Fang Qing's eyes were filled with gloom, Qin Yan must die today.
laugh.
But suddenly, a ray of silver light came, and his eyes narrowed: "What the hell?"
The souls of the dead were all gone, and subconsciously, he charged up his right hand and dropped it with a crash.
puff.
Fang Qing's pupils shrank, and in an instant, his whole body felt as if he had been hit hard, and he fell back several feet.
A huge blood hole appeared on the body, and it was extremely ferocious, like a centipede, with blood gushing out.
Everyone's pupils shrank: "This?"
"Fang Qing is injured?"
Fang Qing's face was ugly, and he said in horror: "Why...are you injured?"
"Um?"
He looked at Qin Yan and his expression darkened.
Qin Yan had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, holding a broken spiritual sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was dripping with blood.
Everyone's expressions also changed severely: "It was Qin Yan who hurt Fang Qing?"
"You? You can practice now?"
Fang Qing said hoarsely, unable to believe it, his eyes widened and filled with shock.
Isn't the sword in Qin Yan's hand the sword he eliminated? This boy has been practicing swordsmanship with this sword for the past twelve years.
He sneered at this. It was ridiculous that he still wanted to practice swordsmanship without realizing it.
But now...
how come……
"this?"
Fang Luo and Wang Hui's expressions stiffened. Can Qin Yan practice? When can you practice cultivation?
How can you practice if you are not aware of your natural spiritual power and your Qi sea is gone?
Qin Yan said: "What? Are you disappointed?"
Fang Qing's expression was extremely ugly, his body was shaking, and his face couldn't help but twist.
"Asshole!"
"How can Qin Yan practice?"
Everyone in the Fang family was extremely gloomy and very unsightly.
A man in black said gloomily: "You bastard, you committed a crime like this and are seeking death!"
Boom.
Qin Yan stepped hard with the sole of his foot, and his body swayed, and he was instantly in front of the man in black who was speaking. The latter's face darkened.
But Qin Yan was faster than him, and a sword touched his eyebrows, making him stiffen.
Qin Yan looked at him, smiled slightly and said: "Looking for death? Come and kill me! Please kill me!"
Clang.
puff.
The head flew out in an instant, with blood pouring out, and a pair of eyes widened, full of unwillingness.
Qin Yan sneered and said: "You losers had better not provoke me, I don't want to waste time on you!"
The arrogant voice spread, making everyone in the De Fang family look ugly, so crazy!
Everyone onlookers looked like they were dumbfounded.
"Isn't this Fang family's son-in-law a martial arts waste?"
"right."
"He is a martial arts waste who is born with no awareness of his spiritual power. He has never been able to practice."
"But he is not only a swordsman, but he also severely injured Fang Qing. This is so powerful!"
Everyone's pupils were shaking wildly, and they said, in their eyes, Qin Yan is a useless martial artist, how could he have such fighting power.
Fang Qing, who was seriously injured at the eighth level of the Body Tempering Realm?
Everyone knows Qin Yan, a joke in Yunlong City, who is born with spiritual power and unconsciousness, but today's Qin Yan really cannot be linked to spiritual power.
Wang Hui looked ugly. She looked at Fang Qing and yelled, "Trash, what do you do to support the Fang family?"
"If you can't even kill an ant, what are you doing here?"
An angry hoarse voice shouted hysterically.
In her eyes, Qin Yan was useless, but Fang Qing could not kill Qin Yan, but was injured by the opponent.
This is a shame for the Fang family. She does not want Qin Yan to rise.
Fang Qing looked ugly and stared at Qin Yan. He wanted to ask Wang Hui, "Which damn sword cultivator have you ever seen?"
Qin Yan looked at Wang Hui and smiled: "Don't worry, I will send you on your way soon."
When Wang Hui saw this, Qin Yan's smile made her face change wildly, and a cold chill instantly rushed from the soles of her feet to Tianling Gai. She said angrily: "You are the only one who is so arrogant?"
Qin Yan's eyes were indifferent and he was not going to waste time and started killing.
Fang Qing shouted: "Go to hell Qin Yan."
boom.
In an instant, he jumped to kill him.
Why does this trash rise?
Why would he be engaged to Tianxue? He had liked Tianxue since he was a child. However, Tianxue was unhappy because he was associated with this trash, and he had a strong hatred for Qin Yan in his heart.
So when Wang Hui proposed to abolish Qin Yan, he agreed with both hands.
But he couldn't figure out why the crippled Qin Yan could practice?
Qin Yan looked at Fang Qing indifferently, and instantly shot out, his sword like a swimming dragon coming towards him, Fang Qing's face was ferocious, and he took out a long spear.
boom!
The sword and gun collided, and sparks burst out!
Fang Qing stood on the side of his foot and said in a ferocious voice: "The sneaky spear breaks the sky!"
As soon as the shot came out, the air suddenly distorted.
Qin Yan sneered, held the spirit sword and stabbed immediately, blocking Fang Qing's attack. The latter's face darkened, but he actually blocked his Xuan-level martial arts?
