C24 Severe Punishment of Villains

When He Tianyun smacked his face, his arm formed a fan shape, saving a lot of energy. Following a crisp sound, the person that was hit immediately covered his face and spun three rounds on the ground. Only after a long time did he release his hand. It was obvious that he had been beaten senseless, and a distinct handprint appeared on his face.

This fellow looked towards the crowd and discovered that many people were looking at him with obvious ridicule in their eyes. They opened their mouths and spat out a mouthful of blood. Some of the more meticulous people saw the blood on the ground, mixed with three teeth.

Realizing that he had lost three teeth, the fellow suddenly came to his senses, and said with a furious glare, "Brat, you dare hit me? Do you know who I am? "The Ninth Elder of the Greencloud Sword Sect will never regret being my uncle. I am his nephew, Bao Wenzhong. If you hit me, you're dead for sure." After saying that, he waved his hand towards the people behind him and shouted, "Brothers, beat him to death. This young master will handle it."

As soon as his voice fell, behind Bao Wenzhong, sixteen people appeared and surrounded Lu Qingfeng and the other four. Lu Qingfeng, Duanmu Baiyun, He Tianyun, and Zhu You Cai each took up a position in the north, south, east, west, and north. At the same time, he looked at the other party, and realized that among the sixteen people, only Bao Wenzhong and a skinny youth were in the Upper Realm. Three of them were in the Spiritual Truth Realm, and the remaining eleven were in the Genuine Realm.

Upon seeing this, the four of them all had the same thought in their hearts. It seemed that these people had bullied many good people, and they must be villains who had harmed an entire region.

Seeing the four of them being surrounded, Bao Wenzhong coldly laughed, "This time, none of you will be able to escape. Fight for me." As soon as the order was given, the sixteen of them didn't dare to hesitate. With weapons in their hands, they charged forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

The twenty people clashed, weapons clashing, screams of agony, and the shocked cries of the onlookers mixed together. The area where the fight took place instantly became a mess.

With Lu Qingfeng's character, he was originally not willing to fight with these people because their cultivation was too low and was not worth it for him to do so. However, since this Bao Wenzhong had provoked He Tianyun, regardless of whether He Tianyun was right or wrong, he would not stand idly by and watch. This was what a friend should be like. Regardless of the reason, he would first resolve the problem before doing anything else.

When the four of them were surrounded, they had already agreed that if they were to fight here, there must not be any deaths. Otherwise, it would be hard for the Greencloud Sword Sect to gain a foothold here. It had to be said that Bao Wenzhong's registration number had indeed saved his life.

The four of them held onto this principle and continued to move between the sixteen people, avoiding their vital points. In other areas, they would strike, chop, lift, block, pierce, hang, sweep and other forms of swordplay without end, causing the sixteen people to have no way of fighting back.

Lu Qingfeng's idea was to make these people leave things behind before they left. With Lu Qingfeng's cultivation base at the peak of the True Realm, coupled with the ingenuity of the Tai Yi Mysterious Gate Sword, he would be able to deal with these people with ease and ease. All sorts of exquisite moves were performed at random. Lu Qingfeng had stabbed forward and then slashed to two sides. One of the people's left arm had already been cut off. Sensing a fierce wind blowing behind him, he turned around and whipped his horse. Lu Qingfeng had cut off the other man's right leg. Compared to Lu Qingfeng and the others, the difference in their cultivation was too big. It was as if the old man was playing around with a naughty child.

If not for the fact that an arm or a leg would fly out from the ring, the spectators would have thought that this was a game, a pure entertainment.

In less than a minute, the boring game was over. Half of the cultivators among the 16 people noticed that something was wrong. When they saw that their opponent was waving at them, they became timid. To cultivators, losing an arm and a leg was worse than killing them.

Thus, among Bao Wenzhong's group, eight people quickly withdrew from the battle and became the onlookers. These people were mixed in with the crowd, their legs still trembling uncontrollably. They were really suspenseful a moment ago, almost to the point that one of their legs didn't belong to them.

Bao Wenzhong's entire body was covered in blood and there were more than a dozen cuts on his skin. But luckily, he was not missing any parts. He looked at the seven people on the ground, then looked at Lu Qingfeng and the other three. His gaze was filled with venom. At this time, the eight people who were mixed in with the crowd walked behind Bao Wenzhong. When he saw these eight people, Bao Wenzhong angrily said, "You eight useless things. "Hurry, drag the brothers off the ground."

