"Ah!!!"
Fu Weiyi screamed in terror, his robust spiritual essence circulating rapidly.
A mysterious silhouette even faintly arose over his body, attempting to forcefully break through Lou Yiās grandmaster domain.
But as a hand grasped his neck, all his struggles abruptly halted.
āCreak.ā
Despite having spiritual essence for protection.
Under the simultaneous exertion of Lou Yiās five fingers.
The neck of Fu Weiyi still emitted a bone-cracking sound that made oneās teeth ache, about to completely snap apart.
"Great, you have your day too!" Nearby, Qiu Shaojie, injured and lying on the ground, couldnāt help but show a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Red Hero, wait, spare his life..."
Just as Fu Weiyi was about to meet his end, a familiar anxious voice came from afar.
As the figure approached quickly, his clear countenance was revealed.
Dressed in a black Daoist robe, his hair half-white, physique gaunt, face showing a look of distress, he was none other than Chen Changqing, a renowned steady elder of the Corpse-Driving Sect.
Lou Yi couldnāt help but pause, looking at him somewhat puzzled.
"You cannot kill him, alas, he is the Dao Child of Taiyi Sect.
If he dies here, our sect will face great calamity!" Chen Changqing said breathlessly.
It seemed that the frantic rush earlier had quite exhausted him.
"Why canāt we kill him!" Lou Yi hadnāt spoken yet when Qiu Shaojie excitedly started, "How many innocent people died because of him, his heart is as black as ink, exceptionally malicious!
If we donāt kill him, how can we justify the deaths of those innocent people and those fellow disciples who sacrificed themselves?"
"Alas, you are too young, you donāt understand the law of the jungle, canāt act out of momentary anger." Chen Changqingās complexion turned more sorrowful upon hearing this.
"Iām not a member of the Corpse-Driving Sect, canāt I kill him?" Lou Yi asked.
"Everyone knows you are from Zhao Kingdom.
Many people speculate you have an unusual relationship with the Corpse-Driving Sect." Chen Changqing forced a smile, "If you kill him, do you think our sect can escape blame?"
Lou Yi frowned.
But seeing the plea in Chen Changqingās eyes, he unconsciously loosened his grip on Fu Weiyiās neck.
"Cough cough... cough..." Fu Weiyiās face turned crimson as he continuously dry-heaved on the ground, tears and snot flowing uncontrollably.
Moments later, he recovered, abruptly lifted his head, and in his gaze towards Lou Yi, there was overwhelming hatred, making one shiver.
Seeing the unwillingness on Qiu Shaojieās face, Fu Weiyi displayed a smug expression and sneered, "You have somewhat come to your senses in the end, only then did you avoid causing great trouble.
Hm, you probably donāt know the status of Taiyi Sect in this realm, only a few forces can stand alongside our sect.
A small Cyan Wolf Ridge is enough to make you all besieged, and Cyan Wolf Ridge isnāt even ranked within the Demon Clan.
If I die here, the entire Zhao Kingdom will be razed to the ground!"
Seeing Fu Weiyi narrowly escape a fatal situation and still dare to boast here.
Qiu Shaojie couldnāt help but rage: "Even if we canāt kill him today, we must break all his limbs, making him lose his Dao path!"
"You think the mighty of our sect canāt calculate?" Fu Weiyi had already regained his previous composure, looking intelligent and smug, "Everything today, every word you said, the mighty of our sect can extrapolate, just like seeing it with their own eyes."
"Wanna break my limbs?
Haha, Iāve seen many Zhao Kingdom citizens and cultivators have their limbs broken by the Demon Clan invading the cities.
Then slowly, slowly stuffed into mouths to chew and swallow... that brutality, tsk tsk, seeing it made me feel compassionate." Fu Weiyi described with complete malice in his tone.
"Beast, I want to kill you!" Qiu Shaojieās face turned blood-red, "If not for you, how would they die?"
If Chen Changqing hadnāt held him back, he wouldāve rushed up to fight Fu Weiyi with all his might.
"Why are you angry?" Fu Weiyi laughed, "You probably havenāt understood, why they died?
Let me tell you, they were massacred because they were born in your Zhao Kingdom, because your strength is weak, lacking the power to protect them.
If living in the Fuguo where our sect resides, who would dare to do such a thing? After all, when you beat a dog, you gotta see the ownerās face."
"Just like today, when Iām here, you dare not act." Fu Weiyi said, then looked at Lou Yi, his gaze as cunning as a poison snake, "Red Hero, you killed my servant. Iām telling you, this matter isnāt over!"
"Hmm?" Lou Yiās eyes narrowed, flashing with a dangerous aura.
But Fu Weiyi was unafraid, totally confident: "Our sect will soon dispatch experts.
You better hide quickly now, praying others wonāt find you, otherwise..."
Fu Weiyi got more arrogant, his words more blunt, making Qiu Shaojieās hair stand on end in anger.
Even Chen Changqing frowned, feeling the other side was too presumptuous.
"Iām telling you, Red Hero, now even if you kneel and beg me, you wonāt escape our sectās reckoning in the future! You will surely die..."
āSlap!ā
Before Fu Weiyi finished his threat, he got slapped flying.
His whole body spun rapidly in the air like a top.
At the same time, several teeth mixed with a large amount of blood were spat out.
"Canāt kill, canāt break limbs to affect the Dao path, then I can just slap, right." Lou Yi muttered.
Then, he took out a piece of semi-transparent black crystal-like stone and tossed it to Qiu Shaojie.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, remember to help me record it."
Qiu Shaojie heard this and his eyes suddenly brightened.
āSlap slap slap!ā
Lou Yi rushed again and gave Fu Weiyi several big slaps.