Pa–pa…
With a crisp sound of slaps ringing out, the left and right cheeks of the eight black-clad elders swelled up high.
All eight were stunned by the hits.
No one expected the 13th generation Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect would suddenly strike with uncanny precision, as fast as lightning, catching them off guard.
"You… dare to hit us?"
The tall, thin black-clad elder covered his face with his hand, looking angrily at Ye Yun.
"So what if I hit you?"
Ye Yun looked coldly and disdainfully at these juniors.
"I once interacted as an equal with your Slaughter Sword Sect's founding ancestor—Empress of Slaughter. You juniors speak insolently, so should I not, as your elder, teach you a lesson? What complaints do you have?"
Ye Yun said coldly.
This speech rendered the eight black-clad elders speechless.
The 13th generation Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect indeed outranked them greatly in seniority.
Of the same generation as Empress of Slaughter.
