Quick Wear: The host is addicted to abusing scum and is cruel and brutal

Once the purple thunder appeared, the oath of heaven was fulfilled and there was no turning back, which meant that the situation between them would not end until death.

It happened in a flash and no one had time to stop it.

To be precise, no one present could stop it.

By the time everyone came to their senses, they were already shocked by Fu Qi's aura and pressure.

Especially Wu Yan. His cultivation, which he was so proud of, was completely suppressed for a moment when facing Fu Qi.

In just this instant, the difference in strength was immediately apparent, which meant that Fu Qi's cultivation could not be lower than his. Thinking of this, Wuyan's face became extremely ugly.

"Impossible, your cultivation level cannot improve so quickly, you are a demon cultivator." When he thought about his plan to seize the sword bone being made public, he already had murderous intentions towards this eldest disciple and immediately accused her of a crime.

Fu Qi looked at the sanctimonious master in front of him and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"This is the Silent Master that everyone praises. In fact, he is a despicable and shameless person. In order to cover up his own crimes, he can't wait to accuse his disciple of a crime."

Now that the relationship has been broken, Fu Qi has no intention of holding back. However, the stage has already been set, so he naturally cannot let it go.

Fu Qi took out her own shining big sword, which was a treasure she got herself. Now that she chose to be high-profile, she would be rampant to the end.

When the others looked at the sword in Fu Qi's hand, they knew it was a top-grade spiritual weapon, and their eyes shone with a burning light.

Fu Qi ignored him, circulated his spiritual power, and swung out a powerful sword energy, directly splitting the sword tip in half.

Seeing this scene, Wuyan's pupils shrank slightly. Even he could hardly exert the power of this sword. Now facing Fu Qi, he felt a little more afraid.

However, after seeing his sword being treated like this, he could no longer suppress his anger and directly raised his sword, "Evil disciple."

If he doesn't capture this eldest disciple today, how can he retain his dignity in the sect?

Seeing Wuyan's posture, it was exactly what Fu Qi wanted, but she didn't use her full strength. After all, her current cultivation level was higher than his.

Fu Qi played like a cat playing with a mouse, leaving many sword marks on Wuyan's body, but she herself was unharmed.

The original owner's several junior brothers looked at the two people fighting, with mixed feelings in their hearts, and it was hard to tell whether it was jealousy or resentment.

However, they now extremely hope that their master can defeat Fu Qi, so that they can deal with him as they please without being misunderstood by the people in the sect.

Until now, they still don’t think they are wrong, they just think that others have misunderstood them. They are truly birds of a feather.

Wu Yan became more and more frightened as the fight went on. His cultivation was suppressed and he was completely unable to find Fu Qi's weakness. Finally, Fu Qi stabbed him in the shoulder with a sword and he fell directly to the ground, spitting out blood.

The original owner's several junior brothers did not expect that their master, whom they worshipped as a god in the past, would actually be defeated by the eldest sister. They were all stunned for a moment.

"With your level of cultivation, you dare to come out and embarrass yourself. Even the spirit pigs raised in the back mountain are better than you." The original owner's words of disdain were heard by everyone present.

When the original owner's fellow disciples heard that Fu Qi was actually insulting their master, they didn't care about anything else and rushed forward with swords in hand, wanting to avenge their master.

However, they fell to the ground and vomited blood when Fu Qi swept them with his sleeves. Even their own swords broke into several pieces. They looked very miserable.

Fu Qi used his spiritual power to transmit a message to Wu Yan, "I wonder what you would do if your disciples died one by one in front of you?"