The abandoned girl became an immortal and became the ancestor of the immortal sect

Lu Nanzhi looked at Qin Yuan and sneered.

"Kneel? I kneel to my parents in heaven and earth, and to the sun, moon, ghosts and gods. You are worthy of any grave on the top of the mountain!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Yuan's pressure came suddenly.

Lu Nanzhi suddenly felt that more than a thousand pounds of weight was on his body.

She gritted her teeth, not letting her head bow in the slightest, nor letting her knees bend in the slightest.

"Ha," Qin Yuan sneered, "You were suppressed by me so much that you couldn't even move. I want to see how long you can hold on."

As soon as Qin Yuan raised his hand, the pressure on Lu Nanzhi increased.

Her entire body, from the top of her head to her heels, was suffering unbearable pain, and her shoulders felt like they were about to be broken.

Since you can't delay it any longer, let's fight!

Lu Nazhi bit off the tip of his tongue.

Immediately, a wave of life emerged from the tip of her tongue and began to swim throughout her body.

She raised her sword and shouted angrily.

"I gave birth to you on my knees, you stupid old whore mother!"

Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this. How could she know that his biological mother was a fireworks woman?

Lu Nazhi took the opportunity to flash behind Qin Yuan and stabbed Qin Yuan in the back with his sword.

The Dragon Bone Sword cut through Qin Yuan's coat, leaving a bloody mark on Qin Yuan's back.

Qin Yuan recovered from the pain and immediately used his spiritual energy to avoid Lu Nazhi's remaining attacks.

Lu Nanzhi was not discouraged, all the beads in her body trembled, and the spiritual energy that surged like ocean waves raged from her body.

Rumble!

A huge dark cloud that filled half of the sky pressed down, and rolling thunder and lightning continued to fall around the two of them.

Qin Yuan was trapped in the lightning for a moment, his thin lips pursed tightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the little maid in front of him had such power to summon thunder and lightning.

Her cultivation level is not high. Could it be that she has a mutated thunder spirit root?

But it wasn't over yet. While Qin Yuan was thinking, densely packed spiritual spheres slowly gathered around him.

Each of these spiritual spheres carries the meaning of thunder and lightning, and once touched, it will be electrified on the outside and tender on the inside.

Lu Nanzhi was fine on the surface, but beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead.

The spiritual energy in her body was draining rapidly, and releasing the spiritual energy so crazily was undoubtedly a devastation to her body.

But she could only hold on, as long as she showed the slightest hint of fatigue, Qin Yuan's stormy counterattack would be waiting for her.

Qin Yuan looked at Lu Nanzhi with a more fearful look. He thought for a moment and said:

"I've already taken the evil mermaid away. It's over now, so why should you persist."

"It's better to be wise and give me the blood ink ring. I will explain it to your young master then."

"This way you don't have to be punished by your young master, and it also prevents you from getting hurt."

Lu Nazhi sneered coldly, Qin Yuan really knew how to be a bitch and build an arch.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and she looked at Qin Yuan's extremely hypocritical expression and said, "Even so, why doesn't the prince want to wait for my young master to finish practicing and talk to him in person?"

"Could it be that you just wanted to take the things and leave, and you deliberately made up this story to scare me, the little maid?"

Qin Yuan's thoughts were seen through, and his face darkened again.

As soon as he held it with his left hand, his natal spiritual weapon, the Gentleman's Sword, appeared in his hand.

"I tried to persuade you twice, but you still don't know what to do, so you can't blame me."

When Lu Nanzhi saw Qin Yuan about to make a move, he immediately controlled the spiritual sphere floating in the air to surround him.

Qin Yuan summoned a spiritual shield with one hand and rushed towards Lu Nanzhi with a sword in the other.

Bang bang bang!

Following Qin Yuan's movements, spiritual power balls exploded around him.

Although he received a considerable impact and his clothes were blown apart beyond recognition, he did not stop moving after all.

"go to hell!"

Qin Yuan shouted loudly, and the Junzijian was already in front of Lu Nanzhi.

Clang!

Lu Nanzhi's Dragon Bone Sword and Junzi Sword clashed together, creating dazzling sparks.

Qin Yuan was secretly shocked, how could this happen?

She is just a girl, but her strength is not inferior at all when she is fighting a sword against a grown man like him.

How can this be? !

Lu Nanzhi didn't want to be entangled with him for too long. She turned her right hand slightly, and the dragon bone sword turned into a clanking iron whip with a click.

"Bound!"

Lu Nazhi shouted low, and the dragon bone whip that the dragon bone sword turned into was like a poisonous snake that strangled its prey, tightly entangling the gentleman's sword.

Qin Yuan's eyes suddenly condensed. This was the first time he had seen such a sword that could change its form at will.

A thought quickly flashed through his mind, how many good things does this woman have hidden in her body?

Qin Yuan could neither continue to attack nor draw his sword to escape. For a moment, the two of them were deadlocked.

Seeing the opportunity, Lu Nazhi immediately gathered a large amount of spiritual power on his left leg and aimed a sweeping kick at Qin Yuan's right waist.

There is an old injury on Qin Yuan's right waist.

That was when he was pecked by the old prince's mythical beast, the blazing bird, when he was still very powerful.

At that time, the wound was so deep that bones could be seen, and Qin Yuan's intestines almost leaked out from the big hole.

Although Qin Yuan escaped with a narrow escape, the shadow in his heart could not be dispelled.

The area on his right waist was still the weakest and fear-sensitive part of his body.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Yuan felt that his right waist was in danger, his brows jumped as if on a conditioned reflex, and he subconsciously let go of the hand holding the sword.

He stepped back a few meters in a panic and looked at Lu Nazhi with a complicated expression.

How did this woman know that he had an old injury on his right waist?

Could it be a coincidence?

No, he, Qin Yuan, would never believe in coincidences.

Apart from the old prince and him, only his dead princess knew that he had an old injury...

Qin Yuan thought again of what Lu Nanzhi had said about him and his mother just now, and his cold eyes were suddenly filled with some dark and unclear emotions.

"Who are you?" Qin Yuan stared at Lu Nanzhi, as if he wanted to see through her.

Lu Nanzhi threw Qin Yuan's sword away and asked, pretending not to understand, "What does the prince mean by this?"

Qin Yuan repeated the question word for word.

"I'm asking you. Who are you?"

"Oh, me," Lu Nanzhi smiled slightly, with a pair of small pear dimples on his face, "I am the little maid next to Young Master Wuxin Valley."

She paused, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared. Her eyes were dark, like a ghost seeking life.

"As for my name, my name is Lu, Nan, Zhi."

As if a thorn was pierced into his heart, a suffocating pain spread in Qin Yuan's heart.

He stared blankly at the woman in front of him who called himself "Lu Nazhi" and murmured to himself:

"No, it's impossible, how could you be Lu Nanzhi."

"You and she obviously look different, how could you call her Lu Nanzhi!"