"Who dares to harm my disciple, Qing Yushan?"
Then, a woman dressed in white walked in.
Her expression was aloof and indifferent, her gaze looking down at her.
No one spoke up.
The woman in white turned her head.
"Lan Yi, who hurt you? Point it out yourself."
Then, the woman in pink was seen clutching her chest, her face pale, and she appeared to be seriously injured.
Liang Lanyi immediately spotted Su Yan sitting in the corner eating.
She pointed.
"Cousin, it's that demonic cultivator!"
The woman in white seemed somewhat displeased when Liang Lan called her "cousin".
Soon, Liang Lanyi realized her mistake.
He lowered his head and called out again.
"Peak Master Liang."
Qingyu Mountain is the largest sect of solitary cultivation in the cultivation world.
Below the sect leader Qingyushan, there are five peak masters.
And this Liang Peak Master, Liang Yunyue, is one of them.
To be able to become one of the peak masters of the largest secluded cultivation sect, one can imagine how powerful Liang Yunyue is.
Liang Yunyue's gaze turned to the farthest corner.
Actually, Liang Yunyue noticed it as soon as she entered the door.
Although the woman had her back to her, the murderous aura emanating from her and her powerful cultivation were undeniable.
Even if she were to face him, she would still have to be somewhat wary.
However, this is not the most important thing.
Most importantly, the man sitting next to the female demon cultivator looked somewhat familiar.
It feels like I've seen it somewhere before.
A fleeting image of an indifferent and aloof figure flashed through my mind.
Especially at first glance, the more I looked at him, the less he seemed like him.
After all, in her memory, that person had never shown such a gentle smile to anyone before.
That person is always indifferent and aloof. When you look at them, it's as if you're not a living person, as if you're no different from the flowers, plants, and trees.
Liang Yunyue had only met that person once, but the impression was still very deep.
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, Liang Yunyue walked towards Su Yan.
The voice was cold and clear.
"Did you injure my disciple, Qing Yushan?"
Su Yan was eating braised beef when she heard the sound and looked up.
He saw a woman in white standing beside him, accompanied by a group of people, including the man he had injured.
Su Yan glanced at Liang Lanyi, then nodded.
"It's me."
Liang Yunyue narrowed her eyes and looked at Su Yan.
After a long pause, a cold laugh
"As expected of a demonic cultivator, so arrogant."
Su Yan lowered her head and ate the half-piece of braised beef.
She was puzzled.
Is there anything else?
Liang Yunyue held her sword and raised it. The sword resonated slightly, probably having already generated a sword spirit.
"You injured my disciple; this matter cannot be left so easily."
Su Yan remained silent for a long time.
"so what?"
"I'll kill you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liang Yunyue drew her sword, which emitted a low, trembling sound.
Su Yan pulled Feng Yu, who was standing next to her, back away.
He pushed Feng Yu behind him until they reached a corner of the inn.
The fight broke out in the next instant.
Who would prevail: the tyrannical leader of the Demonic Cult or one of the five peak masters of Shangqing Yushan?
After several dozen rounds, the result was reached.
With a bang, Liang Yunyue was struck and forced to take several steps back.
Su Yan stood firmly in place.
"You can't beat me."
She spoke up.
Liang Yunyue's expression was aloof, and after a long while, she finally uttered a sentence.
"Demonic cultivators should be killed by everyone."
Su Yan looked at Liang Yunyue with a complicated expression.
If you can't beat her, why do you say things like that to provoke her?
Do you want to get beaten up, or do you want to die here?
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