During the fight just now, Bao Wenzhong had clearly seen that amongst the four opponents, the one in white robes had been the most ruthless. He had remembered Lu Qingfeng's appearance in his heart. After he finished giving orders to his subordinates, Bao Wenzhong turned to look at Lu Qingfeng and the other three, "Remember, after you beat up my men, this matter is not over. Sooner or later, this young master will settle it with you." After exchanging a few pleasantries, Bao Wenzhong led his men through the crowd and headed in the opposite direction of the Greencloud Sword Sect.

Bao Wenzhong obviously couldn't participate in the Clear Cloud Sword Sect's disciple recruitment test. Not to mention that he already had seven people under his command with incomplete limbs, his injuries weren't light either. Although his uncle was the Ninth Elder here, he did not dare to break the record.

Seeing that the fight was over, the disciples of the Greencloud Sword Sect ordered everyone to stand in line again. Soon, fifty paths were neatly arranged on the plaza as the disciple recruitment officially began.

The Greencloud Sword Sect attached great importance to the registration process, taking almost every aspect into consideration. Their main purpose in doing so was to prevent spies from other sects from sneaking into the sect. In the past, something like this happened in a sect. A genius from another sect snuck into this sect, and this genius' cultivation speed was astonishing. He used only dozens of years of time to climb into the position of an elder, and got the trust of this sect's head. This sect had suffered great losses in numerous external operations.

Since the registration process was very careful, it would inevitably affect the speed of registration. Nearly twenty thousand people were waiting here until the sun had set. Only then would the registration process be considered complete.

In the square within a circumference of 50 miles, over 200 thousand people were gathered here, making it seem extremely spacious and empty. The entire field was filled with clamor. The moment they parted ways with their families was right in front of their eyes. Whether it was the young men who participated in the exam or the elders who came to see them off, all of them showed reluctance to part. There were those who cried while hugging their grandson or their son; those who sat in front of their grandpa or their son while their father patiently taught them; there were even those who spoke softly to their brother; the loudest were their friends who came to send them off; they drank wine together.

The entire plaza was as chaotic as a large free market. The four of them stood outside the mountain gate and looked towards the interior of the sect. There were a total of eleven mountains. Cultivators were, after all, human and ordinary mortals who cultivated it. Even though the night did not affect their line of sight, they still liked the light of the night.

Lu Qingfeng and the others arrived at a corner on the west side of the square. This place was far away from the crowd, so it was very quiet. He sat down on the ground and picked up a mouthful of food. After chewing on it a few times, he said in a slurred voice, "This food is not good, I still have a lot of Demon Leopard meat for you to eat."

With that, he took out the special barbecue rack, charcoal, and other items from his storage ring and began his work. Although Zhu Youcai was roasting, his mouth was not idle. He would occasionally turn his head to talk to the three of them. After an hour, the barbeque was over and the four of them would begin to drink.

At the moment when the meat was cooked, the fragrance quickly spread out, causing many people in the crowd to stop their steps and watch. Although this place was remote, it was very conspicuous, and if something were to happen, once someone noticed it, they wouldn't be able to run away.

Just as the four of them were happily drinking, a fiery red figure rapidly approached from the direction of the mountain gate. With the Spiritual Sense of Lu Qingfeng and the other three, they quickly caught the trail of the person. She was a beautiful young woman, wearing a long skirt that was like fire, and she had an elegant running posture. Her footsteps were light and graceful, and her long skirt was blown backwards by the wind, causing the part of her body in front of her to be stuck to her body.

Lu Qingfeng, Duanmu Xiaoyun, Zhu Youcai, and He Tianyun all stopped eating and drinking, quietly waiting for the arrival of this beautiful woman. Two to three minutes later, the woman stopped in front of the four of them.

Looking at her closely, the four of them had a slight change in their initial impressions of her. On her delicate oval shaped face, there was a pair of ice-blue almond eyes. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and her lips were slightly closed. When he first saw her fiery-red long skirt, he would have thought that she was an enthusiastic and unrestrained girl. Only now, upon closer observation, did he realize that there was a huge contrast between her and her attire. It was simply a perfect opposites.

A short while later, her red lips parted, and a voice like that of a chirping bird floated out from between her parted teeth, "After you enter the sect, you must be on your guard against any grievances. He is a person who must be reported for his flaws, and after you beat up his nephew, he will definitely not let you go.