As soon as the words fell, a red figure flashed, and the girl in red suddenly grabbed Ji Yan's neck with one hand and lifted Ji Yan up.

"Cough cough..." Ji Yan's breath was choked. When she wanted to resist, her neck was pinched even harder.

The onlookers were shocked.

What a fast speed!

What's more, she actually dared to attack the Wuque Sect directly!

"Yan Yan!"

Elder Wang was startled and was about to raise his palm to attack Yun Zheng, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed downwards, and the bones made a "crack" sound.

"Ah...no, no, no." He grimaced in pain.

He looked up and met Elder Liang's smiling face, but there was a cold glint in his eyes.

"Don't bother our little ancestor, Wang Dafu."

The disciples of Wuque Sect were horrified when they saw this. They wanted to go forward to help, but were blocked by a young man in black clothes and five young disciples in white clothes.

Mo Jing said coldly: "Your opponent is us!"

After saying that, Xie Mingchen and others drew their weapons.

The people around were shocked when they saw this scene.

What kind of reversal is this?!

Suddenly, the girl in red let go of her hand, and Ji Yan fell down weakly.

At this moment, she raised her hand, grabbed Ji Yan's right hand at her side, and then broke it hard.

"Ah——" A shrill scream sounded, lingering around.

Everyone around swallowed.

Yun Zheng lowered her eyes and coldly looked at her painful expression. She slowly opened her red lips and said, "How dare you hurt my descendants under my nose? I don't care if you are a king or a fairy!"

After these words were spoken, everyone looked at the girl in red in surprise.

She calls herself the ancestor...

That is to say, she is the 'weak little ancestor' who is rumored to have come from Eastern Europe!

She actually came to Huansang City!

The severe pain of her broken right hand and the feeling of suffocation when being pinched made Ji Yan almost burst into anger.

She raised her eyes and glared at Yun Zheng with her eyes wide open.

"How dare you?! I am the true disciple of Patriarch Xiu Yi!"

"Pah—"

The crisp sound of slapping suddenly rang out.

The crowd watching was shocked again. This weak little ancestor was so fierce that he started fighting directly.

Ji Yan fell to the ground after being slapped in the face. Her head was buzzing for a few times. When she came to her senses, the burning sensation on her face made her even more furious.

"Yan Yan!" Elder Wang shouted in horror and wanted to rush over to protect her, but his neck was held against a dagger by that damn Elder Liang.

If he moved, the spiritual dagger would cut his aorta.

"You are so shameless!" Elder Wang glared at Elder Liang with hatred. He was ambushed by Elder Liang when he was distracted for a moment.

"This is a case of giving someone a taste of their own medicine!" Elder Liang sneered.

Just now, Ji Yan attacked Baili Yuchen, why didn't he call Ji Yan 'shameless'?!

Yun Zheng raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "This slap is a reward for your barking just now."

Everyone: “…” What a good reason.

When Ji Yan heard this, the resentment in her eyes almost burst out.

She secretly gathered spiritual power in her left hand. Suddenly, she turned her head and slapped Yun Zheng hard with her left hand.

'boom--'

Yun Zheng remained calm and raised her palm to fight against her. The power surged, causing a strong wind to rise.

The next moment, under the shocked gaze of everyone, Yun Zheng's palm directly passed through Ji Yan's palm power shield and grabbed her hand.

A huge discount!

Another shrill scream was heard.

Then, the girl in red suddenly raised her foot and kicked her in the lower abdomen.

Ji Yan's body quickly crashed towards the city wall like a kite with a broken string.

'Bang--'

A loud bang sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Ji Yan completely fainted.

The pupils of the Wuque Sect's disciples suddenly shrank. They immediately ran towards Ji Yan and helped the unconscious Ji Yan up.

"What happened?!"

"Why is there another fight in the city? I think Huansang City needs to establish some rules."

"This time it seems to be a friction between two small, low-ranking sects."

When it comes to the Eighteen-Rate Sects, many people instantly lose interest in learning about them. Why should they waste their time learning about just the Eighteen-Rate Sects?

Elder Wang was shocked and frightened when he saw this.

Elder Liang said proudly, "See? This is our Five Elements Spiritual Sect's young ancestor. She can even defeat Ling Moran, the beast-taming genius of the Seven Killings Sect, a tenth-rate sect. With you, a bunch of useless people who relied on resources to get to where you are, you can't even lift a finger against our young ancestor!"

Elder Wang was so angry that his belly was heaving noticeably. "Liang Guanren, you've become even better at talking nonsense!"

"You don't believe it? The one our little ancestor defeated was Ling Moran!" Seeing that he didn't believe it, Elder Liang couldn't help but raise his voice.

Suddenly, the air around seemed to freeze.

After a few seconds, an angry voice rang out: "Senior Brother Ling, this person is making up stories about you!"

Senior Brother Ling?!

Elder Liang looked over in astonishment, and saw a handsome man in green clothes staring at him with a gloomy face in the crowd.

Elder Liang's hands trembled with fear.

"Ah!" Elder Wang screamed in pain. His neck was scratched by Elder Liang's shaking hand.

Elder Liang immediately withdrew his hand and quickly hid behind the girl in red.

He was afraid that Ling Moran would get angry and summon a super beast to tear him apart.

Seeing this, the pink-dressed girl who had just spoken thought even more that he was talking nonsense. Her face darkened and she summoned a long whip in her hand.

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