C22 Lord Sect Leader Look at Me

His Sect Leader had been pampered since he was young and was superior to others. Yet, this person actually spoke rudely to his Sect Leader and even tried to bring him back. How could he tolerate this?

"All of you, stand back. Just pretend you didn't see what happened today. Let's just forget about this matter."

Ji Rao: "..."

He pulled Soong Qing's sleeve, "Forget it, let's retreat quickly. Otherwise, it won't be good if the Flying Flower Building people come back later. "

Yan Tingzhi stared at Soong Qing and said, "You've gone too far."

"Let's go." After Ji Rao said that in a low voice, he grabbed Soong Qing's shoulder and the two of them jumped down.

"Halt!" Yan Tingzhi ran to the window and followed without hesitation.

"In the courtyard!" That person exclaimed, he was afraid that something really happened to Yan Tingzhi, so he quickly followed.

Yan Tingzhi's kung fu was actually higher than Soong Qing's, and so was his kung fu.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ji Rao saw a flash of light. His eyes turned cold as he pulled Soong Qing away. The thread in his hand wrapped around Yan Tingzhi's sword and pulled towards the side.

"Who the hell are you?!" Yan Tingzhi stared at Ji Rao with a fiery gaze and a gaze like a wolf's.

"Little gongzi's words are funny. We have no enmity between us, it should be enough for you to chase us for such a long distance, right?"

"Cut the crap!" If you don't say it today, you can just stay here! " The youth that arrived later drew his sword and charged towards Ji Rao.

After being stopped by Soong Qing's sword, the two of them became entangled in battle.

Just as Wu Tie wanted to help, he heard the sound of something tearing through the air. With a wave of his hands, the red thread twisted Yan Tingzhi's sword, preventing it from going in any further.

The young man on the other side had average kung fu skills, so he naturally couldn't compare to Soong Qing. Soong Qing slapped out his palm and took the opportunity to stab the young man's shoulder while he dodged.

The red thread of Ji Rao locked onto Yan Tingzhi's throat. Yan Tingzhi's sword was pressed against Ji Rao's chest. Neither of the two sides moved at all in this stalemate.

Soong Qing raised his sword to stab Yan Tingzhi in the back.

Ji Rao's pupils shrank. Actually, he didn't think about anything at that moment. He just felt that Yan Tingzhi shouldn't have died like this, if it was due to his relationship …

"Sect Leader!"

Ji Rao turned his body to kick Yan Tingzhi's sword out of the way and then rushed forward to push Yan Tingzhi away.

Soong Qing hurriedly retracted his hand, but he did not stop his sword's momentum and directly cut Ji Rao in the chest.

"Sect Leader!" Soong Qing pulled Ji Rao into his embrace, and reached out his hand to cover Ji Rao's wound with a flustered look, "Are you alright? Is Sect Leader alright? "

Ji Rao grabbed Soong Qing's hand and said while clenching his teeth, "Let's go back."

He looked at Ji Rao's masked face and asked loudly, "What did you call him?"

However, Soong Qing ignored him, directly picked up Ji Rao and left.

Yan Tingzhi wanted to follow him, but something was thrown out. It exploded in the air and was blocked by the smoke.

When the smoke cleared, there was no trace of the two men.

"Court... "Cough, cough, cough."

Yan Tingzhi suppressed the urge to chase after him and quickly walked to the youth's side. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." The young man coughed twice, "The wound is not deep." "But you …" He looked at Yan Tingzhi with a hesitant gaze, "Do you know who that was?"

Yan Tingzhi paused for a moment and then lowered his eyebrows. "I don't know."

"That person was called 'Sect Leader' just now. How many people can be called 'Sect Leader'?" The young man smiled bitterly, "I thought it was strange from the beginning." Master of Devil Religion, Ji Rao, wearing red robes all year round, with red silk as a weapon. His kung fu skills are not weak. I was afraid that you would suffer a loss. I originally wanted you to stall them first before calling people over … I didn't expect you to just jump in after me. "

"It's my fault for being inconsiderate."