Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

3"Li Yi, why don't you go up? Are you even a man? He's already giving you a hand."    

    

"That's right, don't embarrass me with your Yanhuang Sect. If you don't have the confidence to admit defeat, then get the hell over here to fight anyone else who wants to."    

    

"What are you afraid of him for? I don't know how he obtained his cultivation. It's fake yet unreal, completely useless. Let's show him some colors."    

    

Seeing Li Yi's cowardly look, the surrounding people from Yanhuang Sect shouted loudly in urging.    

    

After his eyes flickered for a long time, Li Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Since you're courting death, then I'll let you know how powerful I am. My fists and feet are ruthless, it's unavoidable for me to be injured.    

    

"Afraid? The one you're afraid of is you, right? Since you're able to injure me, consider it your ability. Cut the crap.    

    

Ning Xiaolei looked at Li Yi with disdain. At a time like this, saying something like that was too shameless!    

    

Li Yi snorted, a fiery red Longsword appeared in his hand, and with a tap of his feet, he rushed forward.    

    

Although he was fast, in Ning Xiaolei's eyes, he was a bit slow. The two of them weren't even on the same level.    

    

Facing such an opponent, Ning Xiaolei had no intention of taking out his weapon.    

    

"Skyfire Sword Technique."    

    

Li Yi growled, the Longsword in his hand brought a fiery red sword qi, slashing towards Ning Xiaolei.    

    

Circulating the Roc Footwork, Ning Xiaolei easily dodged to Li Yi's side and threw out a punch.    

    

Li Yi immediately reacted and pulled back his elbow. The Longsword slashed horizontally towards Ning Xiaolei's fist.    

    

However, he had underestimated Ning Xiaolei's speed. Before the Longsword slashed at him, his fist had already landed between Ning Xiaolei's ribs.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

With a light sound, Li Yi tumbled backwards and flew away, lying on the ground.    

    

With just one move, Li Yi, who was at the late stage of the Grand Perfection, was defeated.    

    

Ning Xiaolei retracted his fist and stood straight, slightly shaking his head: "Too weak, I really don't know how can you be so arrogant with such strength?"    

    

"You …"    

    

Li Yi almost vomited blood. This was an insult to him.    

    

Ning Xiaolei ignored his existence and turned to Huang Dong, saying, "And you, you don't seem to be convinced by me either. Come, come, let's spar."    

    

"I …"    

    

Huang Dong's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. His strength was about the same as Li Yi's. Since the opponent could defeat Li Yi in one move, the opponent would definitely be able to defeat him in one move as well.    

    

Seeing Huang Dong's timid look, Ning Xiaolei disdainfully said, "With just this kind of strength and courage, you still dare to have any ideas about my Yun. What a joke."    

    

Then, he looked at the rest of the Yanhuang Sect s. "Yun naturally has her own reasons for choosing me, I don't want others to say anything, if anyone feels that I'm unworthy, they can come and challenge me.    

    

With that said, many young men of Yanhuang Sect gritted their teeth in anger, but none of them dared to challenge him.    

    

As for the girls, many of them looked at Ning Xiaolei with infatuation. Which woman would not like such a domineering man?    

    

Shiyun shook her head and whispered, "This guy actually has such a side to him."    

    

The crowd clamored for a moment. Suddenly, someone walked out and coldly said, "I feel that you are not worthy. Only I, Wang Qingyun, am worthy of a woman like Shiyun."    

    

Ning Xiaolei frowned. He looked over to see that it was a man with a handsome face.    

    

When Wang Qingyun appeared, it immediately caused many women of Yanhuang Sect to scream non-stop, yelling that they were going to give birth to a baby for him.    

    

"It's just a pretty boy, is it worth it!?"    

    

Ning Xiaolei glanced at Wang Qingyun, then shifted his gaze towards the cheering Yanhuang Sect girls, and said while curling his lips.    

    

Ning Xiaolei did not intentionally hide his voice. With Wang Qingyun's cultivation base, he could hear it clearly. His face instantly turned livid and his eyes filled with rage.    

    

He had always been proud of his handsome looks, but he never expected that Ning Xiaolei would speak of him as a derogatory pretty boy.