Chapter 131: You Don't Take a Knife?

Several other Secret Realm Hall male cultivators all walked over and echoed his words while looking at Lan Zhi.

"You don't think you're good-looking, and we'll pity you, right? Don't think about it! ”

"Do you think that the Secret Realm Hall is the same as your Merchant Hall, as long as you move your mouth? Our Secret Realm Hall is bloody. ”

"You don't know anything about the secret realm!"

"Isn't it okay to be the senior sister of the Merchant Hall?"

"Don't you think that since you can be the senior sister of the Merchant Hall, you can be the senior sister of the Secret Realm Hall, right? No, let me laugh for a while. ”

Lan Zhi ignored the ridicule and ridicule of this group of people, and only looked at the senior brother of the Secret Realm Hall: "If I don't leave, how are you going to beat me out?" ”

The senior brother of the Secret Realm Hall turned his head and motioned to the people beside him: "Which of you wants to try it?" ”

The people looked disgusted: "If you accidentally let her break some skin, she will be in trouble when she goes back and cries about us." ”

However, there was a young male cultivator named Yin Xiliang who was eager to try: "I like to see a beautiful woman crying the most!" Look at the moves! ”

As soon as the words fell, his whole body struck Lan Zhi's face like an arrow from the string, and his fist with sparks and lightning smashed into her face with lightning speed.

Lan Zhi stood steadily, watching steadily.

They thought that she didn't have time to react, that she would inevitably be sent out, and they didn't bother to look at it, and turned around to call the steward to deal with their affairs.

And yet—

Everyone: "??? ”

Lan Zhi still stood still.

Everyone turned their heads in shock and saw Lan Zhi's erected palm.

Her palms were very small, her fingers were white and slender, and they looked so fragile that they could break when they snapped, but they firmly blocked the fists of the young male cultivator who roared to her.

Yin Xi's fist flashed with blue and white light, like an electric snake shining brightly and brightly, but it didn't leave half a trace on her palm.

Lan Zhi raised his eyebrows: "That's it?" ”

Yin Xilu's face turned red, and he said in disbelief: "You? You......?! ”

Before the words fell, Lan Zhi pushed forward with the palm of his fist, and Yin Xi's whole person was swept away by an incomparably huge force, smashing straight on the door of the Secret Realm Hall.

Lan Zhi withdrew his hand, and his gaze swept over the people who couldn't come back to their senses: "Who else wants to send me flying?" Come. ”

The senior brother of the Secret Realm Hall rolled up his sleeves: "I'm very arrogant, I'll meet you." ”

Lan Zhi's gaze swept over the logo on his robe, he was not only wearing the logo of the senior brother of the Secret Realm Hall, but also the logo of the senior brother of the Sword Cultivation Pavilion.

She lifted her chin: "You don't take a knife?" ”

This sentence suddenly stabbed a hornet's nest, and the senior brother of the Secret Realm Hall sneered: "It seems that you are not so easy to be killed, right?" ”

As the words fell, a killing aura completely spread throughout the lobby.

His gaze became cold and cold, like a blade unsheathed, and it was about to stain the battlefield with blood.

At the same time, the aura around Lan Zhi's body also changed.

Her eyebrows were still stunning, but the strength and fierceness hidden beneath the astonishment had rolled up like the waves.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the surrounding monks subconsciously retreated a distance, but the steward was so anxious that he rushed to the center of the two of them: "Don't, don't fight here!" The account office just said a few days ago that this month has been seriously overrun, and if anyone dares to break something, they must be compensated three times! ”

The senior brother of the Secret Realm Hall, who was ready to go, suddenly froze like a big rooster that had been choked by the neck.