Qinglong swallowed his saliva. With such a strong Yin Qi, how many people would have to be killed?!
"Oh? Why kill them?"
"Haha..." Several people laughed
"Because they are all the same as you, come on!" The leader gave an order and several figures ran towards Qinglong. Qinglong tensed his nerves. This was the first time in his history that he had come into contact with so many people in the late stage of foundation building...
Four levels of imperial control!
Qinglong used his Gang Qi to the maximum level to block all these people out.
"They are all in the early stages of foundation building. What's so arrogant..." Three gravity! Three strikes, five divided by two, knocked several people to the ground.
"Zhazha..." Qinglong then walked towards the house...
"This place is not small..." Qinglong arrived at the living room and sat down.
"I! Qinglong! I have come to your Zheng family to discuss important matters. If there is no one, I will start killing..."
"What a loud tone!" Then a middle-aged man walked out of the back room, followed by someone... Qinglong immediately recognized Zheng Bu among them.
"Am I angry?" Qinglong smiled.
"Don't you even look at what kind of cultivation I am..." Then the Martial Saint's aura erupted
"You...are you a Martial Saint?!" The person who came next snorted.
"You're already a Martial Saint and you're rebelling?!" Then his aura erupted, Qinglong stood up and faced him: In the early stage of Nascent Soul, his cultivation level is not low. Didn't he come out in three years? Today's China has already become a place where practitioners are rampant.
Already?
"You must also be able to tell that I am in the early stage of Nascent Soul. It's a pity that you are in the martial arts and I am in the immortal way. You are weaker!" Then a burst of energy hit Qinglong,
"Originally I just wanted to say harsh words to you, but now it seems that I'd better teach you a lesson!" Tiangang Sixth Level!
Destroyed! Then an overwhelming aura of destruction came out of Qinglong,
"No!" The visitor immediately took out something from his back to resist.
"Huh?" Qinglong narrowed his eyes and looked at such a thing.
"An umbrella?" Qinglong then yelled
"Zheng Gang! Can you be safe with just your umbrella??" Zheng Gang was shocked. How did this kid know my real name? He must have done enough homework.
"Boy, I admire you very much. I didn't expect that you could even find out my name. But if you kneel down and kowtow, I might add you to our family." The corners of Qinglong's mouth raised.
A stream of true energy flows into both palms, the Dragon Bone Seven Killing Palm! This is the first time Senior Zuo has used it after passing it on to Qinglong. Coupled with the bonus of Tiangang Qi, the power is naturally unmatched by the community.
Then Qinglong's left and right palms struck out at the same time, and two dragons came out from Qinglong's palms and rushed towards Zheng Gang.
"Not good!" Then Zheng Gang directed his whole body's energy to the umbrella and bang - there was a sound, Zheng Gang and the other three were ejected, and the umbrella was naturally held in Qinglong's hand.
The green dragon's eyes turned golden, the diamond umbrella? The green dragon held it with his hand and shook it
"What crap, a Diamond Umbrella? Do you think you are the mountain-moving people??" Then he threw the umbrella aside, flashed in front of Zheng Gang, lifted him up, and threw it aside.
"You have nothing to do here, it's him I'm looking for!" Then he looked at Zheng Bu. Zheng Bu had been frightened for a long time. How could he have imagined that the college student in front of him actually killed his father?
"I was wrong! Qinglong, go around me. I know what I did was wrong, but I really didn't know Bai Ling was yours." Qinglong smiled.
"Poor people must be hateful. You are pitiful now. You must have been hateful before you met me, right?" Then Qinglong arrested Zheng Bu and was about to raise his hand to destroy his cultivation.
The sword energy hit Qinglong, and Qinglong flashed and threw Zheng Bu out. There was a clang, and a mark was drawn on the Qinglong armor: What a sharp sword energy!
"Who?!" Qinglong shouted and looked towards the door. On the back of his left hand, an old man held a green dagger in his right hand. In front of Qinglong's eyes, Qinglong saw the sharp sword spirit master slowly wrapping around the sword.
, Qinglong narrowed his eyes and then showed his cultivation. After the aura of the God of War was released, Zheng Bu vomited blood and fainted because of his low cultivation. Zheng Gang was also shocked.
"With this aura, are you the God of War?!"
"What a fuss, I've been with the God of War for several years..." Then he turned to the old man
"The head of the Zheng family, Zheng Yu'an, right?"
"Oh? You know me?" Qinglong smiled
"At the peak of the late Nascent Soul, he obtained an intermediate-grade Qingfeng Sword in a warrior war more than ten years ago. He dominated one party and founded the Zheng family. From then on, he practiced hard to reach the current peak of the late Nascent Soul, right?" Qinglong
Calling out the armor and sword, Zheng Yuan smiled.
"Originally, I was in seclusion and well, but my grandson Zheng Bu called me out and said that someone wanted to kill him. In the end, I ended up being a mere martial god like you?" Qinglong smiled.
"I'm not afraid of your strength, but I'm afraid of your ignorance. Since you can't see who I am, you can kneel down to me!"
"Hmph! No matter who you are, if you're not big and your tone is not small, you'll take your life! The breeze is like water!" Zheng Yu'an then waved the sword in his hand and chased Qinglong with dozens of invisible sword energies.
"Huh, what a trick, Yu!" Qinglong then blocked the sword energy with his whole body. Under the observation of Qinglong's eyes, the sword energy became very slow.
"Huh?" Zheng Yu'an looked at Qinglong and smiled playfully.
"Gang Qi? Even the God of War is only a warrior. He can't make any waves, Qing!" Then the sword in Zheng Yuan's hand flashed and came to Qinglong's eyes.
"Not good!" Qinglong immediately put his long sword horizontally to block the sword.
"Go!" Zheng Yu'an pointed at the sword and waved it in the air. The sword seemed to be alive and attacked Qinglong under Zheng Yu'an's control, slashing with the wind!
Qinglong raised his long sword high and swung it, and the sword collided with the Qingfeng sword, causing a wave of air.
"It's interesting." Zheng Yu'an then retracted his sword, held the sword in his hand, and jumped towards Qinglong.
"wind!"
"Go against the wind!" Qinglong and Zheng Yu'an were fighting each other. Damn it! This old man's cultivation is really terrifying.
Then Qinglong used Qinglong Seventy-Two to barely block Zheng Yuan. After more than ten rounds, Qinglong was panting with a long sword in his hand, while Zheng Yuan stood majestically opposite. Qinglong couldn't help but sigh: Is the late Nascent Soul really so scary? This chapter has been completed!