Qin Yan, on the other hand, spun the soles of his feet and swung the sword violently. The sword energy surged, and Fang Qing's eyes shrank, and he lost his voice: "No."
With a sneer, blood poured out, and Fang Qing's arm flew out like tofu, and blood spilled all over the floor.
"Ahhh!"
A shrill scream could be heard, and Fang Qing fell to the ground and started twitching.
"You, you are so brave!"
His voice roared.
Qin Yan looked cold and said ferociously: "Send me to Yanchun Tower and destroy me in the sea of qi!"
"Today I will make you a waste!"
Fang Luo shouted: "Stop."
Qin Yan glanced at him lightly, his ruthless eyes making Fang Luo tremble in his heart, and Qin Yan sneered, and landed his sword on Fang Qing's sea of qi, only to hear a pop.
Fang Qing's sea of qi exploded immediately, and his spiritual power was like a deflated balloon.
"You, you destroyed my Qihai?"
Fang Qing stared at Qin Yan, his eyes as red as blood, extremely angry, and let out a lung-breaking hissing sound.
pain!
Qin Yan smiled solemnly: "I just want you to taste the feeling of being a waste. This should be quite new to you!"
Everyone's expressions were extremely shocked and they lost their voices: "Is this Qin Yan? So ruthless? Such cruel methods?"
"Asshole, you are such an asshole!!"
Fang Qing said painfully, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Qin Yan smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, I'll let you feel like this trash!"
Fang Qing's face was ashen, and waste was worse than death.
boom!
Suddenly a momentum burst out.
Qin Yan sneered, with a ferocious look on his lips, stamped his feet, tearing his whole body with sword intent, and swung his sword, and the sword light flashed out like a bright moon.
boom!
Fang Luo dropped his fist hard, and his whole body fell back dozens of feet. His face was extremely ugly, as if he had eaten shit.
Everyone was shocked, and the head of the Fang family was also repulsed? ?
Fang Luo said: "Qin Yan, let's talk?"
Qin Yan nodded: "Okay, I'll kill Wang Hui and talk to you!"
Wang Hui looked ugly and said ferociously: "Qin Yan, are you so bold and want to attack me?"
Qin Yan said: "Yes."
"I really want to cut your head off right now, no joke."
Wang Hui's face turned pale.
"Looking for death, my master is kind enough to talk to you, but you still dare to be so presumptuous."
"I originally wanted to spare your life because of Senior Ye's kindness. If that's the case, then take my life."
Fang Luo frowned tightly, his eyes were cold and deep, and he shot out in an instant, his fist exploded, and a powerful wave of air shot out instantly.
The spiritual power was strong, causing bursts of tearing sounds, and the terrifying power exploded like a sudden rain.
Qin Yan faced the attack from Fang Luo, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he held the spiritual sword, its trajectory was mysterious, agile and elegant.
Clang!
The next moment, it burst out, the sword light was raging, the sword was deflected, and the space was distorted and broken.
boom.
Fang Luo's offensive was shattered, and he continued to retreat. His pupils were horrified, and wounds on his body appeared and were bleeding.
Everyone in the Fang family was in disbelief.
"How can it be?!"
Wang Hui was even more unbelievable. His face was twisted, and his eyes were full of viciousness. Qin Yan's Qihai should have been completely destroyed. Why can this guy practice?
It's a blessing that this little beast didn't die. What happened to him?
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but gasped: "Is this still the good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Fang family?"
Waste, this is still waste.
A master of the ninth-level body tempering realm was actually injured?
The first time I saw it, it was possible that Qin Yan had been holding back.
If this is the case, then this kid is really terrible!
"Lingxi sword!"
Qin Yan held the sword with deep eyes and stamped his feet, swooping out like a tiger. He didn't give Fang Luo time to rest. He didn't want to waste time fighting.
The Lingxi sword was one that my aunt used to practice for herself.
Even though he was unaware of his spiritual power, he had been practicing Lingxi Yijian for the past twelve years. The combination of sword energy and energy could produce extremely powerful and terrifying sword power.
"Damn!!!"
Fang Luo's face was gloomy and he said: "How could I lose to you!"
The spiritual power gathered in the air sea, the bones trembled, the thunder resounded, and it exploded to deliver a peerless punch.
The ninth-level body-tempering realm spiritual power was swallowed up and crushed down. Qin Yan's sword light exploded and stretched wildly.
boom!
The two extreme forces collided, and the spiritual power exploded, seeming to engulf each other's power, while Qin Yan's sword energy surged stronger, killing and engulfing Fang Luo's attack.
puff.
Fang Luo's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
boom!
Qin Yan smiled at the corners of his mouth, kicked his feet violently, stabbed forward quickly, made a fist with his left hand and swung it out violently. The latter's eyes were cold and he pressed with his backhand.
boom.
The reverse blood spurted out, and Fang Luo screamed again, and stepped back dozens of steps. His whole arm was trembling, and his face looked unbelievable. How could his physical body be so strong?
"Master!" Everyone in the Fang family exclaimed, and then their faces became ferocious: "You beast is looking for death!"
