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Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue stood in place, their eyes filled with ice. It looks like these so-called elders of the Four Major Sects were treating them like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Everyone wanted to cut them down, but how could they be so easily bullied?

Sensing the aura that was slowly approaching, the mocking intent in Hong Ling's eyes became denser. He knew that in the period of time that Canfeng was rushing over, he and Lian Chengyue had to stall for time. With his blood servant's current strength, once he arrived, he and Lian Chengyue would not be so sullen.

"Elder Li, you asked the two of them to hand over the magical tools in their hands to you. I wonder what you want to do with them?"

Patriarch Seven of the Flowing Mist Pavilion had a disdainful look on his face. This old woman wanted to set up a chastity memorial arch shop and let her do all the good things. Then she could play the bad guy. How could there be such a good thing in the world?

"How should I deal with them? Of course I'll find a suitable master for them. These two kids are just ordinary rogue cultivators. When they enter the secret realm, not even their own elders will come to protect them. In their hands, only pearls can be covered."

"If you give it to my talented disciple, then it would be enough to make these two magic tools shine. Presumably, even the elders of these two little fellows would be very pleased!"

The wrinkles on the old woman's face wiggled, and under her smile, she revealed her few remaining yellow teeth.

"Looks like Elder Li has really calculated things well. Just now, I took action to teach these two brats, who do not know their limits, a lesson and it was all for their own good. Since they do not listen to my advice and insist on making me their enemy, now, they can be considered my captives."

"What they have on them is naturally something from my Flowing Mist Pavilion. So Elder Li, I advise you not to have any ideas about them." Otherwise, if you anger our Flowing Mist Pavilion and destroy our alliance with your Sen Luo Sect, then we won't be able to see it anymore! "

In terms of strength, this old woman from the Concourse of the Underworld was more powerful than him. However, the principle of first come first serve was something no one could defy.

"You two, you should be discussing the ownership of those two brats' life tools right now. It seems you haven't counted us, the Broken Cloud Sect, and the Elegance Garden in yet!"

The figure of the middle-aged man standing on the boat flashed, and appeared beside Hong Ling. His entire body of Authentic Qi burst forth, enveloping both Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue.

"That's right. Our Feng Hua Fang is an ally of the four sects after all. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you two to just leave us behind?" The beautiful middle-aged woman lazily said as she got up from the large bed.

Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness. They had originally thought that the elders of the Four Major Sects would investigate the cause of death of those disciples who had died within the borders of the Ancient Desolate Sky Graveyard.

These two hadn't anticipated this, and only now did they realize that the value of a magical tool was many times higher than the so-called disciples of the Four Major Sects.

However, did the elders of the Four Major Sects really think that they could win against Yun Che? Hong Ling sneered, as he sensed the faintly discernible presence in the sky.

"Ah Yue, put away the Fallen Spirit. Don't bother with them!" Hong Ling said as he kept the Sorrow Spirit.

The girl nodded. With a thought, she turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

The four elders narrowed their eyes, full of malevolence.

"Who allowed you to take away those two lifeblood weapons? Who gave you the guts to rebel against my four great sects?"

The discontent on the face of the middle-aged man who stood in front of Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue, was obvious. He did not expect that after personally appearing before the two little fellows, they would actually dare to put away the two long swords.

"Brat, I will give you a chance. Hand over that little girl and your life tool and cut off the connection between you two. I will not pursue your rudeness and impudence. Otherwise, hmph hmph!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and a huge handprint ruthlessly landed on a small hill.

Rumble, smoke and dust filled the air and the originally hundred metres tall small mountain was actually smashed apart by his palm. He proudly clapped his hands, and stared at Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue with sinister eyes.

"How is it? Are you guys going to hand over the magic tool of your own accord, or do I need to retrieve it myself?" He casually clenched his fists, letting out cracking sounds. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see the threatening look in his eyes.

The other three Great Clan Elders had also surrounded them, their eyes blazing as they stared at Hong Ling and Hong Ling, as though they would kill them if they disagreed.

Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue frowned. These four old fellows really didn't care about their dignity, for the sake of the two instruments, they actually attacked the two of them, the juniors.

"Seniors, is there any difference between what you're doing now and stealing from the public?" Hong Ling said coldly. As matters stood, since the Four Major Sects' Elders no longer cared about face, there was no need for him to be polite with them.

"Oh? "It seems like you have an objection to our plan?" The charming face of the beautiful middle-aged woman had disappeared, replaced by icy coldness.

