After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

The Qiao family is grand, and the street in front of the house is wide enough for twenty horses to ride abreast.

Zhao Shi covered Jiang Xin's ears and held her in his arms as he walked at the front, fearing that the junior sister would be contaminated by the knowledge discussed by Lin Yan and Wu Xin behind him.

They are all from the Tiancheng Spirit Realm, but I don't know where Xizhou came from so many colorful storybooks.

He walked quickly, and soon he came to the front door of Qiao's house, where he was stopped by the tall white jade steps.

Chu Linfeng held Jiang Xiao and walked behind him, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth Senior Brother, how should we sneak in?"

On the way to Mubian City, Lin Yan and others discussed a specific action plan, planning to visit the Qiao Mansion as disciples of the Tianshui Sect and sneak into the Qiao Mansion first.

When they come into contact with Qiao Yanbo, they will lure him out, avoid the Qiao family's integration-stage monks, and then find an opportunity to kill Qiao Yanbo.

Qiao Yanbo is a monk at the stage of becoming a god, so it would be difficult for them to attack him in a group just relying on their own cultivation.

But fortunately, they are people with backing, and they all have their trump cards.

They met Wu Xin on the way and learned that the master had an informant at the gate of Qiao Mansion, so they went directly to visit Wucheng who was squatting outside the gate of Qiao Mansion as soon as they arrived at Mubian City.

Chu Linfeng was young, and the original task assigned to him was to protect Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao, so he did not understand the specific process of the plan.

Zhaoshi took a deep breath and was about to step forward and hand over the greeting card from the Tianshui Sect when the vermilion door opened from inside and a young woman wearing a bright red dress walked out.

The woman's face is somewhat similar to Qiao Ye's, with prominent eyebrows and an arrogant aura.

Zhaoshi recognized her identity at a glance - this was Qiao Ye's sister, Qiao Shihui.

Qiao Shihui had a Nascent Soul stage cultivation. As soon as she walked out, she saw Zhao Shi standing at the door.

She looked him up and down, and was particularly curious about his face under the mask: "Why are you wearing a mask? What do you want to do standing in front of my house?"

While talking, Lin Yan and Wu Xin also walked up to Zhao Shi.

Qiao Shihui glanced at Zhao Shi, Jiang Xin, Chu Linfeng and Jiang Xiao, then looked at Lin Yan and Wu Xin, with a sharp look on her face: "It's you!"

She stared at Wu Xin with an angry look on her face, bursting out with Nascent Soul stage pressure.

This coercion was so strong that it could directly push an ordinary Jindan monk to the ground, but it fell on Wu Xin and others like a breeze blowing on their faces, without having any impact on them.

They are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, so why don’t they have a few magic weapons to withstand pressure?
But Wu Xin didn't understand why the other party showed such strong murderous intent towards him as soon as they met: "Donor, please calm down. Does this poor monk know the benefactor?"

"You killed my spiritual pet. Do you think I know you?" Qiao Shihui asked through gritted teeth. She raised her hand and pulled out the long whip from her waist and struck Wu Xin in the face.

Although Wu Xin couldn't see it, he had solid cultivation. Just by hearing the sound of breaking wind approaching, he knew the danger was coming and pulled Lin Yan back immediately.

At the same time, Zhao Shi and Chu Linfeng also carried their junior brothers and sisters and fled away.

Jiang Xin was confused by this sudden scene and corrected loudly: "Master, that's called salvation. It means that he can reach bliss early! Why don't you know how to be grateful?"

This was so arrogant, Zhaoshi quickly covered her mouth to prevent Jiang Xin from continuing to spread hatred.

However, Wu Xin felt that what Jiang Xin said was very reasonable, and nodded solemnly: "What the little benefactor said is true. Poor monks generally do not save spiritual pets easily. What kind of spiritual pet does the benefactor raise? Let the poor monk count the days. Maybe now he has successfully reincarnated and can renew his relationship with the donor. "

"Damn bald donkey! I've saved you now too!" Qiao Shihui was furious and didn't bother to answer Wu Xin's question. The long whip in her hand whirred, and the powerful spiritual blade she brought flew towards Wu Xin.

