The scenario where her enemy becomes her junior brother was happening to her!
She unwillingly said: “Then how do we settle the account of him beating me?”
Lin Yuheng replied irritably: “Isn’t it normal for senior and junior brothers to fight?”
“Why hold a grudge? No tolerance at all!”
No.
Is this fighting?
She was being beaten up by Jiang Fan, nearly losing her life!
And what senior and junior brothers?
They’re not even that yet, right?
“Since Supreme Elder Qin Wangchuan is here, we won’t stay any longer.”
“When the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion recruits disciples, I’ll come to find Jiang Fan!”
“Let’s go!”
A creaking sound.
The flying beast broke through the air and left.
On the ground.
Qin Wangchuan looked up, glancing at the flying beast indifferently, then started examining Jiang Fan.
“You kid, you’re surprisingly strong.”
The situation within the Poison Mist did not escape her notice.
She initially planned to act when Jiang Fan was in mortal danger.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan fought the Seven-Colored Poison Toad without falling behind.
He even gained some advantages.
This was far beyond his expectations.
Jiang Fan had no time to respond to her.
With a swift step, he took her and ran far away.
Not long after they ran out.
The Seven-Colored Poison Toad roared and charged out of the Poison Mist, seeking to hunt Jiang Fan to the death.
As soon as it came out, it faced the stern-looking Lu Xiunian.
“Good! Good! Good!”
“I wondered where the Poison Mist came from; I really thought it was some mutation of the Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice!”
“It turns out it was you, this cursed beast, causing trouble!”
Because of this.
He had to cede a piece of Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice.
He lost a large amount of polluted ore.
His most cherished Black Iron Soft Silk was destroyed!
He also lost half of his territory for nothing!
All thanks to this damned toad!
The Seven-Colored Poison Toad was dumbfounded.
Wait, there are so many people outside?
And even a Human Clan elder at the Late Stage of Core Formation?
Its pupils contracted sharply.
Panicking, it tried to retreat back into the Poison Mist.
“Die!” Lu Xiunian struck in anger!
With a raised hand and sword, he slashed viciously.
Splatter—
How terrifying would an enraged strike from someone at the Late Stage of Core Formation be?
A long Sword Qi sliced the Seven-Colored Poison Toad in half from top to bottom!
One strike killed it!
Even so, Lu Xiunian was still not satisfied.
He swung dozens of more cuts, chopping the Seven-Colored Poison Toad into meat paste before stopping.
“Beast, beast!” Lu Xiunian grew angrier as he thought about it.