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The little Daoist leader Yang Yun's complexion turned a bit purple. Seeing the old witch charge towards him again, his eyes darkened and he immediately stood up. Buddha's dust crazily stirred and the surrounding wind began to blow.

Chi chi …

In the midst of the gale, the silhouette of a human face could be vaguely seen. Its mouth was slightly open, and from within it, a flying sword three meters long was constantly being shot out, its entire body flashing with white light.

"Divine Wind Formula of the Nine Yang Palace."

The old witch's tone was filled with shock, but soon after, she let out a muffled groan. The nether energy around her transformed into a python, opening its large black mouth and fiercely biting towards the human face.

Shua Yang Hua's body trembled as he pointed his finger into the air. Strands of milky-white immortal qi flew out and entered the face, then immediately turned into four huge wind blades that shot out from the face to block the python's attack.

However, although he was a prodigy from the younger generation, regardless of his battle experience or cultivation, there was a huge gap between him and the old witch. The python immediately spat out a black flame and burned the four wind blades to ashes.

Then, the python continued to bite down. The human face could no longer withstand the pressure and disappeared. The surrounding wind also stopped abruptly.

This battle dazzled Cheng Chen and the rest. It was a battle between the Heaven Speeding Stage cultivators, and a game between the Celestial Sect and the Underworld Sect. It was quite rare.

At the same time, Shuai Yanghua flew another three kilometers. The old witch was very strong, and her skills were unpredictable. With his cultivation, he would still need another seven to eight years to cultivate her.

Pity that he had overestimated the old witch's abilities. It was obvious that she did not plan on letting him go, and in the blink of an eye, she was right in front of him.

"Stop."

Suddenly, a male voice rang out and spread across the entire area. The old witch retracted her pale eyes and stopped in her tracks. She turned around and landed on the ground.

A youth rushed over from afar. His figure was as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Yang Hua.

With a glance, Lin Xing could tell that this person's strength was at the peak of the Heaven Smiting Stage. One of his legs had already stepped into the Heaven's Perception Stage!

"Senior brother Yang Hua, why are you fighting with the Cheng family's senior?" the teenager asked Shuai Yanghua.

Yang Hua let out an awkward laugh. He forced out a smile from his stiff face and said, "It's a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding. Dai Feng, listen to me."

After that, he told Dai Feng everything that had happened.

After hearing it, Dai Feng nodded his head slowly and turned to clasp his fists towards the old witch. He said in an apologetic tone, "Senior, I have some understanding about what happened just now. This is indeed a misunderstanding.

At this moment, Lin Xing, Cheng Chen, and the guards with sabers walked over with a dozen or so men. Their gazes all landed on this young man.

"Are you from the Nine Yang Palace?" The old witch looked at Dai Feng with a cold glint in her eyes.

Dai Feng's heart trembled. He felt the madwoman's killing intent and quickly replied, "Reporting to senior, my grandfather once cultivated in the Nine Sun Palace, while junior is a disciple of the Gui Spirit Sect."

"Gui Spirit Sect?"

Hearing this, the old witch's killing intent was gradually restrained, and the cold glint in her eyes gradually disappeared.

The Gui Spirit God Sect was a divine arts sect, and was ranked nineteenth on the sect's rankings. It did not have much conflict with the old witch before, and her goal in coming here was not just to kill the two seniors.

He sneered in his heart for a while before retracting his thoughts and staring at Dai Feng.

He heard Dai Feng say, "Just now, I heard that a senior from the Cheng family came to congratulate my grandfather. After my grandfather heard this news, he was overjoyed and sent me to welcome him.

"Your grandfather only sent you to meet him?" The old witch asked in a low voice.

"Yes, Senior. Grandfather is truly too busy to leave. Please forgive me, Senior. When I return home, I will ask Grandfather to come personally and apologize to Senior." Dai Feng replied apologetically.

As the saying goes, you don't need to hit a smiling person. Dai Feng was very courteous and gave a respectful bow. He also won a lot of goodwill from Lin Qi and Cheng Chen. The latter wanted to reply, but the old witch's voice beat him to it.

The old witch's tone was stern as she said fiercely, "Do you know that the person standing in front of you is the young master of the Cheng family? If it were your grandfather, it would be fine. Let me tell you, if you don't have proper etiquette, you can lower your tongue and discredit our Cheng family. Don't blame our Cheng family for not being courteous. "

A short pause sounded in Dai Feng's ears, causing his face to darken immediately.

"I don't mind telling you the truth. With a small clan like your Dai Family, my Cheng Family would not even care about it. Do you really think we came to congratulate your grandfather? In fact, when we passed by this place, we did not want to meet this group of beasts. You actually dares to disrespect our little master, and after some inquiry, we found out that they are all honored guests invited by your Dai Family. Haha, I hope your Dai Family can give you an explanation regarding this matter. "

The old witch was unrelenting as she spoke with great eloquence. Pointing at the ten or so men she had captured earlier, she spat at Dai Feng.

"Young Master Dai, we are wrongly accused. We did not do this."

"Young Master Dai, the little master of the Cheng family is someone else. It has nothing to do with us."

More than ten men were crying for their mothers and fathers, crying for their wrongdoings.

Actually, they didn't feel wronged. Lin Xing and Cheng Chen understood best, so who told them to be unlucky?