Chapter 2244: Sweeping disciple!

"Wujifeng's disciples are still direct disciples. What can you do when you come to my Thirteen Peaks?" Fang Liu glanced at a few people and said lightly.
"Thirteen Peaks, when did the name change here?" Liu Tao walked out.
"No matter what his name is, there should be someone named Xiao Chen here. Call him out. I want to see where he is so bold and dare to tie up the people of my Wuji Peak!" A young man left. Come out, the body exudes the saint's later cultivation.
"Peak Master Xiao Chen is the peak master of our Thirteen Peaks. You are not qualified to see his old man. If you are okay, leave." Although Fang Liu didn't know what happened, these people were obviously not good at coming. Identity and strength, simply disdain to deal with these troubles.
"Presumptuous, a disciple of the inner sect, dare to claim to be the peak master, and said that I am not qualified to see him, he is nothing!"
Fang Liu's voice fell, and a disciple immediately scolded.
"Pay attention to your words. I dare to insult our peak master. Don't blame me for being polite." Fang Liu's expression became cold. He was able to have everything he has now thanks to Xiao Chen. In his heart, Xiao Chen is not only a benefactor, It is the object of his worship.
"Presumptuous, you are a handyman disciple who dare to speak to me like this, you don't want to live anymore!" An anger flashed across the face of this disciple, and then he slapped Fang Liu directly with a palm without mercy. The disciple had to lie down for a few months without dying.
Fang Liu's complexion sank, and the broom in his hand shot out directly, knocking out the disciple, disappearing from everyone's sight, I don't know how far.
Everyone was taken aback, looking at Fang Liu in disbelief, knowing that the disciple who was just beaten out by him was a strong early saint.
"You are definitely not a handyman disciple, who are you?" The young man looked at Fang Liu and asked in a deep voice.
"Am I?" Fang Liu said with a proud face: "I am Fang Liu, a mountain sweeping disciple of Shisanfeng!"
Is a mountain-sweeping disciple so proud?
"You can easily fly my disciple of Wuji Peak, at least you are a sage, how can you be just a disciple of Sweeping Mountain?"
The youth said solemnly.
"I'm willing to be a mountain sweeper, are you in charge?" Fang Liu glanced at the young man and said lightly.
"Arrogant, although I don't know who you are, but I want to try your skills!" said the young man, and then all the breath of the saint later broke out.
"Fang Liu, drive them all out, lest it affect the scenery of my Thirteen Peaks." At this moment, Xiao Chen's faint voice rang.
"Yes, Peak Master!" Fang Liudao, and then also exuded the aura of the saint's later period on his body.
"How is it possible in the late saint?" Feeling Fang Liu's aura, the young man's face was incredulous. How could a saint later become a sweeping disciple?
Fang Liu had broken through to the late saint's stage through thunder robbery, and had condensed the holy bones, did not put the youth in his eyes at all, and swept them out, including the youth and others, all were swept away by Fang Liu.
And some disciples passing by, after seeing this scene, they were dumbfounded. A mountain-sweeping disciple swept away a group of direct disciples. Who is this mountain-sweeping disciple, and how strong?
Fang Liu glanced at the young man and others flying out, then walked aside and started sweeping the floor, as if he had just done a trivial thing.