Chapter 743 I Really Don't Want to Fuck

Qinghe brutally beat the two top powerhouses of the Wentian Clan, and his aura reached its peak.

He was wearing a fluttering robe of Liuyun Sanyang, standing on the dojo like an insurmountable peak, looking at Langmeng and the others with arrogance and sharp eyes.

As if he was afraid that Langmeng and others would not dare to fight, the corners of his mouth raised even more exaggeratedly, and he said with a little sarcasm: "What? You guys were frightened after seeing my terrible combat power? Now even the courage to fight Are they all gone? Are people in the lower realms this courageous?"

How can everyone in Langmeng bear such words?

Zell immediately refused to accept it, patted An Bulang on the shoulder and said: "Brother Lang, you say that, why don't you go up and teach him a lesson?"

An Bulang: "..., is this how you grow up?"

Seeing this, Qingxue smiled, her voice was crisp, and she said coldly: "I remember you called yourself An Lang just now, right? You were so brash before that you said you would refuse to join our Chaoyang Sacred Sect. I think you have a better place to go. Why don't you go to Let us see your natural talents here?"

The talent she said was naturally some kind of flattery with a purpose.

Don't you think you are awesome? Then I will lift you up, and let Qinghe mercilessly use her absolute strength to trample you into the dust and trample you hard, so that you can understand how much you really have!

Seeing this scene, Qinghai Xuanxian said with a smile on his face: "Little friend An Lang, why don't you go and try it, so that you can experience the difference between different cultivation areas and different talents."

His words were very reserved, but he obviously had the intention of hitting An Bulang a little bit.

As long as An Bulang is subdued, the monks who are still swaying in their thinking will join them without hesitation after recognizing the gap.

The two elders of the Wentian Clan opened their mouths and were about to say something, but their voices were drowned out by the booing around them. Many arrogances of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect were urging An Bulang to come on stage.

An Bulang had a face of reluctance, but he still went to the competition dojo.

"Fellow Daoist An Lang, I've finally waited for you..." Qinghe's smile suddenly turned cold, "You seem to be very capable, so I'll be polite and use all my strength..."

He had wanted to educate this arrogant and ignorant young man a long time ago, this time he had a rare opportunity, he must burn this lower realm native until he screamed and beat him to his knees begging for mercy!

"That's it, just try your best, I will continue." An Bulang seemed very reluctant.

In the eyes of other people, the boy's expression seemed to be afraid, afraid of Yu Qinghe's strength, but he had no choice but to be pushed into the dojo by others.

Qingxue's beautiful eyes glowed, her smile was bright, and she was looking forward to the next period.

With the start of the competition.

Qinghe rushed to An Bulang first, and he wanted to trample An Bulang under his feet as quickly as possible!

boom! !

The fiery spirit spirit turned into a terrifying and boundless primordial flame beast.

The body of a dragon with the head of a lion is three thousand feet long, and its scales are as hot as red iron. With a flick of its tail, it can crack mountains, and with a roar, it can attract a storm of flames. Its power is extremely terrifying.

"It's Senior Brother Qinghe's unique skill, Chaoyang Lion and Dragon Transformation!"

"Oh my god, he actually used his unique skills as soon as the battle started, wouldn't he kill that kid?"

"Hehe, it's just a matter of giving that brat a profound lesson!"

The monster with the head of a lion and the body of a dragon radiates the light of the rising sun, and its fiery energy melts everything. Its terrifying power shakes the heavens and the earth, and it is so arrogant that the sky trembles.

"Boy, you let you know what the real gap is!"

Qinghe roared angrily, and fell towards the white-clothed boy with an invincible momentum.

The boy's clothes were blown up, and he faced the horrifying monster and sighed softly.

His big hand patted the lion-headed dragon-bodied monster from the air, as if endless wind gathered in his hand.

Qinghe laughed loudly: "Crazy, you actually used the wind to fight the flames? Do you think you weren't burned enough?"

Boom! ! !

The boy struck out with a palm.

The wind of heaven and earth erupted in an instant, and the blue wind roared, distorting even the void.

The azure divine wind oscillated for thirty thousand meters, tearing the monster condensed by the fiery flames into pieces!

The wind helps the fire, it depends on what kind of wind it is.

The wind blown by An Bulang's palm, which can blow out even flames sometimes, is like a blade coming from an extremely cold place. After shattering the monster, it freezes together with the opponent's energy.

Qinghe, who was about to set fire to An Bulang, was dumbfounded, he never expected today's situation anyway.

The next moment, his body was hit by the azure storm, and he was swept into the sky and chopped tens of thousands of knives. Blood shot out, and he turned into a blood man and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother Qinghe!"

"No! How is this possible..."

"An Lang, are you crazy? How dare you hit such a heavy hand!"

All the arrogant monks of Chaoyang Sect looked at the boy in white with surprise and anger.

"Don't talk about it, I think I can save it again..." Qinghe fell into a pool of blood, in great pain.

He looked at the boy in white in shock and bewilderment. He wanted to abuse that boy, but he became the one being abused in the blink of an eye... He still hasn't recovered.

Immediately, a Tianjiao monk went to treat Qinghe, and many monks and strong monks of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect glared at An Bulang angrily, and scolded An Bulang for being too heavy.

An Bulang responded indifferently to this: "When he was fighting with me, he shot so hard, and he was a master at every shot. Why didn't you see you stop it at that time, and now you have the nerve to scold me?"

Qinghe was merciless in attacking him at that time, and he was very clear about the small thoughts in the other party's heart. Naturally, he would not smile at such a monk.

On the contrary, he was actually very merciful. Although Qinghe was beheaded ten thousand times, he didn't hurt the root.

