Chapter 1390: The Sect Master of ze Sect


    Trantor: Noodletown Tranted Editor: Noodletown Tranted


    The red-clothed disciple channeled his fire-element vital essence, shaping a giant me palm and pping towards ck Puppy again.


    He was so furious that he gathered all of his vital essence in this palm, causing the air to tremble due to the huge amount of power.


    ck Puppy sneered at this palm with contempt. It stomped hard on the ground and jumped into the air like a lightning bolt, arriving in front of the disciple in red instantly.


    ck Puppy reached out its paw, shaping a giant w covering the sky, scratching at the palm with invincible power, and directly shattering it.


    Then, ck Puppy scratched again on the left side of the disciple’s face. Both sides of his face became swollen, with red dog paw prints.


    The disciple in red was shocked and irritated. He didn’t expect his attack would be useless on ck Puppy.


    He reached out his palm to attack ck Puppy again, but ck Puppy gave him no such chance.


    It punched a giant hole in the disciple’s chest, causing him to fall on the ground and spit out a big mouthful of blood, looking severely injured with a pale look.


    He could hardly breathe and died of blood loss after a short while.


    The self-cultivators around were stunned by this scene and stepped backward with terror.


    This ck Puppy was so conceited yet powerful and didn’t take this young man in red seriously at all, even though the young man in red was from the ze Sect.


    Hu-Hu...


    Suddenly, the self-cultivators stepped aside as if they saw something horrible, leaving a space in the middle.


    Qingfeng Li looked over and saw a powerful self-cultivator walking this way with a group of people.


    The leading one was a middle-aged man over 40. He wore a red me coat and had a stern look with slim eyebrows.


    His eyebrows were like burning mes and so was his hair, exuding powerful energy.


    Behind the middle-aged man followed some powerful elders and a group of self-cultivators.


    "Look, that’s Huo Leng, the master of th eze Sect. I can’t believe he actually came over. Qingfeng Li is in danger now."


    "Right, Huo Leng is at the top of the self-cultivation world, though he usually conceals himself and seldom shows up."


    "But he also came for the selection of the alliance chief this time. Qingfeng is in trouble."


    The self-cultivators around discussed with surprise.


    Huo Leng was a supreme powerhouse in Huaxia, but he seldom showed up. Even when the Forbidden district of Kunlun Mountain opened and when treasures appeared in Hell, he didn’t participate. But he came for the selection of the alliance chief.


    Qingfeng Li frowned with surprise and asked Fengwu Cao, "Miss Cao, why did the selection of the alliance chief attract such a powerful master?"


    Fengwu Cao’s face became sullen and she hesitated, before saying, "There is a legend. It says the one who bes the alliance chief of Huaxia and defeats the western self-cultivation world can break through space, leave Earth, and enter the high-tier nes."


    Qingfeng Li nodded upon hearing Fengwu Cao’s words. He knew he would enter high-tier nes one day, because his parents were in the Three Thousand Big Worlds and were waiting for him to save them.


    Huo Leng stopped in front of Qingfeng Li and said, "That ck puppy beside you killed my disciple. Hand it over, so I can kill it."


    Huo Leng looked down at Qingfeng Li and said with amanding tone.


    Qingfeng Li scowled with disappointment and replied, "Why should I listen to you? Your disciple asked for death. His death was no one’s fault but his own."


    Huo Leng was irritated, with freezing light shining in his eyes. He was the master of an intermediate emperor level sect, with a cultivation in the Fifth Level of the Spirit Emperor Realm.


    Other self-cultivators would bow down and show respect before him, and even the master of the Sword-Emperor Sect wouldn’t dare to speak insolently in front of him. Qingfeng Li was just a normal self-cultivator. How dare he be this tough?


    "Qingfeng Li, how dare you to talk to our master like this," A woman walked out from behind Huo Leng and rebuked Qingfeng Li.


    This female elder was over 60 but looked like she was 40 with only a few wrinkles on her smooth skin.


    This woman was the Third Elder of the ze Sect, a powerful master in the Fourth Level of the Spirit Emperor Realm.


    Qingfeng Li smiled slightly and said, "As an intermediate emperor level sect, your ze Sect doesn’t even try to confront those self-cultivators from the west but dare to swagger before me. Where is your conscience?"


    "Qingfeng Li, don’t think you’re truly extraordinary when your title is only the number one in the younger generation. Let me teach you a lesson." The Third Elder stepped up and prepared to kick Qingfeng Li’s a*s.


    Qingfeng Li put his hand on Fire Emperor Sword. But a beautiful woman walked by when he prepared to draw it out. It was Linger Yao.


    Linger Yao stood in front of Qingfeng Li and said to the Third Elder, "As a master in the Fourth Level Spirit Emperor Realm, you want to bully someone not even in the Spirit Emperor Realm? That’s shameful."


    The Third Elder’s expression became downcast. She certainly knew this woman, the master of the Demonic-Imperial Sect, and a powerful master in the Spirit Emperor Realm.


    It was said that Linger Yao had broken into the Fourth Level of the Spirit Emperor Realm after getting treasures in Hell, which was the same level as the Third Elder.


    "Linger Yao, what’s your point? It’s none of your business if I want to deal with Qingfeng Li." The Third Elder smashed her crutch hard on the ground, expressing her disappointment with the loud sound.


    Linger Yao smiled and said, "I just hate seeing you push around those of the younger generation. You are already so old, yet you only reached the Fourth Level of the Spirit Emperor Realm."