In the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, most of the true disciples are the king's disciples, and their status is beyond the ordinary core disciples.

Zhao Feng naturally "recognizes" these two true disciples now.

One of the young men in black clothes was none other than the leader of the last mission, Senior Brother Guangtian.

The other man, on the other hand, has a lean figure, sharp shoulders, and piercing eyes, giving him an aura of sharpness and prowess.

This person's cultivation has actually reached the half-step Danyuan realm.

"Senior Brother Huang Yunhu, this boy is arrogant and unruly. He once made rude remarks and was disrespectful to the king..."

The slightly fat young man Wang Yuan said in a slightly attentive manner.

Previously, Zhao Feng had said that even if the king came in person, he would not trade the Yin Ming Bird.

These words were naturally embellished by Wang Yuan, as if Zhao Feng didn't even take the king seriously.

"Huang Yunhu, the true disciple, is 'King Lu Yun, my sect; this man loves face and is the most unworthy of praise."

There are related memories in Zhao Feng's mind.

Although the previous "Zhao Feng" had only been in Wan Sheng Sect for half a year, he naturally had a certain understanding of the true disciples of those influential figures.

"Are you that Zhao Feng? You are really not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue. How can you interpret the words?

Huang Yunhu looked unkind and cold.

In Wan Sheng Sect, fights among disciples are very common. The sect turns a blind eye to this, as long as it does not harm lives.

After all, these discussions and battles can strengthen the competition among sect disciples.

"Junior Brother Zhao quickly apologize to Senior Brother Huang and Junior Brother Wang Yuan. You know Senior Brother Huang's temper...

Brother Naguang pretended to be between Zhao Feng and Huang Yunhu.

With a "concerned" look on his face, he advised Zhao Feng not to act out of anger.

"Let's do this, Junior Zhao Feng. You just need to kowtow obediently and admit your guilt. As for your disrespectful words towards the king, Huang will not pursue any further investigation."

Huang Yunhu crossed his arms and looked aggressive.

In his words, he regarded himself as a "disciple of the king" and was righteous.

Zhao Feng knew that these were all pretexts to bully the disciples; ordinary disciples might be able to reason with various far-fetched reasons, but in the end they would be useless.

Zhao Feng would naturally not be polite to such people in the sect circle who relied on their strength and power.

"Humph, the bottom of the two true disciples is not afraid of embarrassing your King Master."

Zhao Feng looked contemptuous.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd fell silent for a moment.

Several core disciples even shed a cold sweat for Zhao Feng.

The two Huang Yunhu were indeed in the middle and lower reaches among the true disciples.

But even so, the two of them are still in the upper reaches among the core disciples.

"You kid... how dare you disrespect the true disciples."

Even Senior Brother Guang felt that his face was dull.

Huang Yunhu was furious. A true disciple was looked down upon by a disciple who had only been a disciple for half a year.

Immediately.

He circulated half a step of true energy, and a thick layer of terracotta crystal light bloomed from his body, making the area look inexplicably heavy.

"Kneel down for me"

Huang Yunhu's half-step power in the Danyuan realm is not easy to defeat against a Zhenxuan level.

He was confident that he could knock that kid down if he took action.

However.

The handsome young man in the field of vision smiled disdainfully and waved his hand gently.

Behind him, a huge, eerie dark bird spread its translucent wings, and a puff of sinister wind and false flames flew towards Huang Yunhu.

The powerful power of the Yin Ming Bird made Huang Yunhu and others look pale and tremble physically and mentally.

"In the competition between Zhao Feng's disciples, you actually relied on the power of your spiritual pet."

Senior Brother Guang couldn't help but roar.

Huff puff

Huang Yunhu was beaten by a gust of evil wind and false flames, and screamed. His body was like a piece of paper, flying dozens of feet and falling to the ground.

The remaining aftermath caused some minor injuries to some other core disciples.

To know.

The Yin Ming Bird is a rare type of death soul. The Yin Wind contains soul attacks that can kill life functions.

I saw Huang Yunhu lying on the ground with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Is this the strength of the so-called true disciples?"

Zhao Feng looked disdainful.

"Zhao Feng, you are relying on the power of your spiritual pet to have the ability to fight openly."

Huang Yunhu reluctantly got up, his face filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Senior Brother Guang said in a stern tone: "Zhao Feng, your spiritual pet injured a true disciple, so you are not afraid of the king's punishment."

Hearing this, Zhao Feng's face turned slightly grim.

When the time comes, people like Senior Brother Guang will probably use their name to find ways to deal with Zhao Feng's spiritual pets.

If you are a disciple and you injure a disciple, it is just a fight between juniors.

But if a spiritual pet hurts someone, the meaning is different.

"Yeah?"

Zhao Feng licked his lips slightly, walked up to Huang Yunhu, raised his foot and stepped on his right leg.

"ah"

Huang Yunhu screamed, and only heard a "click" sound, and his right leg was broken.

It is unimaginable that Zhao Feng, a Zhenxuan level disciple, has such strong physical strength.

Several core disciples nearby shuddered.

"Huang Yunhu took the initiative to challenge, but I broke one of his legs. Wait, who else is dissatisfied?"

Zhao Feng's eyes scanned the entire audience.

Those disciples avoided Zhao Feng's gaze one by one, looked frightened, and trembled.

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Feng raised his head and laughed, then flew away on the Yin Ming Bird.

All the core disciples looked gloomy and extremely unwilling.

"It's really shameless that Zhao Feng relies on his spiritual pet to do evil."

Everyone yelled, but there was nothing they could do.

"If it weren't for that 'Yin Ming Bird,' I would have defeated Zhao Feng."

A core disciple at the pinnacle of Zhenxuan level said angrily.

Just that day.

The news that Zhao Feng relied on his spiritual pet to show off his power and injured a true disciple spread throughout the sect's disciple circle.

That night.

Huang Yunhu, who was seriously injured, stepped into the elder Wang's mansion and complained to his master.

"...Zhao Feng, it is a young man who injured the disciple. He was disrespectful to the king and insulted the master's reputation. This is an unforgivable crime."

Huang Yunhu burst into tears.

He was a disciple of the king, a true disciple, but he was humiliated like this by a young man who had just entered the sect. The humiliation and resentment in his heart was difficult to resolve.

"Humph, I think it's not embarrassing enough."

"King Lu Yun", who was dressed in a snow-white cloud robe, snorted coldly, hating the fact that iron cannot become steel.

King Lu Yun is one of the seventeen kings of the Wan Sheng Sect.

Facing his disciple's pleading, King Lu Yun frowned slightly; he knew that this matter had left a shadow on his disciple.

But as a majestic king, he couldn't possibly surrender his status and attack a young disciple.

"In this way, I will lend you a two-headed thunderbird. This bird is a master-level cultivation and can help you control the 'Yin Ming Bird'."
To be continued...