Zhao Cang's eyes were cold and fierce, locked on Ye Lingtian, who was calm and out of the matter, and said, "Dog thing! You don't even look at your identity, and you dare to be on an equal footing with His Royal Highness and the second lady of the Liu family? Kneel down immediately!!"

In his eyes, Ye Lingtian was just a young boy with a stinky and unscathed state. The perfect cultivation of the third level of Yuandan realm was even more worth mentioning!

"Noisy!" Ye Lingtian put down his wine glass.

Xi'er, who was beside her, also swallowed the barbecue in her mouth, wiped off the oil stains on her lips, and retorted with a crisp and angrily voice, "You are the dog thing! Your whole family is a dog thing!"

"Looking for death!" Zhao Cang's body was filled with spiritual energy, but after seeing Xier's elegant saint's face, he instantly fell into a state of decline, and said with a lewd smile: "I don't know the high and thick little girl movies, I will deal with this kid first, and then capture you back and punish you slowly!"

"I think you dare!" Liu Feifei took out the purple long whip, and the perfect momentum of the nine levels of the Void Realm was fully unfolded!

"Feifei, you are no match for me! I want to teach this kid a lesson, just to prevent you from being deceived by some overestimating your ability." Zhao Cang said with righteousness.

The clay man is still very popular, not to mention that Ye Lingtian came to Zuixianglou for a meal. For no reason, a fool who spoke rudely would appear, how could he not get angry?

Standing up, Ye Lingtian asked, "Zhao Cang, right? You want to teach me a lesson? Well, let me see how much you have in the second level of the Transcendent Realm of the World, how much is your perfect cultivation level!"

"Hahaha!" Zhao Cang laughed up, "I know my young master's cultivation level and still don't know how to live or die. I really sympathize with you!"

Princess Liuli's face was solemn and said, "Ye Lingtian, don't be impulsive. I know you are powerful, but he is perfect in the second level of the Transcendence Realm.

He is also the genius ranked No.11,594 in the "Human-level Storm List". His combat power is not comparable to that of an ordinary cultivator of the same level. It's better to leave it to Liu Feifei. The troubles are all caused by Liu Feifei."

"Liu Feifei can't handle it! I'm the only one!" Baiyi Xiaoliu appeared, and behind Ye Lingtian's eyes, a trace of silver lightning flashed across.

There is only one choice to perfect the third level of Yuandan realm and to perfect the second level of Transcendent realm! Mental power attack!

Martial arts monks at the first level of martial arts have not opened up their sea of ​​consciousness and their mental power cannot be substantive. Therefore, the mental power of monks at the first level of martial arts is as fragile as that of ordinary people. If they are beaten by strong storms, they will be scattered.

Ye Lingtian is confident, and as long as he is surprised, he still has a chance of winning.

"Boy, aren't you trying to test how much my cultivation is? Why don't you attack me? I hurt a hair of this young master, even if you win!" Zhao Cang's nostrils were facing the sky, his arms were open, and he looked like he was letting you attack me.

The seventeenth-level mental power was 100% active! Ye Lingtian's thoughts were sequential and shouted: "The Heavenly Punishment of Thunder Spear!"

The void was rippling slightly, and a spear of lightning that was more than three meters long and shining brightly appeared in a flash. The void fell and hit Zhao Cang's sky spirit cover.

“Buzz!”

Only Zhao Cang himself could feel that his body was intact under this blow, but his mental power was shaking, and sometimes it was light and sometimes bright, and even cracks broke open.

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Chapter completed!