Chapter 86
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Wu Xian, the invincible Wu Xian in Feng Xueling's eyes, was sent flying just like that?
Was he sent flying so easily and effortlessly?
How could it be possible?
Didn't he have a chance to fight back?
Yanran just casually pointed at him with her little finger.
It was just like a dream! If Yanran showed that it was very difficult, Feng Xueling and the others would not be like this.
They estimated that Yanran should be at the level of the half-step Wu Xian. It seemed that she was only one step away from the real Wu Xian, but it was this step that made many people unable to break through.
It was not without reason that there were only a few Martial Immortals.
That said, it wasn't as if there were no exceptional individuals capable of seriously injuring a Martial Immortal with the cultivation of Half Step Martial Immortal. Perhaps they would use some sort of secret technique, or perhaps they would ignite their own soul or some other things to accomplish their goal.
Although Feng Xueling and the others had not really heard of such a thing, it was not unacceptable. The whole world was very big, and it was not strange for such a person to appear.
However, Yanran didn't use those strange things, didn't burn her soul, and didn't look like she was in a sorry state.
It was as if, as if even the high and mighty Wu Xian was just a plaything in the hands of Yanran.
But, but how was this possible?
Wu Xian!
This was Wu Xian!
It was not some strange thing, nor was it Wu Ling, Wu Huang.
A Wu Xian was enough to destroy the whole sky!
Could such a existence like Yanran's bar be easily smashed away?
And it was such a means …
At this time, Yanran had become a great figure in the hearts of Feng Xueling and the others. Unconsciously, they had some slight changes in their view of Yanran.
How could such a person be so close to them?
This feeling was really …
It was hard to explain.
And after Yanran displayed such power, she didn't seem to have any self-awareness at all. She continued to tidy up her clothes as if she didn't know what kind of proud achievement she had made.
Of course, Yanran didn't want to know either.
For a moment, the air quieted down. It was time for Wu Xian to come out from the bottom of the sea.
"Sunset was rude. I don't know how I offended Miss Yanran. I will definitely change, definitely change."
Even though she was beaten, Sunset didn't dare to do anything drastic, nor did she dare to seek justice for herself. This was the benefit of being powerful. Keep shouting, where are you? Gather? Play with a grunt? Waving a small disconsolate tailor
Some time ago, the Sunset Goddess had seen the result of Yanran's battle with the other Martial Immortals. With a single punch, the peak Martial Immortals from other worlds were all defeated. How could an existence like that be something that the Sunset Goddess, who had just become a Martial Immortal, could do as she pleased?
When Yanran hit him, even if there was no reason, he could only endure it.
If it was some low-level cultivator who did the slightest bit unsatisfactory to him, the Setting Sun Martial Immortal would have slapped him. Yet, he was still grumbling here?
"Hmm …" Yanran looked at the middle-aged man in front of her who called himself Sunset Wu Xian. After thinking for a while, she decided not to attack him anymore. She just needed to vent a little. If she continued to hit him, it would be a little unreasonable.
After looking at the Peacock under her body, Yanran said to the person in front of her.
"Aren't you that Wu Xian? Come over and see if you can restore my mount to its original state. It looks like it won't wake up. "
"Yes, yes …" Sunset said hurriedly. Since it was Yanran's order, he naturally had to hurry over. He looked at the Peacock and lowered his head.
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