Chapter 1026: A hundred times difference

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were on Xiao Yi.

No, to be precise, it was gathered on the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

The cold white blade and the extremely sharp blade, far surpassing the aura of the low-grade holy artifact, and even the powerful aura that is not inferior to the sky jade.

All prove that this is a powerful middle-grade holy artifact.

"Middle Grade Sacred Artifact?" The deacons exclaimed.

Yes, what Xiao Yi was holding at the moment was Leng Yanjian.

Deacon Tongtianfeng suddenly reacted, and then shouted violently.

"Naughty disciple Xiao Yi, why, if you want to use a sword to commit a crime?"

"Don't you want to catch it soon?"

Xiao Yi turned his head slightly, and looked at Deacon Tongtianfeng with an indifferent gaze, "Please remove the word disciple. I have nothing to do with Tianzang Academy."

"Take out the word stubborn, too. You don't have the right to make irresponsible remarks to me."

When the voice fell, Xiao Yi turned back and looked at Wang Yue in front of him.

At this moment, Wang Yue's face was extremely ugly, but he did not dare to move.

The sharp point of the sword is now against his throat.

On the tip of the sword, the terrifying cold white light seemed to freeze his blood.

"Get off." Xiao Yi yelled, the tip of the sword retracted, and the body of the sword struck hard.

Boom... With a loud sound, Wang Yue was beaten back and forth.

When it fell on the ground, the potholes were even worse.

Embarrassed appearance, blood was vomiting at the mouth, bloodshot blood was left on his chest with sword marks.

However, as soon as the bloodshot flowed out, it was frozen by the cold white aura remaining on the scar, making him more uncomfortable.

Xiao Yi retracted the Leng Yanjian, his expression returning to his usual indifference.

He didn't look at Wang Yue, Deacon Tong Tianfeng, or everyone around him.

With steady steps, he moved slowly, turned and left.

All around, everyone was silent, and no disciple dared to talk about it wantonly.

Perhaps, everyone was still immersed in the surprise that Wang Yue, a direct disciple of Tongtian Peak, was easily defeated by Xiao Yi.

Or perhaps, everyone was surprised that Xiao Yi was actually carrying a holy artifact.

In short, no one stopped him.

It wasn't until that ruthless and cold back figure had gradually disappeared from everyone's eyes and had been far away, that the deacons had reacted.

"Bastard." The Deacon of Tongtianfeng was full of anger, "What a stubborn disciple, is he who comes to Tianzang Academy if he wants to, and leaves if he wants?"

"To hurt Wang Yue now is to provoke me to Tongtian Peak."

"Come on, catch the kid for me and come back. I will lock him in the Tongtianfeng retreat room and wait for the school staff to be punished."

Several inner deacons nodded their heads and were about to act.

"Slow." Deacon You snorted softly.

"What qualifications do you have to stop him?"

"Tongtian jade, he has returned it; he has personally denied his identity as a disciple of the Tianzang Academy, and has nothing to do with it."

"Tian Zang Academy, never forcibly retain any disciple."

"This is the end of the matter. If anyone dares to make waves again, don't blame me for being polite."

Deacon You let out a cold cry, resounding throughout the audience.

"You're welcome?" Deacon Tongtianfeng sneered, "Deacon You, are you afraid that you have forgotten your identity?"

"I am the deacon of Twelve Peaks, and you are just the deacon of the inner door. When will it be your turn to order me?"

Deacon You looked at the indifferent back that was gradually invisible in the distance, and his face became more and more ugly.

With cold eyes, he immediately looked at Deacon Tongtianfeng.

"Deacon Xu, I have already said, if you have to go your own way, you can try."

"Even if Elder Tongtian is here, I won't be polite."

The vigorous voice is like Hong Zhong, and the earthquakes are in everyone's ears.

Deacon Tongtianfeng's face changed, but he stopped talking.

Around, some new beginner disciples showed doubts on their faces.

Deacon You is just a deacon in the inner sect, so Deacon De Xu, one of the Deacons of the Twelve Peaks, dare not say anything?

Before everyone can figure it out, whoosh... Deacon You has already dashed away, chasing after the indifferent figure that has gone away.

On the spot, Fang Shushu and others also reacted instantly.

"Damn it, chase Xiao Yi back."

Li Fengxing and the others nodded.

Swish...wish...wish...everyone rushed away.

Around, a group of deacon disciples had complex faces.

Or surprised, or confused, or unbelievable.

A new beginner disciple, who has gone through many levels and even entered the Twelve Peaks, should have a good future, but after only entering the door for three days, he resolutely left?

In the twelve peaks of the heavens, there are many arrogances and countless strong ones.

But today, in front of the Twelve Peaks of Tianzang, a disciple who teaches him by himself is a miserable defeat?

In the eyes of everyone, what happened today seems to be a farce, and even a big joke that was caught off guard.

But, one day, everyone present today, all the deacons and disciples who have watched the battle, will find that what happened today must be a pity.

"It's all gone." Suddenly, a deacon scolded.

The surrounding deacons and disciples gradually dispersed.

But no one noticed that a humble old man was joking in the crowd.

The playful smile is full of jokes and joy.

"Tianzang Academy, really a bunch of fools." The old man said to himself inexplicably.

The voice is not loud, but not small, but no one around can hear him clearly.

Whoosh... the old man's figure flashed, and he left, at an astonishing speed.

The deacons present, including Deacon Tongtianfeng, did not notice.

...

Tianzang Academy, outside the gate.

Xiao Yi's figure never stopped for half a minute.

Whoosh... Until Deacon You's figure suddenly appeared and stopped him.

"Xiao Yi, why be impulsive." Deacon You frowned and looked at Xiao Yi with a serious tone.

"Deacon You." Xiao Yi suddenly bowed slightly to Deacon You.

"It's hard to take care of these days when I came to Tianzang Academy."

"However, I have no impulse." Xiao Yi shook his head, his expression cold and firm.

"Really?" Deacon You asked seriously.

"Really." Xiao Yi nodded.

"Don't regret it?" Deacon You asked in a deep voice.

"No regrets." Xiao Yi shook his head.

"All right then." Deacon You sighed.

"Boy is leaving." Xiao Yi arched his hands.

"Hold on." Deacon You waved his hand and said, "Before we go, listen to the old man's words."

"Although I don't know where your middle-grade sacrificial artifacts came from, you must not take them out at will when you are out in the future, otherwise you will be killed."

"The kid knows." Xiao Yi nodded, "Before you really step into the Promise Saint Realm, the kid will be careful."

"Holy Realm?" Deacon You rolled his eyes, "Even the old man, the Holy King Realm, must be careful when holding the middle-grade holy artifacts."

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Deacon You also frowned, "Boy, don't you know what level of treasure the middle-grade holy artifact is?"

"The difference between the middle-grade sacred artifacts and the lower-grade sacred artifacts is only one level, but it's a hundred times the distance."

"Even a strong man at the level of the old man can greatly increase his strength."

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