Qinghe brutally brutalized the two top experts of the Wentian clan, and his momentum reached its peak.

He was wearing Liuyun Sanyang's Taoist robes and fluttering, standing on the dojo like an insurmountable peak, looking at Lang Meng and others with arrogance and sharp eyes.

As if he was afraid that Lang Meng and others would not dare to fight, he raised the corners of his mouth even more exaggeratedly, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "What? Aren't you scared after seeing my terrifying combat power? Now you don't even have the courage to fight.

All gone? Do the people in the lower world have such courage?"

How can everyone in Langmen tolerate such words?

Zell immediately became dissatisfied, patted An Bulang on the shoulder and said, "Brother Lang, you said this, why don't you go up and teach him a lesson?"

An Bulang: "..., is this how you rose to prominence?"

Qingxue smiled upon seeing this, her voice was clear, and she said coldly: "I remember you just called yourself An Lang, right? You were so shameless before and said that you refused to join our Chaoyang Holy Sect. I think you have a better place to go. How about you?

Let us see your talents here?"

The natural talent she mentioned was naturally some kind of purposeful flattery.

Don’t you think you are awesome? Then I will praise you, and then let Qinghe mercilessly trample you to the dust with absolute strength, trampling you hard, so that you can understand how powerful you are.

How many pounds!

When Xuanxian Qinghai saw this scene, he said with a smile: "Little friend An Lang, why don't you go and give it a try, so that you can understand the difference between the geniuses in different cultivation areas."

His words were very reserved, but he obviously had the intention of knocking An Bulang off.

As long as An Bulang is defeated, the few monks in the Tribulation Stage who are still wavering in their ideas will join their Chaoyang Holy Sect without hesitation after recognizing the gap.

The two leaders of the Wentian clan opened their mouths and were about to say something, but their voices were muffled by the booing around them. Many of the geniuses of the Chaoyang Holy Sect were urging An Bulang to come on stage.

An Bulang looked reluctant, but still walked to the competition dojo.

"Fellow Daoist An Lang, I've finally waited for you..." Qinghe's smile suddenly turned cold, "You seem to be very capable, so I'll use my full strength without any hesitation..."

He has long wanted to educate this arrogant and ignorant young man. This is a rare opportunity. He must burn this lower realm native until he screams in agony and beats him until he kneels down and begs for mercy!

"That's it, just try your best and I will continue." An Bulang looked very reluctant.

In the eyes of others, the young man's expression seemed to be one of fear and fear of Yu Qinghe's strength, but he had no choice but to be pushed into the dojo by others.

Qingxue's beautiful eyes sparkled, her smile was bright, and she was looking forward to the next period.

As the competition begins.

Qinghe rushed towards An Bulang first, and he wanted to trample An Bulang under his feet as quickly as possible!

boom!!

The blazing fairy spirit turned into a terrifying and boundless ancient flame beast.

The body of the lion-headed dragon is three thousand feet long, its scales are as hot as red iron, it can crack mountains with a flick of its tail, and it can cause fire storms with a roar, its power is extremely frightening.

"This is Senior Brother Qinghe's unique skill, transforming into a lion or a dragon in the morning sun!"

"Oh my God, he actually used his special skills as soon as the war started. He wouldn't have killed that kid, would he?"

"Haha, just give that boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven a profound lesson!"

The monster with a lion's head and a dragon's body blooms with the light of the morning sun. The fiery energy melts everything. The terrifying power is earth-shattering and proud of the sky. The power vibrates so much that the void trembles.

"Boy, let me know what the real gap is!"

Qinghe yelled angrily and lowered towards the young man in white with an invincible force.

The young man's clothes were blown up. He faced the extremely terrifying monster and sighed softly.

His big hand slapped the lion-headed and dragon-bodied monster from the air, and it seemed like endless wind was gathering in his hand.

Qinghe laughed: "Madman, you actually use wind to fight the flames? Is it because you think you were not burned hard enough?"

Bang!!!

The young man struck out with one palm.

The wind of heaven and earth broke out in an instant, the blue wind roared, and even the void was distorted.

The blue divine wind shook thirty thousand meters, tearing the monster condensed with blazing flames into pieces! :(/

Wind helps fire, it depends on what kind of wind it is.

The wind that An Bulang struck out with one palm, which could even extinguish flames, was like a blade coming from an extremely cold place. After shattering the monster, it also froze the opponent's energy together with it.

Qinghe, who was preparing to burn An Bulang, was dumbfounded. He could not have expected today's situation.

The next moment, his body was hit by the blue storm, and he was swept up into the sky and slashed with tens of thousands of knives. His blood spurted out, and he turned into a bloody man and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Qinghe!"

"No! How is this possible..."

"An Lang, are you crazy? How dare you do such a heavy hand!"

The outstanding monks of the Chaoyang Holy Sect looked at the young man in white in shock and anger.

