Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Jinguan Palace were shocked and angry, and they all mobilized their spiritual power to meet the attack.

For a moment, the sound of sword fighting in the hall was deafening.

Although there were many disciples in the Jinguan Palace, their cultivation was still a little bit behind. In a short period of time, many disciples were beaten to the ground.

Chen Tai stood in the middle of the hall with his hands behind his back, watching everything coldly, with a sneer of contempt on his lips.

"Hehe! You guys in the Jinguang Palace are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. You insist on asking for trouble! Hurry up and invite your Palace Master who is in seclusion to come out. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that the brothers will show mercy."

Zhao Wu struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Chen Tai with bloodshot eyes, as if burning with rage.

"Chen Tai, you are going too far!"

He roared and rushed towards Chen Tai again.

Chen Tai's eyelids drooped a little, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Unbelievable!"

As he spoke, he gathered his spiritual power and kicked Zhao Wu hard in the chest.

Zhao Wu's body suddenly seemed to fall apart and he was unable to fly out, blood spurting out and spilling all over the ground.

There was a sense of tragic powerlessness in the air.

Zhao Wu, who fell to the ground, staggered up again. His eyeballs were still bulging and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, but he still forced himself to mobilize the little spiritual power in his body and hugged Chen Tai's thigh again.

Chen Tai snorted coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and spiritual power began to surge again, aiming at Zhao Wu's chest.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the inner courtyard of Jinguan Palace.

"stop!"

The voice moves from far to near.

Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and a figure appeared in front of them.

The person had a cool and elegant temperament, just like a fairy.

She was wearing a plain white dress, her long black hair fell to her waist like a waterfall. Her skin was whiter than snow, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her clear eyes seemed to contain ten thousand years of ice, making people afraid to approach her.

The person who came was the Palace Master of Jinguan Palace, Yun Qingyao, who was also one of the recognized beauties in the provincial capital.

As soon as she appeared, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Even Chen Tai couldn't help but be slightly stunned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Yun Qingyao's eyes swept across the many embarrassed disciples of the Golden Light Palace, and finally fell on Chen Tai. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her tone was as cold as frost: "Why are you hurting people here?"

Chen Tai sneered and said frivolously: "Hey, who is this fairy? She looks pretty, but I don't know how good her kung fu is."

As soon as these words came out, the Shinto disciples behind him also started to make a noise, emitting bursts of lewd laughter.

"That's right, little girl, why don't you come back with us to Shinto Sect? I promise you'll have a good time, it's much better than staying in this crappy place!"

"They are all a bunch of rubbish. They will never satisfy you! How can they be better than the brothers who follow us, the Shinto sect?"

"Hahahaha!"

A cold light flashed in Yun Qingyao's eyes, and a cold murderous intent instantly spread.

She raised her hand lightly, and a powerful wave of spiritual energy quickly spread out with her as the center, sweeping across the entire hall like a raging wave.

"presumptuous!"

She shouted coldly and her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the disciple who had spoken rudely.

"Snapped!"

The sound of a resounding slap echoed throughout the hall, and before the disciple could even react to what was happening, he was slapped away.

Blood gushed out of the disciple's mouth, and several teeth flew out.

When the other Shinto sect disciples saw this, they were immediately horrified. They drew their weapons and stared at Yun Qingyao vigilantly.

Chen Tai's face also turned gloomy. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman actually possessed such powerful strength.

"You stinky bitch, you dare to hit my people? You're looking for death!"

He roared, and with a flash of his body, he also attacked Yun Qingyao.

Yun Qingyao had a blank expression on her face. She waved her jade hand lightly, and a sharp sword energy instantly slashed out, breaking Chen Tai's defense in an instant.

The sword energy swept across, and blood splattered.

Chen Tai, who was invincible before, had a wound of more than ten centimeters on his chest, with flesh and blood turning inside out and his clothes dyed red with blood.

His aura was also suppressed, and he became much weaker.

