The Otherworldly God

Chapter 336

Le Zhengrong didn't think that Le Zheng Shuiling had very strong skills. His speed and reaction were good, but his moves were a bit disorganized, as if he just used whatever he thought of.

What made him most anxious was Le Zheng Shuiling's weapon. Sometimes it looked like a wooden stick, so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. Sometimes it turned into a whip, and sometimes it turned into nunchakus... It seemed that as long as Le Zheng Shuiling wanted, it could change into any shape.

As a result, he failed to react in time and was hit by Le Zheng Shuiling's stick and flew out. He couldn't help but curse "weird".

Le Zhengrong stood up and stretched his muscles. He originally thought that he could learn from his mistakes and start to take it seriously. After all, he had a certain understanding of Le Zheng Shuiling's weapons.

He felt Le Zhengfeng's gaze, and saw his angry face when he glanced at him. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and subconsciously became nervous.

Le Zhengrong formed seals with his hands and released a tiger burning with blazing flames, which was difficult to resist.

Le Zheng Shuiling bent down and rotated Qianji to protect herself from the flames. The tiger had just jumped over when Le Zhengrong attacked from above. Le Zheng Shuiling held Qianji horizontally in front of her to block his attack. This was no longer a simple contest of strength.

"You are so disrespectful to your elders, and you still dare to let a girl like me hold you up."

"Humph, if you are not as skilled as others, just admit it. It's not shameful."

Le Zheng Shuiling's Qianji trembled, as if reminding her of the danger. Le Zheng Shuiling reacted immediately, remembering that the three of them had learned a lot of forbidden techniques. Now that the distance was so close, as long as he used it well, he could really kill her silently.

Le Zheng Shui Ling felt that something was wrong with someone infiltrating her magic circle. Then she looked at his smug face and smiled.

Just when Yue Zhengrong thought he had succeeded, he dodged and let the tiger pounce on him, trying to burn all the evidence.

Le Zheng Qiming was distracted by worry and was slapped by Le Zhengliang. He quickly formed a seal to defend himself and looked at the small amount of clothes ashes flying in the sky.

"Shui Ling? How come?"

Le Ying was so excited that she almost rushed out, but was pulled back by Mu Xin.

"She's fine."

"really?"

"It seems that Mo Yu still has some skills."

Although Mu Xin looked calm, Le Ying couldn't help but worry, not only about her, but also about Le Zhengfang and others, and even Le Zhengqin.

"Hahaha, what a conceited girl."

"Who's conceited? Isn't it you?"

Le Zheng Shuiling had already taken off her outer layer of clothes, wearing casual clothes that made her feel more comfortable. She appeared behind Le Zheng Rong with Qianji on her shoulder.

"how come?"

Yue Zhengrong soon attacked her again and joined forces with Huo Hu to attack her.

"It seems that you still have some skills, but these skills are not enough."

Le Zheng Shui Ling smiled slightly, with a cunning light in her eyes: "Really? Then you better watch out."

The Qianji in her hand changed again and instantly turned into a flower. It was bright red in color, and its petals were like needle-thin fingers holding the pistil.

Seeing her pinching the flower branch and smiling wickedly, Le Zhengrong felt that she was evil, frowned, and did not dare to move forward easily.

Only the flaming tiger roared and rushed towards Le Zheng Shuiling, but Le Zheng Shuiling was agile and dodged it easily. With a backhand swing, Qianji turned into a stick and smashed at the flaming tiger.

With a "bang!", the Flame Tiger was smashed in half, and let out a painful roar. Qianji quickly turned into a nunchaku, which was spun by Le Zheng Shuiling, completely shattering the flames, and the Flame Tiger just dissipated into the air.

Seeing this, Yue Zhengrong was shocked and thought to himself, "It seems that he must have some skills to be able to return from the Black Forest. It's not just luck."

He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands again, and the Flame Tiger condensed again, but this time, he added forbidden techniques, trying to defeat Le Zheng Shui Ling in one fell swoop. The color of the Flame Tiger's body was no longer the flaming red flame, but a shiny black, which looked dangerous.

Le Zhengshuiling felt that the air around her became scorching hot, and a heat wave came towards her. She knew that Le Zhengrong was going to get serious.

She smiled slightly and murmured to herself, "It's just a dead thing without a soul. How pathetic."

The Qianji in Le Zheng Shuiling's hand turned into a red Lycoris radiata again, and she threw it at the tiger. Countless bright red needles pierced through its body, freezing it along with the forbidden technique, and flew directly towards Le Zheng Rong.

Yue Zhengrong was startled and unable to dodge, so he had to seal and use magic to defend himself. This needle was made of flower petals, and when it touched his magic shield, it became extremely soft and followed his magic shield, surrounding him instead.

Le Zheng Shuiling stared at him sharply, "You always think we are conceited, we are like newborn calves that are not afraid of tigers, we can't see your strength clearly, we are arrogant and stupid, aren't you? It's not your fault that you don't understand the enemy, but you underestimate the enemy again and again, then you deserve it."

Le Zhengrong had no time to refute her, and what she said seemed to be true, because he felt that although he had used magic to defend against her attack, the petals were very strange and seemed to be constantly absorbing some invisible power in his body, making him begin to feel tired and dazed.

Le Zheng Qiming was also stunned. He felt that he had only not seen her for half a month, but how come he was the most behind among the three of them?

In a moment of carelessness, Le Zhengliang slipped away, came to Mu Xin, and strangled her throat from behind.

Le Zheng Yuhua reacted the fastest, but was stopped by Le Zhengfeng and calmed down instead. Le Zhengfeng couldn't tell whether he was really calm or just pretending to be calm.

"Qiming, why did you let him run away?"

"I just saw you were distracted."

"What about the barrier?"

"I just stopped them from coming in, don't restrict us from going out."

"I am... a despicable fellow."

"Miss!"

Mu Xin shook her head slightly to stop Le Ying from making a move. Le Ying could only stand there with her fists clenched, blaming herself, "If I hadn't been so focused on Shui Ling, I wouldn't have given him the chance to hold the young lady hostage."

Before Le Zhengfang could speak, Le Zhengqin looked at Le Zhengshuiling and said, "This is my personal matter. Elder, I'm afraid it's despicable for you to do this, right?"

"You have time to lecture me now? Not to mention that she is my Le Zheng's legitimate wife, even if she is an outsider, it is unforgivable for her to plot against me. Tell me, are you Mu family planning to deal with our Le Zheng?"

"Does Elder Liang still need my answer? You can always find excuses to accuse someone of something."

"Do you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you? Le Zheng is not someone who can come and go as he pleases. There are many exceptions in your mansion. Don't take advantage of our respect for the Mu Mansion and our repeated humility. Anyone who wants to hurt Le Zheng will never be forgiven."

Mu Xin immediately understood that he was going to pin the blame on her for Murong Ying's crime. Although the matter was indeed related to her, Kele Zhengliang didn't care what the truth was. Whether there was evidence or not, she was the one responsible.

"You are the ones who have been hurting Le Zheng. I will return this sentence to you intact."