Others are still struggling, but I am just slacking off.

The people of Murong family no longer cared about anything and stood behind the demigod.

"Xingyang Temple!"

"It's the Xingyang Temple!"

"Ten demigods, twenty quasi-gods, and two and a half Daluo Jinxians. Heaven is determined to destroy the Murong family."

Murong Die and Murong Yun looked at each other, then flew in front of Qian Yushui to block the view of the Xingyang Temple.

Seeing this, Wang Zhirou also flew forward.

Murong Bo watched Wang Zhirou leave, hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly followed and stood beside her.

Wang Zhirou noticed Murong Bo was beside her and her body stiffened slightly.

They stood in front of their children.

No one here hates Xingyang Temple more than Wang Zhirou, and no one knows Xingyang Temple better than her, the thousand-year-old enemy.

"Aren't you going to call for help? How can we relieve our hatred without them at this hunting time?"

Qian Yushui's voice was gentle, but it gave Wang Zhirou a shudder.

When was it exposed?

How did she know?

Murong Yun and Murong Die were confused, and a look of bewilderment flashed in Murong Bo's eyes.

These words were only heard by the four people of the Murong family. Others only saw that the four of them had different expressions.

"It's not time yet. When did you know?"

"At the auction, my great aunt recognized me. How could I be embarrassed not to recognize her?"

When Xuan heard the tone of her voice, she just wanted to beat someone up. She always felt that it was too playful and she was really asking for a beating.

Wang Zhirou’s face turned pale.

If her niece, whom she had only met a few times, recognized her, it meant that others might also recognize her. Then what was the point of her hiding with all her difficulty?

"Don't worry. After all, few people know about our relationship, and even fewer can make the connection."

"Ok!"

Wang Zhirou felt better.

"Grandma, you should call someone over to practice with us!"

What the hell are you talking about? With so many demigods here, are you sure you're just trying to practice and not commit suicide?

"Come behind me, I have something to ask Murong Da, don't block my sight."

Murong Die glanced at Qian Yushui, held her mother with her right hand and her brother with her left hand, and walked around to the back of Qian Yushui's rocking chair.

Murong Bo followed the three people obediently. He had made up his mind that he would go wherever his wife and children were.

When Qian Yushui looked at the people from Xingyang Temple again, Murong Da was kneeling on the ground, complaining.

"Elder, it's her. She is the remnant of the Wang family. She has the Boundary Breaking Shuttle. She is the one who made me like this."

Qian Yushui looked at the person opposite with a forced smile.

"Yes, that's right. So you have offered all the people of the Murong family in Huanyu Continent to Xingyang Temple as running dogs?"

Murong Da felt confident again when he saw so many people in Xingyang Temple.

"So what? It's their honor."

Seeing how despicable he was, Qian Yushui really wanted Murong Jie and Murong Huan to take revenge on him personally.

"It's you, you deserve to die!"

Two people rushed out from the Murong family and attacked Murong Da.

Unfortunately, the attack was blocked before it could hurt anyone, and the two were thrown out of the crowd and fell in an arc next to Qian Yushui's rocking chair.

"Oh, so you were thinking of Cao Cao. That's what Cao Cao meant. Long time no see!"

"Are you Wang Juemiao?"

Murong Jie widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Not bad! In just two hundred years, you two have not only ascended to heaven, but also infiltrated the enemy. You are indeed worthy of being called the two of you."

Qian Yushui admired these two people very much. They had come to where they are today step by step. If she hadn't made such a fuss today, they might have succeeded.

"Heal your wounds quickly. If you are such a weakling, you should just stay at the back and don't come out to die."

Isn't this change of attitude too fast?

He was praising someone just now, and despised them the next second.

Women are so fickle.

Murong Jie helped Murong Huan walk to sit next to Murong Die, took out a third-grade elixir and swallowed it, but the effect was minimal.

I didn't expect that the two people who were so arrogant and shrewd in the past can only use third-grade elixirs now. The situation is really unbearable.

After all, we are from the same hometown, and now we have a common enemy, so it should be okay to take care of each other.

Qian Yushui took out a bottle of pills and threw them to the two of them.

Murong Jie took it, took out one and swallowed it, then threw the rest to his father.

After refining the elixir, his injuries were completely healed, and his cultivation was advanced from the middle stage of human immortal to the perfect stage of human immortal.

“Ninth-grade elixir!”

"It's a ninth-grade elixir, but these two losers swallowed it in one gulp. They don't know its value."

There was envy in Murong Die's eyes, but not jealousy at all.

She already has the best resources.

I lowered my eyes and looked at my niece sitting cross-legged in the rocking chair, and my heart felt warm.

When they said it was blocking their view, they were actually worried that their family would suffer.

Qian Yushui noticed that she didn't give him anything, so if she gave him something now, wouldn't that bring trouble to this cheap relative?

She seemed unaware of how much shock she had brought to the people opposite her, and raised her eyes to look at the people from Xingyang Temple once again.

With a slight wave of his hand, Murong Da flew backwards in the direction of Qian Yushui.

"what!"

The people from Xingyang Temple didn't expect Qian Yushui to be so rampant. They knew that the person was theirs, but they still dared to attack him regardless.

If she succeeds, where will the Xingyang Temple put its reputation?

Murong Da stopped flying backwards instantly and was pulled left and right by two forces.

Qian Yushui's mouth corners were slightly cold. She originally only used 30% of her immortal power, but increased it to 50%.

The people in Xingyang Temple noticed that Qian Yushui's immortal power had increased, so they increased their immortal power directly.

Qian Yushui directly unloaded the force, and Murong Da smashed towards the people from Xingyang Temple.

By the time the people in the Xingyang Temple reacted, it was too late. Except for the quasi-gods and demigods, and a few Daluo Jinxian who reacted faster, the rest were all smashed to the ground.

No one expected that the first wave of fighting would end with Qian Yushui killing five people and seriously injuring a group of people from the Xingyang Temple.

He swept his spiritual sense over and sighed softly, "Too kind."

"Who on earth is this person? How can he be so powerful that he could actually injure the other party in front of ten demigods?"

"Yes, he refused to give in."

"This is too powerful. One on one and two hundred and thirty, and he caused heavy losses to the opponent with just one move.

Qian Yushui grasped the air, and Murong Da fell unconscious in front of the rocking chair.

She pinched her fingers, and Murong Da began to bleed from all seven orifices, and his breath became weak.

By the time the people in Xingyang Temple reacted, it was already too late.

Murong Jie and Murong Huan received Qian Yushui's signal, walked up to Murong Da, and attacked him together to end his life.

The atmosphere in Xingyang Temple was solemn, and everyone looked at Qian Yushui with murderous intent.

Noticing the change in the opposite party's momentum, she curled her lips slightly and didn't care.

Murong Da is dead, but she doesn't intend to let go of any of the people she wanted to kill before, and looks at the people of the Murong family.

"This is your last chance. Either you kill me or we die together."

The people of Murong family looked at Qian Yushui's beautiful face, cold eyes, and disdainful tone, and redefined the term "femme fatale".

The leader of the Xingyang Temple saw that Qian Yushui didn't take them seriously at all, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. Although the Xingyang Temple has not entered the world, everyone who has seen it is terrified.

Anyone who despises the Xingyang Temple so much is either dead or on his way to death.

The leader raised his right hand, and the quasi-god, with the Golden Immortal who was still able to fight, surrounded Qian Yushui and his group.