The Ice Spirit Sword flashed with a single thrust.

Several disciples of the hidden sect were bleeding on the spot. Their bodies were split in two from the middle. The incision was as smooth as a mirror.

Even the blood and broken organs seemed to be blocked.

"A few people in the early stages of the earth level can actually burst into heaven level cultivation together, what a terrifying secret method!

With such secret techniques, it is very likely that there is a demigod state in Ice Spirit Palace!"

Elder Wang exclaimed in surprise, his face became solemn, "Let's attack together and kill these five women. Otherwise, if we reach the realm of demigods, even if we and other sects join forces, we will pay a huge price!"

Although their sect has a demigod in command.

But once such beings take action, there will be a bloody storm. Even if they can block the revenge of the demigod realm of Ice Spirit Palace, they will also need to pay a heavy price!

Several men with good backgrounds looked at each other,

Immediately afterwards, magnificent pillars of blood erupted from the bodies of several young sect leaders and Elder Wang.

They are all at the level of heaven.

That terrifying coercion came overwhelmingly towards Luo Qingyu and the five girls.

He is always full of murderous intent.

Before Luo Qingyu and the five girls showed off their open-air cultivation, Elder Wang and others only thought that the demigod master Ning Qianqian said was just nonsense.

It is really unbelievable that five people in the earth-level realm can use a secret technique that is comparable to the heaven-level strength.

Even if there is a demigod in the Ice Spirit Palace, it is not so unbelievable.

Now that they have broken their skin, in the eyes of Elder Wang and others.

These five women must be killed today, otherwise there will be endless disasters!

"It's over. These people are all heaven-level cultivation, and they are even stronger than our combined strength."

Duanmulan was frightened and murmured helplessly.

Even if they risk their lives, there is still no chance of survival.

This time, it's really all over.

"Just let go and fight,

I'll take the lead,

Fight to the death!"

There was a scarlet color surging in Xu Chan's eyes, and an endless killing aura surged out.

Luo Qingyu and Lun Samsara both looked extremely ugly.

Obviously I didn't expect that we would be in such a situation.

Ning Qianqian frowned, feeling in a daze. She was thinking, if she was killed, would she keep her whole body or not?

If he stayed, Qin Lang probably wouldn't take advantage of the situation, and he might even be taken advantage of by others.

Hiss...

Just thinking about it, Ning Qianqian couldn't help but gasp, feeling so disgusting.

Just when the two sides were about to fight to the death and the hotel was about to collapse,

Tap tap tap!

Outside the conference hall, there was the crisp sound of high heels hitting the floor.

A woman wearing a black OL uniform, patent leather high heels, and a cold face.

On the other side, there is Professor Style wearing a skirt and red-rimmed glasses.

Qin Lang walked slowly and slowly between Qiu Jiu'er and Zhou Zeqing. His eyes were indifferent and showed no emotion or anger.

"Boy, who are you? You are just an extraordinary person, but you dare to show it off here?"

The young master of a hidden sect, with the pressure of heaven-level cultivation, instantly invaded in the direction of Qin Lang.

This pressure caused even the walls to crack, and the ground made a creaking sound.

If it weren't for the young sect master's deliberate control, he would be able to shatter this floor with just pressure!

However, the coercion of the Heavenly Realm instantly disintegrated and disappeared completely before it even came within ten meters of Qin Lang.

"Qiu Jiu'er, Zhou Zeqing?

Elder Wang, this must be the direct heir of the Qin family in the capital—the eldest son of the Qin family!"

Someone, behind Elder Wang, guessed Qin Lang's identity and reminded him loudly.

They have never met Qin Lang, let alone Qin Lang's photos from other channels.

But from Qiu Jiuer and Zhou Zeqing, their identities were immediately guessed.

"Are you guys okay?"

Qin Lang did not bother with Elder Wang and his group, but looked at Luo Qingyu and the other girls gently, and asked softly.

"No problem."

Luo Qingyu shook her head slightly.

But Ning Qianqian next to her shouted, "Something's happening, something big!

These bastards insulted me, Ice Spirit Palace, my master, and even threatened to kill our five fellow apprentices!

No, no, they threatened to humiliate us and then torture us to death!"

Well……

Even Qin Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard these slanders, which were true and false.

He had been watching outside and saw that the war was about to break out, so he came in immediately.

He still doesn't know whether something is wrong or not?

However, the more Ning Qianqian is able to throw dirty water, the more she agrees with his current act of revenge.

He gave Zhou Zeqing and Qiu Jiu'er a look and told them to wait where they were, walking alone in the direction of Elder Wang and other powerful men from the hidden sect.

Standing in front of a row of heaven-level experts, Qin Lang had not even opened the "Nine Transformations of Heavenly Dragon Art".

He just stared at Elder Wang indifferently, and with his extraordinary strength, he coldly asked, "Wang what?"

Elder Wang looked slightly embarrassed, paused for a moment, and replied bluntly, "Wang Yukong."

Snap!

Qin Lang slapped Elder Wang in the face with his big mouth, and shouted angrily, "I asked what kind of elder you are!"

Elder Wang's facial muscles were beating crazily, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes. He was mad and wanton. He suppressed his anger, lowered his head, and said respectfully, "I am the fifth elder of the Xuankong Sect, Wang Yukong."

"Take your cultivation base."

Qin Lang urged calmly.

Wang Yukong did not dare to hesitate and quickly put away his heavenly cultivation level.

Qin Lang raised his foot and kicked him violently in the abdomen.

Bang!

The dignified fifth elder of the Xuankong Sect, like a cannonball flying backwards, flew towards the rear, smashing the wooden round table into pieces and sending sawdust flying everywhere.

"Stop lying down and come here!"

Qin Lang continued to wave.

Wang Yukong used his heaven-level cultivation, quickly came to Qin Lang, and took the cultivation in again, waiting for Qin Lang's wanton humiliation.

Before Qin Lang could take action, a young man with an upright appearance stood next to him.

Although he looks young, he is actually over forty.

He frowned, stared in the direction of Qin Lang, and said dissatisfiedly, "Young Master Qin, even if you are the eldest son of the Qin family in the capital, it is too much to insult the fifth elder of the Xuankong Sect like this, isn't it?"

"May I ask your Excellency?"

Qin Lang asked tentatively.

The man raised his chin slightly and spoke calmly, but his arrogance could be seen in his eyes, "I am Feng Wuheng, the young master of the Jiu Jue Sect."

"It turns out to be the young master of the Jiu Jue Sect. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful."

Qin Lang quickly stepped forward and stretched out his palm.

Feng Wuheng also politely extended his hand to shake hands.

But when they were about to hold their palms together, Qin Lang quickly raised his hand, pointed it at Feng Wuheng's face, and gave him another big mouth with his backhand!

Snap!

In the empty conference hall, the sound of applause was particularly loud.

"How dare you hit me?!"

There was anger rising in Feng Wuheng's eyes.

A mere transcendent person is not even worthy of carrying his shoes in front of him.

How dare this guy hit him in front of so many people?!

It’s the eldest son of the Qin family in the capital city, so what can he do?!
Chapter completed!