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After a few words, the offensive of the two took shape again, blocking Wu Hao who was protecting the talisman. The mahogany sword is surrounded by spiritual energy, and the formation is glowing with lightning.

Under Yuan Qingqing's sword edge and Xiao Youyu's thunder formation, both Jiang Ling and Song Xudong couldn't help taking a step back, and looked at each other hesitantly, while Zhou Yan, who was hit to the ground just now, had already covered his face: "Sister Jiang, Brother Song, let's admit defeat... This is really no fun..."

"You bastard! You have a bit of backbone!" Song Xudong kicked his ass, "It's not time yet! At least try again, you see, the girls are still undefeated! Isn't it Jiang Ling?"

Jiang Ling stood at the forefront, rarely yelling, but staring at the three people in front of her complicatedly, as if she was thinking about something.

After being called by Song Xudong, she came back to her senses: "Huh? Oh, yes, this, you can't just admit defeat..."

When she said this, she rubbed her wrists, which seemed to be a sign of mobilizing her spiritual power again. Seeing this, the two people in front of them pressed down on their bodies and watched her movements closely.

In the fight just now, they have already seen that Jiang Ling is the core of the opponent's team in terms of strength and tactics. It can't be ruled out that she still has some unrevealed tricks left behind, so she has to guard against it.

The air became tense again, the two sides didn't speak, just looked at each other's hands and feet, silently rehearsing the next step in their minds.

But just when the atmosphere had reached the point where the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, there was a sudden shock, which shocked everyone.

The six people on the field all turned their heads, and saw that the iron gate leading to the residents on the lower floor was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged aunt wearing an apron and holding a rice spoon poked her head out of it, her face full of anger.

"What are you doing?! Making such a big commotion?! I live on the top floor and it's so noisy!" When she saw a few young people in front of her, she immediately opened her voice, "I'm cooking! I heard people on the top floor. Who fired the cannons! It’s not Chinese New Year, what are you messing around with…”

She choked up halfway through her words, and she stared wide-eyed at the mess on the top floor: broken tiles all over the floor, still smelling of burnt fire and lightning strikes; there were some spells on the wall, In her opinion, it was graffiti with unknown meaning; some walls had been cut off by the blade, and fell down in pieces.

"What are you doing?! Ah?!"

The aunt squinted her waist and stared at the people in front of her: "I bought it at my house on the top of this building! What are you doing here? Are you setting off firecrackers? You smashed all the bricks I laid! This Who smashed it?!"

Several people bowed their heads neatly, all of them looked like law-abiding three-good students, reserved, dignified, and well-behaved.

"Ask you guys! Who smashed it?!"

Several people present pondered for a few seconds, reviewed the battle process just now, and then all pointed behind Xiao Youyu: "He."

Xiao Youyu:? ? ?

Before he could react, he saw the aunt's wolf-like eyes sweeping over: "Good boy! Just blow up the roof of my house with firecrackers?"

"I..." Xiao Youyu was slapped on the face by her when he saw it, his momentum was suppressed by more than half, and he quickly surrendered, "I'm sorry, how much is this brick? I will pay you..."

"Compensation? Seeing that you are still studying like this? You didn't make any money, so why should you pay?"

The aunt cut it, turned around and picked up a bundle of brooms from the corridor: "Anyway, this brick is several years old, and it's not worth much. If you sweep it up for me, it will be regarded as compensation for me. Clean it up." Click! Stop yelling, someone is sleeping!"

She threw the bundle of brooms in front of several students, slammed the door and walked away, leaving several students staring at each other.

"...So are you still fighting?"

"Fuck me, if you beat us again, we will be sent to drink tea, right?"

"We are all immortal cultivators, why are we still afraid of drinking tea?"

"Teacher Wei said that immortal cultivators can't do whatever they want...at least they must abide by the Basic Law."

"Don't fight anymore, I can't fight." Jiang Ling raised her hands above her head, "I didn't expect that they were all mortals.

The gap can be that big. We've lost this wave, but... let's clean up the battlefield first. "

"...You call this cleaning the battlefield?"

That's what I said, but after all, the few students still retreated, grabbed the brooms obediently, and instantly turned competition into cooperation. They swept the messy roof of the building and wiped away the tiles painted with spells. Bag it up and throw it away.

Wei Ze, who witnessed this scene by the Tianji mirror, let out a sigh of relief: Fortunately, these students didn't carry him out to compensate...

However, judging from this incident, immortal cultivators will inevitably return to the city in the future. The conflict between this immortal law and the modern city is also a big problem, and we have to think about how to solve it first.

...

At the same time, in the room of the residents on the top floor.

Aunt Wei Qun stewed the meat, and after listening to the lightning and thunderous crackling noise upstairs finally subsided, she sat down on the sofa with satisfaction, and casually clicked on a small video, intending to use this to pass the time while waiting for the food to be cooked.

As soon as you open the software, the app will automatically push today's hottest items. She clicked on one of the short video clips titled "Extreme Live Horror! A Suspected Immortal Cultivator Appears!" When the video loaded, a comment below was displayed.

"I'll go! It's also on the small video!"

"How can you see this on the hot list today?"

"The original anchor is the dead brother of the xx live broadcast, right? Could it be a deliberate hype?"

"Hype? In the original video, he really fell down the stairs! And this video is the screen recording of the people who watched the live broadcast at that time. Hype is not such a hype, right?"

"Looking at the barrage reaction at the time, this video seems to be real-time, isn't it fake?"

"Report to the internet police?"

"No way, no way, no one really believes that there are immortal cultivators in the world, right?"

...

The aunt flipped through the comments casually. People at her age still don't quite understand the specific meaning of "immortal cultivator", but even so, she knew that this should be a very powerful concept that should not exist in real life, which made her unable to help but look forward to it.

After flipping through the comments for more than ten seconds, the video was loaded. The content was a live video. In the picture, the three people were like apes in the forest, flying up and down among the roofs tens of meters high, like walking on the ground. Just watching the movements in the video made her feel her heart rate quicken and her whole body tensed up.

"My God, it's really flying at such a high place, but it's really not an ordinary person. This is what these young people call 'immortal cultivators', really amazing..."

The aunt sighed, she was so engrossed in watching that she almost forgot that there was still meat stewed in the pot, and she stared straight at it. However, as the progress bar moved forward, the shooting camera kept deflecting, and she also discovered a strange thing.

"Why does the place where the video was shot look so familiar..." She frowned, and then suddenly a thunderbolt came, "This...isn't this the roof of my house?!"