Villain? The cheating elder sister is more like a villain

"Senior Sister Lu, we were fooled."

Chen Feiyang patted his head in annoyance.

"Bullshit, I can see that."

Lu Yiran replied angrily, and then a large number of figures emerged from the darkness.

Lu Yiran and others were surrounded.

Looking carefully, there were over a thousand people surrounding Lu Yiran and others.

But Lu Yiran and the others only had less than thirty people.

"Now it seems that we can only fight head-on. There will be a fierce battle next. Are you ready?"

Lu Yiran looked back at the brothers who were following him. It was too late to say anything now.

He was surrounded by people from the Blood Ming Sect.

In fact, she didn't expect it.

It seems that there are extremely smart people within the Blood Ming Sect, otherwise they would not have thought of using a strategy to lure them here.

And the timing was perfect.

"Sister Lu, we are ready."

Everyone nodded in unison.

Since coming out of the poisonous fog forest, everyone has been impressed by Lu Yiran's charisma.

Even though Lu Yiran led them into the enemy's encirclement.

No one complained about her, but supported Lu Yiran as always.

"Haha, okay, this is my senior brother Lu Yiran, and this is also the attitude that our disciples of Qingxuan Sect should have."

"Brothers, follow me and kill."

"kill!"

In an instant, everyone rushed towards the crowd surrounding them.

Lu Yiran did not use the iconic iron pot today, but instead held a spiritual sword in his hand.

puff!

The spirit sword pierced the chest of a Blood Ming Sect disciple who was rushing toward him. The disciple stared in disbelief and refused to close his eyes.

Lu Yiran didn't even look at him and rushed towards another person.

Chen Feiyang held the spirit sword in his hand, opened and closed it widely, and slashed out with one sword, and several heads fell immediately.

"Haha, you bastards from the Blood Underworld Sect, your Grandpa Chen is here."

Chen Feiyang laughed, and the Blood Ming Sect disciples who surrounded him retreated one after another, but how could their retreat speed keep up with Chen Feiyang's sword energy.

In an instant, a rainbow light flashed through, and several more heads fell to the ground.

"Xiao Leng, you can't do it." While killing, Chen Feiyang also glanced at Leng Youran who was also killing the enemy neatly.

"You're just a little skilled."

During the battle, Leng Youran completely transformed into a cold-faced killer.

A sword thrust out and penetrated two bodies instantly.

For a moment, everyone in the Qingxuan Sect started a competition to see who could kill the most enemies.

Xiao Zhengtai Bai Wenjun wielded a pair of giant hammers and attacked indiscriminately. The Blood Ming Sect disciples who touched his hammers fell to the ground unconscious.

Lin Qingyuan, Lu Xian and others did not fall behind at all, each using their best moves to kill the enemy.

After a while, dozens of Xue Ming Sect disciples died.

However, the one standing in the void not only did not let the disciples surrounding Lu Yiran and others retreat, but instead watched all this with cold eyes.

As the battle progressed, more and more blood gathered on the ground.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

puff!

puff!

puff!

When the disciples of the Blood Ming Sect were besieging Lu Yiran and others, arrows suddenly flew from behind, wildly harvesting their lives.

What surprised Lu Yiran and others was that more and more Xue Ming Sect disciples fell down beside them.

But the remaining people rushed towards them as always, with no intention of retreating.

They couldn't even see the slightest fear on each other's faces.

"Junior Sister Lu, something is very wrong with them." Lin Qingyuan has been following Lu Yiran not far behind, and his observation skills have always been very keen.

Soon he discovered something was wrong with the disciples of the Blood Ming Sect.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yiran reached out and killed another Blood Ming Sect disciple.

He looked back at Lin Qingyuan.

"Their strength is too weak." Lin Qingyuan did not stop his movements while speaking.

"What do you mean?" Lu Yiran was stunned for a moment.

"There are so many people, but few of them are in the elixir-forming stage. Most of them are monks in the Qi-refining stage and the foundation-building stage."

Lin Qingyuan pondered for a moment and continued.

"Moreover, they don't seem to have their own thoughts, they are more like puppets on strings."

"Is there such a thing?"

Lu Yiran said in surprise, and then looked carefully, and sure enough, he saw the Blood Ming Sect disciples surrounding him, all with expressions on their faces.

There was no expression on his face.

"How could this happen?" Lu Yiran stopped his killing action.

Looking at Lin Qingyuan aside.

"I think this is a conspiracy." Lin Qingyuan frowned.

"What do you mean?" Lu Yiran was a little confused.

"I always feel that the man in the sky has a big conspiracy." Lin Qingyuan raised his head and looked at the man standing in the void.

He did not participate in the battle on the ground. Instead, he watched everything that happened in front of him with an indifferent expression.

It was as if he didn't care about the life and death of his disciples at all.

In just one stick of incense, two hundred people died in the hands of Lu Yiran and others. However, that man still looked on with cold eyes and had no intention of rescuing his disciples.

"You mean him?"

Lu Yiran raised his head and looked at the person in the void, who happened to look at her as well.

The two people's eyes collided in the air, and then Lu Yiran saw a hint of sarcasm in the man's eyes.

"Yes, I think he has a big conspiracy." Lin Qingyuan felt that the uneasiness in his heart was getting worse.

"Then what should we do now?" For a moment, Lu Yiran had no idea.

Because at this time Chen Feiyang and others seemed to be going crazy, competing with Leng Youran and Bai Wenjun.

They were the main force in killing the enemy. Basically, more than half of them died in the hands of Chen Feiyang, Bai Wenjun, Leng Youran and others.

"I don't know, but I feel that killing them like this won't do us much good. The most powerful of these people are only in the foundation building stage."

"Even if we kill them all, it won't have much effect on us rescuing and supporting the Bai Yan Sect."

"On the contrary, that person seems to be a greater threat to us."

Lin Qingyuan pointed at the man standing in the void. He couldn't see through the man's cultivation, which gave him an unfathomable feeling.

"You're saying he has a bigger agenda."

Lu Yiran murmured: "Xue Ming Sect, Blood Ming Sect, Blood Ming Sect... No, everyone, please stop."

Suddenly, Lu Yiran seemed to remember something and hurriedly told everyone to stop.

"Senior Sister Lu, what's wrong?"

Chen Feiyang and others looked at Lu Yiran with confusion. They were killing vigorously.

"Stop it now, it's too late to explain."

She once saw a kind of evil magic in an ancient book, which was to use the energy of blood to make sacrifices.

There is a kind of evil cultivator who specializes in practicing this kind of evil magic.

"Jiejiejie, boys of Qingxuanzong, it's too late. You have helped me a lot. I don't even know how to thank you. Jiejiejie..."

Just when Lu Yiran was about to tell everyone to stop, the man in the sky suddenly laughed.