C82 Bullying

Tong Yansong admired this point of Wang Baoyu the most. No matter what happened, he would always be safe and calm. This was not a mindset that an ordinary person would have.

Two days later, Wang Baoyu led the group of cultivators to the south again. He was filled with confidence as he charged like lightning toward the south.

Passing by Qing Chuan City, the cultivators all came out to look. Wang Baoyu was dressed in a black suit, holding the Cloud Breaking Sword, his eyes were bright, he was mighty, and behind him was a group of grand cultivators. Wherever he went, a strong wind blew.

Bada!

The Five Elements Fruit in one of the strong man's hands fell on the ground. He scratched his head and said, "Is this still that mortal that popped out from the stone? I, I almost killed him back then. "

"Shh, Sect Leader Wang is not a mortal, how dare you bring up this matter!" A cultivator reminded.

"But it did happen. It was all under the order of the young miss. I never thought of killing him. Have I not also advised the First Miss, has I not? " The brawny man asked the person beside him with a sad face.

"Look at you, Sect Leader Wang is so magnanimous, he has already forgotten about this matter!" Another cultivator said in disdain.

"That's right, that's right. I'm not worth mentioning. Sect Leader Wang can't remember. It's best if he forgets. He's not a mortal, definitely not a mortal!" The brawny man still had some lingering fear in his heart.

"Second Miss has great foresight. She actually married a Sect Leader. You really shouldn't have underestimated her." A female cultivator muttered.

"Hehe, you still dare to look down on Second Miss? Her legs are just not agile, she's much more beautiful than you! " Someone mocked.

While he was speaking, Wang Baoyu had already flown past them, leaving these people standing there dumbly. Luo Bu Chuan slowly walked out and said in a cold voice, "All of you, go back and practice your martial arts. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have the opportunity to see the Sect Leader again."

He ran all the way to the Divided Water Valley. The small house was still there. Wang Baoyu did not go inside to rest. He immediately ordered his men to climb up the ladder to the South Peak Sect.

After passing through a patch of uneven hills and trees, the terrain in front of them suddenly lowered. The area under the South Mountain Gate's jurisdiction turned out to be a basin.

He could clearly feel that the temperature had increased by quite a bit. The Five Elements Flowers planted on a large area below him were still exceptionally high, and the flowers here were exceptionally beautiful.

From the map, he knew that the Southern Mountain's Gate's cities were also located along the southern coast. They could be inserted all the way to the sect's location.

It was now noon. Wang Baoyu's army of cultivators had greatly increased in strength. They didn't need to attack Wang Baoyu. With a wave of the sword, everyone charged forward.

Roughly two hours later, an eye-catching small mountain appeared on the side of the road. The soil was red, and steam was continuously seeping out of it, giving off a feeling of a scorching heat wave.

On the mountain, there was a strange plant. It was completely red, about one meter tall, without any leaves or flowers. There was only a single stem on it, and its top was bulging, forming a fiery red ball.

"Haha, this is the Ever-Flame Grass. It grows in hot soil. Quick, take off that seed ball at the top. " Tong Yansong said excitedly.

"Cultivator of the Elemental Cultivation Stage, gather the fire grass here. After you finish harvesting, cut down all the grass. The rest of the cultivators, follow me to continue our campaign against the South Mountain Sect." Wang Baoyu instructed.

The Pei-yuan cultivators immediately got busy. The hot air made their heads sweat profusely, and the ground under their feet was scorching hot. They dared not to stay here for more than two seconds and could only wave their steel sabers back and forth, jumping up and down.

In broad daylight, such a big commotion would naturally be discovered by the cultivators of the South Peak Martial School. When Wang Baoyu led the crowd to the main gate, the hundreds of South Peak Martial School's cultivators had long lined up in formation, ready to fight to the death.

Sect Leader Han Kui was in his early forties. His face was sharp and his gaze cold. He was already in the late Foundation Establishment stage. Beside him was a fat elder and a thin elder. They were also in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

However, when Han Kui saw the incoming group of cultivators, his heart still trembled. Four late Foundation Establishment grand stage cultivators, as well as the mid and early Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, numbered in the tens.

"Why did the Dongyue Clan not respect the rules and barge into the territory of our Nanyue Clan?" Han Kui shouted, but his eyes did not linger on Wang Baoyu; he was too young.

"Haha, head Han, let me introduce myself. I am the head of the Dongyue Clan, Wang Baoyu. Correct your words. Not only are there people from the Dongyue Clan, there are also people from the Zhongyue Sect and the Northern Yue Sect." Wang Baoyu held Little White and took a step forward, laughing without restraint.

"You guys actually turned back?" Han Kui was so shocked that the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Since you've already gone the other way, there's only you left. Hurry up and surrender, otherwise, flatten the entire Southern Mountains and leave not a single blade of grass behind." Wang Baoyu's face suddenly became cold, and he unrestrainedly threatened.

"In your dreams, as the Sect Leader, why would I be inferior to you? Moreover, your cultivation base is so low. "Besides, bullying the weak and bullying the weak is not considered as being a hero. We won't accept this." Han Kui stuck out his chest.

"It's obvious that you have more people!" Tong Yansong said unafraid of further confusion.

"You guys are stronger!" Han Kui reluctantly admitted this.

"Alright!" Wang Baoyu clapped. "Han Kui, I'll let you see. Even if you are evenly matched, you are still no match for me."

"If I can't beat him, I'm willing to surrender!" Han Kui believed that he had seized this opportunity, and he was well aware that group brawls were not a match for him.

"Yang Yuan, Elder Gao, Elder Xiong!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

"Let them see your might!" Wang Baoyu gave the order, and then called for everyone to step back a hundred meters, leaving an open space.

If he could kill these three late Foundation Establishment cultivators, perhaps he would have a chance at victory. Han Kui narrowed his eyes and took the lead in waving his palm at Yang Yuan.

The South Peak Martial School's Crimson Flame Art was indeed unique. The Qi waves produced by their palms were actually accompanied by a scorching heat.

The other two Elders of the South Peak Martial School also rushed up. With a wave of their palms, waves of burning Zhen Qi attacked Elder Gao and Elder Xiong.

In comparison, the Northern Yue Sect's Yang Yuan's group's attack power was much weaker. There was no heat wave, only a thick pillar of air.

However, water and fire had the advantage of restraining the five elements from each other. After the true qi came into contact with each other, Han Kui and the others from the South Peak Martial School suddenly realized that the true qi they released was actually shorter as if it had been devoured by the other party.

In the end, it was a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. His reaction was abnormally quick, and when he noticed something abnormal, the three of them immediately retreated several meters. Their faces revealed incomparable shock.

Yang Yuan finally understood the gist of it and couldn't help laughing out loud, "Han Kui, you've been defeated in one move. You're definitely not his match, so don't put up a last-ditch effort."

"No, you used a demonic technique. It's not a martial art!" Han Kui shouted.

"Han Kui, as a man, you have to keep your promise. Otherwise, you'll only end up as a laughingstock." Yang Yuan said coldly.

"No, I am about to enter the Hong Yue Sect. I cannot be in cahoots with all of you." After Han Kui said this, he suddenly threw a Fireball Charm at Yang Yuan and quickly flew into the sect.