Chapter 708

In reality, it was naturally impossible for Wu Yanzhen to recognize the seven-year-old Arbor and the soon-to-be-fifteen-year-old Arbor at a glance.

It was also because her stoic expression didn't change much that Wu Yanzhen only felt that she looked familiar.

The little fellow was used to sticking an Aura-Restraining Talisman on herself when she went out.

This kind of Aura-Restraining Talisman was drawn when she first learned how to draw talismans. They were all beginner-level talismans that could lower one's cultivation by five levels.

So right now, she looked especially sincere, like a tiny level-six mystic cultivator.

A level-six mystic cultivator actually wanted to challenge Mother Zhen in public!

This time, it really stirred up the emotions of all the demonic cultivators.

The snake beauty's expression was very unsightly, and she turned to glare at Mo Lian. "You actually didn't stop her?"

"Would it work if I stopped her?"

Mo Lian swept her a glance with a sneer. "If I stopped her, wouldn't you have let her go up and fight with a level-four zombie?"

The snake beauty curled her lips and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "A bit interesting."

Mo Lian coldly cast her gaze aside.

"Who exactly are you people?" The snake beauty asked with a smile. "I had people go to Mute's house to check, but there weren't any traces.

Don't tell me Mute was annihilated by you guys? "

"But it doesn't matter."

The snake beauty chuckled, her smile somewhat cold. "Mute was originally one of the few people at the bottom of this village.

He already hasn't found any prey for nearly half a month.

So look at him. He's so skinny because there's no meat to eat. "

"If Mute died, then he died.

It's just that I want to know what your purpose in coming here is. "

A small, sharp dagger appeared between the snake beauty's fingers, and it deftly slid and flipped between her fingers.

On the other side, the neurotic demonic cultivators' emotions had already been completely ignited by Arbor.

Everyone stood up and shouted agitatedly, their emotions exploding and boiling. "Hit her, hit her, hit her!!"

The corners of Wu Yanzhen's lips curled up slightly. She suddenly reached out and untied the black robe covering her body, revealing a short green robe inside. She then entered the defensive barrier in high spirits.

When the level-9 zombie saw that there was more food coming to its door, it hurriedly threw away Jin Ji's already cold corpse and pounced towards Wu Yanzhen with a roar.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Yanzhen's fat, deformed palm slid out of her sleeve and slapped the level-four zombie's head.

With a crisp bang, the level-four zombie puppet's huge head was split open like a watermelon by Wu Yanzhen's slap.

"Wow!" Around the market, the crowd screamed and cheered.

It couldn't get any better, alright?

Sure enough, Mother Zhen was too strong. The moment she made a move, she directly smashed the head of a level-four zombie like it was a watermelon.

"Ahahahaha!" The demonic cultivators laughed wildly as they jumped and roared in unison, "Kill her!"

"This little mystic cultivator who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"Do you think you're so great just because you're a mystic cultivator?"

"Let me tell you, even if we're not mystic cultivators, we can still wring the heads of you mystic cultivators off one by one like watermelons!"

Arbor slowly walked into the defensive barrier amidst this wave of emotional shouts. He coldly raised his head and swept his gaze around.

"Can you all shut up?"

"A bunch of men, yet they're shouting like ducks."