The white-faced middle-aged monk and the white-haired red-faced woman were quasi-venerable after all, and the three people in front of the meeting were not only not half afraid, but also made fun of them, and they were suddenly shocked.

At this time, the middle-level god general dressed in oily hair rushed directly towards Ling Xiaomei, obviously also stimulated by Ling Xiaomei's words, and seeing that Ling Xiaomei only had the realm of a middle-level god general, and her cultivation was comparable, she was naturally not afraid.

When Ling Xiaomei saw the powder-faced monk fighting, she suddenly came to her senses, and when she stepped out, her jade palm flew straight at her opponent, and the water Yuan Gang in her body surged out like a torrent of huge waves.

As soon as Fang made a move, he stepped down to give birth to flowers, and his figure turned into a thousand times, which turned out to be a powerful martial art personally taught by his father Ling Xingnan: the technique of attack and killing of ten thousand changes.

At this time, Ling Xiaomei's Ten Thousand Transformations Attack and Killing Technique had been cultivated to the realm of Thousand Changes, and with the Water Yuan Gang, it was even more powerful.

And Ling Xiaomei obviously didn't have the intention of attacking only one person of the powder-faced monk, as soon as the group attack came out, not only did she block the attacking powder-faced middle-level god general, but also expanded the attack range to a dozen or so people dozens of feet away.

One move came out, and the one who came with a strong force, although the powder-faced monk was not weak, but when facing the power of Ling Xiaomei's group attack, he was caught off guard by the attack, and more than a dozen figures were shattered as soon as he came out of his palm, but where did he touch the slightest corner of Ling Xiaomei's clothes.

Ling Xiaomei, on the other hand, snorted lightly, and a jade hand stretched out from the heavy figure and hit the pink-faced monk's chest directly......

Hearing a wow, the powder-faced monk was immediately beaten and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became half severe.

This person is worthy of being a monk of a middle-level god general, and at the same time as he was in the palm of his hand, his body dodged wildly, dodging a hundred zhang away.

And the dozen or so monks behind the pink-faced monk were also shocked by Ling Xiaomei's group attack, especially the five or six monks in the realm of divine soldiers were directly beaten to vomit blood and escape, leaving only three monk at the level of divine generals to see the opportunity quickly, and when they saw Ling Xiaomei's sharp attack, they avoided it in time to be spared.

Ling Xiaomei shook back more than a dozen people with one palm, and even the two quasi-honorifics on the side were taken aback when they saw this, and their eyes were already a little different when they looked at Ling Xiaomei.

"Hmph, what a little girl, her strength is not weak...... Unexpectedly, one move hurt so many disciples of my sect, you are inseparable today!" The white-faced middle-aged Zhun Zun snorted coldly and said.

"Second brother, do you make a move, or do I make a move?" said the white-haired woman immediately.

"Let me do it...... I want to see ......," said the white-faced middle-aged Zhun Venerable as he took a slow step.

However, before the white-faced middle-aged Zhun Zun finished speaking, he saw Ying Yuyu wave his hand and said unceremoniously: "Don't be so troublesome, you two Zhun Zun can go up together!

At this time, Yingyu took a step forward, just waved her hand, and scooped Ling Xiaomei behind her, there was no wind in the air, and the sky was surging lightly, but at this time, due to Yingyu's intervention, it seemed that everything was a little unusual.

After all, the two quasi-venerables were not ordinary monks, and when they felt the ordinary imperceptible power in the dark, they were both stunned at the same time.

When he looked at Yingyu again, he still only had the realm cultivation of a peak god general.

It's just that Yingyu waved her hand casually just now, and a trace of breath released slightly made their hearts palpitate.

Yingyu glanced at the two of them, and said, "What, do you think that if you don't go together, you won't have a chance?"

Seeing that Yingyu was so big, the white-haired and red-faced woman sneered and said, "Hmph, what kind of mystery are you pretending, you cheap ......"

It's just that the white-haired and red-faced woman's words were not finished, and even though Yingyu's figure flashed in front of her, disappeared for a while, and suddenly appeared from her side.

At a distance of 100 zhang, even the white-haired and red-faced woman who was a quasi-honored person did not react, and Yingyu was already on her side.

Finally, under everyone's shocked gaze, a crisp and loud clapping sound was heard.

Syllable......

The white-haired and red-faced woman was directly slapped in the face by Yingyu.

The dignified quasi-zun was directly slapped in the face, and there was no way to avoid it.

"You...... Ah......" The white-haired and red-faced woman pointed at Yingyu and became angry.

It's just that at this time, Yingyu flashed again, and returned to the place where she stood just now without any trace.

When the white-faced middle-aged Zhun Zun on the side saw this scene, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hmph, a fight can make you strike first, but if you scold someone, I'll let you taste it first......" Yingyu snorted coldly, and there was a chill on her beautiful face.

At this time, the white-faced middle-aged Zhun Zun immediately calmed down, and even the white-haired and red-faced woman who was still trying to scold was sobered up by Yingyu's slap.

"You...... You guys...... Who is it?" asked the white-faced middle-aged Zhun Zun immediately.

When Ying Yu heard this, she sneered: "Now you know who we are? You weren't very arrogant just now, and you want to block the road and rob us, and you want to arrest us back or something...... I want to know which sect you belong to, and if you are so domineering, you are not afraid that someone will destroy you?"

When the white-haired and red-faced woman heard this, she was still a little angry, and said, "Although you have some ability, but you want to destroy our sect? Do you think you are a god venerable or a god emperor......?"

Ying Yu smiled: "Still so arrogant, do you still want to be slapped again?" After speaking, Ying Yu also raised her hand, looking like she wanted to fight.

Seeing this, the two gods all withdrew backwards, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Hmph......" Yingyu finished speaking, and stepped out again, and the figure flickered like a ghost and appeared next to the two great gods, but this time Yingyu still only shot at the white-haired and red-faced woman.

With another wave of his jade palm, he threw a palm directly at the white-haired woman.

The white-haired and red-faced woman was horrified in her heart, and her palms were out to block the incoming momentum, but she felt an irresistible coercion and terrifying attack attacking her, and she suddenly lost the slightest confidence......

Smack, smack......

The next moment, the two palm prints fell directly on the white-haired and red-faced cheeks, one left and one right, and she couldn't avoid it.

This time, no matter how stupid people are, they can see the reality clearly, this beautiful woman is definitely not as strong as she seems on the surface.

She must have hidden her strength.

The dozen or so monks who came were all stunned, and all of them guessed.

"Former ...... Predecessor...... Mistake...... Misunderstanding ......," the white-faced middle-aged Quasi-Venerable said in horror.

Ying Yu glanced at the white-faced middle-aged Zhun Zun and sneered: "Now that you know that it was a misunderstanding, didn't you just bend into a trick...... What else...... You say yes, don't you?'

At this time, Yingyu's momentum was also instantly released, and a colossal power directly crushed everyone.

As a result, these dozen or so monks saw Yingyu's realm momentum and directly rose to the peak god general to the quasi-venerable......

Moreover, this is not over, an even more aggressive momentum is released from Yingyu's body.

The quasi-zun realm has risen to the lower grade god venerable, and it is the peak lower grade god venerable.

At this time, the white-faced middle-aged and white-haired and red-faced women all opened their mouths wide, looking distracted, while those monks in the realm of divine generals and divine soldiers completely fell to the ground, almost all of them fell to the ground, looking frightened and inexplicable.

"God...... The Divine Venerable ...... "When the white-haired and red-faced woman saw Yingyu at this time, her whole face lost her blood, and the coercion in that realm can only be described as terrifying.