Chapter 1538

Geng Liang's yuan Shen rolled up Zhao sen in an instant in the frightened eyes of countless disciples and rushed to the gate of the hall.

"Want to go?" the broken sword frowned and snorted coldly. His body moved and took the lead in blocking the door of the hall.

In a hurry, Geng Liang's mana turned into a big dark hand, patted the broken sword and shouted angrily, "you're not even an immortal, and you dare to stop me."

The body of the broken sword stood straight and gently with his right hand. Behind the seat made by Song Fei, a fairy sword hanging on the wall suddenly came out of its scabbard and flew into the hands of the broken sword. Leng hum: "is Qingtian sword school the place where you come and go."

Sword light cut out

"Death!" Geng Liang drank coldly.

When the sword light rushed to Geng Liang, his face changed, and the huge force impacted, which was far more than his mana.

Geng Liang was shot away and fell back into the hall. The White Wolf blew out behind him. The heavy power of earth was like a small planet, which immediately darkened Geng Liang's yuan God.

Soon, the White Wolf stepped to the gate of tianque palace and stood side by side with the broken sword. In this way, Geng Liang's heart of escape was completely broken.

With a gentle wave of the old ghost's right hand, a gust of wind blew up and turned into soft force to blow all the young disciples to both sides of the hall to prevent Geng Liang's violent injury.

Geng Liang sat on the ground and Zhao Sen fell aside. At the moment, Zhao Sen was completely confused.

Geng Liang didn't continue to run away. Instead, he looked at Song Fei and said, "Yue Tianyu, what do you want."

Song Fei sneered: "dare to destroy the foundation of our sect and ask me what I want? Who gives you so much courage, wushizong? Or the five sects together."

"It doesn't hurt to tell you," Geng Liang said. "I was entrusted by wushizong to tell you that Yue Tianyu, if you go down to earth without permission, you will be investigated by the patrol envoy, and your accomplishments will be destroyed."

"Oh!" Song Fei said in surprise, "you even know the inspector."

"Ha ha!" Geng Liang said with a smile, "I not only know about the patrol envoy, but also know that the patrol envoy can capture and imprison you and other immortals who have come down to earth without permission. Your Qingtian sword sect is always too thin to fight against the real big sect."

Song Fei thought about it, but suddenly smiled: "it seems that you are so confident. It's interesting that the people of wushizong and the fairy world have become patrol envoys."

Geng Liang glared angrily at Song Fei, gritted his teeth and laughed: "Hahaha, it was originally a secret, but it doesn't matter if you have come down to earth. I've sent your message back to wushizong, and you will be punished by the patrol envoy. Hehe, do you think you can use your own strength against the patrol envoy? I'm afraid the immortal after flying down to earth should know the power represented by the patrol envoy."

Song Fei nodded and said, "I naturally know that the patrol envoy represents the power of the emperor of heaven. Oh, interesting, interesting. But do you think this can keep you alive?"

"You, how dare you kill me? Yue Tianyu, don't break the jar and let me go. Maybe I can plead with the patrol envoy." as soon as he heard that Song Fei was going to kill him, Geng Liang was anxious immediately. He was so arrogant and cultivated to his level. Naturally, he cherished his life very much. He didn't dare bet that Song Fei dared to kill him.

"Oh!" Song Fei said faintly, his mouth slightly cocked up, revealing an inexplicable smile that others can't understand. "Your life is really dispensable for me. It's not impossible to let you live."

Geng Liang's eyes lit up when he heard the speech. His eyes were full of hope and surprise and said, "can you really let me go?"

"Guild leader?" Duanjian and others immediately said.

Song Fei waved his hand, motioned others not to speak, and said to Geng Liang, "your life is like a dog in my eyes. If you want to kill, it's all in my mind. However, capital crime can be avoided and life crime can't escape. Break your arm for a little punishment."

Song Feiyi pointed out the silent news of Geng Liang's right arm condensed by the yuan God, and Geng Liang didn't know what had happened in the whole process.

Geng Liang looked at the position of his right arm with a frightened face and had a new understanding of Song Fei's power.

The lost arm of Yuanshen can grow again, but it represents the great injury of Yuanshen. If there is no healing pill for Yuanshen, I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover.

Taking back his finger, Song Fei said faintly: "if there is another idea that is unfavorable to our Qingtian sword sect next time, you won't be so lucky. Do you remember."

"Yes, I will plead with the inspector." the situation is stronger than others. Geng Liang, who cherishes his life, doesn't dare to continue to refute. He can only bury this hatred in his heart and see Yue Tianyu's death date in the future.

For not killing Geng Liang, the rest of the ancestors were also full of doubts. However, since it was the decision of the guild leader, no one said this doubt.

"Well, you can go." Song Fei said.

"Yue gang leader, I want to take Zhao Sen away." Geng Liang looked at Zhao Sen with pale face and godless eyes.

Zhao Sen's lax pupils were filled with light in an instant. He quickly got up from the lying ground and said to Zhao Sen, "thank you, master, thank you."

Song Fei said faintly, "no, Zhao Sen is a disciple of Qingtian sword sect. If he commits an offence at the moment, he needs to be punished by guild rules."

Geng Liang roared, "Zhao Sen is my disciple."

Facing Geng Liang's suddenly fierce eyes, Song Fei said faintly, "don't say it's your apprentice, even your son can't."

Geng Liang raised his eyebrows and looked at the smiling expression on Song Fei's face. He was shocked and said, "you know?"

Broken sword and others showed a trace of surprise in their eyes, and then they thought of something.

Song Fei said with a smile, "as I said, my understanding of the soul is deeper than you think."

Aside, Zhao Sen whispered in surprise, "what's going on, master, what's going on."

"Child." Geng Liang patted Zhao Sen's hand and said, "don't worry, master won't let anything happen to you."

Immediately, Geng Liang turned his eyes to Song Fei: "since you can let me go, why can't you let him go? He's just a child and doesn't know my true identity. He always thinks of himself as a disciple of Qingtian sword sect."

Song Fei shook his head, looked directly into Geng Liang's eyes and said, "I don't impose your sins on him, but use the guild rules of Qingtian sword sect to track down whether Zhao Sen is at fault. If he doesn't make mistakes, he can still be a disciple of Qingtian sword sect, even if he is your son."

Soon, Song Fei's voice sounded: "broken sword, you will preside over a recovery meeting. All disciples have grievances in their hearts. If they know that other disciples violate the guild rules, they can report it in the hall now. Qingtian sword sect will not tolerate any disciples who violate the guild rules. Xue Changle, say it first."