Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

"Sect master, you've really made up your mind." Feng Sicheng still wanted to make a final effort to persuade Feng Yuanqing.

"There's no need to say anything. I've already made up my mind. This time, even if I have to destroy both Jade and common stone, I won't let those ungrateful people get what they want." Old master Feng waved his hand.

Seeing the old man speak so firmly, Liang yunhuai quickly gave him a look.

Old master Feng understood and coughed a few times, the White silk handkerchief covering his mouth stained with blood.

Ling Chuxi broke out in a cold sweat. Where did this blood come from? Bite through the skin of the mouth? Or did he put something in his mouth in advance? He didn't dare to think too deeply, he didn't dare to think deeply.

Although he didn't dare to compliment the old man's acting skills, his attitude was really unquestionable. If he were in another world, he would definitely win the most dedicated actor award.

A series of messy footsteps could be heard. Hundreds of people arrived at the clear wind sect in an aggressive manner and walked straight to the martial arts field.

The two old men in the lead had haughty expressions on their faces. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable greed and excitement as they looked at the members of the clear wind sect.

These two people were the sect leaders of the seven Star sect, du Yiwen, and the sect leaders of the bright moon sect, Cai dongze.

"Sect leader Feng, today is the final deadline. I wonder if you've thought about it. Are you going to sell those few properties or are you going to wait for us to do it ourselves?" Du Yiwen said without beating around the bush. His attitude was arrogant, and he did not put the people from the clear wind sect in his eyes at all.

He did have the right to be arrogant. Including the bright moon sect, they had a total of four late-stage, six mid-stage, and seven early-stage ethereal cultivators. They were not much weaker than the clear wind sect at its peak. Now that the clear wind sect was heavily injured and its disciples had fallen apart, their strength was firmly above the clear wind sect.

The clear wind sect was a well-known ancient sect in the sage realm. Its status was only below that of the five great sects. If it were not for the fact that the clear wind sect was dragged down by the marriage, resulting in a shortage of their experts, du Yiwen would never have had the chance to raise his head in front of them in his entire life.

The seven stars sect had been scheming for so many years and finally succeeded. Du Yiwen would be letting himself down if he didn't take this opportunity to be arrogant.

Seeing the menacing enemies, the disciples of the clear wind sect became even more nervous. Even their hands, which were holding onto the hilt of their swords, were trembling slightly.

Loyalty was one thing, but when they saw the Alliance formed between the seven stars sect and the bright moon sect, whose strength had firmly surpassed the clear wind sect, these disciples couldn't help but feel pessimistic. It seemed that the clear wind sect would not be able to escape this time. How many people would survive, including himself?

Ling Chuxi noticed their uneasiness and secretly shook her head. Like many sects with a long history, although the strength of the disciples of the clear wind sect was not bad, they lacked experience and lacked the courage. They hadn't even made a move yet, and if they really did, they probably wouldn't even be able to use half of their strength.

Of course, Feng Yuanqing and elder Qing had also noticed the unbearable behavior of these disciples. They sighed in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do. Even Feng wuchen, the successor of the sect master, was weak and incompetent, let alone the people under him. After so many years of pampering, they had long been spoiled. At least, it was impossible to change it in a short time.

"You shameless people who repay kindness with ingratitude, you want to seize my sect's property? dream on!" Feng Yuanqing slammed the chair heavily and shouted angrily. On one hand, he was really angry. On the other hand, he was also encouraging his disciples. However, in his anger, he forgot that he was an extra. His eyes were wide open.