"What do you want to do?" Thinking of what Junior Sister Leng said, he suddenly became alert and clenched his hands tightly.
"Hand over the technique...!" The man looked at the blue technique in his hand with greedy eyes. As expected, his purpose was to get the technique.
Kong Dewei attacked without saying a word. Bai Xichen immediately accepted the martial arts and started fighting with Kong Dewei. After the two fought for dozens of rounds, Bai Xichen looked at each other and inexplicably felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.
I saw a nematode coming out of the other person's eye!
Bai Xichen immediately rolled his eyes and looked back at Kong Dewei. He saw that his eyes were completely clear. Where was the bug? Perhaps he had seen it wrong before?
Leng Qingning was lucky. She glanced at the ball of light that flew towards her and casually grabbed it. She felt a chill in her palm as the blue ball of light was held in her hand. She was already extremely satisfied to have obtained a Heavenly Grade technique. With her strength, it was simply beyond her ability to obtain the orange ball of light.
So she didn't have any thoughts about the orange ball of light.
She had been waiting for the formation to automatically teleport her away, but the situation that happened to Luo Heng and his group before did not happen. She was still staying there intact. Leng Qingning's expression immediately cracked and she stood there in a daze.
how so?
This time she was in trouble, many people would definitely target her.
As expected, several cold gazes shot towards her. A group of people from the Goddess Sect surrounded her, and there were about six of them.
They let the red skills fly around their bodies.
Those cultivators who originally had average strength but took advantage of the situation to steal the skills laughed wildly and provoked others, waiting to be teleported away, but unfortunately there was no movement in the formation.
Those whose skills were taken away showed happy smiles on their faces and pressed on step by step, "Run, why don't you run? Weren't you quite good at stealing just now?"
The monks from the Hidden Sword Sect who had been aggressively provoking them retreated one after another, smiled apologetically at the Penglai Sect disciples, and handed the skills they had just snatched over to them, saying, "Everyone, this is all a misunderstanding. I was just joking with you. I'll give the skills back to you!"
Leng Qingning was also blocked by someone.
"What do you mean?" Leng Qingning glanced at the strength of several people. The strongest among them was the purple-clothed woman from the Goddess Sect who was in the early stage of Jindan and was scantily clad and had affectionate eyes.
The woman curled her red lips, her eyes filled with a deep smile as she said, "Little sister, I, Feiyue, have never failed to get what I want. If you want to suffer less, just hand over the Heavenly Grade Martial Arts."
Judging from her tone, she seemed to be saying something very ordinary.
Among the other five people from the Goddess Sect, three were in the early stage of foundation building, one was in the middle stage and one was in the late stage. Ye Qingzhu and the others were deliberately separated by others. Her chances of winning against six people alone were extremely slim.
It would be great if Yan Ci was still here. I wonder where this guy is now and why he hasn’t shown up for so long?
"Junior sister, you are a cultivator in the late foundation building stage. You have little chance of winning against our Senior Sister Feiyue. I advise you to just hand it over and don't force us to do it."
Yellow and red balls of light were constantly flying around the crowd. Only some disciples with low cultivation would snatch these yellow balls of light. The cultivators with higher cultivation were all snatching the blue balls of light. This was a heavenly-level skill!
"Fei Yue, is this how you, the Goddess Sect, bully the weak? I'm here, and you can't take away what belongs to them." After Ye Qingzhu accepted the red ball of light, he saw Leng Qingning being surrounded by a group of disciples from the Goddess Sect.
Feiyue covered her red lips with her slender red nails and smiled charmingly, her body shaking with laughter. "You disciples of Zixia Sect really won't cry until you see the coffin. It has come to this point, but you still can't figure out the situation." The woman on the spot suddenly disappeared, and a faint breath suddenly came from the back of Leng Qingning's neck.
Such a fast speed! Leng Qingning was immediately shocked. She performed ghost steps and her whereabouts were mysterious and unpredictable. Her speed was not inferior to Feiyue's at all. She dodged Feiyue's sneak attacks many times.
Ye Qingzhu was about to step forward to help when the other five women stood in front of her.
"Ye Qingzhu, since it's fate that we met, why don't we get to know each other better?"
"Get out of my way!"
"Oh my, you're so fierce! A female cultivator as cruel as you might be unattractive to men!"
"I am beautiful alone and don't care about those stinky men. Don't even think about hurting my junior sister!" Ye Qingzhu drew out the Cuinong Sword and fought with the five men.
Feiyue's beautiful eyes showed a look of surprise. It was interesting. She didn't expect that a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of foundation building would have such good body skills. This female disciple of Zixia Sect must have mastered advanced skills. She wanted this heavenly skill and this woman's body skills as well!
Leng Qingning swung out the silk thread drawer with her backhand, and dozens of silvery white silks spread out like flowers scattered by a fairy, emitting golden light, accompanied by flying needles condensed from golden spiritual power, which flew out like a rain of pear blossom needles.
Feiyue's face changed drastically, and her bare jade feet jumped into the air, flying up and down like a dancing butterfly to avoid the golden needles, constantly swinging the red silk in her hand to block dozens of thin threads.
"Thank you, Sister Feiyue, for your appreciation. Of course, I will keep this good thing for myself. I won't give it up," Leng Qingning directly stuffed the blue ball of light into the storage bag.
Xu Zhen looked at the crowded crowd not far away and suddenly exclaimed in shock, "Oh no! Senior Brother Bai, Senior Sister Ye, and Senior Sister Leng are being surrounded by a group of people from the Goddess Sect!"
He pushed through the crowd with great effort, wanting to go over and help, but the hall was already in chaos. These people were crazy trying to snatch the skills, and some even attacked him without any reason.
"Get out of my way!" Seeing that Ye Qingzhu was surrounded by five people from the Goddess Sect and couldn't get away, Bai Xichen pushed through the crowd and rushed over. Suddenly, a figure came over from a distance and hit him.
Bai Xichen was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he had a provocative smile on his face when he hit the man.
"I didn't expect that you, a little girl in the late foundation building stage, could be on par with me. It was I who underestimated you. Since I can't get this skill, you can forget about getting it!" Feiyue suddenly showed a sinister smile on her face. Leng Qingning immediately became alert and felt something was wrong.
Then she shouted, "This person has a heavenly-level technique, come and grab it!"
Dozens of figures suddenly gathered around like cats seeing fish, with gleaming eyes. They looked like a group of family disciples.
One of them was a handsome man in blue, waving his folding fan. With a calculating look in his fox eyes, he said, "Little girl, you are just a foundation-building cultivator. You can't beat us. I advise you..."
Damn it, this Feiyue has no moral principles!
Leng Qingning immediately turned into a shadow and slipped away silently using the ghost step. She was not stupid. Only a fool would fight with so many people.
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