These spiritual blades are extremely powerful, as if they can tear apart space.

Wu Xin threw Lin Yan to a safe area, holding a stick in one hand, making palm prints in the other, and muttering something in his mouth.

The golden Buddha's light enveloped him, protecting him from Qiao Shihui's attacks.

Qiao Shihui was a little confused and couldn't believe that her attack at the Nascent Soul stage would be stopped by this little monk at the Golden Core stage.

"What secret treasure do you have on you? You can actually avoid my attack." Qiao Shihui asked.

Wu Xin did have a secret treasure on his body, but he felt that this was not the result of the secret treasure. He said truthfully: "The poor monk can avoid the attack of the donor without the secret treasure. Donor, you are too slow to attack."

It would have been better not to say this, but as soon as she said this, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands slapped Qiao Shihui in the face.

Qiao Shihui became more and more angry and whipped faster. The blade formed by the huge spiritual power attacked Wu Xin crazily. The aftermath of the spiritual power hit the ground and shattered the hard bluestone bricks.

Jiang Xin sighed after seeing it: "These bluestone bricks are made of low-grade materials after all. They were laid by the Qiao family themselves. They were destroyed like this. What a waste."

Unlike her, the dull table in the school would be painful if even a little bit of skin was broken.

"You two find a place to hide. Fifth Junior Brother, you protect them." Zhaoshi put down Jiang Xin and motioned for the three of them to hide in a nearby alley.

Qiao Shihui has been unruly and domineering since she was a child. She has always never cherished the things she got, and would rather destroy the things she couldn't get than let others get them.

Zhaoshi suffered a lot from her when she was a child.

Unexpectedly, after more than ten years of separation, Qiao Shihui, who had average qualifications at the time, would now become a Nascent Soul monk.

Although Wu Xin has superb cultivation, this is the territory of the Qiao family after all, and outsiders like them will definitely be at a disadvantage over time.

Quick victory is the way to go.

Just as Zhao Shi was about to step forward to help Wu Xin, a group of Jindan-level guards rushed out from Qiao's mansion and stood menacingly on both sides of Qiao Shihui.

Qiao Shihui ordered without raising her head: "Take them all! Especially the pretty guy holding the Bagua plate!"

These people immediately rushed towards Zhao Shi and Lin Yan with ferocious looks.

The silk thread wrapped around Zhao Shi's fingers seemed to have come to life and flew towards these people.

The speed of those people slowed down visibly to the naked eye, and their bodies seemed to be stuck in a pool of thick mud, making it extremely difficult to move.

After a while, the two men at the front suddenly turned around and attacked their companions.

The companion was unprepared and received a solid slap. He fell backward and bumped into someone further behind. "Old Zhang, you are crazy, why did you hit me?"

"Wang Hu, you traitor! Don't hit me!"

"Get up! You hit me!"

Suddenly, these people were in chaos.

Strands of transparent silk threads drilled out from Zhao Shi's fingers, submerged into the void, and then emerged from the void, submerging into the bodies of Lao Zhang and Wang Hu, directly binding their souls, controlling their bodies, and making them turn against each other.

Silently, Zhao Shi transformed these two people into his puppets in a very short time.

As the two puppets launched an offensive, Zhaoshi was able to free up more consciousness to control the third and fourth puppets.

This is the horror of being a puppet master.

It seemed that he was alone, but until the last moment, no one knew whether his companions had become the puppet master's puppet.

Although Lin Yan was a divination master and everyone in the Tianshui Sect agreed that he was weak, he could still be beaten outside.

He touched his face, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the title "little pretty face".

The delicate and small Bagua disk was spinning in the palm of his hand. Li Gua set off fire, Xun Gua started wind, and with the help of wind and fire, the fire tornado formed drove back all those who were close to him.

Chu Linfeng held the sword and was eager to try, but he suppressed his desire to fight because he was worried about Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao behind him.

Fortunately, Qiao's never disappoints.

