The joyful Crimson Rainbow Sect was suddenly broken by a voice.
Then everyone saw that the old man with all white hair, stepping on a spirit treasure, appeared above the Crimson Rainbow Sect.
"Who is that old guy?"
Su Tong looked at the old man in mid-air, and was also a little curious.
Just wondering how such an arrogant person could live until now.
"That is...the Supreme Elder Ji Dongfeng of the Shen Feng Sect!"
Looking at that old man, Luo Ziyin also slowly spoke.
At this time, her expression was also a little ugly.
This Shen Feng Sect, giving face without shame, is now bullying them?
"Oh? The Shen Feng Sect actually has such an existence? It seems the strength is not weak?"
Su Tong nodded.
In the Shen Feng Sect, there is actually the existence of Supreme Elder.
The strength has reached the pinnacle of the Returning Void Realm.
But that's it.
"Well, in fact, not only the Shen Feng Sect, the Qi Mu Sect and the Disaster Sword Sect also have Supreme Elders!"
Luo Ziyin explained at this time.
These Supreme Elders are usually the strongest of the previous generation's elders in the sect, the strongest.
Now that they are old, they retreat in the sect, seeking a breakthrough.
"The Disaster Sword Sect too?"
Su Tong didn't feel it was strange for the Qi Mu Sect to have one.
He just didn't expect that the Disaster Sword Sect would too.
"Yes, although it is said on the surface that there are four sects, two gates and one sword sect, in fact the foundation and strength of the Disaster Sword Sect is stronger than the Crimson Rainbow Sect and the previous Beast Taming Sect, Azure Mist Sect, and Shadow Thunder Sect."
Luo Ziyin nodded.
Then she continued: "If they changed their name to Disaster Sword Sect, they would have a place among the four great sects."
"So they ranked last just because of the name!"
Su Tong was speechless.
It turned out that Disaster Sword Sect was not the weakest among the four sects and two gates.
On the contrary, their foundation could rank in the top three?
"Haha, isn't this Old Dongfeng? You also came to the Crimson Rainbow Sect to settle accounts?"
At this moment, another voice rang out.
Su Tong and the others looked over, a black shadow, riding a flying sword, now also swept over from afar.
"That is the Supreme Elder of the Disaster Sword Sect, Jian Xinshang."
When Luo Ziyin saw the old woman in black, her eyes were also cold.
These two old guys actually both came to the Crimson Rainbow Sect, they must have made an appointment.
"Haha, Old Xinshang, you came too!"
Ji Dongfeng now also looked at the old woman.
The two were obviously already acquainted.
"Yes, I heard that the Disaster Sword Sect was disqualified by despicable means in the Hundred Sects Tournament, so this old body came out to see, to get back justice!"
Jian Xinshang didn't lower her voice when she spoke.
Letting the people around hear it clearly.
When the people of Crimson Rainbow Sect heard it, their faces were gloomy.
"Two seniors, you have misunderstood without finding out the truth, so you slander my Crimson Rainbow Sect like this, it's not very good. My Crimson Rainbow Sect defeated your sects fair and square!"
Luo Ziyin cupped her fists to the two people in the sky at this time, and then said.
"Haha, fair and square? I heard that you guys joined forces with the Red Moon Sect, White Feather Sect and several other sects to make a move together?"
After hearing Luo Ziyin's words, Ji Dongfeng sneered and said.
"What? The Crimson Rainbow Sect joined forces with several sects?"
"Very likely!"
"Then this Hundred Sects Tournament was obviously unfair!"
"I said, how could that Su Tong, at such a young age, possibly defeat a hundred sects alone and fight all the sects alone!"
At this time, many onlookers who didn't know the truth began to talk.
Of course, among them there were also many who were originally from the Shen Feng Sect and the Disaster Sword Sect.
"This Shen Feng Sect is really shameless!"
At this time, Su Tong also sneered coldly.
"I think there must be a misunderstanding..."
Luo Ziyin was about to explain at this time.
But she was interrupted by Jian Xinshang: "You talkative girl, don't talk big, do we not know if it's a misunderstanding or not? What qualifications do you have to say this to us? Even if Luo Chen was still alive, he wouldn't have this qualification!"
Luo Chen was Luo Ziyin's master, and also the previous sect master of Crimson Rainbow Sect.
Then a strong aura burst out, directly pressing down on Luo Ziyin.
Feeling the terrifying aura, Luo Ziyin's body also trembled instinctively.
"Haha, you old hag, on what basis are you rampaging in the Crimson Rainbow Sect again? Based on your Returning Void Realm ninth rank cultivation?"
Su Tong sneered, took a step forward.
Then a strong aura burst out, directly pressing down on Jian Xinshang.
"Sure enough, the peak of the Returning Void Realm!"
Feeling Su Tong's powerful aura, Jian Xinshang's face was also gloomy at this time.
"Haha, at such a young age, he has reached the peak of the Returning Void Realm. He is indeed not to be underestimated. But your strength should have been forcibly improved by pills, right?"
At this moment, Ji Dongfeng also burst out a strong aura.
Like Su Tong, it was also the peak of the Returning Void Realm.
But he had cultivated for nearly a hundred years.
Not like Su Tong, who had only cultivated for one year.
However, Ji Dongfeng still didn't believe that Su Tong's strength was improved by himself.
It must have been aided by some pill.
"Is that so? Then please, you two, help me appraise whether I wasted this pill or not!"
Su Tong sneered.
Then that aura rose again.
In an instant, he suppressed the auras of Ji Dongfeng and Jian Xinshang.
Feeling Su Tong's powerful aura, Ji Dongfeng's faces were gloomy as they looked at each other.
This son must not be left alive.
After exchanging a look, the two also reached a tacit understanding.
"Arrogant brat, today I will let you see what kind of realm is achieved by relying on one's own strength. Side paths are not your capital for arrogance!"
Ji Dongfeng said, and a green glow burst out from his body.
With one fist clenched, he punched out.
"Wind Feather Fist!"
With a low shout, a green spiritual energy gathered into a huge fist.
Without any defense, it blasted towards Su Tong.
"Just this?"
Su Tong sneered.
Casually grasping at the air.
The spiritual energy instantly gathered.
Likewise, the wind-attributed spiritual energy condensed.
Then it condensed into a huge palm, and grabbed Ji Dongfeng's spiritual fist.
Boom!
A loud noise.
Then Ji Dongfeng's spiritual fist was directly crushed in Su Tong's spiritual palm.
"This..."
Ji Dongfeng didn't expect that his full powered spiritual technique strike was so easily crushed by Su Tong.
"Originally I didn't intend to make a move against the Shen Feng Sect and the Disaster Sword Sect, but now that you have come with hostility, then I'll take you down!"
After crushing Ji Dongfeng's spiritual fist,
Su Tong also sneered.
Then he continued: "Then let your two lives...start the harvest!"
His tone was very calm, but it made the strong ones lurking around watching tremble!
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