After her luck was taken away, she tortured everyone in the sect and cried

Chapter 92 Falling Apart (Updated)
Yan Beishu looked at this group of sword cultivators who were wearing the same sect uniforms as Jiang Zhanyue. Not only did he not feel friendly, he also felt that there was a huge difference between the monks.

The same clothes, when worn by fellow Taoist Jiang, make him look like a swordsman, making him look like an immortal.There is no trace of the temperament of a sword cultivator in this group of people.

But this is only in Yan Beishu's eyes. As far as Fang Xuan standing next to Yan Beishu is concerned, no senior brother here looks more like a sword cultivator than Jiang Zhanyue.

"Don't you have your own master? Why do you ask me how to use the sword?" Yan Beishu asked with a strange look on his face.

He really felt strange, but in the eyes of the sword cultivators, it was more like ridicule.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, we have all heard of your reputation and thought you were great, so we came to ask you for advice." The faces of the sword cultivators were all a little embarrassed.

"Beichen Sword Master of your sect is the number one sword cultivator today. No one in the entire world of immortal cultivation dares to say that he is worse than him in sword cultivation. Beichen Sword Master's disciple, Jiang Daoyou, is also a genius in sword cultivation and has extraordinary insights in sword cultivation. I'm not as good as them, so why do you bother asking me far away?" Yan Beishu really felt that the truly powerful sword cultivators were all in the Kunlun Sect, not himself.

The sword cultivators felt insulted by him. Sword Master Beichen was indeed powerful, but who didn't know that Sword Master Beichen had been missing for ten years and had never returned to the sect.

Not to mention Jiang Zhanyue. She is a sick girl who doesn't even have a sword on her body. There are rumors that she has given up sword practice and became a doctor.

Yan Beishu used Jiang Zhanyue to reject them. Wasn't it telling them that they were not worthy of his personal guidance, and that they sword cultivators could only be compared with a waste like Jiang Zhanyue.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, Junior Sister Jiang can't even defeat us. You want us to ask her for advice? You don't have to say such insulting words if you want to refuse, right?" Many of them were already speaking with anger.

"She was the one who gave me advice. You come to me for advice. Why don't you go to her directly? I'm just telling the truth. When did I insult you?" Yan Beishu looked confused. He really couldn't understand how these people misunderstood him. the words said.Is it that hard to understand him when he speaks normally?
"What a joke. She is a Qi sword cultivator, and she is teaching you, the little swordsman of Yujing Mountain? She can teach you, so can I too? How about I also teach you?" There is a sword cultivator with a bad temper. He has already begun to get angry at Yan Beishu.

"You are so much worse than fellow Taoist Jiang, how can you guide me?" Yan Beishu frowned and became unhappy. It was not that he felt that the other party was offending him, but that he could not understand where this group of people had the confidence to think that they could compete with Jiang Zhan. Monthly comparison.

"Am I worse than Jiang Zhanyue? You can only say such things now that she is not here. There are so many of us here, and in terms of our strength as sword cultivators, how many of them are not as good as Jiang Zhanyue!" The monks shouted, as if Yan Beishu told a big joke.

During the sect's competition, Jiang Zhanyue defeated the Yu family brothers and sisters by relying on an evil martial arts technique. In all these years, the sect had never heard that she was really capable of sword cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, you don't think that just because Jiang Zhanyue is a disciple of Beichen Sword Master, he must be very powerful, right? I'm afraid you haven't heard that Jiang Zhanyue is not a disciple of Beichen Sword Master at all. In the past ten years, the two of them have been We haven't met each other before, and Beichen Sword Master has never taught Jiang Zhanyue a single move. She is a complete waste!"

As soon as he said this, everyone burst into sarcastic laughter.

Yan Beishu's face was cold because his head was sometimes missing a muscle, but he rarely felt really angry in his heart.At this moment, these ignorant guys looked down on Jiang Zhanyue, which made him really angry.

"You are really ignorant and stupid. Fellow Daoist Jiang can exterminate the evil traitors on his own, how many of you can do it?" Yan Beishu argued with the group of people with a cold face.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, calm down." Fang Xuan saw this group of sword cultivators looking like they were about to start a fight and hurried over to stop them.

"Yan Beishu, do you think Jiang Zhanyue can do what she can? In the past few days, we have worked together to eliminate many evil traitors, and everyone can see it!"

"Speaking of which, why should we listen to Jiang Zhanyue's arrangements? She's not better than us, and she doesn't necessarily have the means to take everyone out safely." Fang Xuan could stop Yan Beishu, but he couldn't stop the others' Qizui Eight tongues.

As they chatted about this topic, these people actually became dissatisfied with Jiang Zhanyue.

"Yeah, if you listen to her, I might as well find a way out on my own."

"I stay here reluctantly for Fang Xuan's sake. But after three days, I still don't see anything special about Jiang Zhanyue's method."

When Fang Xuan heard this, his expression had changed.

This was not just a dispute between sword cultivators. When Jiang Zhanyue and Pei Yuan told him that there were high-level evil sycophants among the monks, Fang Xuan could easily imagine that it was the evil sycophants who were causing conflicts among the human monks.

Fang Xuan looked at the monk who first approached Yan Beishu. The monk quickly noticed his gaze. The moment he met his gaze, Fang Xuan felt a cold feeling on his back.

"Don't be angry now. Wait until Senior Sister Jiang comes back. It's useless to say anything now." Fang Xuan quickly withdrew his gaze and wanted to pull Yan Beishu away from the place.

This quarrel must be settled as soon as possible, otherwise the other disciples of Yujingshan and Kunlun Sect will be attracted, and the dissatisfaction with Jiang Zhanyue and the opposition between the two factions can easily make this fragile alliance fall apart.

"She is the person I respect the most. I can't tolerate anyone talking about her like this." Yan Beishu didn't know that there was a high-level evil man disguised as a human monk among them to stir up trouble. He stood still and Fang Xuan couldn't pull him away. .

The disciples from Yujing Mountain gathered quickly when they came. Yan Beishu was a prominent figure in their sect, so they naturally could not tolerate a group of monks from the Kunlun Sect targeting him like this.

"It seems that Kunlun Sect has no sincerity in cooperating. We at Yujing Mountain are joining forces with you just because of Fellow Daoist Jiang. Since Fellow Daoist Jiang is not here, we don't have to stay here."

"A group of losers who can't even defeat Senior Brother Yan together dare to be so arrogant in front of Senior Brother Yan."

"Let's go and talk nonsense with Kunlun Sect."

Seeing that the quarrel between the two factions became more and more fierce, Fang Xuan's voice was no longer loud enough to be heard in the quarrel. The alliance he had managed to maintain by talking nonsense to others was broken.

Some disciples from the two factions left one after another, and those who remained were all arguing, and no one listened to him.

"Zheng——" But at this moment, a loud voice sounded from the middle of the crowd.

The sword intent suddenly spread out, not injuring the surrounding crowd, but smashing the houses on both sides of the street beyond the crowd.

For a moment, everyone was so scared that they fell silent.

(End of this chapter)