C50 Separate Beware

Hearing this, the skinny man's face immediately darkened. He glared coldly at the pale-faced man and said sinisterly, "I don't know if my brain is broken or not, but I don't know if your head is still on your neck." As he spoke, a faint azure light appeared on his withered claws, as if he would attack at any moment.

"'Shadow God Claw'? It just so happens that I want to see your new cultivation technique? " Glancing at the dim light on the other party's claw, the pale man's expression didn't change, as if he didn't care about the other's danger at all.

The two of them looked at each other, and an invisible killing intent was emitted from their bodies.

Looking at the two's dashing gazes, Yang Xie's heart was moved, and he thought to himself: "Looks like this' wind tunnel 'isn't as calm as it seems on the surface."

When the other inner disciples saw this scene, they did not try to dissuade him and instead revealed a look of anticipation. Some of them even had traces of greed in their eyes.

Every day, when they tried to block it, they would need to consume a large amount of spiritual energy. For this reason, they had prepared a lot of pills and spirit stones, but as the days went by, they had consumed a lot of these things.

If the two of them fought to the point where they were both severely injured, then when they made a sudden move, they would be able to keep the Spirit Stones and medicinal pills for themselves, and thus save a lot of Spirit Stones.

At this time, the skinny disciple and the pale-faced disciple seemed to have felt the unfriendly gazes of the surrounding people. They also knew that if the two of them were to fight, forget about victory or defeat, at that time, the advantage would also be given to the other disciples.

Thinking of this, the skinny man snorted coldly and withdrew his killing intent.

As for the pale-faced man, he swept his eyes over the crowd and coldly laughed. At the same time, he also retracted his killing intent.

Seeing that the two of them did not start fighting, the rest of the disciples were not surprised. After all, these two were not idiots, so how could they actually start fighting here?

At this time, the knife-scarred man who had spoken previously looked towards Yang Xie and asked: "Hey, kid over there, what's your name, how did you get in?"

Hearing that, the rest of the disciples all turned to look at Yang Xie. Although they knew that wind tunnel did not restrict any outer sect disciples, but those that came to receive punishment were basically all inner sect disciples, they were curious about what kind of crime the other party had committed to be sent to this' wind tunnel '.

It had to be known that the 'wind tunnel' was extremely dangerous. Even if the inner sect disciples stayed here for a long time, the light punishment would be a huge drop in their cultivation.

However, Yang Xie completely ignored the question that the knife-scarred man asked. Instead, he chose a place furthest from the rest and sat down cross-legged.

He was originally not a kind person, otherwise he would not have been sent here to receive punishment. During this period of time, he had been waiting in this desolate place for a long time, and now, he was actually being ignored by an outer sect disciple. Anger surged in his heart, if not for the other disciples around him, he would have already torn him apart.

"Good!" Good! Who would have thought that a mere outer court disciple would have such guts! But let's see how long you can last!? " knife-scarred man stared at Yang Xie in the distance and laughed sinisterly.

Just defending against the cold wind here was already very difficult for him as a mere outer sect disciple with only seven stages of burning blood. At that time, how could he have any energy left to withstand the danger behind him? Most likely, in a few days, his cultivation would be worn away by the cold wind and then, he would be pierced through by the cold wind tunnel and perish!

Hearing that, the rest of the people looked at Yang Xie with a look of schadenfreude. However, the scene of Yang Xie disregarding the crowd had also made the inner sect elite, who viewed outer sect disciples as pigs and dogs, somewhat unhappy. They were all waiting to see a good show with him.

Some of them had already been here for a month, some earlier, so they did not know anything about what was happening outside during this period of time, and even more so, did not know that although Yang Xie's cultivation was merely in seven stages of burning blood, his strength was not inferior to any ordinary inner sect disciples.

Even though Yang Xie saw their expressions, he did not mind them at all. He could tell that these inner sect disciples all had their own ulterior motives, and at the same time, they were secretly guarding against others. At the same time, they were also eyeing others covetously, and were restricting each other, so he was not worried that anyone would attack him.

Then he looked around the cave, closed his eyes, and concentrated on defending himself from the cold.

He also knew that he would have no choice but to stay here and stay with the cold wind for the next half month.