When Lingxiao Sect's sword came down, Di Yange naturally would not surrender.
After all, she had almost died before, so why did she have to be beaten by a few brats? With their level of late foundation building, it was too difficult for them to kill her.
And she has no habit of being abused.
So she raised her hand slightly, her eyes were extremely cold.
Everyone outside the light curtain was a little angry. Such a ruthless look was the real Di Yan Ge.
Those two guys are dead.
Just when Di Yange was about to teach these two brats a lesson and let them remember not to bully honest people, suddenly a green figure stood in front of her.
Xiao Jue?
Did this guy take the wrong medicine?
Would he actually help her?
Actually, they are not that friendly.
Di Yange stopped and looked at the two fighting parties.
Both sides are able to use their cultivation. One is at the peak of Foundation Establishment, fighting against two at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Logically, Xiao Jue should win.
Generally speaking, five people in the late stage of foundation building would have a chance of winning against one person in the peak stage of foundation building, but Lingxiao Sect was rich and powerful, and they had an endless supply of elixirs and magic tools, while Xiao Jue had nothing and only had a sword that was a little disobedient.
So for a moment, although the fight was thrilling, Xiao Jue was clearly at a disadvantage.
Di Yange also felt that they were fighting too hard. It was just a matter of one fireball. If one didn't work, then two would be used. They would definitely be blown to pieces.
But you know what, this fight is really good.
Especially Xiao Jue, it is obvious that he is not staying in Jianxin Sect for nothing. The sword skills he displays are much more interesting than those in martial arts movies.
While Di Yange was watching the show, the people who had been hiding far away suddenly exclaimed and rushed towards the pile of spiritual plants outside.
Look, except for the three people fighting, Zi Yue who was still lying down, and Di Yange who was standing and watching the show, all the other people who were still alive ran to pick those spiritual plants.
Xiao Jue and the two people from Lingxiao Sect became more and more anxious as the fight went on, because any of those spiritual plants, no matter which one, would be a valuable thing that people would fight for if they were outside.
But they could only watch others picking the fruits, and their eyes turned red with anxiety.
Xiao Jue was beating him while becoming furious: "Damn it, what are you standing there for? Go pick some spiritual plants."
Di Yange stood there with his arms folded, looking nonchalant, his words full of sarcasm.
"Be good and call me Big Brother. Big Brother will help you pick them."
Xiao Jue felt a little regretful. Why did he stand up for Di Yange just now? He should have let her be beaten to death.
But seeing how fast those people were pulling out the spiritual plants, he could only angrily say, "Big Brother, go pick the spiritual plants quickly."
"Okay, Junior Brother, I'll pick some for you right away."
Di Yange waved her hand, and the large area of spiritual plants that she had not yet picked, including the soil, were already in her space bag.
This space bag was made by her herself, and there is quite a lot of space inside.
Those who were picking spiritual plants had already gone crazy. When they saw a large area of spiritual plants suddenly disappear, they looked at Di Yange, the culprit, anxiously and greedily.
"Boy, hand over the spiritual plants and I'll spare your life. These spiritual plants belong to everyone, don't think you can monopolize them all."
"Boy, you are from the Jianxin Sect, right? If you know what's good for you, hand over the things. Otherwise, don't blame my master for going to the Jianxin Sect personally to ask for them. Then I will make those old guys in the Jianxin Sect pay with their lives."
"Oh, those old bastards from the Jianxin Sect, are you worthy enough to go against our Huanxin Sect? Boy, if you don't hand over the things, my master will definitely wipe out your entire Jianxin Sect, and you... I will definitely cut your entire family into pieces."
Although this group of people are still young, they are already very familiar with the rules of this world. The strong are respected. As the Jianxin Sect is at the bottom of the third-rate sects, it is natural that they have the final say.
As for Di Yange's method of picking spiritual plants, they didn't take it seriously at all.
In their opinion, Di Yange is just a little brat. Even if his cultivation is at the peak of the foundation building stage, so what?
Has she cultivated for as long as they have? Is she as experienced as they are? They probably could just scare her into handing over her things.
Di Yange frowned and looked at these rookies with displeasure.
He flipped his hand and released a fireball.
The moment they saw the fireball, everyone burst into laughter.
"Boy, is this all you can do? Are you thinking of using a small fireball to deal with us? Let me tell you, we are not in the Qi Refining Stage, so why would we be afraid of a small fireball from you?"
"Haha, that's hilarious! I'm right here, why don't you throw it quickly? If I even move a single bit of this lousy fireball, I lose."
"Ha ha……"
Soon, everyone stopped laughing.
Because they saw that the fireball suddenly became much larger, and it was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The problem is that they also felt the threat of death from the fireball.
This... is this thing still a fireball?
This is too big, too weird.
Especially the guy who just smiled and asked Di Yange to throw a fireball, his legs were shaking.
"Quick, attack her together. She's alone, and that fireball can only deal with one of us. As long as we work together, we can definitely defeat her."
However, despite this, no one wanted to go forward and die. Instead, they all took a step back, but unfortunately there was no way to retreat.
Until the fireball grew bigger and bigger, so big that just by standing there, you could feel the heat wave.
"Boy, I'm from the Peach Blossom Sect. If you dare to attack me, you'll be dead."
Di Yange's childish face was filled with an evil smile: "What I hate most is threats."
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