The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me-Chapter 1092: Oh, My Sickly Sect Leader 3

Seeing Feng Zhi’s unrepentant and arrogant attitude.

The purple-clothed man holding a longsword frowned and spoke.

"So arrogant, truly disgracing your Xuanbing Sect."

Feng Zhi crossed her arms, unyielding.

"Falsely accusing good people, your Feiyan Sect is no good anyway."

With those words.

She truly provoked the anger of this group of purple-clothed people.

"You!!"

"Dare insult the sect, today we’re definitely cutting out your tongue!"

Feng Zhi sneered.

"Then try it."

With those words.

The battle commenced.

Five against one.

Feng Zhi’s skills weren’t bad.

Unfortunately, facing five opponents, two fists were no match for four hands.

Ultimately, she was defeated.

The purple-clothed man struck Feng Zhi’s shoulder with a palm.

Feng Zhi’s complexion turned pale, clutching her shoulder as she staggered back three steps.

The purple-clothed man advanced again, holding his longsword, thrusting directly at Feng Zhi.

Ding!

Suddenly, an ice spike flashed out from nowhere.

Piercing straight through the longsword.

Clatter.

The longsword shattered into two pieces, dropping to the ground.

The ice spike viciously embedded itself into the tree behind.

The purple-clothed man’s expression looked grim.

Everyone’s attention turned towards the direction the ice spike came from.

"Who dares interfere with my Feiyan Sect’s matters?!"

He asked sternly.

In sight, stood a young girl in Xuanbing Sect’s blue attire, accompanied by a boy with a cold demeanor.

Standing there.

Su Yan spoke softly.

"I do."

After speaking, she walked past them, reaching out to support Feng Zhi.

Feng Zhi glanced at Su Yan, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Didn’t expect anyone would come to save me."

She seemed amused.

With a smile on her face.

Su Yan looked up at the five facing them.

"Five against one, bullying the few with many."

A purple-clothed woman demanded.

"She stole my purse first, not only unrepentant but also stubborn. My Feiyan Sect just wants to teach her a lesson she’ll remember!"

Su Yan looked up, meeting her gaze, speaking.

"Teaching a disciple is Xuanbing Sect’s matter, not related to Feiyan Sect."

The purple-clothed woman sized up Su Yan, sensing her weak inner strength.

Mockingly.

"Who do you think you are? Since you insist on getting involved, today we’ll teach you a lesson too!"

As her voice fell, she raised her longsword to attack.

In the next moment, she was held back by the purple-clothed man beside her.

His gaze swept over his broken sword, then looked at Su Yan, pondering for a moment.

"She stole a purse from my Feiyan Sect disciple, return the purse and apologize for the matter.

Considering you belong to Xuanbing Sect, we’ll let you go."

Su Yan looked at Feng Zhi.

Feng Zhi thought Su Yan wanted her to apologize and return the purse to resolve the matter.

Feng Zhi raised her brows, showing a defiant spirit.

She withdrew her hand, refusing Su Yan’s support.

Then spoke with clear enunciation.

"I didn’t steal it, and I certainly won’t apologize to them."

Su Yan turned to look at the purple-clothed man.

"You heard her?"

The purple-clothed man frowned.

"Do you think you can leave here if you don’t submit?"

The purple-clothed woman gloated.

"Five of us against two of you, isn’t that a bit too bullying?"

Su Yan held Feng Zhi, her head lowered.

"Who said I want to fight you?"

As her voice fell, the cold-eyed boy standing by, holding his pet snake, stepped in front of Su Yan.

The boy spoke with a detached tone.

"Come at me all at once."

Little Red flicked its tongue.

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss!"

Rubbish trash humph!

Thirty minutes later.

Bang!

The purple-clothed man’s short sword jammed into the ground, kneeling on one knee.