Aya Qingzhu of the wind rises Douluo

Facing the numerous gun shadows in front of her, Ling Qingzhu did not look too solemn. She stood on tiptoes and rushed forward with a swing of her heavy ruler.

At this time, the fluctuations in the sky became more and more powerful. Huang Pu Sanyuan was also looking at the battlefield above with great worry.

"Wang Yan, if that's all you have, then go back and practice hard and don't come out again to embarrass yourself!"

The battle circle in the sky lasted for a moment, and Ling Qingzhu Xuan's heavy ruler exploded out violently. The powerful power contained in the ancient halberd actually knocked away Wang Yan's Daluo Golden Spear. , she looked at the ugly-looking latter and sneered.

Now she has only used three-tenths of her power. The gap between a small success in modeling and a small success in creation is not just a tiny bit, it is a huge gap.

Since ancient times, martial arts, martial arts, and foundation have been extremely important if you want to transcend levels. She can beat Wang Yan in the modeling mirror and even in the Yuandan realm.

"How is it possible? How could this happen? Who are you?!"

Looking at Ling Qingzhu, who was standing proudly and motionless in mid-air with a heavy ruler in hand, Wang Yan's face turned abnormally green, and his heart was also filled with turmoil at this moment.

In the previous fight, not only had he failed to achieve a crushing victory as he had expected, but every time Aya Qingzhu hit his gun with a heavy stick, the huge force that came from it would make his palms numb.

Even under the other party's relaxed expression, he actually felt fear, as if his strength was not as simple as it appeared.

Wang Yan's eyes were slightly red, and he let out a low roar, and then bright golden light burst out, and in an instant, a golden platform nearly ten feet in size was formed in front of him.

"Jintai Town Devil's Palm!"

As soon as the golden platform, which was made of real gold, took shape, it roared out, with the sound of a sonic boom filling the sky, and hit Ling Qingzhu hard on the head.

"Haha!" Looking at the golden platform in front of him, Ling Qingzhu had some contempt in his eyes. At the same time, he was tired of playing and said lightly: "It's almost time to end."

Ling Qingzhu punched the golden platform hard, "Feng!"

A deafening clang sounded in the sky.

As the power of the Creation Realm in the body spurted out, a terrifying power also came from Ling Qingzhu's body. It surged out from her fist, and then poured all of it onto the huge golden platform.

Under the overwhelming power of Ling Qingzhu, the golden platform crashed down with a sonic explosion that filled the sky, and suddenly solidified. Then, under Wang Yan's horrified eyes, a series of fine cracks quickly appeared. The whole golden platform is covered with them.

"boom!"

As the cracks spread, a moment later, the golden platform exploded open directly from the banquet, turning into golden light spots all over the sky. And where the golden light spots scattered, a figure stood like a god of war with a sword.

"Impossible, impossible!" Wang Yan almost pissed himself when he saw this scene. He struck with all his strength, and was broken by one punch so easily.

Even Lin Langtian couldn't possibly break it so easily.

Observing the aura carefully, he found that it was similar to the aura of Ling Qingzhu before. He was dumbfounded and said: "Since you are also a small achiever in the Creation Realm, where are you from?"

While Wang Yan was stunned, Ling Qingzhu appeared behind Wang Yan and said quietly: "As for who I am, you don't deserve to know."

"boom!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Ling Qingzhu's eyes, and the surging vitality spread from his body to the surface of his fist, knocking Wang Yan from the sky to the ground with one punch.

The fluctuations of vitality swept around. Huangpu Sanyuan's eyes shifted down almost at the same time, staring at the figure buried in the ravine. When they looked at the embarrassed man covered in blood and holding a golden gun, When there is a human figure.

One of the proudest talents in the imperial capital, she came in and was fucked down so easily. At this moment, she was even more excited about this handsome little brother.

Who doesn't like handsome and strong men?

Ling Qingzhu fell to the ground very gracefully, pointing the Xuan Zhong ruler in her hand lightly and said: "How do you want to die?"

"Bah!" Wang Yan spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. Just as he was about to stand up with a struggle, Ling Qingzhu swung down with a heavy ruler.

"Little beast, you are too pushy."

However, just when Ling Qingzhu waved, an old roar erupted from the sky, and then a figure appeared in front of Ling Qingzhu like lightning, with a palm as dry as an eagle's claw. , directly greeted the heavy ruler.

"boom"

The feet and claws intersected, and a fierce wind suddenly swept away. Even the soil on the ground was blown away at this moment.

The ripples of the strong wind spread, and Ling Qingzhu's figure was shocked back ten steps by the figure. However, the old figure also stepped back a few steps before he stabilized his body.

Ling Qingzhu flew into the air, landed steadily on the ground, and looked forward. At this moment, in front of Wang Yan, stood an old man with gray hair. A powerful aura comparable to bones radiated from his body.

"The Qi Creation Realm is completed."

Feeling the domineering aura of the gray-haired old man, Ling Qingzhu's eyes froze slightly. He had never noticed that there was this strong man among the people of the Wang clan before. It seemed that the former had deliberately restrained himself. breath.

But she didn't expect that there was no gap between her and someone around. She'd better investigate next time, as she almost lost a big loss.

"Uncle Tong"

Looking at the gray-haired old man who suddenly took action, Wang Yan also showed joy in his eyes, and immediately said viciously: "Uncle Tong, this kid insulted my Wang family, we can't let him go easily."

The old man who Wang Yan called Uncle Tong slowly closed his withered claws, stared at Ling Qingzhu with cold eyes and said: "Boy, keep a line in everything. You are so arrogant, do you really think that my Wang family has no family members?" Isn’t it human?”

"Don't think that you are invincible after cultivating to the level of Creation. There are people taking care of me behind the scenes of the Wang family."

"Haha!" Ling Qingzhu smiled disdainfully and stood in front of Huangpu Sanyuan: "If you really followed him secretly, how could you not know the origin of the matter?"

"Everyone respects me as much as I respect others. No matter who he is, what can you do to me, Xiao Yan? Don't you want to know if the forces behind me are sure to destroy your Wang family?"

Uncle Tong hesitated after hearing this, but then he thought that the name "Xiao Yan" was unknown, and there was no other news from the major forces.

At present, there is only one "Ling Qingzhu" in the Great Yan Dynasty, and no one else has come except the big forces.

With such a young man's cultivation, he might have had an unparalleled opportunity to deal with Wang Yan by relying on his cultivation, but he was different.