Chapter 128 - Chapter 128: Chapter 127: Maitreya Sect Leader

Chapter 128: Chapter 127: Maitreya Sect Leader

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“Dream on!”

The five naturally refused to comply.

The woman chuckled placidly, “So be it, then you may all die.”

As her words fell, the ribbons wrapped around her arms shot out like silver snakes, trapping all five men within.

Naturally, the five did not wish to show weakness and each made for their opponent.

Boom!

The six of them crossed hands, their powers clashing violently. The woman was shockingly a third-grade grandmaster, and also one of the most powerful among third-grade grandmasters. Despite being outnumbered five to one, the woman in the palace skirt was far from losing ground.

“Brother!”

The young girl off in the distance pressed closer to her older brother, her face showing a terrified expression.

The young man could feel the mighty collision of the six warriors even more vividly, his teeth clenched in pain, fiercely pulling his sister back and retreating.

The martial arts true intentions of several people continued to diffuse in succession, the air current swept across, dust was flying and smoke was billowing throughout the great hall.

Swoosh!

Pei Xuanjing frowned slightly, lightly waved his sleeves, blocked the fluctuation of several people’s hands, and the original flickering brazier also settled down again.

Seeing Pei Xuanjing’s casual gesture, the youth’s eyes lit up, thinking of Pei Xuanjing’s kindness just now, hesitated for a moment, and headed straight towards Pei Xuanjing.

As for the two of them getting closer, Pei Xuanjing glanced at them, but didn’t say much.

At this moment, his attention was not all on the fighting six people, but mostly on the scholarly and elegant man who looked like a scholar.

The fighting among several people was getting more and more intense, nearly overturning the great

“Gentlemen, if you overturn this great hall, we will all have to spend the night in the heavy rain.” Pei Xuanjing’s voice gently rang.

Yet, to the six people fighting, the voice was as startling as thunder.

“A grandmaster! ”

The faces of several people changed drastically, but their movements did not stop.

The palace skirt woman seemed to have some reliance, even if she was surprised by Pei Xuanjing expressing his opinion, but she was fearless with the middle-aged man by her side.

And the five burly men, when faced with the continuous attacks of the woman in the palace skirt, naturally cannot give up.

Watching the six continued their fighting, Pei Xuanjing frowned slightly.

Suddenly, the scholarly man in white spoke, “Yiyao, since Brother Pei has spoken, let’s stop for now!”

“Hmm?” Pei Xuanjing looked at the man in white, a name emerged in his mind, and said, “You’re Zhao Baiyang.”

“Brother Pei indeed has keen eyesight.” The scholarly man in white, or rather Zhao Baiyang, laughed.

Upon hearing this, Pei Xuanjing’s face grew cold, and he slowly stood up, his aura beginning to change.

The only reason Pei Xuanjing was affected so much was due to the identity of Zhao Baiyang, the current leader of the Maitreya Sect.

Zhao Baiyang, his original name already unknown to most, made his name in the martial arts world under the name Baiyang.

The teachings of the Mire Sect spoke of three eras: the initial era, the middle era, and the final era, corresponding to the Green Sun Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha, the Red Sun Sakyamuni, and the White Sun Maitreya Buddha.

If he took the name Baiyang, it showed his ambition and confidence.

Since Zhao Baiyang became the leader of the Maitreya Sect, the sect’s power has grown day by day. He can be viewed as an eminent leader and a major concern for the imperial court of the Great Ming. Pei Xuanjing was surprised that he would appear here just for a few third-grade martial artists. So, when he revealed his own identity, he realized that Zhao Baiyang was here for him.

“Master, is this Pei Xuanjing?” The woman in the palace skirt looked curious.

As the Holy Maiden of the Maitreya Sect, Yu Yiyao, was groomed by sect leader Zhao Baiyang from a young age. She stepped into the realm of third-grade grandmaster when she was just twenty-three years old, and she is considered a genius by many within the sect.

But when the name Pei Xuanjing came into view, all she had became dim and insignificant compared to him.

At first, she had thought about proving to her master that she was not inferior to him.

But in just two short years, news about Pei Xuanjing came out one after another. Especially when he, as a second-grade martial artist, killed a first-grade martial artist who was a deputy sect leader, it was simply mind-blowing for Yu Yiyao.

She never expected that there would be such a genius, or rather, a monster, a freak, in this world.

Now, when she heard the master say that the seemingly ordinary young Taoist in front of her was the famous Pei Xuanjing in the martial arts world, she could hardly believe it.

Except for being somewhat handsome, there doesn’t seem to be anything special about him.

When the name Pei Xuanjing was called out, it wasn’t just Yu Yiyao who was slightly surprised.

The five burly men who had just crossed hands with Yu Yiyao were also shocked. They never thought they would meet the now famous Pei Xuanjing in this broken temple in the middle of nowhere.

Especially the fourth brother, thinking about how he almost had a conflict with Pei Xuanjing, who was rumored to be extremely brutal, his heart tightened and his back was covered in cold sweat.

The leader of the men exhaled a long breath. He had felt earlier that Pei Xuanjing was not someone to be trifled with. Thinking that his group was already in trouble, it wouldn’t be wise to stir more, and that was why he stopped the fourth brother.

He was fortunate, since if they had offended this man, they would undoubtedly die.

However, realizing that Mire Sect’s leader Zhao Baiyang had personally hunted them down this time, his face unconsciously grew darker.

He watched the two on edge, his eyes flickering uncertainly, as if planning something.

The young man and the girl had obviously heard of Pei Xuanjing too, and even let out a gasp when they learned of his identity. But they were quickly silenced by the brother.

The two were the weakest among the four groups in the great hall, like trembling lambs, hiding and waiting for the lions and tigers to determine the winner.

“This gentleman, is the now famous Pei Xuanjing from the martial arts world.” Zhao Baiyang said with a smile.

His tone was very calm, like introducing an old friend, and he didn’t care that many top-notch Mire Sect’s high-ranking fighters had died at the hands of Pei Xuanjing.

Pei Xuanjing didn’t care about the thoughts of others and didn’t know what trick Zhao Baiyang was trying to pull. He motioned for Pang Hong to stand behind him, with his hand slowly falling on the hilt of his sword.

The rain is still pouring down, the wind is howling.

The large open hall door occasionally let in the rain and wind.

But at this moment, the attention of everyone was not on that, they were all watching the two closely.

Even before these two made any moves, they dared not make any further actions.

In the not-so-large hall, the atmosphere has reached its peak at this moment.

“Are you here to kill me?” Pei Xuanjing looked at Zhao Baiyang, his tone cold.

As his words fell, the true intention of his martial arts gradually diffused, and the Qi inside his body circulated, pouring into the Shenxiao Sword.

The faint sound of a sword humming seemed to ring in everyone’s ears.

A great battle, is about to begin!