"That's right, junior thinks that I have not offended any of the seniors. Yet, you guys are so overbearing. Aren't you going a little too far?" Lian Chengyue's pretty face was gloomy as she said that, she was not good at words, but at the same time, she stood up and said something fair.

"Too much?" The beautiful woman revealed a smile, she casually flung her hand, and with a smack, a red palm print appeared on Lian Chengyue's face.

"I'm just going too far. What can you do to me? I am stronger than you, and I am also stronger than your companions. If I want to beat you or kill you, what can you do? What can he do? "

Blood trickled out of the corner of Lian Chengyue's mouth, and the palm imprint on her face could clearly be seen, her heart was filled with humiliation, she had never thought that this seemingly amiable woman would actually be so ruthless, casually giving her a slap.

The Authentic Qi in the girl's body was currently like a surging tide, constantly churning, and quickly circulating within her meridians. However, before Lian Chengyue could make a move, streaks of dark golden lightning had already appeared on his body.

On his body, Dragon Scale s grew piece by piece, and his aura kept on rising. In an instant, he stepped into the middle stage of Qi Refinement into Spirit.

Bang! The youth's fist was accompanied by a violent thunderbolt as it flew towards the beautiful woman in front of Lian Chengyue.

The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows. When she saw the youth's fist coming at her, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

"Bloodline Inherent skill huh! You look pretty good, but unfortunately, no matter how strong your Inherent Skill is, it is impossible to cross the barrier between Qi Refinement into Spirit and Soul Refining. You are still too weak! "

She clapped her hands, and an overwhelming wave of energy surged towards Hong Ling's fist, instantly destroying the youth's lightning and flames.

Bang, the tyrannical force sent Hong Ling's body flying. The youth landed on the ground, all of the bones in his body had been broken, but his eyes were filled with a wild ruthlessness.

"Interesting little brat, for your little lover, are you willing to make a move against me, a great cultivator who refines the spirit?" How loyal! But what can you change? " The middle-aged beauty covered her mouth as she smiled, her face full of shyness.

Without waiting for her to stop laughing, a palm with blazing white gold flames fiercely struck towards her face. Lian Chengyue's beautiful face was filled with killing intent. At this time, she was using all of her energy to the extreme. Behind her was a pair of fiery red and ferocious wings.

"Little slut, what, your beloved brother got beaten up, then you want to stand up for him too?" The woman casually slapped, easily dispersing Lian Chengyue's attack, and once again fiercely slapped Lian Chengyue's other cheek.

Bang! The young lady vomited blood and was sent flying, falling beside Hong Ling. Both of them were severely injured, and had almost no strength to stand up.

Hong Ling struggled, wanting to crawl to Lian Chengyue's side. However, a pair of muddy boots stepped heavily on his face, causing his handsome face to be buried in the ground.

"Yo yo yo, what a infatuated young man. It makes me feel sorry for him!" The woman's boots continued to roll on Hong Ling's face, spinning, making a dirty shoe print on his face.

"Handsome little fellow, I truly pity you. Unfortunately, in front of me, you are no better than a dog!" "Hee hee!" The beautiful woman took out a small pink fan and covered her mouth as she chuckled.

On the other hand, Lian Chengyue and Hong Ling had calmed down, there was no struggle at all, they looked at each other, and other than each other, there were no other images in their eyes.

"It would seem that these two little fellows have accepted their fate. Elder Zhen, you are truly like one of the legends. Compared to an immortal, your heart is like a snake and scorpion!" The old woman slowly walked over with her walking stick and said sarcastically to the beautiful middle-aged woman.

"Aiyaya, I can't accept such praise from you, sister!" The beautiful woman chuckled. There was not even a trace of modesty in her eyes. She emphasized the word 'older sister', making the old woman angry.

Alright, since these two little fellows have already given in, next, let them hand over the spirit artifacts within their bodies. At that time, with regards to the allocation of spirit artifacts, I see that a Martial Arts Exchange Conference can be held between our four great sects. At that time, the victors can take them away. The middle-aged man from the Broken Cloud Sect laughed as he spoke.

"Flowing Mist Pavilion has no objections!" Patriarch Seven of the Flowing Mist Pavilion snorted with a displeased look on his face.

"The Sen Luo Sect agrees!" The old woman's crutch heavily hit the ground as she spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I, Feng Hua Soo, also agree!" She leaned over, took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped Hong Ling's face. The seductive expression on her face seemed to become one with nature, as if she was a beautiful young lady.

"Then, little brother, can you hand over the life magic tool that you have, please!" Her breath was as heavy as orchids, and a scorching aura sprayed onto Hong Ling's neck. Her gaze was like flowing water, and it seemed as if she was about to cry.