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Author: Xia Mobifei

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All the men present felt their lower bodies get cold and trembled involuntarily.

"Ahhhhh-" The man was rolling on the ground in pain. He looked so majestic before, but now he looked so embarrassed.

Obviously, Zhao Qing is very strong, not as weak as she looks.

"You bitch, you are so vicious."

Ning Ziyang saw the people around him being eliminated one after another, and he drew his sword without hesitation and rushed forward.

The clanging sound of the spiritual sword in his hand was enough to reveal the anger in his heart.

"Originally I wanted to spare your life, but since you are so ignorant, just keep your life here!"

Ha, that sounds nice. Just now he shouted that he didn't care whether he lived or died, and he would bear the burden of his death. Now he was still saying this nonsense. Do you really think she would believe it?

When he saw the spirit sword coming, he didn't dodge, he directly faced it and blocked the attack with his whip.

Ning Ziyang's cultivation level is not high, but he is a direct descendant of the Ning family.

The Ning family prepared a high-grade yellow-grade spiritual sword for him.

Zhao Qing's whip was refined by himself, but it was only the fourth level.

As soon as I carried it, the whip suddenly became cracked.

The reason he was able to withstand such a blow was because Zhao Qing integrated a defensive formation into his whip.

"You actually managed it?" Many people in the crowd looked at each other.

"What level is her whip? How can it withstand the Huangpin Spiritual Sword?"

"Level 4 spiritual weapon!"

"This is impossible!"

The crowd was excited. Zhao Qing glanced at the cracked whip, but the expression on his face did not change.

Seeing the whip cracked, Ning Ziyang had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, "If you still want to live, kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, clean yourself up at night, and serve me well for a few nights.

I might consider letting you go."

"Why are you nagging? Haven't you heard a sentence before?" Zhao Qing rolled his eyes angrily.

"What?"

"Too much talking can kill people! Especially for a loser with no ability like you."

"You are looking for death!" Ning Ziyang was furious and attacked again.

Zhao Qing still looked calm, but when Ning Ziyang got close, she suddenly pulled out a short sword and blocked Ning Ziyang's attack. The distance between the two of them closed, and she made a fist with her other hand and punched

Hit him in the heart.

Ning Ziyang groaned, and his tall body flew backwards, falling hard to the ground.

Zhao Qing jumped over, put away her sword, made fists with both hands, and beat Ning Ziyang violently.

Lai Ning: "..."

What a familiar picture.

This is how the master used to beat Junior Sister Yang.

"Ahhhhh-" the woman screamed.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting." Ning Fengyi hurriedly jumped down from the field. "If you continue to fight, someone will die."

Damn it, who could have imagined that this woman could be so powerful.

Of course, she didn't expect that Ning Ziyang, holding the spiritual sword in his hand, would be such a waste.

Although he is a waste, he is still the legitimate son of the head of the Ning family. If he is really deposed or killed.

The madam will never let her go.

After all, Ning Ziyang got into trouble with Zhao Qing because of her.

"You must be spared and spared. Why are you so cruel, little girl?" Ning Fengyi rushed forward. She originally wanted to sneak attack Zhao Qing.

At least let Ning Ziyang beat her a few times, so that she can go back.

Who knew that Zhao Qing was so cruel that he kicked her with a roundhouse kick and kicked her away.

Fortunately, she was picked up by her admirer.

However, this admirer was not a good person either, so he took the opportunity to touch her several times.

"Miss Ning, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Ning Fengyi concealed the disgust in her heart and shook her head.

"Miss Ning, this woman is crazy. You'd better not get involved. Otherwise, you'll get beaten again."

"But it was my brother who was beaten."

Ning Fengyi and Ning Ziyang are not in the same room.

She is from the third bedroom.

Ning Ziyang is the serious young master of the Ning family, and she, Ning Fengyi, can only be called the young lady of the Ning family before the family is separated. Once the family is separated, she will be nothing.

Even now, despite her reputation as a genius, she is quite popular outside, but when she comes home, she still wants to please her eldest aunt, Ning Ziyang's biological mother.

Fortunately, Ning Ziyang treated her very well, and she did have some talent.

Only then can the resources of the Ning family fall to her.

"But--"

The admirer wanted to persuade her, but when she saw her hurriedly pushing him away, she rushed forward again.

Seeing this, the admirer naturally cannot ignore it.

This admirer's name is Chen Ming.

They are the Chen family.

The cousin of Chen Yinyin who blew up the furnace.

However, the relationship with Chen Yinyin is not good.

To be precise, the relationship between Chen Yinyin and the entire Chen family is not very good.

Chen Ming has liked Ning Fengyi for a long time.

However, he came to propose marriage several times, but Ning Fengyi rejected her because she prioritized her cultivation.

Maybe the less you can get, the more you want.

The more Ning Fengyi rejects him, the more he wants to marry her. No, it's been almost ten years.

Of course, because Ning Fengyi is famous, Chen Ming is not the only one who admires her.

There are others.

She is still watching——

It wasn't until today that Chen Ming finally touched Ning Fengyi.

Alas, it's a pity that the time is too short.

Chen Ming took a few steps forward.

The folding fan in his hand was shaken, and it instantly turned into a sharp weapon and flew out, directly attacking Zhao Qing.

Lai Ning saw someone attacking him and quickly raised his sword to block Zhao Qing.

Although this fan is not as good as Ning Ziyang's spiritual sword, it is still a seventh-level spiritual weapon.

The long sword in Lai Ning's hand was just a casual item for a novice monk.

It doesn’t even have a grade, so how can it be tolerated?

Zhao Qing quickly stood up and moved his hands. A small formation formed out of thin air, trapping the fan in it.

"What's going on?"

This fan?

Why did a formation suddenly appear and trap his fan?

Chen Ming made a secret in his hand, trying to break through this formation, but his fan was swinging from side to side, but he still couldn't break it.

Perhaps the collision of spiritual powers was too severe.

Only a bang was heard, and the fan and formation exploded at the same time.

The formation was broken, but the fan was also destroyed.

"A mere fourth-level Yuanqi monk actually dares to run wild in our Cloud City?"

Chen Ming gritted his teeth, pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and pointed it directly at Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing pushed Lai Ning away and twisted his waist to avoid it.

"Why, you are worried that you can't beat me, so you want to let the people of Yuncheng come to beat me together?"

Zhao Qing snorted, "You keep saying that Senior Jing Yuan bullies the small with the big and has bad character. So what are you doing at this moment? Not only bully the small with the big, but also bully the small with the many?"

"Why, Ning Fengyi took the initiative to provoke, but she couldn't beat her because she was young. That's Jing Yuan's fault. If I can beat her, you don't bully me? I'm younger than her! I'm from Yuncheng.

Are they all so double-standard?"
Chapter completed!