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Although Zhuo Qingfeng is a powerhouse at the pinnacle of the Half-Step Wushu King, after all, he is only a Half-Step Wushu King, and the true power in his body has not completely transformed his true essence. How can he be the opponent of Lengpagong.
Only one blow was already injured.
"Leng Pogong, you are so bold. This is the imperial city. You want to kill people wantonly. Do you want to rebel?!" Although Zhuo Qingfeng was injured, his expression was not afraid, and he stood in front of Qin Chen angrily.
"Zhuo Qingfeng, I respect you as the lord of the Dan Pavilion, you let me go, this son provokes my Leng family again and again, today I will not kill him, and swear not to be a man."
Leng Pogong shouted coldly, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Qin Chen coldly, his eyes shot out a terrifying light.
But Qin Chen behind Zhuo Qingfeng was not afraid, just frowned and glanced at the palace.
Why is this Liu Xuanrui so slow?
"Young Chen is a member of my Dan Pavilion, if you dare to touch his hair, the old man will definitely recommend the North Heaven Domain Dan Pavilion branch to destroy your Leng Family." "Only you?" Leng Po Gong looked cold. Sneered and said: "You Zhuo Qingfeng, you are an abandoned disciple of the Beitianyu Dan Pavilion, other alchemy pavilion masters, if you say that, the old man might still respect him a bit, you, the abandoned Dan pavilion, how can the old man care? I'll give you a chance for three breaths, get out of it right away, otherwise old man
, Even your lesson. "
Zhuo Qingfeng was reprimanded by the Beitianyu Dan Pavilion. This point, Leng Paigong, the ancestor of the Leng family, couldn't be clearer, otherwise, he would not dare to be so arrogant towards Dan Pavilion these years.
not to mention.
Although Dange is strong, how many branches are there on the mainland?
In the entire land of the Hundred Dynasties, there are more than dozens or hundreds of branches like the Imperial City Dan Pavilion. The entire continent is boundless. As long as he does not kill Zhuo Qingfeng, he will not believe in the Northern Heaven Domain Dan Pavilion. To suppress his Leng family for a pariah from the Five Nations.
After all, the purpose of Dan Pavilion is not to interfere in the struggle between local forces.
If the Beitianyu Dange was really for a young man, he would kill his Leng Family, as long as it reached the supreme martial domain, it would definitely cause shock and bring huge trouble to the Dange.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Leng Pogong, I think you are crazy." Zhuo Qingfeng roared angrily, but he was extremely anxious.
He alone couldn't stop Leng Po Gong at all.
What made Zhuo Qingfeng depressed was that he himself was very nervous, but there was no worry at all because of the dust.
"Zhuo Qingfeng, don't you let it? Okay, very good, I want to see, who can stop the person I want to kill!"
With a cold shout, Leng Pogong no longer talks nonsense with Zhuo Qingfeng, the cold light flashes in his eyes, and the whole person rushes up, grabbing Zhuo Qingfeng with a palm.
Boom!
In the void, the endless true essence condensed and turned into an astonishing force, like a giant hand, holding Zhuo Qingfeng tightly, no matter how much Zhuo Qingfeng moved, he couldn't break free.
"Is this the true power of Wu Wang? Is this the suppression of the will of the martial arts?"
Despair rose in Zhuo Qingfeng's heart.
At any rate, he is also a half-step Wuwang level powerhouse. There is a part of the true power in his body that has already begun to transform to true essence, but in front of the real Wuwang Leng Pogong, he is so vulnerable, even if he can't even move.
This kind of powerlessness made Zhuo Qingfeng feel a deep despair.
"Zhuo Qingfeng, remembering this feeling of martial arts will and the movement of true essence will be of great help for you to break through the realm of Martial King."
A voice came into Zhuo Qingfeng's ears, making Zhuo Qingfeng look speechless. At this time, Qin Chen was still talking to him in a leisurely manner.
"Little dust, run away, I will find a way to stop him."
Zhuo Qingfeng said anxiously.
"No, they are already here?" Qin Chen said with a light smile.
"Here? Who is here?"
Zhuo Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, but only saw Leng Pogong's palm raising, exuding a terrifying aura, and directly grabbed and photographed Qin Chen.
"Boy, today is your death date."
Leng Po Gong has a hideous face, and his murderous intent is boiling.
Seeing that his palm was about to hit Qin Chen.
Suddenly a thunderous cold shout sounded.
"stop!"
At the next moment, an astonishing stream of light, like a meteor, instantly appeared in front of Qin Chen.
This is an old man with a gray-brown beard, his face is cold, his eyes are shining like stars, and his thin palms seem to have billions of stars blooming, colliding with Leng Pogong's attack instantly.
Boom!
Like a thunderstorm, it exploded in the entire trading market. The real yuan burst with amazing tearing power, and the warriors in the entire trading market retreated one after another, each of them dazzled with tinnitus.
"Leng Pogong, this is the imperial city, you dare to kill people in the street, so bold."
The old man snorted coldly, his eyes full of anger.
"Fu Xingcheng, is it you?" Leng Pogong's face sank, revealing a solemn expression.
Fu Xingcheng, Dean of Emperor Star Academy, a well-known powerhouse in the Imperial City.
This person, as early as more than 30 years ago, had already broken through the realm of King Wu, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe key point is that this person, as the dean of the Emperor Star Academy, rarely has anything to do with the world, and even the deputy deans of the Emperor Star Academy rarely see him. Why does he suddenly appear here today?
After much deliberation, Lengpaigong only thought of one possibility.
That is the royal family.
Emperor Star Academy was the first college of the dynasty, but in fact, it was organized by the royal family, and the dean of Emperor Star Academy has always been loyal to the royal family. Only your Majesty can invite this person.
really.
The thought in Leng Pogong's mind just fell.
Boom boom boom!
The streets of the entire trading market trembled in an instant, and a group of armored guards rushed from outside the trading market, and instantly surrounded the entire trading market.
Immediately afterwards, the guards dispersed, and Liu Xuanrui, the current majesty of the Dawei Dynasty, walked slowly, looking at the scene in front of him with a gloomy expression.
"Cao Min has seen your Majesty, long live your majesty!"
Seeing Liu Xuanrui, all the warriors on the court knelt in panic and shouted respectfully.
"Everyone loves the courtesy!" Liu Xuanrui waved his hand and said solemnly: "I heard that you have been oppressed and wronged in the trading market. Don't worry, everyone. I am here to do justice to you. I am majestic. The dynasty is a dynasty governed by law. It will never tolerate any forces, show off their might and oppress everyone
On this point, I, Liu Xuanrui, promise everyone. "
Liu Xuanrui's loud voice echoed over the trading market, reaching the ears of every warrior, instantly making the warriors on the field excited and happy.
Your Majesty, have you come to give them justice?
The heart that was frightened and horrified because of the appearance of Leng Pogong, at this moment, instantly felt extremely warm.
"Leng Pogong, can you explain to me what the **** is going on here?" Liu Xuanrui walked forward, looking at the chaotic trading market, and said coldly to Leng Pogong. In his words, there was an imperial dominance. Will, soaring into the sky.