Chapter 133: Digging the Foot of the Wall? You don't deserve it!

Feel the pure half-saint aura emanating from the gentle body of the moon.

Yang Zhen's eyes also flashed with a fine light, such a young half-saint, even if it was placed in the three major sects, it was a rare existence.

He also mastered such a subtle sword intent, and with a little polishing, it was a piece of beautiful jade.

Now in the younger generation of Tianjian Gate, only Ji Ruxue may be able to stabilize one head.

Yang Zhen's heart couldn't help but love talents.

"Little girl, you can not blame the past for what you did to our Heavenly Sword Sect disciples."

"But you need to join our Heavenly Sword Sect!"

A kind smile appeared on his old face.

"If you want, I can be the master and take you as a disciple, and in the future, you will be the second saint of our Heavenly Sword Sect, enjoying endless cultivation resources."

Yue Qingrou did not respond to Yang Zhen's expectations, but glanced at Ji Ruxue.

"You people from the Heavenly Sword Sect, are you all accepting disciples in such a posture?"

Ji Ruxue's face was a little embarrassed, but she didn't speak.

She had mentioned Yue Qingrou to Yang Zhen before, but when she heard that Yue Qingrou only had the realm of the Battle Sect, she didn't have much interest.

But now it's different, Yue Qingrou is already a demi-saint-level powerhouse.

No matter what force encounters, it will be tempting.

Yue Qing's age seems to be younger than her, but with such cultivation, maybe the potential is stronger than her.

"Little girl, are you willing to give a happy word!" Yang Zhen asked impatiently, as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness just now.

Such a cheeky skin made Yue Qingrou pout.

"My answer must have been told to your so-called saint a long time ago."

"If you still ask, then my answer will not change."

"Heavenly Sword Gate, I can't climb it softly."

Yang Zhen's face instantly became gloomy, it was the first time he had been rejected so mercilessly.

"It seems that you still don't know the true essence of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"As the top sect in the Northern Regions, it is far from being comparable to a small Qin family."

"Well, when I bring you back to the sect, your childish ideas will change radically.

Holding the Ice Sword in his hand, facing the Seven Turns and a Half Saint, Yue Qingrou's face still did not have the slightest fear.

"I'm going here, not anywhere!"

With a sense of determination.

If it weren't for Qin Changgeng removing the cold poison for her, she would be just a sick seedling in Fengyue City.

Now that there is a little bit of something, what can make others value is also given by Qin Changgeng.

No matter what, no matter who it is, they can't shake her determination.

Besides, she is not the little girl who can be bullied back then.

Seeing Yue Qingrou's posture of not being afraid of strong enemies, Ji Ruxue's beautiful eyes also flashed with a touch of brilliance.

This month's gentle strength has really improved a lot compared to in the Yin Wind Valley.

At this moment, she is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge that cannot be forced, and she is truly peerless.

Yang Zhen smiled, not paying attention to Yue Qingrou at all.

The cultivation of the two is like a chasm that cannot be crossed, and it only takes one hand to grasp it.

"Little girl, it's better to go with me obediently, so that you can suffer a little less flesh and skin."

His body moved, and suddenly disappeared from the spot, his dry hand grasping at Tsuki's gentle shoulder.

Across the void, silently.

This kind of method made Yue's gentle pupils shrink suddenly.

A powerful coercion enveloped Yue's body gently, making it unable to move.

"Dream!" Moon gently bit her lip, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth

, communicating the inheritance imprint in the body, forcibly broke through Yang Zhen's shackles.

The wrist flipped, and a sonorous and powerful sword roar sounded, stabbing at Yang Zhen's palm.

"It's kind of interesting that I can still move under my coercion."

"But that's the end of it, in front of me, the futile struggle is useless!"

Dodging the blade, Yang Zhen was already close at hand, and he was already within reach of Yue Qingrou.

Yue's gentle eyes became colder and colder, and she was about to burn her essence and blood desperately, but an old and familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"My apprentice's people can also be moved!"

A figure flew out of the Qin Mansion and came to Yue Qingrou's face in an instant.

Fight hard with Yang Zhen.

In the collision of innate qi without any fancy, under the eyes of Ji Ruxue and Chu Yun's sudden widening.

Yang Zhen flew out directly, coughing up blood at the corner of his mouth, and smashed into the opposite house, kicking up smoke and dust.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" A cough sounded, and Yang Zhen's robe was torn a lot, and he suffered a lot of injuries.

There was a look of horror on his face.

"Seven Turns and Half Saints!"

"There is actually a seventh-and-a-half-turn saint in the Qin family, no wonder there is no fear!"

After just a short confrontation, Yang Zhen knew the strength of his opponent and suffered a big loss without defense.

"How can a small Qin family have seven turns and a half saint!"

Yang Zhen muttered to himself in some confusion.

Judging from the previous information, apart from that ancestor, only Qin Changgeng should be a half-saint in the Qin family.

Now that a young demi-saint like Yue Qing's mother suddenly appeared, and there was a high-turn demi-saint of unknown origin, it was really a bit incredible.

"Mo Lao, why are you here?" Seeing the tall figure, Yue's gentle tense nerves suddenly eased, and she asked with a look of surprise.

Mo Lao glared at Yue softly.

"If I don't come, you'll be captured by the old man today."

"You're too stubborn, you can't beat you and don't know how to call someone!"

"In case you have three long and two short, when Chang Geng comes out, you won't tear down my old bones."

"He values you more than I do."

Yue said softly and coquettishly.

"Old Mo, when did you still joke with me."

The delicate earlobes have a faint flush, which makes people uncontrollable and want to take a bite.

The originally dignified atmosphere suddenly became relaxed because of Mo Lao's words.

Mo Lao turned his head to look at Yang Zhen, and his face instantly turned cold.

"Shall I drive you away, or will you go on your own?"

"The hand of the Heavenly Sword Sect is inevitably stretched too long, and it is not too tiring to run so far to the Qin family's territory to make trouble."

"I heard that last time you Heavenly Sword Sect was in Yin Wind Valley, you were beaten by Chang Geng and cried your father and mother."

"What? Is your skin itching again?"

"If you want to dig into the foot of my disciple's wall, you Heavenly Sword Sect are not worthy!"

said this, but Mo Lao was a little happy in his heart.

If it weren't for Qin Changgeng refining the flawless Innate Pill, I am afraid that he would not have been able to have such a big improvement, and he went directly from the fifth to the seventh turn.

It's hard to say whether you'll win or lose today, and there's a chance that Yue Qingrou will be caught in the Heavenly Sword Gate.