In the eyes of those people, it was as if Jun Bingwu was a fox spirit who appeared out of nowhere, specially to confuse their king.

It was also here that Jun Bingwu discovered that the so-called saintess of the Bai Ze clan was not the only one in Liuxian.

And these women, to put it nicely, are noble saints, and to put it bluntly, they are preparing a harem for Mohuang.

According to the rules of the past dynasties, Mohuang's queen and princess will be produced in this, but this time, there was such an accident as Jun Bingwu.

As a result, there are always people with eyes on the top of their heads who will run over to find trouble.

For example, the legendary first saintess, Liuyun.

The Bai Ze clan has always been respected by the strong.

Everyone here is born with spiritual power, coupled with the nourishment of Lingshan aura, just pull one outside here, and they are all masters who can dominate one side.

For now, there are ten holy women in this spiritual mountain.

The ranking of these saints is completely based on the level of spiritual power, in the eyes of the people of the Bai Ze clan, to become a queen, not only must have the beauty that can make the king's heart happy, but also have the strength to be worthy of the king.

The strength of the Immortal is not strong among these saints, and it can only be ranked eighth, but it is already similar to the strength of Jun Bingwu.

As a result, in the face of the first Liuyun, Jun Bingwu was obviously much weaker.

Liuyun has always been high-flying, and he has been held by others over the years, so he has developed a character that no one is in his eyes.

In her cognition, the position of queen should have always been hers, but now, it was taken away by a person who came suddenly, so how could she swallow this breath?

On this day, taking advantage of the absence of Mo Huang and Ruthless Traceless, Liuxian took her beloved spirit snake whip and came to find Jun Bingwu's stubble.

She didn't dare to make a mistake in Wanhuang Palace, so she asked someone to find an excuse to deceive Jun Bingwu.

Several other saints also arrived, all waiting to see the show.

"Sister Yun, you have to be merciful, how to say it, she is also the king's new favorite, if something really happens, the king blames it, we can't afford it......"

A holy woman next to her persuaded, but a sinister light flashed in her eyes.

Liuyun's temperament, three or two will definitely take the bait, the more they say that they can't move, the more she wants to move.

"I want to see what the king will do to me if I kill her today." Liuyun sneered, raised his whip and swung it at Jun Bingwu.

"Sister Yun, don't bully others too much......"

The people next to them watched the show with added fuel and vinegar, and they used the trick of killing people with knives very handy.

Liuyun wanted to make a move, and with Jun Bingwu's temperament, she naturally couldn't stand and be beaten passively, so outside the palace and in the square, there was a scene of a duel between the two women.

The whip wind, the sword shadow, the way of flying, each of them, is a killing machine.

After a few rounds, Liuxian relied on the advantage of spiritual power and seemed to have the upper hand, and the long whip wrapped in the fierce gang wind and struck Jun Bingwu's abdomen.

It stands to reason that Jun Bingwu is not Liuyun's opponent, she should try her best to dodge, but at this critical moment, Jun Bingwu's movements suddenly slowed down.

Seeing that he was about to pierce a bloody hole in her abdomen, Ruyun smiled smugly.

Someone next to him screamed and covered his eyes, but he peeked at Jun Bingwu's tragic situation from between his fingers.

But at this moment, Jun Bingwu made a move, her wrist turned, her slender fingers were wide open, buckled, and grabbed Liuyun's spirit snake whip, as easy as grasping an ordinary ribbon.

Before Liuyun could surprise her strength, she saw Jun Bingwu pull out a treacherous smile.

The next moment, a powerful pull attacked, and the spirit snake whip in Liuyun's hand came out of his hand.

A powerful palm wind struck, fanning her far away, smashing to the ground like a broken sack, splashing a large cloud of dust.

As a result of the battle, there was a dramatic flip, and the people watching the play next to them couldn't help but widen their eyes and look at the scene in front of them in amazement.

Ryusen struggled to get up.

"Be careful!" I don't know who exclaimed, Liuyun only felt that the whip shadow in front of him flickered, and a fierce whip wind struck.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and it sounded in the empty and quiet square.

There was a tearing pain on Liuyun's cheek, as if something liquid was sliding down his cheek, a hot pain.

She subconsciously touched it with her hand, the scarlet viscous liquid in one hand.

In the crowd watching the play next to me, I remembered the sound of gasping for air.

No one thought that this woman from outside would have such a strong strength, and even Liuyun was not her opponent.

That's impossible......

Not to mention that they don't believe it, even Ruyun himself doesn't believe it.

She was stunned for a few seconds, followed by a sharp scream that soared into the sky: "Ah...... I'm fighting with you!"

Jun Bingwu stood still not far from her, looking condescendingly at Liuyun who was embarrassed, and sneering.

These days, she doesn't care about what these people are doing behind her back, but it doesn't mean that she is afraid of them.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, they will repay them a hundredfold, which has always been her principle.

A fierce light burst out of Liuyun's beautiful eyes, and her hands slammed the ground, and she was about to get up with her strength.

But at this moment, a cold voice next to him suddenly interjected, like a cold wind floating on an iceberg, freezing everyone's backs.

The voices of the audience disappeared, and only the cold figure that fell from the sky remained, as noble as a god, unattainable, and people did not dare to have any blasphemy.

The people watching the play next to him all bowed their heads, and Liuyun's movement of turning over and rising also stopped suddenly, Jun Bingwu glanced at him coldly, and his cold face did not fluctuate at all.

"What's going on?" Mo Huang's cold gaze swept across the audience and asked in a cold voice.

The group of people watching the play next to him lowered their heads, but a few tears fell in Liuyun's eyes, pear blossoms brought rain, and looked at Mo Huang infinitely aggrieved: "Wang, you must be the master for me......"

Liuxian didn't explain anything, but the crystal tears were like beads with broken threads, sliding down one by one, and the grievances were infinite.

Such a look, when paired with half of her face full of blood, is worth a thousand words.

Mo Huang pursed his lips, his expression was slightly cold, and as soon as he turned his gaze, he saw the blood-stained whip on Jun Bingwu's hand.

He moved his gaze to her face and slowly spoke, his voice cold to the bone: "Your hand? ”

Jun Bingwu didn't admit or deny it, just raised his eyes and looked at him calmly, his dark eyes were clear and clear.

Mo Huang's eyes flowed, and he looked at Liuyun who fell to the ground with pear blossoms and rain, and Liuyun was even more aggrieved.

"Do you know who you hit?" The frosty tone was interspersed with a bit of obvious danger and fierceness.

Mo Huang walked towards Jun Bingwu, and suddenly snatched the long whip from her hand.