Zhong Wuying snorted coldly, raised his hand and suppressed it from the air.

The terrifying pressure fell, and Qin Yu struggled for a moment before being overwhelmed and fell to his knees with a plop.

He gritted his teeth and held on with an unconvinced look on his face, but in the end it was all in vain.

Feng Yu was extremely nervous at the side, but his face was pale and he didn't dare to speak at all, let alone move.

"Brother Xueyi...are you going to take action?"

Fu Hongyao couldn't bear it and asked.

"Let me do it. The four sects are united and the dean agrees. There is no reason to stand idly by."

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br> Si Xueyi raised his hand and waved, and Xueyao Fan was sent out by him.

Whoosh!

The rotating snow fan was like a bolt of lightning, flying over a thousand meters away in the blink of an eye.

The monks in the Xuanwang Palace looked back when they heard the noise, but were unable to open their eyes due to the strong wind carried by the Xue Yao Fan.

Zhong Wuying's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his hand and waved, trying to knock the precious fan away.

But when the palm light collided with the precious fan, my heart suddenly sank, and I took several steps back before I managed to stand firm.

Whoops!

Si Xueyi spread his arms and after a few ups and downs, his body landed extremely lightly on a nearby boulder.

He stretched out his hand and just caught the Xueyao fan that turned back.

"How about you guys give Si Xueyi some face? You can leave now. I'll pretend nothing happened."

Si Xueyi sat down directly on the boulder, with a smile on his lips, and looked at everyone in the Xuanwang Palace with a calm expression.

"Si Xueyi!"

Qin Yu and Feng Yu's expressions changed slightly, and when they looked at Si Xueyi on the boulder, a strange color flashed in their eyes.

"Si Xueyi?"

Many monks in the Xuanwang Palace also had their eyes lit up and looked over involuntarily.

"Si Xueyi, please leave quickly. They are from the Xuanwang Palace." Qin Yu started to persuade.

He felt that Si Xueyi was very different now from before, and her temperament had changed a lot.

The facial features have not changed much, but it feels like a different person.

Are all the rumors true?

"Are you Si Xueyi?"

Zhong Wuying looked at Si Xueyi unscrupulously, with greed in his eyes.

"I couldn't find anything even if I tried hard to find it. It took no effort to get it. I didn't expect it, but I got this advantage."

Zhong Wuying really didn't expect to meet Si Xueyi here, just casually walking around. He didn't expect to gain such a harvest, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Master Zhong, did he ask us to give him some face?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A group of monks from the Xuanwang Palace all laughed and looked at Si Xueyi with mocking eyes.

Don’t you really think that just because you killed Jiang Wuhen and Master Qingxiao in a sneak attack, you think you can compete with the overlord-level forces?

They smiled openly and looked at Xueyao Fan with unabashed greed in their eyes.

Whoosh!

Si Xueyi unfolded his Xue Yao fan, looked at the group of people with a smile on his handsome face, and said lightly, "You are all smiling happily."

He was also laughing, but Si Xueyi's smile made people shudder. The moment he unfolded the folding fan, the people he stared at could no longer laugh.
Chapter completed!