C58 Lowly Zhou Ao

Zhou Ao's body had been hollowed out by the alcohol. His bones were white, and his cultivation base was mostly built up by Spiritual Pills. The seventh level of Foundation Establishment was also very weak.

"If the Qing Xuan Sect is a lecher like you, then it's fine if this marriage alliance doesn't work!"

Nangong Xuan berated loudly. Asking for a lower limit on this fellow still exceeded her imagination.

If it was not for the fact that she had the advantage in terms of cultivation, she might really have met with misfortune.

She waved her fist fiercely, mixed with waves of strong wind, and swept towards Zhou Ao's face. A large net was suddenly laid in the sky, and even the Spiritual Energy felt a little boiling.

"Ah!"

Zhou Ao was completely defeated. A miserable cry sounded. It was as if dozens of slaps had been slapped on his face. Except for his skull, it was as if his brain was no longer his own.

"Damn, isn't this guy a little too strong?"

No matter what, Zhou Ao was at the high level of Foundation Establishment. Even though his actual combat strength was pitifully low compared to his current realm, he was still at the high level of Foundation Establishment. At the very least, he had the ability to protect himself.

Otherwise, Qian De wouldn't have allowed him to act recklessly in the Sect. If he really angered others and attacked in anger, he would at least be able to hold on until the Fifth Elder came personally.

In the eyes of these onlookers, Zhou Ao was a living human target. However, they had to pretend that their hands were slippery and couldn't hit the target accurately.

In the past, even if they were bullied by him, they could only endure it. After all, most people's masters didn't want to have any contact with him. They would rather deal with Elder Wu directly.

"Don't say that. Watching Senior Brother Zhou get beaten up like this, I feel quite good. Finally, someone helped me vent my anger."

"Me too. Two days ago, I used nine bulls' strength to get a thousand-year-old spiritual herb from the outside. In the end, I was targeted by him."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It's time to let this kid suffer a loss. I can't let him get all the benefits."

There were nearly thirty thousand disciples in the Qing Xuan Sect. They had more or less heard of Zhou Ao's great name. At this moment, these senior students who had entered the martial arts field for at least two years had been taken advantage of by him.

With their status and status, even if they had the strength to suppress Zhou Ao, they wouldn't have the courage to do so. Otherwise, their own path of Dao would be ruined.

Nangong Xuan helped so many people settle a total score at the same time. Her actions were extremely heavy. Very quickly, the male figure in the picture could no longer stand up. He was thrown away like a human sandbag.

"Shut up. Just be a bystander and be at ease. If we don't have the strength, then don't get involved."

The voices of the disciples gradually died down. Although they were discussing, there might be some opportunistic people who would write them down and then go to the Fifth Elder to claim credit.

"The Qing Xuan Sect has really disappointed me. Stand up now and leave a pair of underpants for your Sect."

Nangong Xuan's voice and expression were very cold. If it wasn't for Chen Fan, she would have left the Qing Xuan Sect and never come to such a place again.

As a transcendent power, the gap between them and the Hua Ding Sect was too great. From the style of the young disciples, it could be seen that Zhou Ao was an outstanding representative.

"You are just a maid. How could you have the guts to decide the matters of the two great sects? What nonsense!"

"From the perspective of the Hua Ding Sect, without the protection of Fifth Elder, it's impossible for someone like you to survive for even a day."

Nangong Xuan then spoke out the thoughts of everyone.

"Don't talk nonsense to outsiders. It is not your turn to point fingers at the internal affairs of the Qing Xuan Sect."

Zhou Ao instinctively felt that something was not right. Judging from the change in Nangong Xuan's attitude, there was something strange about it.

He was almost certain that the person in front of him was not Nangong Xuan's maid. Of course, he would not have guessed Nangong Xuan's identity even if he had racked his brain. It was such a illogical thing.

At this age, Zhou Ao suddenly felt some regret. If he had known earlier, he should have kept it a secret. Perhaps this Miss Li was specially sent by the Hua Ding Sect to test him.

It was obvious that this was the first time Nangong Xuan had investigated him. With Zhou Ao's failure, the entire Qing Xuan Sect had been dragged down to fail.

"I indeed don't have this right, but they definitely have it. In such a huge Qing Xuan Sect, is there really no law?"

The Nangong election couldn't be bothered anymore. He didn't even have the intention to attack him anymore. He was really afraid of dirtying his hands, so he simply pointed in the direction of the arena.

After that, he stomped his feet with all his strength, turned around, and returned to the house, leaving behind the dumbfounded Zhou Ao.

"What's going on?"

His head was full of confusion. He had hooked up with Zhou Ao for no good reason. After a while, if there was another big fight, it couldn't just be an excuse to beat him up...

The truth quickly appeared in front of them. The Formation Patterns that had been hidden for a long time appeared on the ground. Those who had a bit of common sense could tell that this was the lowest level of conversion formation.

"Damn it, I knew this woman didn't have good intentions!"

At this moment, Zhou Ao finally understood. He had come to a realization, but he still didn't know when the formation had been activated, which made him feel even more terrified.

Could it be that after he stepped into the Pingquan Peak, every single move he made had been transmitted to the martial arena, and was seen by the disciples of the same sect who didn't put him in their eyes in the past?

When he looked in the direction of Nangong Xuan's small house, Zhou Ao's facial features instantly twisted. In his heart, he felt a surge of anger that was about to burst out, and he wished that he could burn the former to death on the spot before he could let it go.

However, he did not have the courage nor the strength to do so. He had been suppressed during the battle earlier, and if he rushed forward again, he would only be asking for trouble.

It caused him to try his best to gain a concrete understanding of himself. So it turned out that a group of inner court disciples had pushed the other inner court disciples to the side, and it was all an illusion that they'd deliberately put on an act.

"Exactly what did I say? I'm finished now. I have to quickly go and discuss with grandfather..."

Zhou Ao walked out of Pingquan Peak in a daze. Even if he was a genuine 250, he could still sense the sensitivity of his words.

He was very clear about the conflict between his grandfather and Sect Leader.

Although he had not guessed the sequence of events like Liu Chun and the others, he could still sense his mistake.

Subconsciously, he wanted to find Qian De to save the situation. This was his custom for the past twenty years. Anyway, with his grandfather's support, no matter what trouble happened, he would be able to get through it safely.

"Senior Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

At the bottom of the Pingquan Peak, hundreds of people had gathered here. They had all seen Zhou Ao coming down the mountain and had rushed over to watch the new show.

"Do you want us to send you back? If you don't feel well, don't force yourself. You can let go of your cultivation."

Several disciples spoke up one after another. At first glance, they sounded very concerned. If Zhou Ao hadn't seen those Formation Patterns, he might have believed them.