"What do you want to do?" Qiu Zhenwen felt something was wrong.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a fist enlarged in front of his eyes. Qiu Zhenwen did not expect that Ling Chuxi suddenly made a move without saying a word. He was unprepared and was punched in the nose. He only felt a soreness in his nose and a warm current.
It came out, and golden light shone in front of my eyes.
"Ling Chuxi, I am also a great spiritual alchemist after all, how dare you do it openly!" Qiu Zhenwen was furious and shouted.
"Not only do I move my hands, I also move my feet." Ling Chuxi kicked him out with one kick.
Qiu Zhenwen was on guard this time and was about to fight back when he felt his body stagnate and was kicked in the chest by Ling Chuxi and took a few steps back.
Only then did I notice that Ziyin and Shi Chenhua had already arrived behind them, and they only waited for Ling Chuxi to make a move before they stepped forward to attack.
Although Qiu Zhenwen has the title of spiritual alchemist, his own strength is only at the Saint level. Although he has profound cultivation, facing two Saints and one who seems to be a semi-Saint, his real combat power is stronger than that of the Saints.
The masters surrounded and beat him, and he had no power to fight back. In just a moment, Ling Chuxi received a few more punches in the face. The two pandas' eyes swelled up as if they were inflated, and there were also a few big foot marks left on their bodies.
It is the masterpiece of Shi Dae Shao Shao.
"Ling Chuxi, I will destroy you." Qiu Zhenwen roared with rage.
"Qiu Zhenwen, don't forget our identities. If you hurt us, be careful that our Piaomiao Zongfu comes to you to ask for an explanation." Ling Chuxi said confidently. You old guy, you are not relying on yourself.
Spiritual Alchemist, you have some connections with various sects of major aristocratic families, are you trying to bully me? Now that I have a backer, I will also pull the tiger's skin and let you taste the feeling of being bullied. Not to mention, this feeling is really good.
Crooked.
Sure enough, Qiu Zhenwen was so angry just now. When he heard these words, he felt like a basin of ice water was poured on his head. Could Qiu Zhenwen, a mere Qiu Zhenwen of the Piaomiao Sect, afford to offend him? He originally wanted to draw his sword.
Yes, he stretched out his hand halfway and then retracted it.
Ling Chuxi secretly sneered, and suddenly a kick flew out. Qiu Zhenwen's fighting spirit was completely gone, and he was unable to show his true strength. She kicked him in the face and fell to the ground with a bang.
Young Master Shi had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, so he jumped up high and stepped on his face.
The feeling of stepping on people is so refreshing and exhilarating. Ever since he tried it once, Shi Dae Shao never tired of it.
"Ouch!" Qiu Zhenwen screamed with a bloody nose.
Before he could get up, he saw several feet stepping on his face at the same time, and he couldn't even block it.
The blood spurted out as if it was free of money. The late afternoon sun was white and dazzling, but it made people feel no warmth at all.
There was silence all around. Listening to Qiu Zhenwen's shrill screams one after another, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Ling Chuxi and the three of them stepped on Qiu Zhenwen's face mercilessly. He was a Saint-level master, so as long as he didn't hit any vital points, he wouldn't be killed.
"Senior sister, do you want to stop them?" Behind Chi Hanbing, a young female disciple looked frightened and asked tentatively.
"Oh, what did you say?" Chi Hanbing was stunned and asked subconsciously.
"I asked, do you want to stop them?" the disciple asked again.
"Forget it, let them go make trouble. I think they are still very measured and nothing will happen." Chi Hanbing said calmly.