After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

After saying this, Luo Huanzhen turned to the cultivators of the Imperial Sword Sect behind him and said:

"Didn't you guys ask me before how strong I am? Well... I'm probably only stronger than him."

After saying that, Luo Huanzhen curled up the corners of his mouth, arrogantly revealing half of his cute little tiger tooth.

Her voice wasn't loud.

It was only heard by this group of Imperial Sword Sect disciples.

All the disciples stared at Luo Huanzhen, their eyes shifting from shock and awe to admiration.

Their eyes were flashing with a wild light.

It turns out that the biggest hidden mastermind behind the Moon Spirit Kingdom's extermination operation is from our Eastern Continent.

This so-called Nascent Soul stage elder of the Central Plains Hunyuan Sect, what kind of person is he?

"Waaaaah..."

A sobbing sound could be heard.

Suddenly, a burly man from the Imperial Sword Sect squatted down in front of Luo Huanzhen and started crying, like a wronged little wife.

He wailed inconsolably, "Sect Leader Luo, they from the Central Continent are bullying our cultivators from the Eastern Continent! This old man surnamed Luo even hit our elder!"

With this disciple taking the lead, the other disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect reacted immediately.

They all wiped their eyes with the backs of their hands and started crying.

Those who had no tears would spit on their faces, making themselves look extremely miserable.

Even the elder of the Imperial Sword Sect, who was helped up by his disciples, coughed up another mouthful of blood.

They've finally found a powerful backer.

With someone backing you up, of course you have to file a complaint immediately!

Everyone, whether squatting or lying down, was significantly shorter than Luo.

Luo was really small, and would have been easily hidden in a crowd.

However, at this moment, he was forcibly elevated to the status of a star surrounded by the moon by the sword cultivators of the Imperial Sword Sect.

She's the most dazzlingly handsome guy.

With dark circles under his eyes, Luo Yixian stood up and looked at Luo Huanzhen in disbelief—he had been caught off guard and beaten by a child!

This is an utter disgrace.

Wen Heng quickly rushed to Luo Yixian's side with the others from Hunyuan Sect and helped him up.

"Elder Luo, are you alright!" Her face was full of concern, then she glared angrily at Luo Huanzhen. "Luo Huanzhen, you're despicable! You actually launched a sneak attack!"

The members of the Imperial Sword Sect, who had been crying, immediately hardened their expressions and began to berate Wen Heng:

"Shut up, you traitor!"

"You ungrateful wretch raised by the Xuantian Sect! Get out of the Xuantian Sect right now!"

"You are wearing Xuan Tian Sect disciple identity badges, which is simply tarnishing the identity of Sect Master Luo."

Wen Heng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot after being scolded.

Are they disciples of the Xuantian Sect or are we?

How come these damn sword cultivators are so quick-witted? Weren't they supposed to be quiet and reserved?

Luo Yixian was truly enraged this time.

"Although I don't know how you eliminated that Void Refinement Realm Ghost King, there's no point in investigating the Ghost King anymore. But you attacked me, so you must pay the price!"

He pushed Wen Heng away, made hand seals, and summoned his magical artifact.

That was a flag.

As the wind rose higher, in an instant, the sky and clouds changed color, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

Luo was genuinely surprised.

Luo Yixian immediately noticed the shock on Luo Huanzhen's face. He sneered, "Even if you regret it and want to apologize, it's too late! You little brat."

"Elder! Kill her!!"

"Kill her! Kill her!!"

"To insult an elder of my Hunyuan Sect is to insult my entire Hunyuan Sect! Slay this brat! Protect my sect and uphold its prestige!"

"Slay this brat! Protect my sect, uphold its prestige!"

Upon seeing this, Wen Heng and the other Xuan Tian Sect disciples couldn't help but clench their fists, their emotions rising.

dead!

Luo Huanzhen is finally going to die!

He certainly didn't think Luo Zhenhuan could defeat Luo Yixian; it was just that Elder Luo was caught off guard, which allowed Luo Zhenhuan to launch a successful sneak attack.

Luo was not afraid at all.

What shocked her was when Luo Yixian brought out his natal magic weapon.

She could actually sense a faint connection from his magical artifact.

Is that correct?

Luo really felt that she seemed to be able to control his flag.

"Go to hell!"

Luo Yixian made a hand seal with his fingertips, and his natal magic flag released a scarlet killing intent. The flag surface resembled a long black tongue, fluttering towards Luo Huanzhen.

For an instant.

That tiny, pitiful little girl was forcibly wrapped in the flag.

A "slurping" sound came from the air.

Luo Yixian felt extremely happy.

This is how French flags eat; it's quite humane.

Wen Heng's face also showed an expression of ecstatic joy.

It became.

Become!

Luo Huanzhen is really dead this time!

He was able to connect the Xuantian Sect and the Hunyuan Sect in Zhongzhou, making him the obvious choice for the next sect leader.

Luo Yixian waved, attempting to retrieve his flag.

However... nothing happened.

His expression changed, and he waved his hand forcefully again!

The flag remained in place, a jet-black flag, wrapped up in a shape resembling a cicada pupa.

"Slurp slurp!"

"Hahaha! Stop licking!"

A crisp laugh suddenly came from inside the flag, and then the black flag slowly unfolded its cocoon.

The girl inside was revealed.

It lingered and tried to rub against Luo Huanzhen with the flag, but Luo Huanzhen pushed it away.

It was like a life-or-death battle.

He's clearly a sycophant of Luo Huanzhen!

No, I mean, I mean licking the flag.

Luo Yixian froze on the spot. "What happened? Qi Zi, come back immediately!"

Black Flag ignored him and continued to fawn over Luo Huanzhen.

Fortunately, the cloth tongue didn't have saliva, otherwise, given how much he liked it, Luo Zhenhuan would have been completely drenched in saliva.

Luo Yixian panicked.

This is his natal magic weapon, a divine artifact!

How could it happen that it doesn't listen to its owner?

"Luo Huanzhen, what kind of sorcery have you used! Why is my magic flag not obeying my commands?!"

Luo Zhenhuan tilted his head, looking completely innocent: "I don't know, maybe it prefers the original version to you."

Luo Yixian: "Nonsense!"

He moved with lightning speed, shrinking the distance to an inch, and flashed in front of Luo Huanzhen. He forcefully snatched back the black flag and then struck Luo Huanzhen's vital point with a palm.

Luo Huanzhen leaped backward and landed in a bow stance.

"You're not the only one with a flag, I have one too! Look at my little flag!"

After saying that, he waved without turning his head.

Above the sky, a huge banner that had been hidden suddenly appeared...