Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Xiao Qingfeng was angry again. There was no good person who came into contact with Rong Zhuofan!

Xiao Hongyu stood up and said, "Girl, we don't mean any harm, we are just curious. After all, we have been here for two months..."

"Two months? Even if I give you two more years, you won't be able to defeat the things below." Feng Qingran said sarcastically with a proud attitude.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

"Girl, do you know what's down here?" Baili Xuanqing asked.

"Of course... I don't know. I didn't go down. I just feel that the things down here can kill you all." Feng Qingran was arrogant and rude, as if he was not afraid of offending anyone at all.

"You!" Xiao Qingfeng pointed at Feng Qingran with a trembling hand.

Zheng! ——

The sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Xiao Qingfeng said coldly, "You are so arrogant, you really need a lesson!"

Xiao Qingfeng exuded a majestic pressure that made some family heads turn pale.

The strength of Virtual God in the middle stage is so terrifying!

Feng Qingran's face remained as usual, she flipped her wrist, put the sword into her hand, turned around beautifully, and easily received Xiao Qingfeng's sword.

Feng Qingran held the sword and pulled out a sword flower. With slightly cold eyes, she waved out a stream of sword energy.

The sword energy approached Xiao Qingfeng, and Feng Qingran then did a backflip, as graceful as a startled dragon, and stabbed out a sword blade again.

The blade of the sword is as hard and cold as iron, and the sword energy is as soft as water and as weak as boneless.

Contempt flashed in Xiao Qingfeng's eyes, and he had the nerve to show off such a slow sword energy.

Xiao Qingfeng raised his hand and stood with the sword in front of his eyes, blocking the sword energy.

boom! ——

Exploded with majestic force.

Xiao Qingfeng didn't pay attention for a moment and was blown away.

Before Xiao Qingfeng could recover, the sword blade passed over his head and cut off a strand of hair.

Xiao Qingfeng's pupils were shocked. Looking at the falling hair, cold sweat broke out on his back and his whole body became stiff.

Baili Xuanqing was even more shocked, she was really a monster!

Xiao Hongyu's lowered hand was trembling. The sword technique used by Feng Qingran was unheard of.

But her current swordsmanship is obviously far beyond the realm of gods and humans.

In the world of sword cultivation, it doesn't matter how powerful the sword techniques are, the realm of sword intention is the most important thing.

The sword intention is divided into: beginner, mortal, superior mortal, inferior immortal, superior immortal, heavenly being, immortal, saint, and saint.

Once the sword intention can reach the level of saint, even if the cultivation level is one level lower, you will still be able to fight.

Where did this person come from?

Rong Zhuofan didn't understand the swordsmanship thing, but he knew that Feng Qingran defeated Xiao Qingfeng.

Rong Zhuofan couldn't help but feel lucky that he didn't offend Feng Qingran, otherwise he would be the unlucky one.

When Feng Qingran saw everyone's eyes falling on her, she flipped her wrist and the sword disappeared.

Feng Qingran straightened her sleeves and said, "Sorry, I never like to cause trouble. I was just passing by and was interested in the things below..."

After hearing Feng Qingran's words, everyone raised their eyebrows.

Feng Qingran said casually: "However, I won't grab the things below with you. I just want to see what is below?"

call! ——

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Strong men always cherish their feathers.

Since she said she wouldn't rob them, she definitely wouldn't rob them.

"Girl, can you help me deal with the strange beasts below?" The old man, who was over fifty years old, bowed to Feng Qingran.

"I won't interfere, but if someone is injured, I can help." Feng Qingran looked as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Only Fat Tiger looked at Feng Qingran with eager eyes.

This bad woman!

She just wants to steal it!

"Why are you looking at me? Why don't you continue to discuss countermeasures?" Feng Qingran crossed his arms and asked calmly.

Xiao Hongyu frowned slightly, why did this girl feel so weird?

For a while it was as indifferent as frost.

Be lively and lively for a while.

"Sect Master Rong, why don't you let your contracted beast go down and have a look?" Xiao Qingfeng looked at Fat Tiger. Feng Qingran had praised it just now!

"Zongzhu Xiao, do you hear what you are saying is human? You don't even want to go down, why did you let him go down?" Rong Zhuofan said sarcastically.

"I would like to continue, but the beasts below me and I don't have a common language. Only beasts can communicate with each other smoothly." Xiao Qingfeng's eyes flashed slightly, with a strange yin and yang look. Who wouldn't!

Rong Zhuofan patted Fat Hu, "He scolded you, why don't you bite him?"

Roar! ——

Fat Tiger shouted at Xiao Qingfeng.

At the same time, Fat Tiger exuded terrifying coercion.

The pressure of the holy beast was equivalent to the pressure of a monk in the integration stage. Naturally, Xiao Qingfeng could not withstand it, so Xiao Qingfeng summoned his contracted beast.

A ghost monkey, the monkey has red eyes, dark hair all over its body, three heads and six arms, and is extremely fierce.

As soon as the Nether Monkey came out, he faced off against the saber-toothed tiger.

The pressure exuded by the two made the monks present unable to bear it.

Only Rong Zhuofan and Xiao Qingfeng had the protection of the contracted beasts, and their faces were slightly better.

The rest of the people chose to stay away from the two beasts.

Only then did they realize that Feng Qingran was still standing where he was, motionless as a mountain.

The pressure of the two beasts had no effect on her at all!

Now everyone is not calm!

Even the strong men of False God cannot withstand the pressure of the integration stage!