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Yang Ruoxi sneered and said, "I want to see how you make me regret this!"1

Zhong Yiming suddenly looked behind Yang Ruoxi with a sinister smile, "You'll know soon enough."

Yang Ruoxi turned around, and quickly understood what Zhong Yiming meant.

A few cultivators were walking toward her with evil smiles on their faces.

The leader was young and his skin was dark. There was a scar extending from his forehead down to his chin. He looked very ferocious.

Yang Ruoxi's eyes darkened when she saw the cultivators who were obviously charging at her.

She recognized the leader, the dark-skinned man. He was He Jian, the Third Master of the Killing Hand. He had previously had a grudge with her, and she was the one who left the scar on his face.

However, this person's cultivation talent was extremely good. His cultivation had previously been inferior to Yang Ruoxi's, but now he had already surpassed her and reached the seventh level of the Xumi Stage!

When enemies meet, naturally, the eyes of the enemy will turn red. Even if Zhong Yiming didn't know about the conflict between Yang Ruoxi and He Jian, he could still see the enmity He Jian had towards Yang Ruoxi. After sensing the opponent's cultivation realm, Zhong Yiming revealed a faint smile. He crossed his arms in preparation to watch a good show before saving Yang Ruoxi at a crucial moment.

This way, Yang Ruoxi would know how powerful he was, accept his goodwill, and change her attitude towards him.

Actually, Zhong Yiming didn't like Yang Ruoxi that much. However, because of his outstanding talent in cultivation and the fact that he had an extremely high status as a backer, those girls he usually met would usually be extremely attentive to him, or at least be respectful and obedient.

Yang Ruoxi's attitude naturally made him extremely unhappy, and thus he naturally had thoughts of conquering her.

"Manager Yang!" You and I have been separated for so many years, but I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence! "

He Jian came in front of Yang Ruoxi, his words were light, but his eyes were gloomy like a poisonous snake, "Looking at Shopkeeper Yang's beautiful appearance, I'm guessing that you must have been having a good time all these years, did you have any nightmares in the middle of the night, did you think that you would be avenged by my dead brother?"

Yang Ruoxi's face turned ugly. She wasn't a scheming person, at this moment, she saw that behind He Jian were all Xumi Stage cultivators and a few Xumi Stage Fifth Stage cultivators. She knew that with just her and her people, they weren't He Jian's match.

After all, she was only at the sixth level of the Xumi Stage.

However, with Yang Ruoxi's domineering attitude, she definitely wouldn't be afraid of the stage. A cultivator that used a mountain axe as a weapon was going to fight to the end with someone, "You've died, brother, and I've also lost my sister. Since the enmity has been settled, it's just a matter of life and death. There's no need to boast about being righteous, you have to define the other party as evil. "

"Good!" What a great life and death battle! " He Jian's expression was ferocious, "Yang Ruoxi! Three years ago, my cultivation base was a stage lower than yours and I was heavily injured by you. Now that my cultivation base is a stage higher than yours, let's see if you can escape like how I fled back then! "

With that, He Jian bellowed and took a step forward. The power of his cultivation base surged like a tidal wave. Surrounding him, a gust of wind swept up like a small tornado, violently blowing his hair upwards. Coupled with his ferocious face and scars, he looked extremely terrifying.

He had yet to make a move. Merely the outburst of his cultivation and aura alone had caused quite a stir. Since they were on the main street, the pedestrians all retreated to the sides.

However, fights and battles were very common in Zhen Yuan City. Most of the people here were cultivators or businessmen, so there weren't many who were timid. Therefore, everyone stayed behind and chose to watch from the sidelines.

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