Peerless Taoist

This group of disciples had gloomy expressions, but their eyes were suffused with a strange light.    

"It's you guys. Could it be that you're here to send me off?" Liao Xingchen subconsciously assumed the stance of a core disciple.    

When the other disciples saw him, they smiled as well.    

"Yeah, I'll send you on your way!" A few disciples wore hideous grins.    

Liao Xingchen immediately felt that something was wrong.    

He quickly retreated and said angrily, "How dare you! Who gave you the courage to speak to me like this!"    

Although he was fierce on the inside, no one took his words seriously.    

A few disciples reacted quickly and held him down. The other few found an opportunity and rushed to his side. They swung their arms and slapped him in the face twice.    

Slap! Slap!    

Two crisp sounds rang out, and Liao Xingchen's face instantly swelled up.    

"It wasn't easy for me to ascend to the inner court back then, and it was precisely because I offended you that I was assigned to a desolate area for a full ten years!"    

"Bastard! The treasure that I seized after going through countless hardships was taken away by you with a casual sentence!"    

"I let you do whatever you want in the sect!"    

Usually, Liao Xingchen would do evil deeds in the entire sect by relying on his identity.    

Many disciples hated him to the core, but because of Liao Xingchen's background, they could only swallow their anger but not dare to say anything.    

Now, Liao Xingchen's situation was hopeless, and no one would give him face anymore.    

Liao Xingchen wailed loudly, "All of you wait! How dare you make a move on me like this? All of you can wait for death!"    

The more he clamored, the more he welcomed another round of fierce beating.    

One of the disciples said disdainfully, "You even thought that you were a core disciple? The current you is even worse than a dog!"    

These disciples who came over were all people who had deep grudges with Liao Xingchen. Naturally, they would not allow him to leave alive.    

However, just as everyone was planning to kill him, a group of black clothed disciples suddenly arrived from afar.    

"Not good. It's people from the Disciplinary Hall. Let's leave quickly."    

When the crowd of disciples saw the appearance of this group of black-clothed people, they immediately scattered.    

These men in black were the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall of the Metal Lightning Sect.    

The Discipline Hall was in charge of the entire Metal Lightning Sect's Punishment Prison, which was a very powerful deterrent to ordinary disciples.    

Upon seeing this, Liao Xingchen hurriedly wailed, "Brothers of the Punishment Hall, come and save me! Someone is trying to kill me!"    

As if he had found a life-saving straw, he desperately approached the group of black-robed disciples.    

However, the group of black-clothed disciples suddenly separated from the center.    

A boot directly stepped on Liao Xingchen's head.    

"Yo, isn't this Xingchen? How did he mix into such a state?" An eccentric voice rang in Liao Xingchen's ears.    

Liao Xingchen raised his head with great difficulty and immediately saw a familiar figure.    

The person who stepped on him in front of him was also a young man.    

Liao Xingchen recognized the man in front of him. He was the Young Hall Master of the Disciplinary Hall, Jiang Sen.    

Jiang Sen and Liao Xingchen were both core disciples. The two of them could be considered as friends who did evil deeds and did a lot of bad things.    

Liao Xingchen hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Brother Jiang, I've been conned by someone. You have to help me."    

Jiang Sen's lips curled into a mocking smile. He quickly put on an act and helped Liao Xingchen up. "Brother Liao, what are you saying? Your matter is naturally my matter."    

A trace of gratitude arose in Liao Xingchen's heart.    

But when he saw clearly the person standing behind Jiang Sen, he suddenly froze on the spot.    

That's the purple shirt.