Martial Arts Overlord

Uh ...

Gan Yun was shocked by Yang Wan'er's palm and backed up. The burning energy caused a hot wind to hang across the street.

"Ok?"

Many people such as Qian Yun and Yang Waner were the focus of everyone's attention. When they noticed this change, many people had their eyes fixed, and they were shocked. Some people dared to take the shot as the master of the family, but at the same time they were surprised. Waner's strength.

You know, Gan Yun, but Yuan Haijing's heavy peak power, will be shocked by people.

boom!

With one foot stepping on the ground, Qianyun stabilized his body, hearing the surrounding discussion, a pair of gloomy eyes burning with anger, watching Yang Waner smile coldly:

"Miss is good at it, I'm going to ask a question or two!"

Can't help the anger in his heart. The air in Qianyun's body shook slightly. The index finger of his right hand was a little volleyed, and his fingertips flared with a strong flame. It burned at his fingertips and became more and more dazzling.

"This is the family tradition of the Qiang family to learn Yangyang fingers!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed when they saw Qianyun's shot.

next moment!

Huh!

The dazzling flame of light illuminates, a condensed and incomparable flame momentum, shoots out from the fingertips of the dry cloud, and rotates the fingers in a volley, letting the air make a crackling sound, and there is an unstoppable sharpness Potential, shot at Yang Waner's left shoulder in the past.

Feeling the horror in this finger, everyone was stunned. Looking at Yang Wan'er's eyes, there was a bit of intolerance. The Lianyang Finger is prefecture-level superior martial arts. This finger strength also contains extremely terrifying fire mood, like a volcanic explosion, a meteorite falling to the ground, and when the finger strength appears, everyone has determined that it cannot be resisted.

"This dry cloud ..." Liu Yuanzhen noticed the scene and frowned, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

Facing the fierce fingers from the blast, Yang Waner's red lips evoked a sneer and sneer, two golden flames lit up in her pupils, and a little golden crushing inflammation appeared in the air around her. .

At this moment, the temperature in the street rose in a straight line, and an illusion was raised in the hearts of everyone, as if the whole body's blood heat was burning, and the whole world became slow and hot with this palm falling.

puff!

Under this palm, the powerful momentum of the fingers was completely covered up, and the artistic mood of fire was directly crushed without resistance, and then a burst of fire with a burst of breath was crushed toward the dry cloud. past.

Qian Yun's face turned wild, and he hurriedly displayed the guardian's breath, a bang, the flames burst, and Qianyun's guardian's breath was shattered, his figure soaring backward like a shooting star.

"Master!"

An exclamation sounded. The middle-aged man who had just followed behind Qian Yun turned into a residual shadow and intercepted behind Qian Yun, catching Qian with one palm, **** with his right hand, and punching above the remaining flame palm strength.

boom!

The fire burst, the palm strength was crushed by this fist into nothingness, and the scorching hot energy forced the pedestrians around to retreat.

Seeing this ending, everyone around him looked a little surprised.

"Good strength, this woman blocked Gan Yun's Lianyang fingers with such a powerful hand." Someone in the crowd was surprised.

Others looked at Yang Wan'er, and also felt incredible in their eyes. Those who had originally seen Yang Wan'er's beautiful appearance and had some unthinkable feelings in their hearts immediately dispelled their thoughts.

"This woman turned out to be the mid-secondary power of Yuan Haijing. No wonder he dared to shoot at Qian Yun."

"She should not be a member of our Riyun dynasty. I don't know which country's young generation."

Many people are secretly guessing in their hearts.

"Master, are you okay?"

The middle-aged man held Qianyun and asked.

"Step aside!"

Qian Yuntie's face turned away, and he blocked the middle-aged man. The belt on his head was broken, and his neatly groomed head was scattered. At this moment, he no longer has the noble attitude of being a family member of the family. , A pair of sharp eyes, staring at Yang Waner.

"Qian Yun, that's all for now."

Footsteps sounded, Liu Yuanzhen came over and frowned and said to Qianyun.

He loves beauty the most. Beauty is a treasure to him, not a plaything. He also doesn't like to force a beauty.

"Brother Yuan Zhen."

Qian Yun interrupted Liu Yuanzhen and said coldly, looking at Yang Waner, "I am sorry that Brother Yuan Zhen did not get what I wished. However, this matter is about my Gan Yun, the face of my family, and hope Yuan Zhen, don't step in. "

Qian Yun's eyes were cold, and he was still in front of Qingzifu Shizi, so shameless, that he couldn't bear this breath.

Liu Yuan really frowned, but Qian Yun said this step, he is not good to intervene.

"The cracked cloud dynasty's family, Qianyun! Who are you?"

Qian Yun shook her sleeves and took a step forward. Xiang Yang Waner asked coldly, her tone full of arrogance and pride.

Yang Wan'er glanced at Qian Yun, "Cang Lan Dynasty, Yang Wan'er."

