Another day has passed.

late at night.

The top floor of the largest and most prosperous restaurant in Akabane Village.

The lights are brightly lit and the place is lively.

Everyone wears valuable robes and speaks in extraordinary ways.

Even the maids who come and go are well-educated and beautiful as flowers, twisting their waists to receive guests.

They randomly pick anyone and put it in the low-level tick box, and they are all top-notch figures.

The music of silk and bamboo floats slowly.

In the center of the hall, sitting on the main seat is Xiang Ren of the Red Feather Sect. The stars around him are towering over the moon, and his status is aloof.

After arriving at Chiyu Manor, Xiang Ren received invitations to such banquets every night.

There shouldn't be too many people who want to use him to join the Red Feather Sect.

Most of the people who come and go are famous wealthy businessmen and gang leaders in the village.

Of course, the three major families still have the largest number of people, and Shi Zuofei is also among them.

At the banquet, someone complained.

"Yesterday, the rumormonger made noise again in the middle of the night, making people sleepless."

"Isn't that right? Talking about an imminent spiritual disaster is really messing up your head."

A slightly wealthy businessman curled his lips and said, "As a result, there have been fewer customers coming to my store these days."

"Has anyone really believed this rumor?"

"There are still some. Look at that boss Zhang who sells spiritual rice. He has made a lot of money in the past two days. The price of rice has gone up."

Hearing this, Xiang Ren was a little unhappy and turned around and said.

"Everyone, I dare to say that there will never be a spiritual disaster."

"What that madman said is complete nonsense."

Everyone responded and expressed their support.

"What Senior Xiang said is absolutely true!"

But someone else said: "Last night, three foundation-building attempts failed to catch him."

"Allowing crazy people to continue spreading rumors like this is not conducive to the security and stability of the city."

Xiang Ren was already a little drunk at this time, so he simply answered.

"This son confuses people's hearts, disrupts order, and destroys the internal stability of Chiyu Manor. It is really abominable."

"If he dares to show up tonight, I will personally take action to make sure he never comes back!"

Suddenly, there was another outpouring of praise.

People may doubt Xiang Ren's character, but not his strength.

Just his foundation building skills are enough to make most people look up to him.

Not to mention, it is the foundation of the Red Feather Sect.

Even in the early stage of foundation building, the combat power is comparable to that of ordinary casual cultivators in the middle or even later stages.

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The song ends and everyone disperses.

At the door of the small building, Xiang Ren let go of the waist of the maid beside him and walked alone on the street.

Someone had previously secretly introduced a woman to him, but he rejected it.

In Xiang Ren's opinion, what is snatched is always better than what is delivered to your door.

"By the way, Lu Ming's fiancée has a sweet and savage temperament, maybe... she will be a good toy."

"It's just enough to force Lu Ming to take action, and then it's natural..."

There was a trace of desire in his eyes, and he was thinking about when to take action.

Unknowingly, we arrived at a relatively remote place.

The night is dark.

There was silence all around.

Xiang Ren didn't take it seriously either, he just wanted to find out if there were any suitable targets nearby.

He takes a step forward...

In an instant, an extremely sharp stabbing pain came from his keen spiritual consciousness.

laugh!

A simple black light suddenly fell from his original position.

With just one blow, the flat and solid stone slab was crushed into powder by the force.

The black light suddenly turned and slashed towards him.

Xiang Ren was horrified and shocked.

But foundation building is foundation building after all.

As the spiritual power circulated, his body seemed to disappear, and when he reappeared, he was several meters away.

"You are so brave!"

Xiang Ren looked gloomy as he looked at the madman who dared to attack him.

But he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

What was in front of him was a being that was hard to tell whether it was human or not.

The opponent only has the general shape of a human being, and his body is covered with a layer of strange armor, just like a living creature.

His face was even more ferocious and terrifying, with no facial features visible.

Only the scarlet color block stared at him silently, ominously and strangely.

Xiang Ren lost his mind for this second.

The strange figure rushed out like a cannonball, making a sound of piercing the air.

The heavy sword has arrived in front of you!

Keng!

A silver flying sword pierced out from between Xiang Ren's eyebrows, like a white sword that knocked away the heavy sword.

However, the heaviness and hardness of the heavy knife exceeded his expectations.

It can only be bounced away, but cannot be cut directly.

"Just practicing Qi and pretending to be a ghost!"

Anger surged in his heart, and Xiang Ren looked ferocious.

The flying sword quickly grew in size and was attached with sharp silver light. It flashed past and hit the monster's chest.

But at the moment when the sword blade was about to cut through the armor.

His body suddenly became as slippery as a snake, and his spine shifted to a certain extent, forcing him to avoid the blow of the flying sword.

The distance between the two people further shortened.

Xiang Ren could even feel his surging Qi and blood, like lava rushing and a tiger roaring.

The powerful and heavy black shadow fell again!

"Get away!"

Xiang Ren shouted angrily, and the air around him twisted, sending out a strong repulsive force in an attempt to push Anle away.

However, several spikes extended from the armor and pierced deeply into the ground.

Anle stood there as if rooted in the ground.

Heixuan in his hand was slashed against the repulsive force.

The output of spiritual power reached its maximum, Hei Xuan trembled and whined, and the magic circle on the sword almost collapsed.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

Xiang Ren's eyes were empty, his face was pale, and his body fell backwards like a rag bag.

It seems like life is dying.

But Anle didn't relax at all.
To be continued...