I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Xiao Rao is at the peak of the ten realms.

Yang Wu Yu was also in the tenth realm. With the abundant cultivation resources of Feng Xinghou Mansion, his cultivation was not far behind.

But can the realm that was raised by using a large number of elixirs be compared with the proud child of Qingyun Academy?

The answer is obvious.

Xiao Rao had been suppressing Yang Wuyu from the very beginning.

If it weren't for the opponent's endless supply of spiritual weapons, coupled with Feng Xinghou's unique body movements, Yang Wu Yu would have been defeated long ago.

But even so, under Xiao Rao's command, he, who was also in the Tenth Realm, did not last long.

The gap is really huge.

The lightning penetrated the roof of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, making the already bright interior of Xiaoxiang Pavilion as bright as day, and the lightning fell accurately on Yang Wuyu.

He screamed and fell down in a mess, directly to the lobby on the first floor.

This kind of scene is not the first time it has happened in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.

In order to watch the fun, many monks stood in the corridor outside the room to watch the battle.

boom--

Xiao Rao's hands were flashing with lightning as he flew down from mid-air.

"Mr. Yang, you can't do it. You couldn't do it before, and you still can't do it after so long."

"You have to call me daddy every time I beat you. This is your fate!"

Yang Wuyu stared at him angrily, "Who called you dad?"

Xiao Rao chuckled, but the speed of accumulating lightning in his hand was not slow. "You, whoever you can't beat will call you daddy, isn't that what you said before?"

"Oh, I see. You didn't call me dad. You called Yang Wuqiu because you couldn't beat me, right? How can this not be considered calling me dad?"

"Hey, what a coincidence, Mr. Yang, your good father is here to kill us!"

As Xiao Rao spoke, he turned around and threw the thunder in his hand towards the person coming from behind.

The residual force of the energy collision caused the delicate jade bricks on the ground to explode.

Xiao Rao was knocked flying backwards.

A young man in black flew towards the main entrance of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

It was also he who had just used his fist to block Xiao Rao's thunder.

He didn't say anything, and a cold aura emanated from his body.

As soon as he came in, he could only see Xiao Rao, and he leaped forward and rushed over again.

Wherever the fist wind passed, it actually directly caused the fluctuation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This punch was extremely hard and powerful. If it had hit Xiao Rao, who was only at the tenth level, the outcome would have been predictable.

However, the young man in black did not hold back, and with an unmatched momentum, his fist was almost reaching Xiao Rao's chest.

Xiao Rao looked straight at the other person.

He wanted to avoid it.

But just like when he was beaten at the beginning, even though he had reached the tenth realm, he still seemed to be locked in, with no escape.

boom--

The fist finally fell.

But it was not the scene that everyone imagined, with fists sending people flying.

Because the fist...hit a pot.

And Xiao Rao was completely blamed.

Cover it tightly.

Yang Wuqiu was very clear about the power of his punch.

But this punch, hitting the black pot, did not create even a ripple.

Not even a crack appeared.

Instead, his hand trembled slightly.

There were no injuries, but there was definitely a sense of pressure that could not be broken.

This pot...

His sharp eyes suddenly cast to the corridor on the seventh floor.

She was a girl in a green shirt, carrying a black sword case on her back. She just stood quietly beside the guardrail, looking at him quietly.

Although he was only at the sixth realm, there was no trace of panic or confusion on his face.

And she was the one who threw the blame.

"Are you together with him?" Yang Wuqiu's voice was a little hoarse, but coupled with the cold tone, it was very appropriate.

Ning Ruan showed no fear at all, and nodded slightly, "Together."

"Take back your spiritual weapon. He has hurt someone from my Yang family and he can't escape." Yang Wuqiu looked at her.

Ning Ruan also looked at him: "He is from my Qingyun Academy, you can't hurt him."

Although he spoke in a strong and arrogant manner, his hands were already ready to call me daddy.

A cultivator at the Thirteenth Realm was definitely not someone she could deal with at the moment without setting up an array in advance.

Of course, it can only be defeated head-on.

But for a while, he could hold on by smashing the sword talismans.

Or just run away and the other party will definitely not be able to catch up with you.

but……

Xiao Rao is still here, the pot is still here, how can she run away?

But what she never expected was that Yang Wuqiu did not take action.

After looking at her deeply, he turned and walked towards Yang Wu Yu.

Injured and in a disheveled state, he had been helped up by Yang Linfeng and others. The moment Yang Wuqiu came in, the three men on the seventh floor had already flown down.

"I'm leaving." Yang Wuqiu said.

The tone was still neither sad nor happy, but slightly indifferent.

After taking the pill, Yang Wuyu felt much better. When he heard this, his expression suddenly changed, "Yang Wuqiu! Xiao insulted my Yang family, and you don't care?"

Yang Wuqiu didn't even raise his head and said expressionlessly: "I can't break that pot."

"The pot belongs to that woman. Even if you catch her, can't you get rid of the blame?" Yang Wu Yu's face was as gloomy as water.

Yang Wuqiu raised his eyes calmly and glanced at him, "She didn't do anything to you, so I naturally have no reason to do anything to her."

"Yang Wuqiu!" Yang Wuyu shouted in public, "I order you to do it!"

"Heh." Yang Wuqiu sneered. The man in black looked at him coldly, "What qualifications do you have to order me around?"

He said this expressionlessly and turned away.

As fast as it comes, it goes.

Ning Ruan flew down from the seventh floor and raised his hand to take back the pot.

Xiao Rao's face turned pale, and he came over quickly, "No, Fellow Daoist Ning, isn't your pot supported by spiritual power to form a defensive shield? You just... just cover it up like this?"

Ning Ruan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Do you think my defense shield can withstand his attack?"

The defensive shield is certainly more respectable.

But with her cultivation level of the sixth realm, how long can the defensive shield last?

It would be better to just cover it with an iron pot. After all, it’s not her who is being embarrassing.

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.

Yang Wu Yu was so angry that his veins were almost exposed.

Especially feeling the strange looks coming from all around, how could he have the face to stay any longer?

Therefore, even the part of uttering harsh words was completely skipped, and Yang Wu directly used the Yang family's windbreaker secret technique and left quickly.

The other three had no choice but to follow quickly.

The storm subsided.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, I'm sorry to have implicated you this time. Let's go." Xiao Rao swallowed the pill and spoke with a sigh.

Ning Ruan was stunned for a moment, "No need to pay?"

Xiao Rao: "I originally wanted it, but now it's no longer needed."

As he said this, he looked up at a middle-aged man who had been standing in the corner of the lobby on the first floor for an unknown period of time, "Someone has already given it."

Knowing that he had been discovered, the middle-aged man with a white face, no beard and a slightly bent back no longer hid.

He walked over slowly and nodded slightly: "Your Highness has been waiting in the mansion for a long time. Young Master... and this girl, please come in."

He didn't say anything about paying.

But judging from the fact that they left Xiaoxiang Pavilion without any hindrance, he certainly paid the money.