Bang!

A dull and loud noise was heard in the Yin Gui Hall.

The ten thousand feet high main peak trembled three times.

The huge Yin Gui Sect's main hall was silent.

On the high platform, the throne where the Sect Master sat had been smashed by a brute force, and the dust rolled and spread.

A low roar came out in the rolling smoke and dust, shaking the entire hall!

"Beast! Beast! What a fucking beast!"

"I warned that beast a long time ago to be low-key and humble, for fear that he would follow in his father's footsteps."

"As a result...as a result, that beast still caused trouble and provoked such a powerful enemy!"

"Fuck his grandma, I should have shot his father into the wall at the beginning, ah ah ah!"

Yin Gui Sect's Sect Master Zhou Feilun was so angry that he was crazy, his silver hair was flying, and he looked like a madman.

At this time.

The seventh elder, who was wearing a big quilt and a mink coat, strode over and advised:

"Master, now that things have come to this, anger can't solve the problem."

"The most urgent thing is that we still have to discuss how to resolve the conflict between my Yin Gui Sect and Zhang Yun."

"After all, it seems that the young master is the only one who suffers in this conflict. Maybe Zhang Yun will not be aggressive."

Zhou Feilun's eyes were red, and he swept towards Zhou Fan like a wild beast, and said in a deep voice: "How is the injury of that beast?"

"The injury is not very serious. One cheek is comminuted and fractured, and the other side is fine. The brain has been affected by a certain impact. It is probably a severe concussion, and there is a possibility of amnesia."

"The ghost doctor said that it is just a minor injury. It will be fine after lying in bed for three or two months. It's not a big deal."

Hearing this, Zhou Feilun slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his anger subsided a lot.

At this time, a loud voice came from outside the hall.

"Zhang Yun? What? I've never heard of him!"

"Sect, our Yin Gui Sect is also a well-known second-class sect in the Alliance Star City. Why should we be afraid of him?"

"Even if the Divine Sword Sect confronts our Yin Gui Sect, our Yin Gui Sect may not suffer a loss!"

As he spoke, a fat elder with a big belly walked in.

This elder ranked ninth, named Chu Xiong. As his name suggests, he is very bearish and is the number one general of the Yin Gui Sect in the battle against the outside world.

He wanted to say something, at this time, a ghost hand appeared beside his cheek and slapped him hard in the face.

Snap——!

"Ah——!"

Chu Xiong was slapped and rolled several times on the spot, and then his head hit the floor of the hall like a head-over-heels onion.

Bang!

A pit was smashed into the ground, spreading countless cracks.

It can be seen how hard this slap was!

"Who dares to hit me!" Elder Chu Xiong was furious and was about to explode.

At this time, he caught a glimpse of the elder with white hair and a smiling face. He was like a mouse seeing a cat, and a flattering smile appeared on his rough face: "Hehe, Master, why did you come in person?"

"If I didn't come, you, a fool, would have to die at Zhang Yun's hands."

The elder said with a smile, but his tone was extremely cold, like a steel knife scraping bones, making Elder Chu Xiong tremble.

He said weakly: "Master, is Zhang Yun really that powerful? Even a young and middle-aged king like me can't deal with him?"

"Stupid, didn't you see the message sent by the sect master?"

"As long as the accuracy of that information is half as high, you are not Zhang Yun's opponent!"

"This..." Chu Xiong still refused to accept it, but no matter how strong his master was, he didn't dare to be stubborn.

At this time.

Several other elders also arrived in the hall one after another, all with worried faces and long sighs.

"Alas, why did Xiaofan cause trouble again? I told him a long time ago that he should keep a low profile, but he just didn't listen. I don't know who he looks like."

"He looks like his father. He has no ability except to bring bad luck to the sect."

"Speak softly and take care of the sect master's feelings."

"Things have come to this point, and people are not allowed to speak? Who is Zhang Yun? He is the eldest brother of the Divine Sword Sect, a five-star general of the Xia Kingdom, and has a super cub son who can kill the three generals of Yingzhou."

"If you mess with him, do you know what kind of terrifying opponent our sect will face?"

"The sect master should take full responsibility for this matter. There is nothing to shirk."

"The second elder is right."

"That's right, the sect master should take full responsibility!"

Many elders turned their heads and looked at the head of the Yin Gui Sect, with dissatisfied expressions on their faces.

At this time, Zhou Feilun had also suppressed his anger.

He stepped down from the high platform and said solemnly: "Don't worry, elders. As a grandfather, I will naturally solve the trouble caused by my grandson."

"I will also take the responsibility."

"The most urgent task now is to discuss how to deal with the relationship with Zhang Yun."

"You know, people of his status have a big face. My grandson offended him, even if we want toIf we keep things quiet, he may not let us go. "

"So, we must come up with a practical plan to deal with this crisis!"

"What do you think, elders?"

The elders nodded and fell into deep thought.

The elder glanced at everyone and said, "I think we can use courtesy before force."

"Since Zhang Yun has taken advantage of Zhou Fan, even if he is aggressive, he will not go too far."

"We can send people to send gifts to express our apologies. If that kid is shameless, then our Yin Gui Sect will have to fight him."

"At that time, life and death will be decided by fate, and survival will be in the hands of God!"

"My master is right!" Chu Xiong raised his hands in agreement.

The other elders also thought it made sense and nodded in agreement.

At this time, the seventh elder said, "Then the question is, what gifts should we send to ask for peace?"