After realizing that Zhao Shi Lin Yan was very difficult to deal with, a Qiao family guard soon noticed Chu Linfeng and the two little ones hiding aside.

The three of them were not very old and were hiding in a safe area. At first glance, they couldn't be beaten.

Pick the softest persimmon and pinch it!
Soon a group of guards rushed towards them.

Chu Linfeng drew his sword to fight, but he was only one person and could not stop all eight people on the opposite side for a while.

There was a person who was very fast and as fast as a ghost. He arrived in front of Jiang Xin in the blink of an eye and reached out to grab her.

But before his pale ghost hands touched Jiang Xin, he saw the little girl in front of him raise her pink fist and let out a sigh of relief: "Look at my Xinxin Bangbang Fist!"

The man sneered in his heart, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, yet it is still so naive when death is imminent.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish this thought, he saw the hot little fist hit his face, knocking him away.

The man's mind suddenly went blank.

How come he didn't even feel the slightest bit of spiritual power when this little girl made a move? ? ?

When his companion who was also going to capture Jiang Xin saw this scene, his survival instinct made him change direction in time, pass Jiang Xin, and go straight to Jiang Xiao who was protected by her behind him.

"Look at my senior sister's Bangbang punch!" Jiangxiao imitated Jiang Xin's movements and made a fist. He breathed a sigh of relief, and also waved his small fist, and also knocked away the person who rushed in front of him.

At the same time, Chu Linfeng also defeated the six people surrounding him by himself.

Although they are young, the three of them are the most capable of fighting in this group of people.

I wanted to pick a soft persimmon, but after a long time I picked out three man-eating king flowers.

Young Master Chu sheathed his sword neatly and was so moved that he almost cried: "You don't know how long it has been since I fought so easily!"

He used to compete with his senior brothers and sisters in the sect, and he lost miserably every time.

Now that I have left the sect, I finally have the opportunity to show off my skills and feel proud!
Seeing that Wu Xin was still entangled with Qiao Shihui, Chu Linfeng was gearing up: "Master, if you can't beat this aunt, change it to me! I think she's good at it!"

Qiao Shihui was furious. She didn't know whether she should be angry at Chu Linfeng for calling her aunt or resent him for laughing at her.

"Kill him!" Qiao Shihui roared, and when she looked closely, she found that the guards she called had all been knocked to the ground, except those controlled by Zhao Shi.

At the same time, she also heard a sarcastic comment from Wu Xin: "Donor Chu, be patient and patient. The poor monk can beat her. The poor monk just wants to see how good she can be."

"Don't look at the rookie, you will be lowered!" Jiang Xin shouted.

"Is that so?" Wu Xin suddenly understood and humbly accepted the teaching, "The poor monk has received the teaching."

The next second, Wu Xin, who had always only defended without fighting back, took action.

"Amitabha." The ethereal Sanskrit sound seemed to come from the sky. A small mountain-like palm shadow appeared behind Wu Xin, pushing towards Qiao Shihui with overwhelming force, pushing her to the ground and embedding her into the bluestone bricks.

The secret treasure on Qiao Shihui's body warned that the pressure of the God Transformation Stage was immediately coming to the Qiao Family Mansion.

The coercion did not pose a threat to Jiang Xin and others, the space was torn apart, and a middle-aged man walked out of it.

Zhaoshi's pupils tightened as he recognized the man's identity - Qiao Yanbo.

The attack in the transformation stage jumped from Qiao Yanbo's body and went straight to Wu Xin.

Wucheng, who was lying not far away watching the excitement, was about to take action when he saw Wuxin quickly take out the jade identity card: "Amitabha, donor, please think twice."

Looking at the three characters "Zhankong Temple" on the identity jade plate, Qiao Yanbo stopped in his tracks when he was about to face Wu Xin's attack.

The Qiao family has always been the bully, and today was the second time after Qiao Shizhong that they kicked down the iron plate of Chankong Temple.

What bad luck!

If Jiang Xin could hear his inner voice, she would definitely comfort him not to be angry, because something worse would be coming later. (End of chapter)