You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Wen Qing knew that once there was a fight in the real dragon fantasy world, it would never end.

Otherwise, when we go outside, the sect will be involved, and it will not end well for either party.

Wen Qing smiled at the woman from Xiaoyao Palace and said, "What you said is very good. It's really good advice. I will remember the rules of the True Dragon Fantasy."

The woman from Xiaoyao Palace sneered and glanced up and down at Wen Qing.

She could tell at a glance that Wen Qing was a silly girl who had never seen the world.

This reminded her of herself back then, and she sighed and said, "I advise you not to go inside, otherwise not only this monster will be robbed."

As soon as the Xiaoyao Palace woman said these words, the man who caught the snake suddenly interrupted her coldly: "Junior sister, you said too much."

The woman from Xiaoyao Palace also knew that she had talked too much, so she slightly stuck out her tongue at her senior brother and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Wen Qing suddenly said from behind: "Please return the snake and mandrill heads to us, otherwise I will act according to the rules of the real dragon fantasy."

The three people from Xiaoyao Palace stopped at the same time and looked back.

Seeing Wen Qing's sincere expression, which didn't seem to be a joke, the man in the middle couldn't help but frowned.

The Xiaoyao Palace woman looked at Wen Qing as if she were a fool and yelled, "Are you looking for death? Do you know who we are?"

Wen Qing said: "I know, you are disciples of Xiaoyao Palace."

The girl from Xiaoyao Palace sneered and said, "You only know that we are disciples of Xiaoyao Palace, but do you know who the senior brother next to me is?"

Wen Qing shook her head very honestly and said, "I don't know."

"Hmph, then let me tell you, my senior brother is Bai Yunsheng, the 'Xiaoyao Young Master' with the same name as Tianzong's holy son Li Xuan."

When she said these words, the eyes of this female disciple from Xiaoyao Palace were shining, and her admiration was beyond words.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she received a hard slap on the face.

There was a clear sound of "Pa!"

"Young Master Xiaoyao" Bai Yunsheng snorted coldly: "Does that kind of lecherous person who hangs around in the streets deserve to be named the same as me? In the entire Eastern China, I am the only one, Bai Yunsheng!"

The female disciple in Xiaoyao Palace not only didn't get angry when she was beaten, but she immediately lowered her head and apologized: "I'm sorry, senior brother, it was my junior sister who made a mistake. She should be beaten."

After saying that, the female disciple of Xiaoyao Palace actually started to slap herself.

The clear sound of "pah pah pah" is endless.

When Xiao Yun saw this female disciple from Xiaoyao Palace slapping him, he thought of someone for no reason.

For some reason, Xiao Yun saw the shadow of Zhao Xiaohuan in her.

The female disciple of Xiaoyao Palace hit her more than ten times in a row, and then Bai Yunsheng said coldly: "That's enough, let's go!"

With Bai Yunsheng's order, the female disciple of Xiaoyao Palace stopped slapping her.

He glared at Wen Qing fiercely, turned around and left unwillingly.

In her opinion, if Wen Qing hadn't stood up and interrupted, she wouldn't have made her senior brother angry at all, let alone received this beating!

Just when the three people from Xiaoyao Palace were about to leave, Wen Qing suddenly spoke again: "Senior Brother Bai from Xiaoyao Palace, I am Wen Qing from the Spirit Sword Sect."

"We saw the snake and mandrill first, please return them to me."

Wen Qing hoped that the other party would not argue with her for the sake of everyone belonging to the seven major sects.

That's why he reported his family status.

But Bai Yunsheng didn't even look back this time.

I just heard him sneer, and then told the man and woman beside him: "I'll give you a cup of tea to deal with them."

"I'll wait for you in front."

After saying that, Bai Yunsheng ignored Wen Qing and walked straight into the depths of the jungle.

The reason why Bai Yunsheng was so relieved to leave the two of them to deal with Wen Qing and Xiao Yun was because he believed that they could not lose.

The two of them are ostensibly Bai Yunsheng's followers.

In fact, he is also the pride of heaven in Xiaoyao Palace.

The girl’s name is Ma Fengting and the boy’s name is Shangguan Jun.

Both of them have top-quality golden spiritual roots, and their cultivation has reached the ninth level of the golden elixir.

Among their peers in Xiaoyao Palace, apart from Bai Yunsheng, the two of them had no rival at all.

The three of them were mainly here to hunt monsters in the True Dragon Fantasy.

