I, the first son, became a woman

To some extent, it is to directly reject some waste that cannot even climb a mountain.

For ordinary people, Tianzhi Ridge is extremely steep and steep.

But for Xia Juan and Ye Ning, two immortal cultivators who are in the condensed state.

It's just as easy as eating and drinking water, to the point of sprinkling water.

It's just that the sun is scorching today, which is quite muggy.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xia Juan looked up at Zhiyue Palace which was close at hand.

"Suddenly remembered, I don't know if Third Sister is in the sect..."

Rolling his eyes, Xia Juan shook his head.

The disguise on her face, and Yeoning's disguise.

They were all removed when I left in the morning.

The purpose is to let the faceless man find him earlier and see himself clearly.

Only then can I solve a knot in my heart.

"Go up and have a look."

Ye Ning beside him didn't change his face, and his forehead was also covered with invisible beads of sweat.

"Too."

With a cold smile, Xia Juan came back to his senses.

She straightened up and watched a clearly repaired road appear in front of her.

It seems that Zhiyue Palace has arrived.

Xia Juan couldn't take his eyes off, so he walked straight along the narrow cobblestone road.

"Who?!"

But suddenly.

The moment Xia Juan took a step forward.

A fierce storm swept over, like a pear blossom rainstorm, and suddenly pierced Xia Juan's head.

Xia Juan reacted in an instant, reaching out to grab the thing that was sneaking up.

Ye Ning behind him also reached out and clenched his fist at the same time.

Bang!

Yibing's trembling Snowflake Sword kept shaking, only a few inches away from Xia Juan.

Xia Juan held the blade of the sword, Ye Ning held the hilt, and the two looked at each other for a moment.

"Um?!"

The two eyes are staggered.

Ye Ning let go of his hand, Xia Juan threw the Snowflake Sword and stuck it on the ground.

"Sorry, I missed it just now."

Xia Juan glanced over with sharp eyes.

I saw a few people coming from the direction of Zhiyue Palace.

They were all wearing the clothes of Zhiyue Palace, two men and one woman, they all looked slightly bigger than themselves.

The three of them walked down the mountain unhurriedly, without the slightest apology.

It looks very arrogant and arrogant.

"Hey, little guy, please pass me my sword."

Halfway through, the three stopped.

One of them looked to be around 20 years old, and the leading male disciple looked at Xia Juan with disdain.

He pointed to the Snowflake Sword beside Xia Juan, and frowned again.

"You actually stuck my sword into the mud?! My sword is worth several hundred taels! Can you afford it?!"

"A few hundred taels?!"

Xia Juan raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly.

She lifted her foot and kicked, holding the snowflake sword in her hand.

"Just this kind of scrap metal, give it to me for nothing... I'm too lazy to ask for it!"

"Didn't you want me to give it back to you?"

"Then see if you have the ability to take it!"

Whoosh!

As soon as the words fell, the Snowflake Sword suddenly shot over.

At the moment when everyone has not reacted.

The snowflake sword pierced through the male disciple's hair.

with a snap.

With the snowflake sword flying out, it disappeared without a trace.

In mid-air, a wig that was blown apart by the sword energy was completely festered and scattered.

"Senior Brother Qi Yu, your hair..."

The other male disciple stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the smoothness shining brightly in the sun.

"Ah! It's so dazzling..."

The only female disciple present squinted her eyes, obviously unable to bear the overexposure of her senior brother.

"What? What are you looking at?!"

Senior brother Qi Yu was taken aback for a moment, then patted his head.

"My wig! My... damn it!!!"

Looking down, Qi Yu saw his messy wig falling on the ground.

In an instant, he beat his chest and stomped his feet, and roared.

"Boy, I think you want to come to my Zhiyue Palace to learn art from a teacher?!"

"it is good!!"

"Today, I'll let you see the power of my Zhiyue Palace! Loosen your muscles and bones for you!"

With a long whistle, Qi Yu suddenly took a step back and drew out the long sword on his junior waist.

"This is the Zhiyue Palace that the third sister will be in charge of in the future?!"

Xia Juan frowned and shook his head.

"It seems that I have to teach this messy guy a lesson for Third Sister."

While chatting and laughing, Xia Juan was about to step forward with bare hands.

But suddenly her eyeballs turned and landed on Ye Ning beside her.

This guy...won't he stop me? !

In my mind, an image instantly came to mind.

He was about to fight that Qi Yu.

Ye Ning suddenly ran out, talking about a lot of truths...

Showing a disgusted expression, Xia Juan looked at Ye Ning.

But it seems...he didn't seem to want to stop me.

Nodding his head, Xia Juan stepped forward when he saw Qi Yu coming with his long sword in hand.

She had just taken two steps when Ye Ning's voice came from behind her.

"Xia Juan, wait."

really!

This nosy guy.

"Ye, this is my business, you'd better not interfere!"

Xia Juan rolled her eyes and turned away impatiently.

"Forehead."

After being stunned for a moment, Ye Ning showed a kind and innocent expression that peace is the most important thing.

"I just want to say... If you are beaten, you will be disabled at most. If you are beaten to death, it will be bad."

"Oh?!"

With a slight shock on his face, Xia Juan couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

"Your surname is Ye, I knew that you are white and shiny, and the inside is black when you break it!"

Immediately, Xia Juan pursed her lips and smiled charmingly at Ye Ning.

"Look at us?! Good! Let's see who will be disabled first!"

Just as Xia Juan was talking with Ye Ning, Qi Yu had already struck with a sword, and his whole body took off and jumped.

Xia Juan stood with her hands behind her back, and turned around unhurriedly.

"Basalt scale armor."

She opened her mouth softly, and a light green light appeared on her body instantly.

"Haha! I didn't expect you to take the initiative to seek death, so don't blame..."

Kacha-!

"what?!!"

In an instant, no matter whether it was Qi Yu or the two younger brothers and sisters behind him.

The three of them were stunned for a moment and their eyes widened.

The long sword landed on Xia Juan's body, not only did it not penetrate Xia Juan's body.

Instead, it seemed to have encountered some resistance for a moment, and it snapped into seven or eight knots!

"how can that be?!"

Qi Yu was taken aback, and took a few steps back again and again.

"Impossible! You must be wearing some magic weapon for protection, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xia Juan swung his arm and grabbed his neck immediately.

The corner of Xia Juan's mouth twitched, and he twisted his fingers.

With a wave of his hand, Xia Juan threw Qi Yu lightly, and smashed it on a stone.

"Wow--!"

A mouthful of blood spat out, and Qi Yu was already half dead.

Chapter 400 Zhiyue Palace

"Senior brother!" "Senior brother!"

Seeing that Qi Yu was injured, the other two Zhiyue Palace disciples rushed over.

Xia Juan casually glanced at it.

She found that whether it was Qi Yu or the two disciples who charged over.

The mana on his body is very little, and it seems that he has just entered the state of cultivating the law not long ago, and it has not even been stabilized.