They looked at each other, weighed the strength of Qingyue Sect, and gave up their idea of causing trouble.
If you argue with the righteous sects and cause some trouble, they won't do anything to you; at most, you'll get a beating.
But you've caused trouble with the evil cult...
Look at Shen Rongrong, who's holding a sharp sword and exuding murderous intent, before you speak.
Shen Rongrong's beautiful eyes were filled with anger. There were about fifty or sixty cultivators, and she stared at them one by one.
Of course, she wasn't being provocative.
She was just trying to figure out which one was the scumbag who had deceived her feelings, and after her master finished speaking, Shen Rongrong still hadn't found him.
But then, a cold, mocking laugh rang out.
"Hmph, what a joke! The ruthless demonic sect, which kills without blinking an eye, has suddenly become an honored guest of the Dragon Saint Kingdom? We might as well not participate in this secret realm!"
"Wow……"
Upon hearing this, everyone felt their hair stand on end, and they immediately scattered, revealing the woman who had spoken.
She was afraid that Leng Feiran would splatter her blood all over her body if she made a move.
Then they saw this brave woman, carrying an ancient sword on her back. She stood tall and graceful, looking down at Leng Feiran who was floating in the air with disdain.
Beside her was a masked boy with his head down, looking utterly speechless.
Yue Qingling now felt that Lin Qingyu had something wrong with her head.
He began to wonder why he had ever fallen for such a naive young man.
I said, "Qingyu, why don't you just focus on participating in the secret realm?"
Why bother fighting Leng Feiran to the death?
Isn't this like throwing an egg against a rock?
Moreover, he's now caught between two difficult situations: running away and not running away.
Sigh, when I first came here, I met Lin Qingyu as Lingyue's junior brother, and we planned to cooperate after entering the secret realm.
Because Su Muxue from Yunlin Mountain didn't want to come, there were only the two of them representing the major sects in Dongzhou. Since there were fewer people, they naturally stood together.
But now, Yue Qingling truly regrets coming back.
"Qingling, don't be afraid. If things get too bad, we can just open the Spirit Platform and run away." Huang Xinning's words came to his ears.
Upon hearing this, Yue Qingling immediately calmed down.
Yes, as long as you leave before Leng Feiran chants the spell, she can't do anything to you.
But if he did that, he would have to run away and go into hiding again.
Alas, despite all our calculations, we never expected the Demonic Sect to develop so quickly and even cooperate with the Dragon Holy Kingdom.
It seems that Huang Lixing's words make sense.
This evil cult is truly like a wildfire that cannot be extinguished, springing up again with the spring breeze.
"How dare you!"
Shen Rongrong's delicate eyebrows shot up as she charged straight at them, sword in hand.
Not to be outdone, Lin Qingyu drew the ancient longsword from her back.
The two women touched, and their two swords came together.
"Oh, who do we have here? It's Lin Qingyu, the Holy Maiden of Yao Palace! Weren't you indulging in your love life in Yao Palace, searching for husbands all over the world? What brings you to the secret realm?"
Only then did Shen Rongrong see the other person clearly; it turned out to be her mortal enemy!
She couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyu became instantly enraged, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
She parted her longsword and launched a sharp attack, all the while cursing loudly.
"Shen Rongrong! Shut your filthy mouth! You dare to fight me for three hundred rounds!"
"Ding ding!"
As they spoke, the two were already engaged in combat.
People around them moved even further away.
Yue Qingling also took this opportunity to escape into the crowd. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "You can't see me, you can't see me."
Leng Feiran, who was in the air, glanced at him, and then her red lips curled up slightly.
But just when Yue Qingling thought she had been exposed, Leng Feiran's gaze returned to the two women who were fighting.
She calmly waved her hand, and a barrier appeared out of thin air, separating the two of them.
Lin Qingyu's sword was exceptionally sharp, but despite using all her strength, she couldn't break through Leng Feiran's thin barrier, and instead exhausted herself.
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