committing suicide, or am I helping you?!"

"This..."

The teeth of the people in the Jin Guang Sect were trembling, and their bodies were trembling.

At this point, it was too late to say anything.

They took out their weapons consciously, made up their minds, and wiped them on their necks.

In an instant, everyone died.

However, there was still one person who survived.

That was the burly man.

He was so scared that his soul flew away, his heart was pounding in his body, and he was trembling with fear. Beads of sweat dripped from his head, soaking the ground.

"Senior..."

"Senior...!"

"Please spare me, I don't know anything, I am willing to be a cow and a horse, just ask...!"

"Swish!" Lu He raised his sword and fell, the burly man's head fell to the ground, and blood spurted three feet.

Then, Lu He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ye Qingyao, bowed his hands and saluted, "Master Ye Feng, you see..."

"Go back and wait first." Ye Qingyao waved her hand.

Lu He just breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly jumped up again. Is this... a later account?

He secretly took a breath of cold air and went back to the sect in a state of panic.

After Lu He left, Su Changge smiled and said, "Master, thank you so much."

I have to say, Master is so nice, I love Master so much!

Ye Qingyao waved her hand and smiled, "Okay, okay, everything is settled, let's go to Longling Grottoes."

"Okay." Su Changge didn't plan to waste any more time and put the corpse of the Immortal King into the storage bag.

Then he checked all the bodies at the scene and successfully found hundreds of storage bags, which contained a large number of weapons, swords, halberds, medicinal materials and skills. In particular, the storage bag of the leader of the Jinguang Sect was rich and rich. There were endless high-level skills, elixirs and weapons. More importantly, there was also a yellow-level magic weapon!

The old man with the goat beard also had a lot of things on him. There were three or four million top-grade spirit stones alone, and there were many high-quality gems and elixirs, shining brightly, each of which was hard currency.

After collecting the spoils, Ye Qingyao took out the flying boat, which was enlarged against the wind, and took him up to the Longling Grottoes.