Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

In the crowd, the two sides fought fiercely, and the sounds of cursing and shouting filled everyone's ears. Maybe in the place of the Alchemy Guild, no one dared to be too presumptuous, so they did not use their divine power, but chose the most primitive way - hand-to-hand combat!

The burly man leading one side had his eyes wide open and yelled at a thin young man from the other side: "Who do you think you are, you little brat? How dare you challenge me, your grandfather? Today, I will let my fist teach you what politeness is. You are too naive to show off in front of me. Brothers, beat him up." After that, he waved his arms as thick as tree trunks and pounced on the young man with a whistling sound.

The young man was not frightened by the fierce attack. He flexibly dodged the opponent's fist. Then, he kicked the burly man hard in the stomach. The man groaned in pain, but soon regained his footing and launched a more fierce attack again.

"You reckless man, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? How dare you come to the Alchemy Guild to cause trouble. Bah! If you want to die, I'll grant your wish. Come on, arrest them all for me." The young man saw four or five more guards from the guild coming over and hurriedly called out.

The two sides were once again on the verge of a fight.

The onlookers pointed at the people inside and talked about them, guessing what they were fighting about. You know, the guild's alchemy competition is imminent, and martial law has been in place for a long time. Who is so bold as to cause trouble?

The crowd was packed with people, and as soon as Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan approached, a swarm of people immediately surrounded them from behind, pushing and shoving them to get in.

She felt someone very close to her, almost touching her back. Her strong sixth sense made her suddenly realize that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

This crowd seemed to be intentional, as if to deliberately surround her and Wanqi Yuan.

"Yuan, let's go," almost in the next moment, Fu Ling'er was about to pull Wanqi Yuan back. Wanqi Yuan also realized something was wrong and immediately became alert, and at the same time was about to pull her away.

However, at this critical moment, Fu Ling'er was completely unaware that a dagger flashing with a cold light was quietly attacking her from behind!

In a flash, Wanqi Yuan, who had been guarding beside him, was quick-witted and quick-handed. He suddenly pulled Fu Ling'er and leaped with her like lightning, trying to break through the crowded crowd from above. It was this quick reaction and decisive action that allowed Fu Ling'er to successfully avoid the deadly dagger from behind.

But what was unexpected was that someone in the crowd seemed to have anticipated that they would choose to fly away. Almost at the same time, seven or eight figures took off into the air like birds, trying to block their way.

At this point, Fu Ling'er already understood everything. Someone actually dared to attack her. Great, she would not be polite.

She was furious, and at the moment she leaped up, a flash of light appeared in her hand, and the Cold Moon Whip was suddenly swung out like a nimble poisonous snake, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind. With a crisp "snap" sound, the person who rushed up to intercept was severely whipped away by this powerful whip and fell heavily in the distance.

At the same time, Wanqi Yuan held a long sword, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and without hesitation, he swung it violently at the man who was flying like a ghost. In an instant, the sword light flashed through the void like lightning, and went straight to the man's neck with endless murderous intent.

The man obviously did not expect Wanqi Yuan to attack so swiftly. When he realized the danger, it was too late. With a crisp "click", the man's head was instantly separated from his body, and blood splattered everywhere, as if a gorgeous blood flower had bloomed. The terrified expression on the man's face, who had no time to dodge, was forever frozen at that moment, becoming the last portrayal before death.

The crowd that was still fighting below was frightened by this sudden change. Seeing the brutality of the people coming, they all ran away. Almost in the blink of an eye, only 20 to 30 people were left at the scene, unmoved.

These people stared at Fu Ling'er with murderous eyes. Fu Ling'er was extremely annoyed. She had no idea that anyone could attack her with such a clear goal, except for the people from Guisha Pavilion.

Damn it! If you dare to disturb her fun, then go to hell.

The next moment, Fu Ling'er swung her arm violently, her wrist flexibly shaking, and the magic whip in her hand seemed to be given life, flexibly drawing an arc in the air. At the same time, a beam of blazing flames suddenly appeared on the barbs at the end of the magic whip! This beam of flame was like a roaring fire dragon, baring its fangs and claws, emitting an extremely hot breath.

With this amazing momentum, the divine whip was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, sweeping towards the enemies that were besieging in front of it with overwhelming force. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited, making crackling sounds. The surging power seemed to be able to destroy all obstacles that stood in its way, making people shudder.

"Crackling"

"what,"

Anyone who was whipped by the powerful divine whip would instantly be entangled by the even more terrifying Red Lotus Karma Fire, like a thorn in the flesh. The Red Lotus Karma Fire was so hot that it could burn a person's body to ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace behind.

However, Fu Ling'er's anger was not quelled at all. She swung the magic whip in her hand more and more fiercely, like a violent storm, and every move was ruthless. As the magic whip was swung, the powerful force even caused the surrounding space to distort and crack, as if the whole world was about to be torn apart by her angry blow.

Wanqi Yuan was not idle either. He knew Ling'er was angry at the moment, so he had to let her vent her anger. So, he cooperated and stayed outside the battle circle, always alert for anyone joining or escaping, ready to finish off the enemy at any time.

Fu Ling'er swung the whip, her fierce eyes shot straight at the enemy's neck. She raised her wrist again, and the flaming snake immediately wrapped around it. Then she pulled hard, and the man's head was torn off. Blood splattered, and his torso was immediately swallowed by flames.

The scene was extremely bloody and the means were extremely cruel. The remaining three people were terrified when they saw this scene. They were frightened by Fu Ling'er's momentum and trembled all over. They almost couldn't hold the swords in their hands.

Looking at Fu Ling'er approaching step by step, and the man standing by, the three of them were in a state of confusion.