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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters dog eyes look low

There are only three people left in the chaotic area.

One is Lingyun.

The other two are Meng Qing from Qilin Mansion and another disciple from Qilin Mansion named He Xin.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to defeat the disciples of several sects in a row? It's indeed a bit unexpected. However, you have no chance of winning in front of me and Senior Brother Meng Qing, so I advise you to be better aware of yourself and give up on your own, so you won't die if you die."

The disciple named He Xin spoke.

"Please give me advice."

Lingyun naturally won’t give up.

He looked at the two without retreating, with a firm look.

Ling Yun didn't care about the so-called He Xin.

His eyes mainly fell on the young man named Meng Qing.

White clothes are better than snow, standing alone in the same place as a graceful and elegant scholar.

But Ling Yun knew very well that this person was definitely not elegant.

Even compared to any middle-level warrior Ling Yun encountered before, he was terrifying.

"Hmph, since you are ungrateful, don't blame us for being rude."

He Xin's expression suddenly became cold.

Just about to take action.

But Meng Qing stopped him: "He Xin, you are not his opponent. If you don't want to die, you can just exit the chaotic area."

"Senior Brother Meng Qing?"

He Xin never expected Meng Qing to say that.

But Meng Qing didn't say anything more.

It was this silence that made He Xin not refute anything and he simply withdraw from the chaotic area.

All of a sudden, only Ling Yun and Meng Qing were left in the field.

"A mere warrior at the late stage of the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm can defeat people at the middle stage of the Tianwu Realm. You are indeed very unusual. But in front of me, you are still too inferior."

Meng Qingfeng looked at Lingyun lightly.

Whether it was his expression or his words, it was obvious that he still did not take Ling Yun seriously.

"Have you heard a word?"

Ling Yun asked suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

Meng Qing frowned.

"Five words: Dog eyes look down on people."

Ling Yun replied lightly.

It made everyone feel nervous. This kid called Meng Qing a dog as soon as he came up? This courage...

"Okay, it seems that you are even more arrogant than I thought. When you beat you into a water dog, you will know who is the real dog. Let's see what you want."

Meng Qing was completely cold.

It seemed that Ling Yun's impoliteness to him had already angered him.

As soon as his body moved, Meng Qing floated towards Lingyun like a figure in the painting. He slapped out his palm, and a series of water-blue halos stirred up on the palm prints, like the clear water and blue sky, giving people a sense of control over the world.

Seeing Meng Qing take action, the scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes looked at the two people in the field.

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

Ling Yun calmed down and saw the palm prints that were getting bigger and bigger in his pupils, he waved his right fist to block each other with his fist.

Bang!

The fist and palms intersected, and the sound shook the whole field.

The water-blue palm power spread to the surface of Ling Yun's body, wrapping Ling Yun's body heavily. The posture seemed as if Ling Yun was completely swallowed up with just one palm.

"Meng Qing's strength is indeed not enough."

"Have you solved the boy with just one palm? That boy is a little too reckless..."

Everyone sighed.

But before the words were finished, the next scene surprised everyone and swallowed the words they had not finished yet.

The water-blue palm print was shaken away by another force, and Meng Qing's body even retreated. Ling Yun stood there like a rock, but he was not affected at all.

"kindness?"

Almost everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect it to be like this?

The wind and clouds smiled lightly.

Compare your body with him?

It's like an egg hitting a stone.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to practice a good set of physical martial arts. I underestimated you, but this time I will not let you succeed."

Meng Qing did not expect such a result, which came from the numbness and severe pain on his arms. At this moment, he no longer dared to fight Ling Yun's body, so he raised his hand and took out his cloud fan.

Cloud-covered fan, real treasure-level treasure-level treasure.

The moment it took it out, Meng Qing immediately poured into it a steady stream of spiritual power. With the blessing of this spiritual power, a huge wave of sound suddenly surged out from the cloud fan. The blue light was as heavy as a towering mountain, and as surging as majestic as the sea.

It even made many people around him look slightly cool.

"I didn't expect Meng Qing to take out the cloud fan now. It seems that the boy really made Meng Qing feel the pressure."

Some people were surprised.

"The blue lotus overturns the clouds and appears, destroying the people."

Meng Qing did not allow Ling Yun to react at all. The cloud fan kept shooting into the air, forming a huge blue lotus in the air, and the lotus hit Ling Yun with a thunderous attack.

Ling Yun's eyes froze. Meng Qing understood. Although he was still saying some contemptuous words on his lips, this offensive was very difficult and it could be said that he had no choice but to hold back.

clang clang.

The Qinglong Battle Sword was pulled out.

"Thunder Yao shook the first level of the sword, the power of trembling."

Lingyun naturally won’t hide it.

You are strong, and I am strong.

The power of trembling twisted the space and fiercely confronted the blue lotus.

There were bursts of explosions in the air.

The powerful trembling force acted on the blue lotus, instantly shaking the blue lotus, turning into blue light all over the sky, blooming like fireworks in the air, giving people a different kind of beauty.

Everyone was surprised again.

"This kid is really strong."

"Don't make a conclusion too early. Senior Brother Meng Qing has another move that is stronger, that kid may not be able to withstand it!"

Amid the crowd's discussion, Meng Qing's face completely turned cold.

In his eyes, the evil light was revealed.

"The clouds shocked the sky and the anger, and one fan died three times."

Without any nonsense, the cloud fan in his hand flew to the sky. The entire cloud fan continued to grow bigger, and finally slapped towards Ling Yun like a sun. It was just a light blow, but it burst out with an extremely fearful voice.

At least under that fan, the whole world became dim, like black clouds pressing against the city and destroying the entire space, and cracks on the ground were extremely eye-catching.

"I don't believe it, you guys can still take my move."

Meng Qing's cold voice sounded thunder.

However, what was received was Ling Yun's sneer.

"Is this just the strength? It seems that I overestimated you."

"If you think I can't accept it, then I'll take it for you now."

"Lei Yao's second level of the Killing Sword, two hundred trembling powers."

Ling Yun did not retreat or retreat, and his whole person merged with the sword in his hand.

Above the tip of the sword, terrible fluctuations continued to spread.
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