It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

The fog dissipated and the human figure gradually became clear.

This person has red lips and white teeth, a feminine and beautiful appearance, and looks like she has a seven-point evil aura.

"Didn't I tell you not to come to me unless it's something important? Why did you call me here?" He faced Song Leyao.

Seeing her ruthless face, he turned around and found that there were monks surrounding him.

"Are you crazy? Why did so many people call me here? Isn't this exposing me?"

"Jiang Cheng, your master once told you to help me with all your strength when necessary. Now is the time." Song Leyao looked at Lan Qingya who was hiding behind Jun Moxiao, her eyes seemed to penetrate her.

"The two of us fighting against so many people?" Jiang Cheng's feminine face was a little distorted.

Crazy woman.

"Stop talking nonsense. With your strength as a demon king, you can hold back the Mahayana-level Jun Moxiao. Don't worry about anything else!"

Jun Moxiao's aura suddenly became fierce, and the pressure of the Mahayana period swept towards Song Leyao and Jiang Cheng!

The two were instantly blown away, and their bodies fell into the main house where Zhu Wuji lived with the huge thrust, smashing two large holes in the roof of the main house.

"Is this what you said, that he is in the Mahayana stage?" Jiang Cheng's voice was exasperated. "With this kind of pressure, it is impossible for him to be in the Mahayana stage!"

Song Leyao was extremely impatient: "Can you please shut up?"

While they were arguing over there, the cultivators here, especially the sect masters and elders, took out their magic weapons and were ready to fight at any time.

"I will make you, a crazy woman, die sooner or later!" Jiang Cheng complained.

At the same time, his ghostly figure appeared on the roof and rushed towards everyone.

Jun Moxiao's eyes were stern, and he waved his slender hand slightly. The Scarlet Sky Sword appeared in his hand, and he rushed towards Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was frightened by his pressure just now and did not dare to confront him head-on. After coming into contact with Jun Moxiao, he immediately dodged and disappeared, and appeared behind him the next moment.

Jun Moxiao's fighting posture was elegant and he was also quite calm. No matter how Jiang Cheng changed in a treacherous way, he could always attack at the first moment with ease.

Seeing that Jun Moxiao was capable of handling the situation, everyone relaxed and watched the battle.

"Master Qingyun is indeed the only cultivator in the entire cultivation world who has been granted the title of Heavenly Dao. That one is the Demon King!"

"That's right. I was just wondering if all of us combined could defeat him. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that True Lord Qingyun could suppress him alone."

Suddenly, two white silks flew out of the house and quickly wrapped around Lan Qingya's waist, trying to drag her into the main house.

Jun Moxiao pursed his lips and knocked the Demon King back with a heavy blow. He turned around and cut the white silk, then picked up Lan Qingya by the waist.

"Alan, are you okay?" He asked gently.

Lan Qingya shook her head: "Master, you don't have to worry about me. Leave Song Leyao to me."

Mu Linglan behind him kindly reminded: "She is now at the peak of the late stage of spiritual cultivation, and is only a step away from the Mahayana stage. Fairy Qingya, I'm afraid you are no match for her."

Lan Qingya smiled as she jumped out of Jun Moxiao's arms, her voice filled with excitement.

"Wouldn't that be more challenging? Just what I want."

At this time, Jiang Cheng had already turned back. Jun Moxiao turned sideways and fought with him with one hand.

Jiangcheng:!

Isn't this too insulting?

He immediately turned the scimitar in his hand and was about to chop Lan Qingya.

Jun Moxiao's eyes narrowed and he blocked it immediately, attacking even more fiercely and violently, not giving him a chance to breathe.

Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, this was definitely not the strength of a human cultivator in the Mahayana stage!

"If you want to fight, do it quickly. I won't be able to hold on any longer and won't care about you anymore!"

Song Leyao slowly came out of the main house, staring at Lan Qingya with resentful eyes.

Lan Qingya summoned the Five Thunder Whip and looked at him provocatively.

"Xiaoya, let me help you!" Xu Xianyuan spoke first.

"Yes, fairy, why bother talking to her about the comings and goings? There are so many of us, let's rush forward and eliminate this traitor who is colluding with the demons!" Wang Weiran said loudly, shaking the sword in his hand.

Song Yanche stood aside, pursed his lips and said nothing.

He has made his position clear, and the best thing to do now is to reduce his presence and prevent the Song family from being implicated again.

Lan Qingya smiled and clasped her fists: "I appreciate your kindness. If I really can't do it, I will ask for help from you."

She turned her head and looked at the woman in front of her: "Fairy Le Yao, I want you to fulfill the opportunity I reserved for challenging you before."

She showed a bold and provocative expression on her face: "I want to challenge you to a fight to the death, Song Leyao, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Song Leyao now relies on her advantage in cultivation and is eager to challenge her in a duel. How could she not agree?

"This is the dumbest decision you've ever made."

Xu Xianyuan showed worry on his face. He turned to look at Jun Moxiao who was still fighting the demon king and said, "Master, your disciple is so bold, don't you care?"

Jun Moxiao's attack became three times more fierce, and Jiang Cheng was already losing ground.

"Let her be."

These three simple words express enough confidence and respect for Lan Qingya.

[I know that Master understands me best.]

Jun Moxiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his figure became more elegant and graceful.

[Wow! Master is so handsome! Master, teach that brat a lesson! ]

Song Leyao watched her excited eyes following Jun Moxiao and curled the corners of her mouth viciously.

Thirty-six fine needles appeared in front of him and shot towards Lan Qingya.

Lan Qingya continued to watch the fight with a smile on her face, without even turning her head.

With a flick of his sleeve, he removed the force of the flying needle.

She withdrew her gaze, restrained her expression and looked serious, then rushed towards Song Leyao with the whip in hand.

There was indeed a gap in their cultivation levels. At first, Song Leyao relied on this advantage to suppress Lan Qingya.

The latter took his time and resisted her fierce attack with minimal effort.

From the perspective of the disciples watching, it seemed as if they were beaten to the point where they had no power to fight back.

But the clan leader and elders, who had sharp eyes, all saw the clues.

Zeng Fanghe looked at Mu Linglan and said, "Fairy Qingya is quite smart to do this."

Mu Linglan nodded: "By the time Le Yao reacts, it will probably be too late."

At this time, the devil Jiang Cheng was already in a state of utter disgrace. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fuck, I have tried my best, he is not a human being at all! I can't beat him, I'm leaving first!"

As he spoke, he turned into a ball of red mist and dissipated in front of everyone.

Everyone:...

Leaving now?

Sell ​​out teammates without hesitation.

That's a bit too straightforward.

While sighing, one can't help but feel resentful that there is such a demon king in the mortal world.

The demons are good at hiding. If they want to lurk, the monks may not be able to find their traces.

The mortal world is the base camp of the cultivators.

How can I allow others to snore on the side of the couch?

It would be fine if I was still ignorant as before, but now that I know there is a devil like Jiang Cheng, I can't help but worry about him all the time, like a thorn in my throat.

On this side, Lan Qingya finally felt Song Leyao's reluctance after three hundred moves.

She stopped dodging and curled her lips slightly: "What's wrong, Fairy Le Yao, are you running out of energy?"