"So it's the tenth level of Shenxuan!"

Duanmuchen picked up the quilt, released the mysterious power, burned the tea, put it on his lips and took a sip, and smiled in his eyes.

"Well, it's almost the same as my guess." Yue gently held her cheeks, and her fingers hit the tabletop one after another.

How could someone who can't hide his or her words whenever he has something to say and want to nag with his or her men for three days and three nights think about hiding his or her strength?

His strength is shown before everyone, which means he is telling the people in Yincheng that he is coming out and fighting, and you all must be ready!

"Qing'er, it seems to be coming for me!" Duanmu Chen noticed that the momentum was rushing towards him, and his smile became deeper and deeper.

"No, it should be coming for me! Persimmons always have to pick soft ones, right?" Yue gently noticed that she was locked by several breaths, and a cold light shone in her eyes.

"Then they are digging their own graves and seeking death!" Duanmuchen's fingers flew through the cup and bounced his fingers.

The tea stained on the fingertips was bounced away, and it shone with crystal light in the moonlight, and in the blink of an eye it looked like a beautiful woman's tears.

"Hmph! What an arrogant junior!" Before he could finish his words, a figure appeared in everyone's sight.

His arms were spread out, and his wide sleeves were propped up like mosquito nets.

Those deadly water droplets fell on his sleeve, making a "bang bang" sound.

Yue Wushuang and others followed behind him.

"Senior, go and entangle that man, you all fight with me." Yue Wushuang was completely dissatisfied with the man he had when he first met, and now he was like a irritable young man.

Yue raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "You just want to deal with me too? Are you so arrogant?"

She grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it out.

"I really want to know who the sir is!" Yue Wushuang raised her hand and held the teacup she threw, and shattered it with a "click".

"You're the one!"

Yue's body flashed gently, and the next breath came to Yue Wushuang. She raised her hand and slapped his shoulder.

"Ah!" There was only Yue Wushuang's incredible cry in the night sky, and a series of floating blood, but Yue Wushuang disappeared.

"It's your turn!" Yue gently curled her lips coldly.

The fusion power was completely released, and the silver-white fusion power was covered with a faint layer by the moonlight.

This time she did not hold back and killed the person who came up with Yue Wushuang with lightning.

There is no need for any communication. Since Yue Wushuang brought it, she was killed.

"Hey, the people you sent out to besiege my Qing'er are dead!" Duanmuchen had a faint smile on his lips.

"Do you need to say it? I have eyes!" The master of Shenxuan level ten shouted angrily.

At this moment, he felt a bleak feeling in his heart, as if he had been cheated.

The boy in front of him clearly had the aura of the eighth level of Shenxuan, but he had a draw with him at the tenth level of Shenxuan.

That's not all. Judging from the boy's appearance, he can even mock him with ease. For him, the blow was really a big blow.

He finally began to face up to the "fights above the level" that he never believed in existed.

This is just one of them, the second is the energy released by Yue Qingshui just now.

The energy of the sixth level of Emperor Guan almost made his legs weak.

The aura emitted by this energy was almost the same as what they had with Lord Holy Light.

No, it seems even more terrifying than Lord Holy Light.
Chapter completed!