Ning Zhenzhen said: "If the sect cannot protect its disciples, then what is the meaning of the sect's existence?"

"But we are not as good as those from Lingxiao Clan." Jing Xiaomei said.

This is something that all disciples know.

Their strength is not as good as that of the Lingxiao Clan, which is why the Lingxiao Clan is so rampant and excessive.

All they can do is endure it and practice hard. When they become stronger, they will definitely take revenge.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Don’t be afraid of being late for a good meal!

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Are they stronger than the elders of Divine Sword Peak? If it were Divine Sword Peak, we would have to endure it, but Lingxiao Sect... all cats and dogs can run rampant!"

Jing Xiaomei cheered up.

She suddenly remembered that the sect leader had killed the elders of Divine Sword Peak, maybe because the elders of Divine Sword Peak were careless.

Still, it's amazing enough.

The master's martial arts skills are absolutely amazing.

"Sect Master!" Amid the footsteps, a dashing young girl floated over, her voice slightly thick and magnetic.

She is tall and slender, with a high-spirited and confident look.

"Junior Sister Long, two guys from Lingxiao Clan stole Junior Sister Jing's sword, do you know that?"

"I heard about it," Long Feifei said solemnly.

"Find them both!"

"Yes!" Long Feifei cupped her fists and saluted, looking at Jing Xiaomei.

Jing Xiaomei said goodbye to Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen waved her hand: "Junior sister Ding, bring a few people over, destroy their martial arts skills, and break their hands and feet."

"Yes!" Ding Xingqing's eyes lit up, she cupped her fists and saluted solemnly.

She left with the two girls, and before leaving, she glanced at Fakong, who was standing in front of the flower bed with his hands behind his hands, admiring the flowers.

In the soft light of the setting sun, the whole body of the purple gold cassock was shining, and the Dharma sky seemed to be bathed in golden light, sacred and distant.

Long Feifei and Ding Xingqing quietly left the courtyard with six girls and walked through the alleys of Tianjing City.

A quarter of an hour later, they stopped outside a small courtyard.

Long Feifei pointed at the small courtyard and nodded to Ding Xingqing.

Ding Xingqing looked at this small, plain courtyard.

This is an ordinary residence in Tianjing City. The people who live here are not rich, but they also have small assets.

Lingxiao Sect is a second-rate sect no matter what, and there is no shortage of money. It should not be located in such a place.

So it should only be the private residence of those two people, and there shouldn't be many people there.

She put her ear to the wall, listened for a moment, and gestured with her four slender fingers to the six girls behind her.

They nodded one after another, indicating that there were four people in the yard.

Ding Xingqing frowned for a moment, then her face changed slightly.

Long Feifei looked over and used voice transmission to enter the secret passage: "Junior sister Ding, what's going on?"

"There are two masters." Ding Xingqing said slowly through voice transmission: "This is a trap!"

Long Feifei's face changed slightly and she turned to look at the six girls.

Ding Xingqing hurriedly made a gesture.

The six girls calmed down and stepped lightly, three turned around and walked back, and three maintained their original direction and backed away slowly.

Their movements are like civet cats, gentle and silent.

"Haha..." A long laugh suddenly sounded, and four young people appeared on the wall.

The appearance of these four young men is ordinary, and it is easy for people to overlook their appearance. They need special attention to remember.

They looked down at the girls with playful expressions.

Ding Xingqing looked ugly and said coldly: "What are you going to do? This is Tianjing!"

"This is indeed Tianjing." A round-faced young man said with a smile: "But this is our private residence. If you want to break in here privately, we will take action to protect ourselves. Isn't it too much?"

Ding Xingqing sneered: "What a plan."

"Haha..." The round-faced young man laughed and said, "I forgot to introduce you to you. This is our Senior Brother Ding Aochuan. He is the elder of our Lingxiao Sect, the youngest elder, and the youngest in the history of the Lingxiao Sect.

Grand Master."

A young man with a square face nodded his head with a reserved and proud expression.

The round-faced young man pointed to another tall and thin young man and said with a smile: "This is Senior Brother Huang Zhouyuanhuang. He is also the elder of our Lingxiao Sect and is second only to Senior Brother Ding."

"No wonder your Lingxiao sect is so arrogant, it turns out you have two geniuses." Ding Xingqing suddenly realized.