If you really want him to be merciless, Qinghe really wants to become the kind who can't even find scum.

"Anyway, your attack was too harsh this time. Qinghe just wanted you to recognize the gap between the two places. How could you strike so hard?" Qingxue frowned and looked at An Bulang.

An Bulang laughed when he heard this: "I also want him to recognize the gap between the two places."

"You...!" Qingxue was so angry that her chest trembled, but she didn't know how to answer.

How could other Tianjiao of Chaoyang Sect not know the meaning of the young man's words.

They are one of the top ten sects in the Kunlun Sanctuary, and now a monk from the lower realm said this, which greatly stimulated their self-esteem, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, and wanted to compete with An Bulang.

"Senior brother Qinghe must have underestimated the enemy before, and now he was defeated by that despicable monk from the lower realm."

"Senior Sister Qingxue, this person obviously looks down on our sect, why don't you educate him for us! How dare he be so rampant!"

"That's right, looking at his indomitable appearance, I really think I'm invincible? Sister, you can make a move to let him know that the Chaoyang Sacred Sect is not to be humiliated, and let him see how powerful the Chaoyang Sacred Sect's top talent is!"

Inexplicably, Qingxue was pushed into the dojo by a group of angry Tianjiao.

These Tianjiao of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect are not fools. They actually know that An Bulang is very powerful, much stronger than they imagined before! But as the arrogance of the top holy sect, there is always a kind of unspeakable pride and contempt.

They didn't want to recognize the monks in the lower realm, and wanted to educate the arrogant monks. It would be best if they could see the boy kneeling down and begging for mercy, but obviously they couldn't do it.

In the eyes of all the geniuses in Yanwu Dojo, Qingxue, as one of Chaoyang Sacred Sect's preparatory saintesses, is definitely an excellent candidate to teach that boy a lesson, and he can use the most powerful means to trample that boy into the dust.

Qingxue had long intended to teach An Bulang a lesson, so she naturally stood on top of the dojo.

Qingxue stood in front of An Bulang, ninety-nine star orbs released mysterious brilliance at the same time, surrounding the woman in a special trajectory.

The white light shrouded the woman's slender and sexy body, making her as lonely and arrogant as a saint of stars.

At this time, a large number of Tianjiao monks gathered in the Martial Arts Dojo of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect.

They all rushed here from various places after hearing that monks from the lower realms were coming to fight Qingxue.

"I heard that Senior Sister Qingxue is going to attack that boy?"

"No way, monks from the lower realms, there are still existences worthy of Senior Sister Qingxue's action?"

"It is said that the young man was too rampant. Elder Qing Hai gave him a fairy fate to join our sect, but he looked down on our Chaoyang Sacred Sect. Not only that, he also defeated Senior Brother Qing He."

"It's not bad to be able to defeat Senior Brother Qinghe."

"Hehe, he should be the most powerful native in the Lower Realm, that's why he's so proud, but that's all for now, Senior Sister Qingxue will let him see what the real gap is."

Many arrogances of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect gathered here.

A phantom with three big suns shining above his head, like a man who descended from the sun god, stepped on the flames.

As soon as he appeared, it seemed that even the brilliance of the sun in the sky was taken away, and he was the most dazzling in the whole world.

"The Son of Beiyang is here!"

"I really didn't expect that he would come here to watch the battle."

"Don't you know, Beiyang Shengzi is the suitor of Senior Sister Qingxue!"

All the geniuses, when they saw that heroic and extraordinary man, there was respect in their eyes.

Those who can be crowned with the title of Holy Son in the sanctuary are all the top arrogance. They are all star monks in the top ten sanctuaries. They have an incomparably brilliant future and incomparably terrifying potential for cultivation.

At the same time, they also represent the qualifications to inherit the position of suzerain of the holy sect in the future.

Even someone as powerful as Qingxue is only a candidate for a saint.

At this moment, there was another exclamation from the crowd.

There was a woman in a black dress, with a slender and perfect figure, her eyes were like the autumn moon, her eyebrows were picturesque, and there was a little cinnabar between her eyebrows.

"Senior Sister Qingyue is here too!"

"Hiss, this competition is actually so lively?"

"She's afraid she came to see Qingxue make a fool of herself? But she's going to be disappointed when she's only dealing with a monk from the lower realms."

Qingyue is also a candidate for the saintess. Ever since a saintess of the Chaoyang Sect fell in a previous battle, she and Qingxue are fierce competitors for the saintess of the Chaoyang Sect. The two often compete on various matters. .

"Oh... I didn't expect that, Beiyang, you came to the Martial Arts Hall to watch sister Qingxue fight again? You care so much about her, do you think she has ever shown you something?" Qingyue said with a light smile He glanced at Beiyang Shengzi who was at the side.

Shengzi Beiyang was expressionless: "I just came to see what the practitioners in the lower realm look like, but you, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Qingyue pulled her long black hair and said with a smile: "Me too, come and see what the so-called Tianjiao of the Hongmeng Continent is like. Judging from the previous record, it is quite powerful. Even Qinghe They are all defeated, if even sister Qingxue loses, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Beiyang Shengzi said coldly: "You think too much, there will be no such possibility."

More and more Tianjiao gathered in Yanwu Dojo, and finally even the other two elders appeared.

They were all experts at the Xuanxian level, and all the arrogances all consciously gave way.

Qingxue did not expect that this competition would cause such a sensation. She looked at the young man in white in front of her, and said lightly: "An Lang, what you did before was too much. If you have arrogance, you must have capital. Incompetent arrogance It's just a stupid appearance, I will teach you a good lesson for Qinghe today, and let you know what it means to be superior to others!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just do it if you want." An Bulang was tired of it, and he didn't understand why things turned out like this. He was obviously very low-key...