Help! Whose junior sister is a physical cultivator?

"Who are you?"

Qiao Chuanxue couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.

An Xi replied with a smile on her face.

"It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know that I'm here to take Fu Rou's life."

After saying that, she patted Qiao Chuanxue on the shoulder, then turned around and caught up with Fu Rou and Fu Hanfeng.

Qiao Chuanxue, however, seemed to be possessed and followed An Xi.

"What did you just say?

Are you here to kill Fu Rou?"

An Xi fiddled with the fire poker and nodded.

"Stand away from me later, don't let the blood splash on you."

After saying that, she rushed forward without saying anything else and blocked the two people's way.

The group of people who were about to leave also stopped.

Fu Rou, huddled in Fu Hanfeng's arms, instantly turned as pale as paper.

"An Xi!"

Accompanied by a delicate cry, a man appeared with a fire stick in his hand and a playful smile on his face. It was An Xi.

"Auntie, I'm here!"

An Xi said with a smile, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Before she finished her words, the fire stick in her hand stabbed towards Fu Rou like lightning, at a speed so fast that it was dazzling.

Fu Hanfeng reacted extremely quickly. He turned around suddenly and narrowly avoided An Xi's attack.

At the same time, there was anger in his voice.

"Who are you? Why are you hurting Rouer?"

He glared at An Xi, the anger in his eyes seemed to devour her.

An Xi curled the corners of her mouth and revealed a big smile.

"I am the King of Hell who is here to take her life! If you don't want to live, get out of the way quickly, and don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Fu Hanfeng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He had never expected that the girl in front of him would be so arrogant.

He quickly protected Fu Rou behind him and stared at An Xi nervously.

"Tsk, you are overestimating yourself!"

An Xi snorted lightly, and the fire stick in his hand began to spin like a windmill, turning into a fierce attack and pounced towards Fu Hanfeng.

When everyone saw that something was not right, they hurriedly spoke up to dissuade them.

"My friend, don't be impulsive! Let's talk it over nicely!"

However, An Xi ignored him completely. Her eyes were firm and cold, and it seemed that she was determined to kill Fu Rou.

The Fu family's guards quickly stepped forward, protecting the two of them behind them, and said coldly

"My friend, are you sure you want to cause trouble at the Fu family?"

An Xi raised her eyebrows and didn't bother to talk to them any more, so she directly played the video of Fu Rou becoming a demon.

"What? The Fu family actually dared to protect the demons. Do they not allow others to come here to exorcise demons?"

The head of the Fu family looked at the shadow in the air and his expression became extremely ugly.

An Xi's words caused a commotion among the people around them. The Fu family's harboring of demons was a serious crime.

"This is slander! An Xi, show me the evidence!" Fu Rou shouted loudly, totally disregarding her gentle image.

An Xi sneered and waved the fire stick again, pointing it at Fu Rou.

"You still want evidence? Then I'll beat you up today and expose your true colors!"

After saying that, she flashed and pounced towards Fu Rou.

Seeing this, Fu Hanfeng hurriedly used his skills to try to stop An Xi, but An Xi's strength was obviously above his.

After several rounds, An Xi successfully broke through Fu Hanfeng's defense, and the fire stick was about to hit Fu Rou.

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly descended and blocked An Xi's attack.

"My dear friend, why don't you just talk it out? Why do you have to fight?"

An old man walked out of the crowd. An Xi looked at the old man who suddenly appeared and knew that this man had a high level of cultivation and would be difficult to deal with.

But she did not back down. She held the fire poker in her hand and looked at the other party vigilantly.

"Old man, what do you want to do? Stay out of my business!"

An Xi said loudly.

The old man smiled and stroked his beard.

"My dear friend, please don't be anxious. Can you please give me some face and put down your weapons first so that we can have a good talk?"

Qiao Chuanxue also ran over at this time, pulled the corner of An Xi's clothes, and said softly.

"Fellow Daoist, he is the ancestor of the Fu family. Why don't you listen to what he says first?"

An Xi looked at Qiao Chuanxue, then at the old man in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally put away the fire stick.

"What do you have to say?"

"I am just curious. The demons were sealed ten thousand years ago. There is no trace of demons in the entire cultivation world. How can you be so sure that she is a demon? Just based on a phantom?"

An Xi's face was as cold as ice. She stared at Fu Rou and said.

“All the cultivators in the entire Lingwan Continent know that she is a demon, you can find out by just asking anyone.

Now you just hand her over to me."

Upon hearing this, Fu Hanfeng hurriedly said, "Grandfather, Rou'er..."

The old man waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Feng'er, this matter is of great importance and is beyond your control.

Are you going to gamble the fate of the entire Fu family?

And there is no need for this young friend to use his demon identity to wrongly accuse her."

An Xi looked at Fu Rou with a smile, her face full of teasing.

"After wearing the guise of a monk for so long, do you really think of yourself as a monk?

Change back to your original form and show off your high-slit clothes."

Fu Rou's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it. She held a spiritual weapon tightly in her hand, her eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.

"An Xi, you can't beat me. I am the chosen one!"

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and the seemingly ordinary spiritual weapon seemed to have intelligence and flew straight towards the ancestor of the Fu family.

An Xi thought it was some magic weapon for escape, but she didn't expect that this magic weapon could actually control the ancestor of the Fu family.

The Fu family's ancestor instantly became furious. He gathered his spiritual power and attacked An Xi frantically.

Everyone was caught off guard. The head of the Fu family was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He tried to wake up the ancestor, but to no avail.

When the Lingyin Sect and Qingyun Sect members finally arrived, they saw that the fight had already begun.

Yi Zhao’s eyes widened.

"Who is that? How dare you bully my junior sister?"

Gu Zhifan narrowed his eyes and hissed.

"Nuclear Refining Stage? Looking at his appearance, he seems to be under control as well."

Several people looked over, and Xie Qingyuan saw Fu Rou at a glance.

"Furou is there."

Wei Xianzhi's expression changed.

"She is the one who controlled that senior. Let's go help Xiaoxi!"

An Xi dodged the attack nimbly by leaning sideways. While dealing with the attack from the Fu family ancestor, she kept an eye on Fu Rou's movements.

At this time, Fu Rou took advantage of the chaos and used a spiritual weapon to attack the people from the Fu family who were trying to capture her, and then tried to escape from the scene.

Seeing this, An Xi quickly threw out a talisman, temporarily trapping Fu Rou.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" An Xi shouted angrily and rushed towards Fu Rou with all his strength.

However, the Fu family patriarch's attacks became more and more fierce, making it impossible for her to escape.

At the critical moment, Yi Zhao and others arrived in time and joined forces to resist the attack of the ancestor of the Fu family.

"Junior sister! Let us lend you a helping hand!" Yi Zhao shouted.

With the support of her companions, An Xi became more confident. She sped up and finally succeeded in catching Fu Rou.

"Fu Rou, you can't escape!" An Xi grabbed Fu Rou's arm tightly, with a flash of determination in her eyes.

An Xi was about to subdue Fu Rou, but saw Fu Rou's body began to change.