"Stop talking, I think I can save him a little more..." Qinghe fell into a pool of blood, feeling miserable.

He looked at the boy in white in shock and confusion. He wanted to torture the boy, but in the blink of an eye he became the one being tortured... He still hasn't come back to his senses.

Immediately, Tianjiao monks went to treat Qinghe. Many strong monks from the Chaoyang Holy Sect glared at An Bulang with angry faces, scolding An Bulang for being too harsh.

An Bulang responded coldly: "When he fought with me, he hit so hard, and his first move was a unique skill. Why didn't you stop him at that time, but now he has the nerve to scold me?"

Qinghe was merciless in dealing with him back then, and he knew very well the little thoughts in his heart. Naturally, he would not smile at such a monk.

On the contrary, he was actually very merciful. Although Qinghe was beheaded ten thousand times, his roots were not injured.

If he really wants him to be merciless, Qinghe really has to become the kind of person who can't even find a scumbag.

"Anyway, your attack this time is too harsh. Qinghe just wants you to recognize the gap between the two places. How could you be so harsh?" Qingxue frowned and looked at An Bulang.

An Bulang laughed when he heard this: "I also want him to recognize the difference between the two places."

"You...!" Qingxue was so angry that her chest shook, and she didn't know how to answer.

How could the other geniuses of the Chaoyang Holy Sect not know the implication of the young man's words?

They were one of the ten major sects in the Kunlun Sanctuary, and now they were actually said so by a monk from the lower realm, which greatly stimulated their self-esteem. They were all filled with righteous indignation and wanted to compete with An Bulang.

"Senior Brother Qinghe must have underestimated the enemy before, and then he was defeated by that despicable lower realm monk."

"Senior Sister Qingxue, this person obviously looks down on our sect, why don't you educate him for us! Look at how dare he be so arrogant!"

"Yes, looking at his arrogant look, do you really think that you are invincible? Senior sister, please take action once and let him know that the Chaoyang Holy Sect cannot be humiliated, and let him see the true power of the top genius of the Chaoyang Holy Sect!"

Qingxue was inexplicably pushed to the dojo by a group of angry geniuses.

These geniuses of the Chaoyang Holy Sect are not fools. In fact, they know that An Bulang is very powerful, much more powerful than they thought before! But as the genius of the top Holy Sect, they always have an unspeakable pride and contempt.

They were unwilling to recognize the monks in the lower world and wanted to educate the arrogant monk. It would be best if they could see the young man kneeling down and begging for mercy, but obviously they couldn't do it.

In the eyes of all the talented people in the martial arts dojo, Qingxue, as one of the preparatory saints of the Chaoyang Holy Sect, is definitely the perfect candidate to teach that young man a lesson, and can use the most powerful means to crush that young man into dust.

Qingxue had long wanted to teach An Bulang a lesson, so she just let it go and stood on the dojo.

Qingxue stood in front of An Bulang, and ninety-nine star orbs simultaneously released mysterious radiance, surrounding the woman in a special trajectory.

The crystal white light shrouded the woman's slim and sexy body, making her as arrogant as a saint among the stars.

At this time, a large number of Tianjiao monks gathered in Chaoyang Shengzong's martial arts dojo.

They all heard that monks from the lower world came to fight Qingxue, so they hurriedly came from various places.

"I heard that Senior Sister Qingxue is going to take action against that boy?"

"No, there are monks from the lower world who are worthy of Senior Sister Qingxue taking action?"

"It is said that that young man was too arrogant. Elder Qinghai gave him immortality to join our sect, but he looked down on our Chaoyang Holy Sect. Not only that, he also defeated senior brother Qinghe."

"It's not bad if you can defeat Senior Brother Qinghe."

"Haha, he must be the most powerful native in the lower world, that's why he is so arrogant, but that's the end of it. Senior Sister Qingxue will make him realize what the real gap is."

Many geniuses from the Chaoyang Holy Sect gathered here.

A phantom with three great suns shining above his head, like a man descending from the sun, stepping on the fire.

As soon as he appeared, it seemed as if even the brilliance of the sun in the sky was taken away, and he was the only one who shone brightest in the whole world.

"The Holy Son of Beiyang is here!"

"I never thought he would come here to watch the game."

"Don't you know, the Holy Son of Beiyang is the suitor of Senior Sister Qingxue!"

When all the geniuses saw that heroic and extraordinary man, their eyes showed respect.

Those who can be crowned with the title of Holy Son in the Holy Realm are all the top geniuses. They are all star monks in the Ten Holy Realms, with extremely glorious futures and extremely terrifying cultivation potential.

At the same time, they also represent the qualifications to inherit the position of leader of the Holy Sect in the future.

Even if she is as powerful as Qingxue, she is only a candidate for sainthood.

At this moment, there was another exclamation from the crowd.
To be continued...