The noisy Shinto disciples stopped smiling instantly.

There was silence all around.

Every Shinto disciple had a look of solemn vigilance in his eyes.

Their senior brother Chen Tai...actually lost?

And lost so easily?

"You are so rude, you should be punished!"

Yun Qingyao stood still indifferently, her red lips slightly parted, exuding the majesty of a superior.

At this moment, it seemed as if she was the master here.

Chen Tai's face was pale, and his eyes were still full of unwillingness and resentment.

"How is it possible? How come I didn't know that there was such a person in the Golden Light Palace?"

"I must have been careless! Yes! That's it!"

"If everyone attacks together, I don't believe that we can't handle a woman."

He looked at Yun Qingyao with a grim gaze and gave another order.

Ye Tianming, who was watching the show in a corner, looked at the graceful figure approaching, with unconcealable longing in his eyes.

Finally met his woman!

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

The feeling hasn't changed.

Yun Qingyao was still as cold and aloof as before.

It's just that now when he's angry, he looks more lively and cute.

He couldn't help but feel less anxious to go out and see her.

Anyway, those Shinto sect disciples are no match for Yun Qingyao, so he might as well take a look at how powerful his wife is!

In just a moment, the disciples of the Shinto Sect approached Yun Qingyao one after another.

Their cultivation is already quite strong, and when they join forces, their power is enormous.

As the spiritual power surged, it turned into a sharp edge, whistling from all over the void and sweeping towards Yun Qingyao.

The powerful force was like a surging wave, trying to swallow Yun Qingyao in one gulp.

Ye Tianming squinted his eyes and said to himself:

"She does have some strength. I don't know how strong Qingyao is now. Let's see the situation first. There are so many disciples in the Golden Light Palace. If I take action, won't I steal her limelight?"

Yun Qingyao didn't even raise her eyelids in the face of this powerful attack.

Her slender jade fingers lightly tapped the air, as if she was just brushing against a fallen leaf.

"Boom!"

There was a slight sound, like a bubble bursting, and it spread out in all directions, soon forming a circular barrier like water ripples.

Those fierce attacks dissipated like bubbles the moment they touched the circular barrier, turning into starlight and disappearing into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, an even more violent spiritual power fluctuation spread out in all directions with Yun Qingyao as the center.

This force was not an attack, but it bounced back all the previous attack forces of the Shinto disciples.

"what!"

"My arm!"

"My Dantian!"

Screams rang out one after another. The Shinto sect disciples who had been so arrogant just now now fell to the ground in a mess, wailing like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind.

Chen Tai's internal organs were displaced by the recoil force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

He looked at everything that happened in front of him in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear and confusion, and looked at Yun Qingyao in shock:

"who are you?"

Yun Qingyao's clothes fluttered, making her look like a banished immortal. She looked down at the embarrassed Shinto sect disciples with indifference.

She frowned slightly, seeming a little puzzled: "You broke into my Golden Light Palace, didn't you just come to find me? If you don't recognize me, why are you looking for me?"

Chen Tai was even more shocked when he heard this.

"You...you are Yun Qingyao? Shouldn't you be in seclusion?"

The doubts in Yun Qingyao's cold eyes suddenly disappeared.

It seems that these Shinto disciples deliberately took advantage of her retreat to cause trouble.

Thinking of this, a hint of cold impatience flashed in her eyes, and she issued an expulsion order in a cold voice.

"Now, the grudge between you Shinto Sect and my Jinguang Palace has been settled. If you dare to cause trouble in my palace again, I will never forgive you! Go away!"

She has already taught them a lesson, which can be regarded as seeking justice for the disciples in the palace.

Very fair!

After Yun Qingyao finished speaking, her clothes fluttered and she was about to turn around and leave.

These Shinto disciples were nothing but clowns. It was enough to teach them a lesson. It was really not worth her wasting her time on cultivation.

At this moment, an angry shout exploded over the square like thunder:

"Palace Master Yun, wait a minute!"