Canglan Dynasty, wouldn't it ...

Hearing Yang Wan'er's words, Liu Yuan was really moved, and looked at Yang Wan'er in amazement.

Canglan Dynasty, Yang Waner ...

Many people in the crowd were confused, and apparently had not heard of the name.

Gan Yun frowned and glanced at the middle-aged man beside him.

"Master, the Canglan dynasty is a very northern place, a small country near the endless ocean. The national strength is behind our dozens of dynasties in the Riyun dynasty." The middle-aged man replied respectfully.

"The country of the far north ..."

Gan Yun squinted her eyes, showing a bit of disdain in her eyes, looking at Yang Waner, her eyes were a little bit higher, "I treat you with courtesy, you seem to give me too much shame."

When speaking, there was a hint of chill on Gan Yun's body, which made the people around him nervous. This is the owner of the first family of the split-cloud dynasty, really angry.

"Be polite ..."

Yang Waner sneered on the face, and was about to speak, stopped by the exquisite water next to her.

"Yang Waner, I know your mood, but here is Jingyun City. After all, the Gan family is the first family of the split cloud dynasty. As for what is happening today, we can consider it in the future. "

Shui Linglong's eyes fell on the middle-aged man next to Qian Yun. The other person's breath was so powerful that she couldn't see through the other person's realm.

Yang Waner Dai's eyebrows frowned, and she looked at the teachers and sisters around her, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

Shui Linglong exhaled slowly. Now is the time for the assessment of the Holy Land. Gan Yun didn't dare to go too far.

However, at this moment, another voice suddenly sounded.

"Why do we give you face to a shameless person like you!"

Nanxuan respected Luo Feng very much. Just now, Gan Yun's words to Yang Waner had made her full of anger, and now all burst out, glaring at Gan Yundao:

"Tell you, Sister Yang Waner is our fiancee. If you let the elder brother know just now, no matter you are a young master or a deep master, you all ca n’t eat it. ! Brother can fly you with one finger! "

Quiet!

The whole street suddenly fell into a weird silence, everyone was wide-eyed, looked at Nanxuan in disbelief, and did not expect anyone to dare to talk to Qianyun like this! There was also some confusion in my heart. Who is this big brother? He even let a little girl dare not to take the young master into his eyes.

"This is really troublesome ..."

Shui Linglong smiled bitterly. She forgot that Nan Xuan was the troublemaker, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Be careful."

Although something happened suddenly, Shui Linglong was not panic. She still had the token of the true disciple given to her by Shui Qingcheng. As long as the token was taken out, the disciples of Xiaoyaozong would definitely not sit idly by, but this token belongs to Shui Qingcheng. Related to some past events, less than a last resort, she did not want to take out the token.

"Why Luo Feng hasn't arrived yet ..."

Shui Linglong could not help glancing at the crowd.

Yang Waner and Yan Feihua also secretly operated the real Yuan, ready to shoot at any time.

Ha ha!

A slight laughter sounded, Gan Yun smiled angrily, took a step forward, his eyes were staring at Nan Xuan, "What a girl with sharp teeth and sharp lips! Let your master come out, I'll take a look I ca n’t eat and go! Mr. Xu! "

As soon as Qianyun's words fell, the middle-aged man standing next to him fought out, his body shook slightly, and the terrifying breath belonging to Yuan Haijing's mid-fifth-level power burst into the sky, covering all directions and imposing momentum. Nan Xuan shrouded the past.

"what!"

Nan Xuan has just been promoted to the Real Yuan Realm. How to withstand the coercive power of Yuan Hai Realm in the middle of the world, he is shocked by the momentum of the general manager Xu, and his face is pale and bloodless, and his body is shaking slightly.

boom!

Suddenly, a strong breath burst, Yang Waner appeared in front of Nan Xuan, resisted the coercion of Director Xu, and said coldly:

"Dangyuan Yuanhai's mid-term power, bullying a warrior in the early Yuanyuan period, is this what you call the etiquette?"

As she spoke, the air on Yang Waner's body burst more and more, and the air of her body was burning with a trace of red gold fire, burning through the void.

I heard that everyone in the street nodded secretly. A Yuan Haijing was capable in mid-term. He shot at a young girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old and was just a soldier in the early Yuan Dynasty. Dignity.

Mr. Xu's face was also a little stiff, and his eyes swept away Yang Waner, and the water was exquisite, and he said, "Since this, you go together, lest I say that I am bullying."

Are you fighting?

Feeling this heavy atmosphere, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Wait."

Suddenly, Liu Yuanzhen stood up. He glanced at Yang Wan'er with a few doubts. He looked at Nan Xuan and asked, "Who is the big brother in your mouth?"

Nan Xuan pressed her red lips tightly, wondering if she should answer.

"Can anyone explain to me what is going on?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and the crowd separated, and three people came in, because they were not Luo Feng and who they were.

(End of this chapter)