C22 provocation from the Eight Dragons

The lady was around seventeen or eighteen years old, her skin was smooth and creamy, and her face was exquisite. Even though her clothes were not tight, her voluptuous body was still outlined with curves, making her look extremely beautiful. Even compared to Shen Aojun who had an immortal appearance, she did not hold back much, but they were clearly of a different type.

If Shen Aojun could be said to be an ethereal orchid, tranquil and elegant, then the red-clothed female in front of him was a peony in the Imperial City, a warm and passionate woman. In short, their beauties each had their own merits.

The most important thing was that her jade feet were seven inches above the ground as she flew over. Her long black hair danced lightly in the wind, and her entire body was spotless, transcending the mortal world. However, her fiery-red dress added to her charm.

At this moment, as she walked step by step into the arena, her graceful figure, fiery passion, as well as all sorts of amorous feelings, were stirring the heartstrings of every male disciple present.

This girl was not unfamiliar to Lei Yang, but she could not be considered to be familiar with her. She was the precious daughter of the current Patriarch of Lei Family, Lei Yuntian.

They had long since distanced themselves.

"Ai!" As Lei Yang thought of this, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Hiss!" Wind Controlling Technique! " Some of the disciples with lower cultivation were not only attracted by her beauty, they were even amazed by her cultivation, and they endlessly gasped in surprise.

Lei Yang was also very shocked, but what surprised him was not the Wind Controlling Technique, it was only the ability that she naturally possessed after reaching the seventh floor of the Spirit Qi, it was not anything strange, but from the looks of how steady and steady her steps were, as well as the fact how perfect his control over the Spirit Qi, it was obvious that she had already entered this realm a long time ago.

This Lei Xinlan was indeed not simple. At such a young age, her cultivation had already reached the peak of the seventh floor of the Spirit Qi and she even faintly broke through to the eighth floor. It was no wonder that she would become a proud daughter of heaven in the direct line of descent.

"Sister Xinlan, why are you here?" At this time, Lei Fengyu, who had been silent all this time, looked at Lei Xinlan who was wearing a red dress and suddenly ran over to her side.

She nodded in response to all of the greetings that she had received with Lei Xinlan, especially when she saw Lei Fengyu, whose face was filled with naughty girl, running over. She even pulled her with both of her hands as her eyes were filled with the gentleness of a big sister.

"Xiao Yu, is there anyone bullying you? Is there anyone sister can help you take care of him?"

"Humph!" "Nope, I'm so strong, who would dare to bully me!" Lei Fengyu's face was full of pride, the profoundness in his eyes earlier had completely disappeared, as though he was a child.

"Hehe, little girl, you're getting smarter and smarter. It's good that you don't have any, it's good that you don't have any!" Lei Xinlan said as she caressed Lei Fengyu's head. He looked at her and was very happy.

"Oh, right. Sister Xinlan, weren't you in seclusion? When did you come out?" Lei Fengyu asked with a mischievous face. As soon as the two met, they would stand in the middle of the stage and talk casually, as if no one was around them.

The entire arena had become bustling with noise and excitement because of Lei Xinlan's arrival. Although there was no fight to watch, it did not seem to have any effect.

However, at this time, no one noticed that within the crowd, there was a grey-clothed youth wearing a hat who was silently watching everything that was happening.

The hat of the gray-robed youth was pressed down so low that his face couldn't be seen clearly. In front of him stood a white-clothed youth.

He was around eighteen years old and had a tall stature, his handsomeness carried a hint of enchantment, and at this moment, as he looked at Lei Xinlan in the arena, his eyes flashed with a trace of disdain.

The youth in white turned around and respectfully said to the grey robed youth, "Young master, the target has appeared. Now it's my turn!" He stuck out his tongue as he spoke. There was no trace of hesitation in his eyes.

However, the grey-clothed youth waved his hand and stopped the youth in white. He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, the snake needs to hit seven inches. It's not time yet. When the time comes, I will remind you!"

"Yes, Young Lord!" Although the youth in white was unwilling, he still nodded his head respectfully. He turned around, looked at the scene, and no longer spoke.

It was also at this moment that the grey-clothed youth slowly raised his head, revealing an extremely handsome face. However, there was a cold smile on his face that would cause anyone who saw it to unconsciously feel a chill in their heart.

He was none other than the eldest son of the Law Enforcement Elder, Lei Kaishan.

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After Lei Xinlan and Lei Fengyu exchanged greetings, their eyes swept across their surroundings. They finally began to pay attention to the disciples who were spectating, and then she loudly said.

Lei Xinlan was relaxed and at ease on the scene. Her cultivation at the peak of the seventh floor of the Spirit Qi caused many of the disciples on the side to halt their steps, but no one replied. It was because at that height, ordinary disciples could only look up to him.

Even though they knew the result of the spar, they were still willing to go on stage. However, their real goal was not to spar, but to get closer to see her appearance.

