Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded in Lezheng Lihui's chin. He covered his mouth in pain several times, but could not utter a complete sentence.

"How dare you, we are disciples of the Tenth Peak of the Asking Sword Sect, we are the Le Zheng family...ah——" Le Zheng Lihuang drew his sword and pointed angrily at Lu Xingyan. He didn't even notice when Lu Xingyan disappeared. Entering into a happy and prosperous future.

"You're also very talkative." Lu Xingyan pointed his toe at his chin and kicked him hard.

"You, you..." The other two Lezheng disciples were dumbfounded. When they reacted and drew their swords, Lu Xingyan had already dodged and flew over, kicking each of them: "Crush my poisonous mushrooms, I'll give you shame." right."

"You!" Lezheng Lihui, who was at the peak of his foundation-building cultivation, had corrected his dislocated jaw and endured the pain as he got up from the ground with an angry voice.

He originally wanted to scold Lu Xingyan, but when he saw that he didn't recognize the person, he pointed his sword at Le Zhengyan: "You want to enmity with me and the Wenjian Sect, right?"

"That's ridiculous. You caused trouble first and then passed the blame on us." Lu Xingyan had already returned to Le Zhengyan after delivering the dislocation package one by one.

She hugged her chest and sneered: "I, Lu Xingyan, have never been afraid of getting into trouble since I was a child. Before I came to die for being a bitch, I didn't even think about whether I could resist being beaten?"

"I don't care who you are!" Lezheng Lihui felt that Lu Xingyan's name sounded familiar.

But he was so irritated that he had no time to think about it.

He pointed his long sword and shouted angrily: "Let's all come together. Can we, the four of us at the highest level of foundation building, defeat them?"

"It's just the peak of foundation building." Lu Xingyan sneered and pulled Le Zhengyan forward with his backhand: "Junior brother, two for each."

"If you can't even deal with two foundation-building peaks, I'll deal with you."

Le Zhengyan, whose cultivation is only at the early stage of foundation building: "..." Although, but, well, senior sister is right!

Summoning the fairy sword, Le Zhengyan's peach blossom eyes flashed with danger, and he was covered with thunder and lightning to directly face the two men.

"It's actually an immortal sword." A trace of greed flashed in Le Zheng Lihui's eyes.

He raised his sword and stabbed directly at Le Zhengyan's heart, but Le Zhengyan dodged it sideways and kicked someone over by turning over. The sword came out like a dragon, cut off Le Zheng Lihui's spiritual sword, and stabbed half of his heart. inch.

A red light lit up on Le Zheng Lihui's body, and the spirit-level defensive weapon was shattered, directly breaking Le Zhengyan's offensive.

"Pfft--" There was a fishy taste in his throat, and Le Zheng Lihui covered his heart.

He looked at Le Zhengyan's bleeding sword tip in shock: "How is it possible? You have only been practicing for less than a month..."

"I am at the pinnacle of foundation building!"

"I know, you must have used some evil cultivation method!"

"Bullshit." Le Zhengyan waved his cold sword, and the cold light approached, beating Le Zheng Lihui back steadily.

When the last sword was about to pierce Le Zheng Lihui's heart, he thought that Lu Xingyan was nearby, and moved the sword's position with a cold face.

Only Le Zheng Lihui cut off one arm: "When I was five years old, you stepped on one of my arms and this is what I paid back to you."

"As for your life." Le Zhengyan sneered and squatted down, opening his mouth and saying, "I will find an opportunity to take it."

"Le Zhengyan, I want you to die, ah ah ah ah -" Le Zheng Lihui roared angrily while holding his broken arm.

He couldn't accept how he, who was at the pinnacle of foundation building, could be defeated by Le Zhengyan, a good-for-nothing who hadn't practiced since he was a child.

"Junior brother, why are you so slow? Is there any solution?" Lu Xingyan had already used formations to trap Le Zheng and Lihuang, who were beaten into pig heads and whose equipment exploded all over the floor.

She turned her eyes to look at the battle situation on Le Zhengyan's side.

One of the teenagers had fainted and died on the ground, leaving only Le Zheng Lihui holding his severed hand, blood flowing all over the floor, and hating Le Zhengyan.