"My son doesn't want to reveal it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Yan Gongzi looked down, his expression was cold and arrogant, he had experienced the cold reception of the other party many times, and he was no longer gentle and elegant before.

At this moment, Lu Yushuang's hand on the hilt of the sword had already been withdrawn, and her slightly haggard cheeks were still clear, she glanced at Qingyuan slightly, retracted her gaze, and didn't seem to care.

Since Senior Sister Zhou planned to hand over the matter to Qingyuan for disposal, she just watched by the side and ignored it.

On the contrary, it was Yu Ling, whose eyes lit up, especially after hearing that the other party was unwilling to reveal it, suddenly smiled, and her immature and delicate little face was like a pure white lotus.

Qingyuan said in a low voice: "This matter is not a grudge, but it is just a meeting at sea, does Childe really care so much?"

Yan Gongzi's gaze swept at Lu Yushuang before falling on Qing Yuan and sneering.

At other times, it is okay not to care, but at this time, face is crucial.

As for the building ship from Xuanyuan, he recognized the origin, but he didn't pay attention to it. And the people on the ship, as he said, a triple heaven, a quadruple heaven, and a fivefold heaven that is extremely weak, naturally can't fight him.

The only thing that is a little surprising is that this seemingly mortal guy has a deep sense of concealment. But the previous giant palm came out, and the power was quite weak, only the level of the four heavens, maybe this person still had some reservations, and from the level of the breath, it can be concluded that the highest level of the opponent's path is also in the five heavens.

Since the way is inferior to oneself, then what is this person afraid of?

Yan Gongzi was annoyed in his heart, and originally had some respect for this building ship that could avoid the impact of real people's fighting methods, and also felt that the people on this boat might have some extraordinary means. But now it seems that after the real fighting method is affected, even if it is an extraordinary means, it must be consumed at this moment.

The other party has no support, Mo said that there is a big ship behind him, even if he is alone, he can defeat the few people in front of him, especially the weak and afraid man.

"My son saved your lives, you treat me like this, teach me how to swallow this breath?"

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

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

Top-grade magic weapon, wind thunder treasure jade god pile!

But seeing this stake-shaped magic weapon made of white jade, it hit the boat below, and the sound of wind and thunder suddenly became loud.

This divine pile is knocked down, even a mountain will be crushed, it is conceivable that if this building ship is hit, then this building ship will also turn into ashes.

But Yan Gongzi still kept his hand a little.

He had no intention of destroying the entire ship.

He just wants to completely destroy that weak and fearful guy.

Qing Yuan looked up at the high-grade magic weapon falling, his eyes condensed slightly, and then took a step forward and reached out.

The wind and thunder treasure jade are terrifying, and they have the power of collapsing mountains and cracking the earth.

But as soon as he reached out, he pressed down on the high-grade magic weapon.

The boat shook for a while.

There were slight ripples in the sea around the boat.

And then...... There was no movement.

In smooth water.

I saw that the young man on the boat looked indifferent, stretched out his hand and lifted it, and the palm of his hand was attached to the treasure, without the slightest smell of fireworks, as if it was soft and nothing.

Yan Gongzi, who still had a little disdain in his eyes, and thought that this guy who was not self-sufficient would definitely be beaten to ashes by the Wind Thunder Baoyu Divine Pile, was fixed there in an instant.

Senior Sister Zhou secretly said with a powerful voice, she knew that this Qingyuan prince was not trivial, he could easily kill the Sixfold Heaven Great Demon, and naturally she would not be afraid of the Sixfold Heaven cultivator in front of her, but she didn't expect that Qingyuan could resist the high-grade magic weapon with her bare hands.

And beside her, Yu Ling held her little face, and suddenly her face was excited, and her eyes were almost shining.

"Don't you have a Dao technique?" Lu Yushuang's breathing stagnated slightly, perhaps only she realized that this Qingyuan did not use any Dao technique at all, and did not even operate mana, but only relied on the strength of the flesh to resist the high-grade magic weapon that was enough to destroy the mountain.

Innate Divine Power, or the Rumored Body of God and Demon, Lu Yushuang didn't know, but she knew that the ability that this young man had shown when he had slain the Sixfold Heavenly Demon before was not doing his best...... His skills don't stop there.

Aware of this, Rao was born in Huanhua Pavilion and had the identity of a true disciple of Lu Yushuang, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

"No grudges and no hatred, why did it get to such a point?"

Qing Yuan exhaled lightly, his eyes froze, and the five-colored light between his palms and fingers flickered, and he immediately pressed down on the Wind Thunder Baoyu Escape God Pile, and then threw it into the ancient mirror, and then looked at Yan Gongzi, the look in his eyes was already a little cold, and said, "Do you only have such a little ability?"

Yan Gongzi's face suddenly became gloomy.

He asked himself that among the six heavens, he could be regarded as a number of characters, and with the inheritance of the real human realm, although he did not dare to call this realm invincible, he was not weak. Unless he met those disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect, he was completely fearless in this realm of the Six Heavens.

But today, he used the high-grade magic weapon that he was proud of, but in exchange for a sentence that you only have such a little ability...... And the one who speaks, the way is far inferior to him.

"You've got a little bit of a job. ”

Yan Gongzi took a deep breath, and when he held it in his hand, there was an extra thing.

It's a magic sword, and it's sharp.

Magic weapon!

"Magic weapon?" Lu Yushuang and Senior Sister Zhou glanced at each other, both surprised, you must know that ordinary real people may not be able to have a magic weapon in their hands, and most of them use high-grade magic weapons.

Even the frost sword in Lu Yushuang's hand, from the hands of the immortal family, is only the best of the high-grade magic weapons, and it is expected to turn into a magic weapon, which can be called the prototype of a magic weapon, but it is not a magic weapon after all.

Boom!

The sword qi broke through the air, and it came in an instant.

The cold and tingling sensation reached the center of Qingyuan's eyebrows, making his brow furrow.

When the sword qi touched the center of his eyebrows, even the jade spirit couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

However, the golden light flashed in front of Qingyuan's body, and he saw an ancient mirror appear in front of his eyebrows.

The sword qi fell into the mirror, like a stone sinking into the sea, without even the slightest ripple.

Without waiting for Yan Gongzi to feel frightened, he saw Qing Yuan's left hand poking out, and a piece of fire burst out from between his palms, more than ten zhang, as thick as a bucket, and at the front of the firelight, it was divided into eight.

The secret legend of Zixiao Palace, eight fire dragon paths!

"You ......"

Yan Gongzi's pupils shrank suddenly, and in the crisis in his heart, he suddenly became extremely strong, and a throbbing chill almost enveloped his body.

"Childe ......"

"Be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

"That junior...... You're so daring......"

From the top of the big ship, almost at the same time, several Venerable Masters opened their mouths and shouted, their mana working, and their voices almost like substance.

However, these sounds, which were almost condensed into substance, could not stop the fire dragon with eight heads.

The dragon swam in the air, roaring proudly. (To be continued.) )