After a short period of silence, a disciple of the clan on the sixth floor of the Spirit Qi stepped forward. Although he was kicked to the ground in less than ten exchanges, he still stood up with a face full of smiles, and even had a look of satisfaction in his eyes, as if being kicked by Lei Xinlan was his greatest honor.

Following someone else's lead, one after another, the disciples of the clan walked into the arena. As expected, they were all knocked out by Lei Xinlan, but they did not complain at all. The result was the same, but she was still enjoying it. It was only now that Lei Yang realized that the fanaticism the members of his clan had for Lei Xinlan had already completely exceeded his imagination.

Lei Xinlan had fought more than ten matches in a row, but under her hand, the best disciple had only taken around fifty moves. As a result, in the hearts of the clan's disciples, Lei Xinlan seemed to have already become an undefeatable goddess.

Although she knew that the true experts in her family were all hiding their abilities and those fighting with her were only rookies, this feeling of being surrounded by stars and a moon still made her excited and happy.

In the eyes of the children of the family, as the Eight Dragons Tribe grew stronger and stronger, and as the direct line of descent fell, Lei Xinlan's domineering growth had actually long become a hope for the direct line of descent.

Furthermore, her example constantly inspired the younger generations of the family, making them feel that she was the target they wanted to surpass. It could also be said that she was the faith of the direct descendants.

But just as Lei Xinlan was still enjoying the feeling of being unrivalled, with many direct line disciples holding her up high, no one noticed that within the crowd, Lei Chengfeng, who had a gloomy and cold expression, suddenly spoke to the white clothed youth in front of him. "It's time, go!"

"Yes, Young Lord!" As soon as Lei Chengfeng finished speaking, he cupped his fist and with a flash, he leapt onto the stage like an unsheathed sword. Boom!

As soon as the youth appeared, he challenged the goddess in everyone's eyes, "Such a shallow cultivation technique and you still dare to show it to others? No wonder the direct descendant is declining!" Even though his voice was not loud, it sounded extremely ear-piercing in this situation.

"Where did this wild dog come from? How dare he come here and behave atrociously?"

"Who are you? "How dare you insult the goddess in my heart, I will pull your tendons and skin off!"

"Damn it, who the heck is this? He's so f * * king ignorant!"

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All the disciples of the families were still immersed in the joyful atmosphere just now, but the white-clothed youth had already made a huge contrast. This was no different than poking a huge hornet's nest.

The youth in white wore a smile on his face. He was deaf to the various voices, as if they had nothing to do with him. He put on a lazy posture!

Lei Xinlan waved her hand, signalling for the audience to quiet down, she was not angry, and cupped her fists as she asked calmly: "This brother, I wonder what makes you say that, if you do not accept it, you can go and spar on the stage, and speak with your own strength, why do you have to say such words to hurt people."

"Hahaha!" Power, do your direct line have power to speak of? With that little bit of kung fu of yours, you deserve to be called powerful. It's simply a joke! I dare say you won't last more than ten moves in my hands. " The white-clothed youth carried a devilish smile on his face, ignored everyone around him, spoke arrogantly and brazenly without restraint, and continued to challenge the bottom line between Lei Xinlan and the disciples of the families present, looking arrogant and conceited.

"You ... "You dog bastard!" A few ill-tempered disciples were about to charge out of the crowd, raising their fists towards the youth in white.

"Stop, step back!" After Lei Xinlan's rebuke, the few disciples who had rushed out, although stifled, could still forcefully suppress their anger and retreated.

Lei Xinlan was still the daughter of the Patriarch, so the person in front of her was a stranger. She did not know where she came from, her entire body was imposing and sharp, and even she could not see the depth of the youth's cultivation.

"This Young Master, what a grand battle formation. You repeatedly said that you wanted to harm me, and you are truly extremely arrogant. I have some good words to ask, but you don't know how to appreciate them. Do you think that it is easy to bully me?" Lei Xinlan raised his voice. Although his tone could still be considered calm, it was clear how hot-tempered he was.

Haha, it's really funny, I've always been a person who can be easily bullied, and it's because you're so easy to bully, that's why I want to bully you, don't fail to appreciate my kindness, and tell you that being bullied by me is your greatest honor, ordinary people wouldn't be bullied by me! The white-clothed youth acted sloppy, completely ignoring Lei Xinlan's cultivation, as if she needed a beating.

The white clothed youth's words were like sharp swords, thrusting straight into the hearts of every single direct descendant present, they were all so angry that their eyes were about to split open, Lei Xinlan was also truly angered.

"I'll give you three breaths of time to report your lowly name, or else I'll smash you to pieces!" Lei Xinlan's temper was already explosive, and with Lei Chong's repeated provocations, she no longer had anything to say to him.

"Hehe, I'm not changing my name, I'm not changing my surname, Sky Dragon Clan's Lei Chong is also, but it won't be that easy for you to beat me up!" The youth in white said in a neither hurried nor slow manner. He even had a cheap smile on his face.