On the other side, in the secret realm, Leng Yan made Lu Qingan angry, and Lu Qingan finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He said to the others: "Kill her." The others answered yes and immediately surrounded her.
On the other side, the sect disciples hiding in the formation also felt the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, and some of them wanted to leave the formation to check.
However, he was startled by Jun Wu who suddenly grew bigger and blocked his way. The disciple looked at Jun Wu, not quite understanding what he meant and feeling a little scared. He carefully wanted to go around Jun Wu and go out to take a look, but Jun Wu stopped him just as he took a step to the side.
He tried to reason with Jun Wu, but Jun Wu remained unmoved even after he had talked so much that his mouth was almost dry. He even leaned his head to the side and closed his eyes.
Seeing this, the disciple became anxious for a moment and his voice was a little loud, which startled the other disciples. They stopped meditating and stood up to ask what was wrong. The disciple just then reacted and apologized immediately, then explained the situation.
When the other disciples heard this, they also tried to go out, but were stopped by Jun Wu. Seeing this, the disciples were a little confused.
At this time, Zhi Rong said: "Jun Wuying received the order from Master and that's why he didn't let us go out. Master must have her reasons for doing this."
Everyone felt relieved when these words were spoken. At this moment, a scale on Jun Wu's head suddenly lit up, and Leng Yan's voice rang out from it, "Go and destroy the formation. Can you do it?" The disciples immediately responded with a full and energetic "Yes."
Then the scales lost their luster, and the disciples looked at each other, and then a burning desire to fight appeared in their eyes. Then they divided into several teams and quietly went to different places.
On this side, Leng Yan looked at the people who surrounded him, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and the Hanyue Sword appeared in his hand, and then he met the attacks of the crowd.
Leng Yan still seemed at ease under the siege of a group of people. Just when she avoided the attack of one person, another attack came from behind. She dodged sideways, but the black robe on her body was grabbed by the man and torn off.
Leng Yan looked over and found that it was Lu Qingan who had been watching the show on the side. She stabbed a sword and killed an evil demon, then looked at Lu Qingan with cold eyes.
The rest of the people in the air suddenly disappeared, leaving only Leng Yan and Lu Qing'an. Seeing that the others had disappeared, Lu Qing'an asked, "Where did you take them?"
Leng Yan didn't answer with a cold face, but raised his sword and stabbed. Lu Qing'an dodged, then a black magic blade appeared in his hand and fought with Leng Yan.
For a while, the sound of swords clashing continued to ring out. Just when Leng Yan's sword was about to stab Lu Qing'an's heart, she slightly deviated the sword tip a few inches, piercing Lu Qing'an's chest but not his heart.
Lu Qingan suddenly retreated a long distance away from Leng Yan. Leng Yan ignored his unfriendly look and continued to stab with the sword.
Outside the secret realm, Han Qing looked at Leng Yan's exposed slender waist, which was moving with her movements. As he looked at it, the thought suddenly popped into his mind that Leng Yan's waist must be very soft. As he looked at that slender waist swaying in front of him, he felt a stuffy heat behind his ears.
In addition, Leng Yan's skin is as white as a porcelain doll, and she is wearing a red dress. The extreme collision of the two colors makes people unable to help but imagine.
In the secret realm, Lu Qing'an continued to fight with Leng Yan, but this time he tried his best to avoid getting too close to Leng Yan. The wound on his chest was bleeding profusely, and every movement was pulling at the wound, making it worse.
Suddenly, Lu Qing'an stopped moving. Leng Yan took this opportunity to pierce his left shoulder with a sword. Lu Qing'an felt the pain, and his thoughts instantly returned. He looked at Leng Yan and gritted his teeth, "You are really calculating. You dragged me down and let others break the formation."
Leng Yan then spoke: "There's nothing I can do. I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't plot against you a few times. After all, you made me uncomfortable before."
Lu Qingan sneered when he heard this. Looking at Leng Yan, who was still expressionless despite some scars on her body, he smiled and said, "But it's useless even if you deliberately hold me back."
As he spoke, Yan swung the magic blade in his hand towards Leng Yan. Leng Yan was about to resist but saw him turn around and his blood dripping down.
Just as he was looking at Leng Yan proudly, he felt the temperature around him drop suddenly. Then he looked down and saw that the city below was completely wrapped in ice. Even tiny ice crystals could be seen in the air, and his few drops of blood had already been frozen and stopped in the air.
He turned around and looked at Leng Yan with bloodshot eyes. He had activated the sacrificial formation because he couldn't beat Leng Yan, but Leng Yan used this move on him directly, and his defense was broken. Why do those who claim to be righteous monks always like to hide things?
He hides it this way, hides it that way, everything is hidden, and now he even has to hide his true strength. What should he do?
At this moment, a small ice lotus condensed at Leng Yan's fingertips. Then she blew gently and the ice lotus floated out and fell downwards. In just a moment, countless ice lotuses began to appear in the air and fall down.
Then light blue snowflakes appeared around Leng Yan's Hanyue Sword. Leng Yan made a sword flower and as the slight sword energy passed through the air, some fine snowflakes also appeared.
Leng Yan retracted his sword and said lazily, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Leng Yan, the most talented person in the world of cultivation. I'm at the early stage of my cultivation and have reached the stage of transcending tribulation. It's your misfortune to meet me in this small secret realm. If you evil demons want to leave, you must first ask my permission."
Then she began to form seals with her hands, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky, mixed with her spiritual power.
Seeing this, Lu Qingan exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you suppressed to the Void Refinement Realm now? How come you still have so much spiritual power?" Leng Ya's tone was as calm as if he was discussing what to eat tonight: "I was no longer suppressed a few days ago."
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