The passers-by are vicious

Jiang Wanwan looked bewildered, not knowing what had happened. At this moment, Gu Jingyun finally put her gently on the ground.

However, he did not let down his guard and continued to stare closely at the girl in black clothes, while using his tall body to block Jiang Wanwan.

"Sister, be careful! She is from the Demon Sect!" Gu Jingyun whispered, with a wary light in his eyes.

The girl in black was obviously very dissatisfied when she heard how Gu Jingyun addressed her.

She stretched out her fingers and gently hooked the hair on her temples, muttering in dissatisfaction: "Really, don't call me the Demon Sect. I'm obviously the Saint of the Holy Sect! My name is Qingyao, what's your name, you blockhead?"

Although Qingyao's tone sounded like she was greeting an acquaintance, this intimate address did not cause Gu Jingyun's mood to fluctuate in the slightest.

Without hesitation, he swung the heavy sword in his hand and launched an attack towards Qingyao.

Even when facing such a beautiful and charming lady, the heavy sword in Gu Jingyun's hand showed no mercy to her.

Every attack was swift and accurate, with crisp and unreserved movements.

The sword technique was as fierce as a storm, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe.

Qingyao was not angry because of Gu Jingyun's attack. Her body was light and flexible and she dodged his every attack.

A tiny curved blade was swung out, accurately blocking Gu Jingyun's heavy sword that was chopped down with great force.

At the same time, she stretched out her fingers as if to stroke Gu Jingyun's chest, obviously wanting to tease him.

However, Gu Jingyun's expression did not change at all. He quickly held the heavy sword across his chest, firmly blocking the touch of Qingyao's fingers. Then, he swung the heavy sword and slashed out a crescent-like blazing flame attack.

"How cruel, but I like it!" Qingyao's eyes swept across Gu Jingyun's handsome eyebrows and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a charming smile.

She covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled, while her fingertips expertly twirled the curved blade.

While the two were fighting fiercely, Jiang Wanwan seized the opportunity to start looking at the furnishings in the room.

Her eyes scanned the shelves, trying to find where a valuable treasure might be hidden.

In the end, the most eye-catching thing was the scroll of bamboo slips placed on the table.

Jiang Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she walked forward without hesitation, reaching out to pick up the bamboo slips.

But he didn't expect a curved blade to come slashing at him.

If Gu Jingyun had not noticed and flew over to hug Jiang Wanwan in his arms and repelled her with his heavy sword, the curved blade would have almost cut off Jiang Wanwan's bare fingers that touched the bamboo slips.

Gu Jingyun, who had a normal expression, could not help but reveal anger between his handsome eyebrows. He pointed his sword at Qingyao and said in a deep voice: "You, a demon cult witch, are so cruel."

He didn't have much hatred towards the demon cultivators, so when he attacked, he seemed fierce, but in fact he didn't use any fatal moves. However, what he never expected was that this demon cultivator woman was so cruel and ruthless that she almost hurt Senior Sister Jiang.

Seeing Gu Jingyun getting angry, Qingyao's beautiful face couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise: "So you can get angry, I thought you were a piece of wood."

At the same time, he felt a little uncomfortable. No matter how Qingyao provoked Gu Jingyun before, he was like a piece of wood and didn't even look at her. This time, she almost hurt his senior sister and she became so angry.

She couldn't help but turn her gaze to Jiang Wanwan, and her sight paused on that charming face for a moment. She naturally knew Jiang Wanwan.

So, Qingyao couldn't help but cast her gaze towards Jiang Wanwan. After her eyes stayed on that charming face for a moment, she recognized the other person's identity.

It turned out to be Jiang Wanwan, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family of Qimeng.

The two of them have equal status and are both core figures in their respective forces.

As the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, Qing Yao knew very well that even if she really killed Jiang Wanwan, it could only be regarded as a common means of struggle between good and evil.

Thinking of this, a playful smile appeared on Qingyao's lips. The rapidly spinning curved blade in her hand suddenly turned into a sharp cold light and rushed towards Jiang Wanwan like lightning!

At the same time, she chuckled: "The more nervous you are, the more I want to hurt her."

"Psycho." Seeing Qingyao pointing her spear at her for no apparent reason, Jiang Wanwan cursed inwardly, then took out the Red Lotus Sword without hesitation to block the curved blade's attack.

This feeling of being hated was not the first time Jiang Wanwan had experienced this.

Since she was a child, she had suffered countless jealousies and resentments because of her status and outstanding appearance. However, this time she felt particularly speechless.

She could tell at a glance that this evil cult witch was obviously attracted to Gu Jingyun.

Although Gu Jingyun's appearance can be described as extraordinarily handsome, in the world of immortal cultivators with a large number of cultivators, there are many men who are more handsome than him.

Moreover, Gu Jingyun's spiritual roots were not particularly outstanding. It was hard to understand why this evil witch fell in love with him after only meeting him a few times.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but shake her head, feeling confused.

However, this did not affect Jiang Wanwan's determination to teach Qing Yao a lesson.

Her body was agile and light, like a dancing flame, and she was entangled with Qingyao.

The Red Lotus Sword in Jiang Wanwan's hand flashed with a blazing light. Every time she swung it, it was accompanied by a sharp sword energy, and flames would occasionally burst out along the sword body.

At the moment when the curved blade was knocked away, Jiang Wanwan stretched out her foot without hesitation and kicked Qingyao's shoulder hard.

The kick was so powerful that Qingyao took several steps back.

However, Qingyao did not give up. She quickly adjusted her posture and pounced on Jiang Wanwan again.

Jiang Wanwan raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.

She jumped lightly to avoid Qingyao's attack, and at the same time swung the Red Lotus Sword in her hand again. A red sword light flashed through the air like lightning and went straight to Qingyao's throat.

Qingyao dodged to the side and barely avoided the fatal blow, but her arm was scratched by the sword and blood immediately oozed out.

Jiang Wanwan took advantage of the victory and pursued Qingyao without giving her any chance to breathe.

Her steps were flexible and varied, and her swordsmanship was sharp, which gradually put Qingyao into a passive position.

During this fierce battle, the shelves in the room seemed to be shocked by their momentum and began to tremble.

As if unable to withstand the impact of the force, the ceiling in the room began to collapse.

"Senior Sister Jiang, be careful."