Chapter 150

Xiao Leng is a super genius who goes against the sky. Before he is 100 years old, he has reached the Ninth level of the Taoist palace. He is only one step away from being promoted to Mingquan!

This talent is too terrible.

Even if he doesn't have any identity background, Dayan ancient country will take him as a treasure and cultivate him well.

What's more, it is still a big family in the ancient kingdom of Dayan, and the legitimate Tianjiao of the Xiao family!

The Xiao family, in the ancient kingdom of Dayan, is not inferior to the existence of sefeng nationality.

The status of Feng nationality in Dayan ancient country is second only to Dayan royal family.

The Xiao family is the top aristocratic family with the same status as the Feng family!

Therefore, even the envoy of the ancient kingdom of Dayan was quite polite to Xiao Leng.

Hearing the messenger's words, Xiao Leng raised his eyelids. He stood tall and had a detached sense of superiority. It seemed that there was no room for anyone in his eyes.

With a faint glance at Qin Changsheng, Xiao Leng said faintly: "do you need me to play a mole ant in Yuangang territory?"

"He doesn't deserve to fight me."

Xiao Leng's tone was plain, but he looked a little proud.

He is a rare genius in the world!

His pride went deep into his bones.

Even though Qin Changsheng's strength is very strong, he still doesn't get into his eyes and is still regarded as a mole ant by him.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too big.

It seemed to him that it was an insult to let him fight against a person who had lowered himself by nine small realms and a whole big realm.

"How can you kill a chicken with an ox knife! It's just a Yuangang realm. Even if it's amazing, it's just a Yuangang realm after all! It's too embarrassing for senior brother Xiao to come forward. I'll kill him!"

Among the Tianjiao in the ancient kingdom of Dayan, a young man who looks more than 30 years old and is much older than this said coldly.

"Zheng Hong!"

The envoy of the ancient kingdom of Dayan burst out a fine light in his eyes. Then he smiled and said, "let Xiao Leng play. I'm just saying it casually! If you're willing to play, it's natural to catch it!"

Not only him, but also the rest of the ancient kingdom of Dayan looked moved and looked at the young man named Zheng Hong. Some people had deep fear in the bottom of their eyes, and others had hot worship in their eyes.

Judging from their reaction, this young man named Zheng Hong is obviously an excellent figure.

"Elder martial brother Zheng is willing to play. The boy is dead!"

"Yes, with elder martial brother Zheng's strength, even the martial arts in the ordinary life spring are not his opponent. Even if the boy is evil, he can't be the opponent of elder martial brother Zheng!"

The people in Dayan ancient country were boiling, excited and excited.

"Hmm? Who is on stage this time? Those people in the ancient kingdom of Dayan seem very excited?"

The eyes of the people in the ancient kingdom of Tianyuan fell on Zheng Hong who flew to the battle platform. When they saw those people in the ancient kingdom of Dayan under the stage, they were all excited, and their hearts immediately showed a trace of worry.

"Remember, the man who killed you, Zheng Hong!"

On the stage, Zheng Hong stared at Qin Changsheng indifferently and said coldly.

When the voice fell, he shook his hand and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Come on, this will be your last battle!"

He said coldly, looking extremely confident.

"I hope you can speak with strength, not with your mouth!"

Qin Changsheng left a word coldly.

Before the words were heard, the Liuyun sword shot out again and cut at the other party.

"Sword art is exquisite, but under absolute strength, it is still just a bubble!"

Zheng Hong's eyes were filled with cynicism.

The next moment, a strong breath broke out.

"Tao palace is seven times!"

The strong men of the ancient kingdom of Tianyuan in the four directions suddenly changed their faces and grew up with surprise.

Zheng Hong has seven accomplishments in the Taoist palace!

"Shua!"

He immediately displayed a powerful body method and martial arts, just like a ghost. His figure was left on the whole battle platform.

"Ah!"

He waved the long sword in his hand and mercilessly cut the Liuyun sword that was shot at him.

"When!"

The two swords collided, making a clear sound and splashing brilliant sparks at the same time.

Zheng Hong looked contemptuous. However, when the two fought and the two swords collided, his expression changed slightly and his heart was immediately surprised.

"What a strong force!"

His heart shook. Fortunately, although he was arrogant and conceited, he was not careless when facing the enemy and did not retain his strength.

Otherwise, the sword in his hand would be shaken away by the collision between the two just now.

The Liuyun sword came flying, with its powerful and incomparable strength, which made his wrist numb, and the long sword almost got rid of it.

His eyes were frozen and his body moved. He kept approaching Qin Changsheng and getting closer to him. At the same time, he kept waving his sword to resist the attack of Liuyun sword.

It has to be said that this person's strength is indeed very strong, but his strength is stronger than those martial artists in the early stage of Mingquan territory of the North-South chamber of Commerce and the four seas chamber of Commerce Qin Changsheng met in huoyun city!

Not to mention anything else, it's extremely good just because it can stop the attack of sword defense.

However, Qin Changsheng was not in the slightest panic.

He reached out and grasped the Liuyun sword, which was picked up by the other party, immediately appeared in his hand.

"It's over, dead!"

There was a cruel color on Zheng Hong's face. The blessing of sword and martial spirit made his breath particularly fierce.

He waved the long sword in his hand, and the dense shadow of the sword fell down towards Qin Changsheng.

Qin Changsheng looks at himself. He doesn't know how many pure Yang swords he can hold in front of him?

Almost in an instant.

A golden Blazing Sword light suddenly burst out, like the sun rolling away. The terrible high temperature, hot breath and domineering and fierce sword spirit seemed to cut the void.

"Qiang Qiang!"

With the flourishing sword light pouring down, Zheng Hong's sweeping sword shadows were suddenly blown away like bubbles and disappeared.

Zheng Hong's pupils shrank and he was swallowed up by the golden sun with his sword.

"No -"

A strong sense of crisis rushed into his heart, and Zheng Hong screamed with panic and desolation.

"Click!"

The long sword in his hand was broken.

The sword with pure Yang Sword spirit smashed Zheng Hong's offensive, his strong self-confidence and pride, and brought him endless fear and despair!

"Poof!"

"Ah..."

Zheng Hong screamed and his blood dyed the golden sun red.

The terrible sword Qi tore the battle platform to pieces.

When the bright light converged, Zheng Hong was silent on the battle platform.

His whole body was burnt, and there was this ferocious sword mark on his body, which almost cut him into two sections!

"Next."

Plain words spread everywhere.

Qin Changsheng took his sword and stood up. There was no opponent in front of him.

There was silence everywhere.

No matter people from the nine kingdoms or those from the ancient kingdom of Tianyuan, everyone's pupils trembled and immersed in endless shock. They couldn't return to God for a long time.