"I don't want to expose it."

Young Master Yan looked down at the bottom, with a cold and arrogant look. He had been treated with coldly and coldly with the other party many times, but he was no longer as gentle as before.

At this moment, Lu Yushuang's hand on the hilt of the sword had already been retracted, and her slightly haggard cheeks were still clear. She glanced at Qingyuan and withdrew her gaze, as if she didn't care.

Since Senior Sister Zhou planned to hand over the matter to Qingyuan for handling, she just watched it while she ignored it.

On the contrary, Yu Ling's eyes shone, especially after hearing that the other party was unwilling to reveal it, she suddenly smiled and her tender and delicate little face was like a pure white lotus.

Kiyohara whispered: "This matter is not a grudge, but a meeting at sea, does the young master really care so much?"

Young Master Yan glanced at Lu Yushuang before falling on Qingyuan and sneered.

You can ignore it at other times, but at this time, face is crucial.

As for the ship that originated from Xuanyuan, he recognized the origin, but did not take it seriously. As he said just now, a third-level heaven, a fourth-level heaven, and a fifth-level heaven that was extremely weak, naturally could not defeat him.

The only surprise is that this guy who seems to be a mortal is quite hidden. However, the power of the giant palm came out before was quite weak, and it was only at the fourth level of heaven. Perhaps this person still has some reservations. From the level of breath, it can be concluded that the other party's Taoist practice is also at the fifth level of heaven.

Since the Tao is not as good as yourself, what is this person afraid of?

Young Master Yan was angry. He originally had some respect for this tower ship that could avoid the impact of real people's fighting, and he also felt that the people on the ship might have some extraordinary means. But now it seems that after being impacted by real people's fighting, even if it is an extraordinary means, it must have been consumed at this moment.

The other party has no support. Don’t say that there is a big ship behind him. Even if you rely solely on yourself, you can defeat these people in front of you, especially the weak and afraid of trouble.

"I saved your lives. You treat me like this, and teach me how to swallow this breath?"

Young Master Yan's voice fell, and with a finger in his hand, a treasure fell immediately.

This treasure is made of white jade, shaped like a wooden stake, and contains the sound of wind and thunder.

The top-grade magic weapon, the Fenglei jade escape stake!

But seeing this wooden stake-shaped magic weapon made of white jade heading towards the boat below, the sound of wind and thunder suddenly flourished.

This divine pile will be crushed even if it falls. It can be imagined that if this tower ship hits, then this tower ship will inevitably turn into ashes.

But Mr. Yan still held back a little.

He had no intention of destroying the entire building ship.

He just wanted to completely destroy the weak and afraid of trouble.

Qingyuan looked up at the top-grade magic weapon falling down, his eyes narrowed slightly, then took a step forward and reached out to look over.

The power of the Fenglei Jade Exit God Pile is terrifying and has the power to collapse mountains and crack the earth.

But he reached out and pressed the top-grade magic weapon.

The boat shook.

The sea water around the building ship rippled slightly.

Then... there was no movement.

The wind is calm.

The young man on the boat looked calm and raised his hand. He stuck with the treasure in his palm, without any breath of fireworks, as if he was gentle and nothing.

Young Master Yan, who was still a little disdainful in his eyes, thought that this guy who was overestimating himself must be beaten to ashes by the Fenglei Baoyu Escape Pile, was settled there in an instant.

Senior Sister Zhou said intimidly. She had known that this young master Qingyuan was a great person and could easily kill the great demon of the sixth level of heaven. Naturally, she would not be afraid of the cultivator of the sixth level of heaven in front of her, but she did not expect that Qingyuan could actually resist the top-grade magic weapon with bare hands.

And beside her, Yu Ling held her little face, and suddenly looked excited, with almost shining in her eyes.

"Didn't use Taoist art?" Lu Yushuang's breathing stuttered slightly. Perhaps only she realized that Qingyuan did not use Taoist art at all, nor did he even use magic power to control the top-grade magic weapon that could destroy the mountain.

Born of divine power? Or the rumored body of gods and demons? Lu Yushuang didn't know, but she knew that the ability this young man showed when he killed the Sixth Heavenly Monster was not to do his best... His ability was more than that.

After realizing this, even Lu Yushuang, who was born in Huanhua Pavilion and had the identity of a true disciple, couldn't help but feel a stern.

"Why is it so fussed to such an extent?"

Qingyuan let out a breath, his eyes condensed, and five-color light flashed between his palms and fingers. He immediately pressed the Fenglei Jade Escape Stake, then threw it and threw it into the ancient mirror, and then looked at Mr. Yan. The expression in his eyes was already a little cold, and he said, "Do you only have such a little ability?"

Young Master Yan's face suddenly became gloomy.

He asked himself that he was a number of people in the sixth level of heaven. With the inheritance of the realm of the realm, although he dared not say that this realm is invincible, he is not a weak person. Unless he meets those disciples of the Immortal Taoist Sect, he will be completely fearless in the realm of these sixth level of heaven.

But today, he used the best magic weapon that he was proud of, but in exchange for the words you only have such a little ability... and the person who speaks is far inferior to him.

"You really have some skills."

Young Master Yan took a deep breath and held it in his hand, something else appeared.

This is a magic sword with sharp edges.

magic weapon!

"Magic weapon?" Lu Yushuang and Senior Sister Zhou looked at each other, and they were both surprised. It should be noted that ordinary real people may not have a magic weapon in their hands, and they are mostly using top-grade magic weapons.

Even the Shuanghua Sword in Lu Yushuang's hand was from the hands of the immortals, and was only the best among the top-grade magic weapons. It is expected to be turned into a magic weapon, which can be called the prototype of a magic weapon, but it is not a magic weapon after all.

A soothing sound!

The sword energy broke through the air and arrived in an instant.

The tingling feeling of coldness reached Qingyuan's eyebrows, which made him frown.

When the sword energy touched his eyebrows, even Yu Ling couldn't help but exclaim.

However, a golden light flashed in front of Qingyuan's body, and an ancient mirror appeared in front of his eyebrows.

The sword energy fell into the mirror, like a stone sinking into the sea, without even a ripples.

Before Young Master Yan felt shocked, he saw Qingyuan leaning out with his left hand and a fire burst out from his palm, more than ten feet thick, as thick as a bucket, and at the front of the fire, it was divided into eight.

The Secret Legend of Zixiao Palace, Eight Fire Dragon Paths!

"you……"

Young Master Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart suddenly became extremely strong in the crisis, and the throbbing chill almost enveloped his whole body.

"Young Master..."

"careful!"

"Go away quickly!"

"That junior... you are so brave..."

From the big ship, almost at the same time, several masters shouted loudly, and their mana was circulating, and their voices were almost as solid as the essence.

However, these almost condensed sounds cannot stop the eight-headed fire dragons.
Chapter completed!