Chapter: 458

"It seems that there is still a grudge between them!"

"It's no wonder that Zhang Jing's complexion was so bad just now, and he hesitated to speak. What kind of enemies has he provoked for our sect!"

The group of elders behind Zhang Baoshan stared at Zhang Jing in shock and anger.

"Your Excellency, if my son has offended you in any way, how about I apologize to you on his behalf, how about going to the palace for a cup of tea?"

Zhang Baoshan's expression was not very good-looking, and he said bravely.

Ning Qi smiled: "You don't need to drink tea. These two are disciples of Qingyun Sect. My friend, I heard that you beat Qingyun Sect to pieces. Today I came here to ask for an explanation."

"Azure Cloud Sect..."

A wry smile and regret appeared on Zhang Baoshan's face, and he roared in his heart: Why does Qing Yunzong have something to do with Dou Wang! Why never heard of it before!

"Your Excellency, I..."

Zhang Baoshan was just about to speak to steady Ning Qi.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing not far away.

Ning Qi looked up, but saw a few disciples wearing the clothes of the Baishan sect, holding a whip, driving a group of people. They were dressed in ragged clothes and were as thin as dry wood. Among them were men and women, some were old, and some were children. , Chained together, this group of people seemed to be walking dead, lifeless on their faces.

Suddenly, a seven or eight-year-old child fainted and immediately slowed down.

"Get up, don't pretend to be dead!"

A disciple snorted coldly, and the whip in his hand exploded in the air, and swung it towards the child. The child's mother quickly hugged him, and blocked the whip forcefully with her back.

Snapped!

The already tattered clothes were torn into pieces by the whip, and the flesh was ripped open. The blood instantly soaked the woman's back. She howled in pain, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

When Yang Zhiwen saw it, his eyes burst into tears: "Sister-in-law!!"

When the woman heard the voice, she looked towards Yang Zhiwen weakly, but because of the pain, her eyes couldn't see clearly.

"You are a bunch of devils!"

Yang Zhiwen roared excitedly at Zhang Baoshan.

Ning Qi's expression also became extremely gloomy in an instant. The disciple hadn't noticed the situation here, and wanted to wave the whip in his hand again to hit the woman.

The next moment, Ning Qi had already slapped him.

With a distance of tens of feet, four silver dragons roared and bombarded that disciple. He didn't even respond, and was torn to pieces on the spot. He didn't even know how he died until he died.

Only then did the other disciples realize that something seemed wrong.

"So strong!"

Zhang Baoshan and the others froze in place, still reminiscing about Ning Qi's palm just now, and at the same time, fear rose in their hearts.

"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding."

Zhang Baoshan hurriedly wanted to make amends.

Yang Zhiwen had already rushed to the woman's side to check her injuries, and the woman saw Yang Zhiwen's face clearly and cried out, "Uncle, save your nephew!"