() Found the way home!

"Impossible!" An endless resentment burst out from Jiang Yurong's eyes. Jiang Lingyue clearly only had one red spirit root. How could her cultivation speed be so fast? This is absolutely impossible!

"Didn't you say she is just a red spirit root? She is so old and has such cultivation, she is really just a red spirit root?" Mo Hongyu also put away the contempt for Jiang Lingyue in his heart, and looked at Jiang Yurong with a cold look.

Jiang Lingyue looks only twelve or thirteen years old, but she can fight against one of the early stages of Dixuan and several late stages of Xuanshi at the same time. How could she be the most trashy Red Spirit Root?

"Senior Brother Hongyu, I really didn't lie to you, she... she is really just a red spirit root, everyone saw it with their own eyes that day!" Jiang Yurong naturally felt the dissatisfaction in Mo Hongyu's eyes, and he didn't swear to the sky.

Of course, she chose to forget about Jiang Lingyue's previous incident of Lan Linggen.

She must also completely forget about this matter, otherwise if she accidentally missed a word, Mu Feiyun would never let her go.

The fact that people's spiritual roots are unwilling tolerate. Once discovered, even if Mu Feiyun is the personal disciple of the Lord of Shangqing Palace, she will not be able to be protected.

"The Red Spirit Root can also have such cultivation. How evil is this person's talent?" Mo Hongyu's face darkened, his body moved slightly, and he wanted to go forward and kill Jiang Lingyue in person.

Since such a talented and genius has offended her today, she will definitely not be able to allow her to grow up!

Unfortunately, even though Mo Hongyu was murderous, his toes moved. Xinglan appeared in front of him like a ghost. He looked at him with a gorgeous smile and said, "Do you want to do it? Don't forget, your opponent's son!"

"Don't you be so arrogant, do you think I dare not kill you? Since that's the case, I will kill you first and then kill that little girl!" As he said that, Mo Hongyu moved his hand and a long sword appeared in his hand. Before he could finish his words, he stabbed towards Xinglan.

It's a sneak attack!

"Tsk tsk, the atmosphere of Shangqing Palace is indeed impressive!" Xinglan sneered, and his eyebrows were completely dissatisfied with his behavior. He pointed his finger and shot the sword he stabbed.

It was clearly just a finger as slender as a bamboo, but when it faced Mo Hongyu's mid-grade spiritual weapon, it was not at all inferior. With one finger, it bounced it to a skew, and completely lost one move.

Looking at Mo Hongyu who was in a mess, Xinglan sighed helplessly in his heart. It was really bad to play with him, but he could only crush him with one finger, but he had to act low-key.

Thinking of this in his heart, Xinglan glanced at Jiang Lingyue who was facing the enemy in anger. Could it be that he owed this girl in his previous life that he would pay it back in this life?

"How is it possible?" After barely holding back the sword force, Mo Hongyu looked at Xinglan in disbelief. How could he suppress himself with one finger?

This is definitely an illusion!

Mo Hongyu's eyes sank, his hands turned, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Xinglan's neck again.

He didn't believe it, absolutely did not believe that the man in front of him, who seemed younger than him could actually fight against his own sword with bare hands.

Of course...

Even if there was no more unwillingness, after the sword in his hand was bounced away by Xinglan's finger again, Mo Hongyu could realize in despair that he was really no match for the person in front of him.

Even if the person in front of him wants to kill him, he is very likely not to be the enemy of the other party's move.

Although, he didn't understand why Xinglan did not kill himself directly, but was playing with him as if he was fooling himself.

But it is precisely because of this that Mo Hongyu felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

"Ah... I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

He, Mo Hongyu, had he ever been so humiliated? His personal disciples of the elders of Shangqing Palace were actually teased by an unknown person.

"Killing people is not just about exaggerating words!" Xinglan smiled faintly, facing Mo Hongyu's crazy attack, he did not even have a hair strand.

Her red robe is like fire, her aura is noble, and her charming face is just like a manzhushahua, with a fatal attraction. Once she gets closer, the demise of a moth to the fire.

"If you have the ability, don't just defend." Mo Hongyu was agitated by Xinglan and immediately said without hesitation.

"Oh?" Xinglan was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded thoughtfully, "You are right, but it is really meaningless to defend so much. Since that's the case, then you, let me... lie down!"

The last three words were exited, and the star railing stretched out its long finger and gently pointed towards Mo Hongyu.

As the finger stretched out, the endless momentum was pressing towards Mo Hongyu like a sea of ​​storm.

"Pubo!" Under such aura, Mo Hongyu felt a weight on his body, and bent his knees and kneeled in front of Xinglan.

"No..." After discovering what he had done, Mo Hongyu went crazy and suddenly stood up with force, raising his sword toward Xinglan.

"Kneel down!" Xinglan pointed his finger again.

"Puzzle!" Mo Hongyu, who had finally stood up, bent his knees again and fell heavily to the ground.

"Come! Come on! Kill him for me! Kill him soon!" At this moment, if possible, Mo Hongyu would rather fight seriously and kill Xinglan.

This man dared to humiliate himself so much that he made him kneel in front of him twice in a row, even if he was the revenge of killing his father and mother.

He and Xinglan are irreconcilable!

Unfortunately, at this moment, the people Mo Hongyu brought were all fighting against Jiang Lingyue, and almost all had been injured and fell to the ground. The only one left was Jiang Yurong, who was useless Xuanshi, who didn't even have the qualification to fight against Jiang Lingyue, let alone the unfathomable Xinglan.

"Senior Brother Hongyu..." Looking at Mo Hongyu who was kneeling on the ground in a mess, Jiang Yurong wanted to step forward and help him up, but was afraid of Xinglan's power, so she could only tremble and curl up aside and murmur.

At the same time, Jiang Lingyue had already dealt with all her opponents, walked slowly to Xinglan's side, and looked at Jiang Yurong with a sarcastic look.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being Jiang Yurong. When he shows off his martial arts and power, he is arrogant and arrogant.

But once there is any danger, it is as timid as a mouse to hide farther than anyone else.

Yes, at critical moments, someone who can leave her grandfather and run away from her life can count on her to take responsibility.

"Jiang Yurong, it turns out that this is your reliance? Now they have all become our defeated generals. What else do you have to say?"
Chapter completed!