Chapter 101: Mobei Dynasty, Ao Lingxiao (Ask for Recommendation Votes, Ask for Rewards!)

When Fan Saihua used all his strength to display the Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky, the four branch patriarchs on the scene all stood up suddenly.

His expression was solemn, his eyes were shining, and he was staring brightly.

Leng Qiu is very strange, it's just a set of swordsmanship, as for that?

He frowned slightly, and the smile on his face was put away.

The Nine Princesses used it with some flaws, and they couldn't perfectly show the mystery of the sword, but it was just superficial, and the power was limited.

But they didn't know that they were staring at the fairy phantom and couldn't return to their senses.

"It's ...... The empress of the Mobei Dynasty, how is it possible?"

Leng Feiyang's face was solemn and he muttered to himself.

Hearing his muttering, Leng Qiu asked softly with puzzlement on his face:

"What Mobei Dynasty, what arrogant sky, is there anything weird?"

Can make the expression of the powerhouse of the Eight Palaces realm change dramatically, it must be beyond the Eight Palaces, the Quadrupole Dragon Realm, the Immortal Realm, or a more powerful realm?

It seems that he is still far away, not in the same world!

"Qiang Qiang ......"

Without waiting for Leng Feiyang to answer, the fairy phantom flew out with a sense of coldness.

Everywhere he passed, the infinite peaks that were cold into flames exploded, and the long swords turned into hidden weapons, flying wildly in all directions.

The strong tremor made Leng Chenghu's mouth crack, blood flowed sideways, and he couldn't grasp the long sword in his hand, and flew out in an instant.

Losing his long sword, Leng Cheng watched the flying immortals outside the sky reach directly in front of him, as if he was about to pierce his throat.

I want to dodge, but the speed is not as fast as the swordsmanship of the Nine Princesses.

Seeing the tip of the sword rapidly grow in front of him, the Elder Celestial Eagle, who stood proudly in the sky, suddenly shouted:

"No!"

A big hand, flying from the sky, stood erected in front of the Flying Immortals outside the sky.

"Dangdangdang......"

A series of terrifying sword attacks all fell on the big hand, making a dense sound of gold and iron clashing.

It wasn't until this moment that the Leng family came back to their senses.

They felt the strength of the Nine Princesses, and they also realized the terrifying nature of the Sky Eagle.

A big hand of true qi, let it attack, without damage.

Profound true qi.

At the end of the battle, Leng Feiyang retracted his gaze, took a deep look at Leng Qiu beside him, sat on the Taishi chair, and said:

"Qiu'er, let me tell you, the swordsmanship used by the Ninth Princess can actually evolve into the Empress's Aoxiao!"

When it comes to Ao Lingxiao, he has extreme adoration on his face and a pious demeanor.

"The Mobei Dynasty is equivalent to a first-class sect, powerful and boundless. And its owner is a generation of empresses, suppressing the invincible opponents of the entire world!"

"They all say that they are the first people under the Great Emperor, or they have already touched the real immortal realm! Of course, everything is a legend, and no one can verify it! If you don't reach the four-polar dragon realm, you can't even go out of the Donghuang region, so you can't talk about anything else?"

In the end, it turned into a sigh, full of all kinds of helplessness.

Although Leng Feiyang explained, Leng Qiu still found something suspicious, frowned and asked:

"I see they're all standing up, and they all know Ao Lingxiao, can't it?"

If you can't solve the knots in your heart, you won't be able to sleep well.

"There's a secret involved, and you're entitled to know. In the ancestors of our Leng family, there was a strong man in the four-polar dragon realm, and after going out to travel, he brought back a picture, which was a portrait of Ao Lingxiao. ”

"The ancestors thought that there were some secrets in it, so that the family genius could comprehend in the forbidden place of the family for a year, but they didn't get anything, they naturally saw it!"

"This is also the opportunity to win the first place in every big competition, but no one has gained anything. Some people even got lost in her appearance after seeing it, and they couldn't extricate themselves!"

Leng Feiyang's words opened a door for Leng Qiu, and his heart was filled with boundless waves.

I never thought that the ancestors of the Leng family had such an awesome existence.

You must know that the royal family, the ancestor of the Cao family, is just the Eight Palace Realm, and immediately rushed out to join the sect, hoping to improve again.

Illustrate the Leng family's heritage, above them!

The heart is happier, and the character is even more lawless.

However, after only a few minutes of joy, he thought that this was the family of the body deity, his ancestor, and he was only related by blood, but not by actual relationship.

It's a mess!

After all, it is an outsider, and he has achieved the intention of filial piety of the father and son, and he should be satisfied.

"Spirit +1000!"

In an instant, the spirit increases by a thousand points.

Moreover, the thoughts that hovered in his mind, which must be respectful and cold, dissipated into nothingness.

Leng Qiu only felt relaxed, and the whole person almost floated.

Leng Feiyang, be a father-in-law, it's really good to him.

"Don't worry, if I observe, I will share with you if I find something!"

Leng Qiu agreed, and the expression on his face became relaxed and less restrained.

This is your own cold autumn!

Leng Feiyang looked at him deeply again, suddenly burst into a bright smile, and laughed:

"No, if you can really comprehend something, you probably won't be able to teach others, it's your fate! It's almost time, don't you go up?"

The ninth princess came back, and her face was quite unhappy.

At the peak of the Tianqiao Realm, she still couldn't let her use the sword technique to her heart's content, and her eyes fell on some powerful Five God Realm disciples.

Perhaps, they will be able to test themselves.

However, the Five Gods Realm will not look for her.

Victory, victory is not martial, defeat is a loss of face, unwilling to fight her.

And the people of the three branches are all asking the patriarch at the moment, what he saw just now, and his expression will change greatly.

Naturally, no one paid attention to the ninth princess, leaving her to sulk alone.

Leng Qiu glanced at the sky, stood up, untied his cloak, and let the Ninth Princess hold it.

Moving his muscles and bones slightly, he said to Leng Feiyang:

"It's been almost two hours, and Qiu'er will come when she goes. ”

As the words fell, he got up, and a sky bridge appeared under his feet, reaching the largest ring where Elder Aquila was.

The final quarterfinals in the ring.

The flyover blooms with golden light, as if forged from divine gold.

Each piece is exquisite, as if it has been forged over endless years.

Armrests are erected on both sides, and patches of pink flowers are dotted on the side, blooming with golden light.

Leng Qiu showed the ultimate flyover for the first time, and he was a little confused.

I didn't expect it to be able to turn into substance, and it could leave under your feet and spread out. Walking and walking, taking root under your feet, the strength can reach 10%!

Dressed in a royal blue robe with a big smile on his face, he walked up quickly.

He still looks like a noble son, but he is a noble son of a martial arts family, which has attracted the attention of all the Leng family.

"Impossible!"

Leng Feizhou, who had just sat down not long ago, suddenly stood up with his thin body, his eyes widened, and he shouted.

"It's ...... How many veins have been opened?"

Leng Feijing also stood up, her small eyes widened, flashing with endless essence, eager to watch carefully.

"Oh my God, how many resources did he waste? How could it be?"

Leng Feixiong's majestic body rushed directly to the edge of the ring, staring at the overpass with blazing eyes, eager to go up and walk twice.

Leng Feiyang also stood up, his eyes shining brightly.

"Qiu'er, there is the potential of the Eight Palace Realm!"

In a word, he put his son on an equal footing with himself.