"Senior Sister Lan Xi, my heart already belonged to someone. You should find someone else!"
Lu Ren casually found an excuse to refuse.
He had long wanted to curse. Did my Scrap Bloodline eat your family's rice?
Seeing Lu Ren refuse, Lan Xi said in surprise, "Junior Brother Lu Ren, with your Scrap Bloodline, no woman would ever fancy you. The outstanding female disciples in the sect only fancy genius disciples with Fifth-grade or Sixth-grade Bloodlines!"
"Senior Sister, please go back. I still need to cultivate!"
Lu Ren made a gesture of invitation, having no patience to continue talking with her.
Lan Xi's expression suddenly changed as she shouted, "Lu Ren, don't fail to appreciate favors! With your Scrap Bloodline, if you hadn't been lucky enough to obtain the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor's Legacy, how could you have become a Spirit Stream Realm martial artist? I gave you face, yet you refused to take it? Let's see how I deal with you!"
Whoosh!
As she spoke, Lan Xi produced a longsword in her hand. Its blade was covered in poison, and like a venomous snake, it stabbed toward Lu Ren's chest.
"Courting death!"
Lu Ren frowned and stomped hard. The entire ground caved in as powerful Dragon Elephant True Qi erupted from him, brimming with supreme tyranny.
With a flip of his palm, he took the Ghost Slaying Sword from his Storage Ring and swung it fiercely, directly blocking Lan Xi's strike. Then Lu Ren threw a punch with his left hand.
Mountain Shaking Fist!
Lan Xi was slightly startled. She had not expected Lu Ren to block her sword. Her other hand likewise thrust out a palm strike!
Bang!
Fist and palm collided. Lu Ren did not move an inch, while Lan Xi flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of