It turns out that I am a peerless warrior

Because they didn\'t see clearly what happened, Peng Ying\'s sword had already fallen into the river.

Peng Ying\'s face looked like she had seen a ghost, looking at Yao Ling\'er in fear.

Others didn\'t know it, but she knew it clearly as the person involved. Yao Ling\'er just flicked her sword with her fingers, and the force that came from it made her unable to hold the sword and let it go.

Even now, that power is making her arms numb.

"you you you you……"

Looking at Yao Ling\'er, Peng Ying\'s face turned pale and she subconsciously stepped back.

"What am I?"

Yao Ling\'er narrowed her eyes, pushed towards Peng Ying step by step, and said in a low voice: "You are a little ninth level warrior, where do you get the courage to be so arrogant?"

At the same time as the voice fell, Yao Ling\'er quietly exuded a pressure and enveloped Peng Ying.

Peng Ying backed away in fear, especially when she felt this coercion, fear spread rapidly in her heart. The arrogance just now was gone, leaving only a deep fear.

She also couldn\'t figure out why Yao Ling\'er, a dignified monk, would have such respect for an ant like Yi Feng, and even become his fan, like a gentleman!

"Do you think you, a ninth-level warrior, are worthy of being called a cultivator?" At this time, Yao Ling\'er pressed the question mercilessly, and her words were all serious.

"Are you worthy?"

Peng Ying looked ugly and kept silent.

"I\'m asking you something."

Yao Ling\'er asked forcefully.

As the voice fell, Peng Ying was slapped on the face.

"you……"

"What are you?"

When the voice fell, he slapped Peng Ying on the face again, and then continued to ask: "Tell me, with such a little cultivation, do you deserve to be called a cultivator?"

"No……"

Peng Ying hesitated, his expression full of unwillingness.

"why no?"

Yao Ling\'er continued to ask, and at the same time slapped him away.

Suddenly, Peng Ying\'s face turned red from being beaten, as red and swollen as a pig, and tears of grievance fell from her eyes.

And seeing such a scene, everyone including Yi Feng was stunned.

This woman is too hot, isn\'t she?

Seeing Yao Ling\'er about to slap her again, Peng Ying said unwillingly with tears in her eyes: "No, I don\'t deserve it..."

"Humph, then get out!"

Yao Ling\'er sneered disdainfully and slapped him again.

"ah!"

With a scream, Peng Ying\'s body rolled in the air, and then hit the river heavily.

Without looking at Peng Ying again, Yao Ling\'er turned around and looked at Yi Feng, the expression on her face had changed into a charming one.

"Greetings, sir."

She said softly, and at the same time gave a slight salute to Yifeng.

"Thank you for your help, girl." Yi Feng responded softly.

"Sir, you\'re welcome." Yao Ling\'er said softly, "I\'m afraid you don\'t know who I am, sir. I am..."

However, just as she was about to finish her sentence, Yi Feng smiled and interrupted: "No need to go to such trouble, we have already met before."

"Have you met before?"

Hearing this, Yao Ling\'er\'s body trembled.

He suddenly froze on the spot and couldn\'t say a word for a while. Could it be that he already knew his identity?

His last disguise had already been seen through by him?

Involuntarily, Yao Ling\'er broke out in a cold sweat!

Thinking of this, she quickly explained: "Sir, I\'m really sorry. It was because of..."

"Needless to say, it\'s no big deal."

Yi Feng waved and said with a smile that he had indeed seen Yao Ling\'er just now. After all, Yao Ling\'er pretended to fall down in front of him, but he didn\'t notice it.

The reason why I didn\'t help her was because I didn\'t know her. After all, if an unknown beauty suddenly behaved like this, there must be something evil!

But now it seems that I wrongly blamed her, she turned out to be his fan.

Fans admire their idols and it\'s not too much to do something girly to attract his attention, so seeing her anxious and embarrassed look, Yi Feng interrupted her at the right time.

After all, women are shy, so it is best to see through things without telling them.

It’s just that my damn appearance and talent...

Hearing what Yi Feng said, Yao Ling\'er subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

In my heart, I couldn\'t help but smile bitterly.

It turns out that others already knew my identity.

What makes her feel fortunate is that he seems to have no problem with his identity. It\'s really hard to guess what kind of person he is!

However, if you think about it carefully, you can find the reason. In his eyes, Xuanwu Sect is just a small sect, and he really doesn\'t take it to heart.

However, if you see through your own identity, it’s better not to see through your own purpose!

Thinking of this, Yao Ling\'er felt a little shy and a little nervous.

"And Miss Yun\'er, thank you too." Yi Feng helped Mao Yun\'er on the side and said softly.

"Thank you, sir."

Feeling the strength of Yi Feng\'s arm, Mao Yuner lowered her head and blushed with embarrassment.

"It\'s nothing. It\'s my turn to thank you. By the way, to express my gratitude, I\'ll treat you two to dinner tonight!" Yi Feng said softly.

Upon hearing this, the faces of the two women suddenly lit up and they agreed quickly.

This scene was simply the envy of others, and there were looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

When this happened, Yi Feng had no interest in this poetry conference. He glanced complicatedly at Peng Ying who was still in the river, and Yi Feng and the two girls left for the time being.

After Yi Feng and others left, a white-robed figure quickly came over and landed in the crowd.

"Wow, another monk."

When everyone saw this, they all ran away, but they did not expect that another cultivator would come.

The visitor was none other than Yu Wujie, who had just come down from the mountain. He finally got out of the Qingshan Gate Prison and couldn\'t wait to make an appointment with Peng Ying to meet here.

"Ying\'er, Ying\'er, where are you?" Yu Wujie shouted loudly.

"Brother Wujie, I..."

At this time, Peng Ying, who had just come out of the river, met Yu Wujie head-on before she could clean up.

"What\'s wrong with you?"

Yu Wujie\'s face darkened and he asked quickly.

"me……"