Jiyue seemed to be smiling but she was filled with a sense of coldness, "Why are you not polite?"

While speaking, Banqiu waved his sword, and his momentum was like a rainbow. Chen Yifan was startled and quickly drew his sword to fight. His mouth was not clean, "It's really true, let me deal with you bitches..."

The tip of the sword pierced Chen Yifan's chest. He hurriedly dodged and stabbed his shoulder, and blood suddenly poured into the rain.

Everyone was stunned, even Banqiu looked incredible.

"Miss, why is he so useless? Didn't he say that the Qingcheng Sect is one of the top ten sects?"

It was successful with one move, which was so simple that it was unbelievable. The opponent's strength was too weak and not fun.

Chen Yifan's head was blank. He couldn't believe that he was actually injured by a little girl?

You must be too underestimating the enemy!

Damn it, let them taste his methods.

Jiyue Liangliang complained, "It's not worthy of its name, and there are also some. Just fight slowly and use the three success powers."

"Yes." Banqiu smiled relaxed and did not take the other person seriously.

Everyone looked at each other, and the situation was like a god? He was fighting slowly? He deliberately humiliated people?

Chen Yifan was furious and rushed over like crazy, "It's too much to bully people, see what you want."

He no longer held back, used his ability to use all his strength, but he was now shrouded under the sword light, making him breathless.

His seemingly ordinary swordsmanship kept him at a disadvantage.

He gritted his teeth and used his killer Qingcheng sword technique, which was slightly relieved and the pressure was not that great.

However, one move after another did not hurt a finger.

Mu Jiyue's eyes didn't turn to the sun. This is Qingcheng sword technique? Not bad, but unfortunately, the people who learned it were too bad and did not learn the essence of 20%.

As time passed by little by little, Chen Yifan used all his sword skills, but he still did not hurt his opponent, but instead made himself exhausted and panting.

He fought for a long time but didn't gain the upper hand. He was angry and anxious, so he simply sold a flaw and wanted to trick the other party.

As a result, the other party followed the situation and cracked it, and even scratched his face.

Chen Yifan was furious, his cheeks tingled, and he couldn't help but touch it, and he could not help but touch the blood in his hand.

He was so lucky again, and what was hurt was the handsome face he thought Hao was?

He felt panicked, why is a yellow-haired girl so powerful?

"Don't do anything randomly. Now stop, I will not be bothering you."

It's time to be like this, and I'm still pretending to be stunned and not afraid of being struck by lightning.

Jiyue looked at him with a smile, admiring his embarrassment.

Chen Yifan became more and more tired and could not resist. He became a bloody man in a short while, and his face turned pale, "Stop it."

Banqiu teased him like a cat and a mouse, not killing him, but not letting him have a good time. He was slashed with swords and swords, and Chen Yifan was covered in blood.

"Hurry out your skills to show off your family, otherwise you will die in vain if you die."

He was so arrogant that Chen Yifan was so angry that he was shocked and scared, "Don't kill me, I am the future leader of the Qingcheng Sect."

"You are so pussy, and you still want to take over the Qingcheng Sect? Why don't I go to the head of the sect?" Ban Qiu excoried his mockery.

Chen Yifan gradually lost his support, and his eyes were dark and he fell heavily to the ground. "Help, save me."

He screamed desperately, his body covered in dust, gray and bloody, and was in a mess.

Two figures flew over, one on the left and the other on the right, and stabbed Ban Qiu, "Stop."

The sudden attack was a thunder attack, which clearly wanted to kill Bai Qiu.

Banqiu quickly turned around and resisted, but it was too late. Seeing that he was about to be injured under the sword, Bandong and Banchun met up and waved their swords in unison.

The four of them fought in the air, with swords and shadows dazzled.

After a few moves, everyone stopped and retreated.

When Chen Yifan saw the savior coming, he was overjoyed and shouted in grievance, "Father, mother, they bully me."

When Chen Anping and his wife in Qingcheng sent their injured son, they felt very distressed. "I'm so brave that I actually hurt my son. It seems that I don't want to live anymore."

They always loved this only son as a treasure. Seeing that his son suffered a great loss, they were angry and furious.

Mrs. Chen was anxious to heal her son and kept comforting him.

Chen Yifan had a backer, so he naturally had the confidence and pointed at Mu Jiyue fiercely, "Mother, it's her, she is the master of these people, please help me take revenge."

Mu Jiyue took a piece of snack and chewed it slowly. When she heard this, she raised her head and smiled slightly, calm and quiet, as quiet as the bright moon, and unparalleled.

Mrs. Chen was stunned for a moment. Her appearance and temperament were not like people in the world. She said she was the daughter of a prince, and everyone believed it.

She frowned slightly, a little uneasy. "I will not kill the nameless person after I sign up."

Chen Yifan couldn't help but be anxious, "Don't kill that girl, she looks good, just be my concubine."

It's so pretty, it's a pity to kill with one knife.

Mu Jiyue raised her eyebrows and wrote a note on Xiao Hei's book. Several maids shook their heads pity, "Idiot."

Chen Anping slapped him on the head, "Boy, do you have few women?"

He wanders around the crowd of women all day long, but he is not satisfied with martial arts and refuses to spend too much effort.

Chen Yifan's whole body was in pain. Although it was not a fatal injury, losing to a maid was a great humiliation in his life.

"I am not going to torture her and not to make her die, my surname is not Chen."

Chen Anping looked at Mu Jiyue who was not ashamed to the wind, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "Okay, let me take her down and vent your anger."

Without saying hello, he waved his sword and went up. As the head of a sect, he was too unsatisfactory.

Just as several maids were about to rush over, Jiyue shook her head slightly, pulled out a long sword, and pulled out a beautiful sword flower.

"Chen Anping? Jiang Ru? Are you sure you want to fight me?"

"If you hurt my son, you will die a hundred times..." Chen Anping stabbed him with a move, but he was stunned for a moment, "Ah, Qingcheng Sword Technique? Why did you know Qingcheng Sword Technique? Honestly, where did you learn it secretly?"

Jiyue had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "If you want to hit, just hit me, why are you talking about it?"

Just like the siblings of the same school, the moves are exactly the same.

No, Mu Jiyue's moves are more exquisite and superior, and more authoritative than Chen Anping, the head of Qingcheng.

The sword move was like the wind, urging internal force, and after three moves, Chen Anping was defeated.

Chen Anping held the hilt tightly with his expression gloomy. He didn't remember that there were expelled disciples in this sect, but it was an indisputable fact that her sword skills were better than him.

"Strange learning of other people's martial arts is a taboo in the martial arts world..."

No, no matter who she is, she cannot be allowed to live, otherwise it will be a fatal threat to his position as head.
Chapter completed!