She has always wondered why the Lingxiao Sect suddenly became so arrogant. Originally, they were not so arrogant and dared to offend the Jade Butterfly Sect.

It turned out that there were two young prodigies who wanted to become famous all over the world and wanted to use the Jade Butterfly Sect as a stepping stone.

Ding Aochuan said calmly: "You shouldn't have come today. You should continue to endure it. However, the sect leader has changed. It must be the new official who took office. You don't want to endure it anymore?"

Ding Xingqing sneered: "You guys from the Lingxiao Sect bully others too much, especially weak women. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

"Haha...weak women?" Ding Aochuan smiled and shook his head: "Do you think you are weak women?"

Huang Zhouyuan said: "You weak women are not weak. If this is the case, then we will let you go... put down your sword, kneel down on the ground, kowtow three times, and you can leave."

Long Feifei said: "Junior Sister Ding, why bother talking nonsense with them? Just fight!"

"Well, let's fight!" Ding Xingqing has already tested the situation and knows that today, if she wants to gain favor, she needs to use the Jiuding Zhenyuan Technique she just learned. There is no way she will die here today.

Thinking of this, her eyes gleamed with cold light, and she said coldly: "Shall we wait for our sect leader's revenge?"

"Hehe..., your sect leader?" The round-faced young man who spoke earlier laughed and said, "He should deal with the elders of Divine Sword Peak first!"

Ding Xingqing waved her hand, and the figures of the six women flashed.

Long Feifei and her rushed towards the six women at the same time, blended into them, formed a petal shape, and drew their swords out of their sheaths.

"Hey, why bother to humiliate yourself?" The round-faced young man shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Huang?"

Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan waved their hands, signaling them to stand aside. The two of them floated down the wall and swooped towards the girls.

They felt that they should be able to catch it, so in order to avoid being careless and capsizing the ship, the two of them took action together, paying attention to the fact that the lion and the rabbit used their full strength.

"Buzz..." The sword light suddenly brightened.

A sword light enveloped the two of them.

The two sneered, clapped their palms together, and flashed their bodies. The Lingxiao Sect's unique gate-holding skills were body and palm skills.

The most powerful weapon in the Jade Butterfly Sect is the Flying Butterfly Palm, but there are not many disciples who have practiced it, and the remaining swordsmanship and the like have no systematic inheritance, so their power is limited.

The Lingxiao Clan extremely despises the Jade Butterfly Sect, especially when they succeed in bullying each time and the Jade Butterfly Sect tolerates it every time, which makes them despise them more and more.

Even though he reminded himself not to be careless, there was still contempt in his bones, which was why he swooped down like this without relying on the strength of the earth.

"Chichichichichi!" Before the two of them could let go of their momentum, they were hit by several swords. After landing, their bodies had been stabbed with several bloody holes. Blood was pouring out, and they turned into bloody men in the blink of an eye.

The two young men standing on the wall were stunned.

They couldn't believe what they saw: the geniuses of the Lingxiao Sect, the two youngest elders, and the grand master were seriously injured by this group of weak women.

It all happened so fast that they wondered if their eyes were dazzled and they were hallucinating.

But no matter how hallucinating it is, it shouldn't be like this.

Ding Xingqing shouted: "Continue!"

The eight girls were as light as butterflies and moved gracefully, surrounding the two young men.

Suddenly the sword light surged and became dazzling.

"Quick!" The two people on the wall rushed over to help.

The two senior brothers Ding and Huang were already injured and might not be able to withstand the siege of this group of women. The two of them were not trying to defeat them, but to rescue the two senior brothers.

"Ding ding ding ding..." In the clear voice, Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan mustered their remaining power and waved their palms fiercely.

Their palms were like gold and iron, and when they collided with the tip of the sword, they made a continuous clear sound, like rain hitting banana trees.

However, they were unable to defeat the group of swords with both palms. Although they blocked many swords, they still missed many swords, and their bodies were pierced with several holes again.

Ding Xingqing's sword formation has been improved by Ning Zhenzhen and has become more sophisticated. It may be barely enough to deal with top masters, but it is enough to deal with these two people.

"Kneel down, or I'll kill you!" Ding Xingqing shouted sweetly.

Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan would not kneel down even if they were dead. They gritted their teeth, their eyes were bloodshot, their clothes were stained red with blood, and the fishy smell hit their nostrils.

There was a large pool of blood on their feet, which was rapidly seeping into the soil between the green bricks.
To be continued...