Empress Fairy, Please Respect Yourself, Big Villain Only Wants Salty Fish

Chapter 141 Fang Rusheng Trespassed On The Sword Pavilion

Really stupid woman.

It will explode at one point, huh.

In the void, Nangong Lengyue sneered.

Qin Yixian's eyes changed slightly, and he frowned.

"Someone broke into the Jiange again!"

"Just now I was thinking, is there any idiot looking for death, and sure enough, there will never be a shortage of smart fools in the world!"

Qin Yixian's expression gradually became gloomy, like dark clouds gathered, and it was frighteningly cold.

call out!

A figure like a fairy in white clothes swept out from the Immortal Cave.

Holding a three-foot sword.

The beautiful face is as cold as ice, and the beautiful eyes are shining red, sharp and cold.

Ye Qingwu soared into the air, scanning the surroundings, her Sword intent vibrating, looking for Nangong Lengyue.

It turned out that Nangong Lengyue hid herself the moment Ye Qingwu rushed out.

No matter how angry Ye Qingwu was, she could only stare blankly, stomped her snow-white jade feet, and said through gritted teeth:

"Damn woman! Get the hell out of here! You told me that you had a serious business to help Yixian, but in the end you let him try to break your rotten body? Shit!"

Ye Qingwu's voice was pleasant to the ear, but her tone was like that of aunts arguing in the vegetable market, with a constant fragrance.

"Did I f*** think my sword is bad? Say you..."

Nangong Lengyue hid in the darkness, with her arms folded in front of her chest, as if watching a clown, she looked at Ye Qingwu playfully.

This fool has no brute force and is pitifully useless.

Nangong Lengyue shook his head.

Strictly speaking according to Cultivation Base Realm, Nangong Lengyue is not as good as Supreme Ye Qingwu.

However, Nangong has a lot of luck in the cold moon, a lot of Magic Treasures, mysterious Cultivation Technique, and strange Supernatural Power.

As long as she is not stubborn, even if Ye Qingwu wants to cut her, there is nothing he can do.

clatter——

Qin Yixian raised his head and glanced at the menacing Hanhan, he didn't care about the second daughter, Nangong knew how to measure.

With surging Magic power, he burst out through the air.

He galloped towards the mountains outside Jiange.

"Ye Little Sister, your little lover is gone, why don't you go after him?"

Nangong Lengyue noticed Qin Yixian leaving the top of the mountain, and said playfully.

It was she who made Qin Yixian sense that someone had trespassed on the sword pavilion just now.

Otherwise, take Qin Yixian's current Cultivation Base and serious injury status.

It is impossible to detect that there are uninvited practitioners outside Jiange.

"Today, I will not give up if I don't chop your hundred swords!"

Ye Qingwu stared fiercely and said.

She is so angry at the moment.

The body was broken by Nangong Lengyue's sentence.

Him!

Cultivation Base too high really annoying!

If I had known that I would not practice so fast, do it!

Ye Qingwu now regrets breaking through to the uttermost.

Because even Qin Yixian, the natural peak of Wanfa, might find a way to break through.

But the supreme state is annoying to death.

According to Qin Yixian:

One into the ultimate tempered film!

Even if Ye Qingwu suppresses the Cultivation Base, it's useless.

Only self-cut!

But Qin Yixian didn't allow her to kill herself, after all, it would be very harmful and stupid.

"Why is Little Sister so angry? Sigh——I'm quite envious of your incomparable physical body."

Nangong Lengyue Yin & Yang said strangely, with a strong sense of ridicule.

"Besides, you can't bring him happiness, so why not if I help you?"

"Shut up! You shameless slut!"

Ye Qingwu's sword was mighty all over her body, the void twisted, and the Spiritual Qi crackled and exploded.

Chi Chi Chi!

Sword Qi swept out, like a rolling sea wave and a volcano erupting.

The monstrous Sword intent is like that brilliant heavenly power, sweeping the surrounding world.

Ye Qingwu was going to use indiscriminate attacks, hacking and killing.

"I have sealed this world with a sword barrier, you can't escape, prodigal girl!"

There is an invisible barrier flickering around Ye Qingwu's Fang Yuan Baizhang.

Nangong Lengyue was trapped in it.

Can't escape.

Even using the ancient legendary teleportation talisman, it is difficult to break through the boundary and leave smoothly.

Like Murong Tian before, he will be cut at least once.

