The teacup wrapped in evil breath suddenly arrived.

Fang Xuanji snorted coldly and shot directly. Yellow runes poured out of his cuffs like a dragon, wrapping the teacup.

The next moment, the evil qi outside the teacup was eliminated by this layer of rune paper, and finally the rune paper was withdrawn, and the teacup fell back into Fang Xuanji's hand, still not spilled.

"Beautiful!"

"Good means!"

This shot made the people in the yin and yang world on both sides of the street applaud and applaud.

"It is worthy of Maoshan Daozi, and the ability to dissolve evil qi with this hand alone is enough to live up to the name of Daozi!"

"It seems that Maoshan Dao is still the nemesis of the crooked and evil way, and this has never changed!"

"Maoshan Dao really deserves the name of authentic Taoism! The disciples are really extraordinary! ”

In the archaeological trio not far away, the old man and the beautiful woman were also amazed, they were not people from the yin and yang world, and they felt even more incredible about this method.

Fang Xuanji put the teacup on the table, listened to the flattering voices of the people on both sides, and then glanced at the young ghost cultivator man defiantly.

"I wonder if Your Excellency still dares to despise my Dao Sect?"

However, before the ghost cultivator man could speak, a voice as clear as dark water sounded.

"Fang Xuanji, when did your Maoshan become the authentic sect of the Daomen?"

It was a woman's voice, and although the tone was cold, it was extremely pleasant.

Fang Xuanji's face changed after hearing this voice.

Everyone looked for a sound, but saw three sword-wielding women who were as out of the dust as fairies, standing on the overpass connecting the ancient buildings on both sides not far away.

Among the three, the first woman was wearing a white gauze while the other two were green gauze, all of whom were of good looks.

The special woman in white gauze is definitely a captivating posture, her skin is like ice and snow, her eyes are like stars, and her black hair is scattered behind her like a waterfall, like a fairy who has come out of a picture scroll.

The appearance of this woman stunned all the men on both sides of the street, and they could no longer take their eyes off.

It was the archaeological beauty named Jiang Fangfang, who felt that her appearance and temperament were slightly inferior to this cold and beautiful woman.

Lin Han was calm and abnormal.

He is used to seeing all kinds of beauties, but his heart is still undisturbed. This woman's appearance is almost the same level as Ling'er and An Luoran, but she has an extra cold and dusty temperament, which makes people feel sacred and untouchable.

At this moment, Fang Xuanji's voice rang out.

"Hmph, who am I, it turned out to be Senior Sister Feixue, I didn't expect that you Qingcheng Mountain would be interested in the things in the Qinling Mountains."

Hearing Fang Xuanji's words, everyone in the Yin and Yang Realm finally knew who this cold and glamorous beauty was.

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Fang Xuanji waved his sleeves again, and a yellow talisman shot out.

In the air, the rune paper turned into a red flame and slammed into the ice mound teacup, dissolving the ice while causing the teacup to swirl with flames again, and the tea still did not spill.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Duan Fei Xue Yu pointed out, and the dark blue true qi shot out, extinguishing the flames on the teacup and blocking the teacup back.

Fang Xuanji also pointed at it from afar, and the red true qi collided with the blue true qi.

At this moment, the teacup was sandwiched by two strands of true qi, and it was actually in mid-air