There is even the thought of killing the baby dragon.

Shangguan Jun sighed helplessly and looked back at Wen Qing: "It's too late now even if you kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Elder brother is angry, no one can save you!"

Ma Fengting wrinkled her nose and said immediately: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do it. Don't let senior brother wait in a hurry. Leave the woman to me and the man to you."

As soon as Ma Fengting finished speaking, she immediately pulled out a long knife and rushed towards Wen Qing.

Wen Qing originally planned to resolve the matter peacefully, but she didn't expect that after just a few words, the other party started to get physical.

There was no other way, Wen Qing could only take out the Ice Soul Sword to fight with him at this time.

When Ma Fengting saw that Wen Qing had drawn the Ice Soul Sword and seemed to be trying to fight back, she snorted coldly and said: "Stupid girl, you don't even look at how much you weigh, and you want to fight with me?"

Ma Fengting didn't take Wen Qing seriously at all.

In her heart, except her senior brother Bai Yunsheng.

Only the 'Sentimental Young Master' Li Xuan, the 'Desperate Young Master' Leng Ziqin, and the 'Thousand-faced Young Master' Wuming can be her opponents.

Others are not worth mentioning at all.

Even Yu Liehuo, the son of the leader of the Holy Fire Sect, Ma Fengting did not take him seriously.

What's more, Wen Qing, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect whose reputation has long declined.

The long knife in Ma Fengting's hand suddenly flashed with a dazzling white light.

A sword aura with strong murderous intent enveloped Wen Qing.

The spiritual power in Ma Fengting's body suddenly exploded, and the long knife turned into an overwhelming shadow and slashed towards Wen Qing.

Her sword skills are cruel and treacherous, and her sword power is fierce and domineering.

Compared with hers, Li Bingyan's Black Dragon Sword was like a child playing house.

Wen Qing is only at the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm.

Facing the opponent's explosive sword skills, Wen Qing did not dare to neglect.

He urged the Ice Soul Sword with all his strength to meet him.

In an instant, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped to freezing point, and all the trees were covered with a layer of frost at this moment.

The biting cold wind immediately enveloped Ma Fengting.

The ice attribute spiritual power in Wen Qing's body converged on the Ice Soul Sword.

The originally dark and cold Ice Soul Sword immediately erupted with an inaccessible chill.

Even Xiao Yun, who was more than ten meters away, felt as if his bones were about to be frozen.

As Wen Qing's opponent, Ma Fengting bore the brunt of the heart-stopping cold.

Her spiritual power seemed to be frozen by Wen Qing.

Seeing Wen Qing approaching with a sword, Ma Fengting shouted: "You are not weak, but in front of me, these are just some tricks!"

Ma Fengting's golden elixir trembled, and the white light of the long knife in her hand surged again.

The shadows of swords flashed across the sky, weaving an airtight knife network around her.

Even though the cold wind outside was biting, Ma Fengting was not affected at all within the knife net.

In the blink of an eye, Ma Fengting had arrived in front of Wen Qing and chopped off her head with a knife filled with murderous intent.

The ice soul sword in Wen Qing's hand was even more chilly, and she immediately stepped forward to greet him.

But at this moment, Ma Fengting's expression suddenly changed.

An arrow gleaming with thunder and lightning grew larger and larger in her eyes.

This arrow made her feel extremely terrifying pressure, and her brain kept giving her orders.

"Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!"

You must escape quickly! Otherwise she will die here!

But her brain told her that she had to escape, but her body no longer obeyed.

There are nine hundred thoughts in one moment.

In this moment of life and death, she could think of a lot, but her body couldn't do it.

Even when the thunder arrow penetrated her chest, her mind still told her to escape from here quickly.

Ma Fengting felt that all her spiritual power was instantly dissipated.

The knife in his hand has been easily held by Wen Qing.

She looked at the bloody hole on her chest with disbelief.

Through this pothole, she could see the green grass and trees behind her.

She even saw her senior brother Shangguan Jun behind her.

There was actually a hole in his chest, and there were balls of red flames burning around the hole.

Ma Fengting raised her head with shock and looked at Xiao Yun not far away.

He was slowly putting away the bow and putting it on his back.

Ma Fengting felt that her life was disappearing rapidly.

Her eyes suddenly widened and she screamed with her last strength.

"Ah~!"

The scream sent the birds in the woods flying.

Bai Yunsheng, who was walking deeper into the woods, suddenly stopped and looked behind him with a slight frown.