"Okay Little Sister, what did I say earlier? You, being so brainless, will only kill him!"

Nangong Lengyue didn't panic at all, and sighed.

A tone of hating iron but not steel.

"Do you think that everything in the world can be solved with a single sword? How does the strength of your waste compare with the sword ancestor senior?"

"Acting stupidly, being impulsive and idiotic, will only hinder his future career."

"You! What's the use of these feet other than looking good and playing with them for a few more days?"

"But even if we only talk about the interesting things in the room, you are not as good as Du Qingxue's vase. At least she plays, plays, sings, and sings poetry and songs. She is mastery. There are so many tricks, how about you? Ha ha."

"The flesh is like a dead wood. At best, people will eat a vegetarian diet and walk on the dry road or on the road. Although it is a bit unique, it is meaningless and has no real fun."

"I can only draw my sword to cut me, my family, my people, tsk tsk, it's really amazing."

"Housework can't make him happy, and it doesn't help him in other things, let alone help it realize the Taoism. Hurry up and go back to wash and sleep, useless girl."

Ye Qingwu cursed:

"Stinky woman shut up! **** you fart! You're a liar! I won't listen to your nonsense!"

Nangong Lengyue laughed and said:

"Okay! As long as you say one thing that can be useful to him, I will voluntarily show up and let you chop it off, how about it?"

Ye Qingwu thought for a while, hesitated and said:

"I can protect him!"

"Cut! He is not a man who knows how to eat soft food. The low Cultivation Base is only temporary. How long can you protect him? Besides, he doesn't need your protection at all now!"

Ye Qingwu's Sword intent dissipated a bit, and said again:

"I can help him cut people!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Nangong Lengyue couldn't help laughing.

"Whom he wants to kill, you don't need to do it at all, and you can't even kill the existence that he can't kill?"

Ye Qingwu was taken aback.

Qin Yixian wanted to chop Heavenly Dao before.

She really can't seem to do it!

Think so.

Ye Qingwu suddenly felt like a waste.

It's just useless.

Yeah, the fool got hooked...

Nangong Lengyue was overjoyed.

"I was about to discuss Dao Yan with him just now, but you interrupted my conversation with him because of a joke I made."

"Heh, not only did you not help, but you also like to play tricks!"

"Daoyan is a matter of his life and death, you are murdering!"

Nangong Lengyue's tone became more and more severe!

"Also! The best way to build trust between men and women is to share the same room!"

"There are so many excellent women in the world who can help him, but now, he is tied to you, a piece of trash, how can he gain the advantage?"

She is implying: Qin Yixian must sleep with more women for profit in the future!

"With you in the way, how can he realize his promise to save his life?"

"You wouldn't be so naive as to think that he alone, with a trash like you and that little rabbit, can get rid of the nonsense of respecting the equality of all beings?"

The Nangong Lengyue is decreasing layer by layer, the language offensive is fierce, and the nonsense is made up to seem logical.

Righteous words, justified and well-founded.

Ye Qingwu was taken aback for a while.

"If you don't believe me, you can follow me to the outside of the Jiange to take a look. Someone is trespassing right now, and see if he, who is low on the Cultivation Base and seriously injured, needs you!"

Nangong Lengyue secretly said that it was not easy.

In order to help that idiot Ji Mengyao, how much drool do I have to waste in front of another idiot, alas——

 …

here.

A figure covered in blood was galloping for his life in the Jiange Mountain Range.

This person's hair is disheveled, his luxurious clothes are already in tatters, his body is full of blood and talent, and his broken images are floating and sinking.

"Fang Wentong! You can't escape, kneel obediently and surrender your Wen Xin, only then can your life be spared, otherwise you will have a terrible death!"

"When you fall to the Holy Throne, you should know your end."

"You used to be arrogant and domineering, you did a lot of evil, you oppressed the good, and you were full of resentment. You didn't deserve to have the cultural heart of the Holy Land!"

"Unholy Saint, be punished!"

Not far away, a group of cultivators flying through the clouds and fog chased after them.

Many people scolded loudly.

Headed by a Martial Dao Saint of Wanfa natural environment, and a Taoist cultivator of Yutianru Shenwen.

The two of them stared at each other with coercion and majesty, their whole bodies trembled, and their breaths soared to the sky.

Fang Wentong in their mouth.

It is impressive that he was once the ruler of Jixia Academy.

One of the two saints of literature and Taoism in the world.

Da Qi Fang Confucian saint!