Chapter 1681: Wind Engine

High in the air.

Gale howling.

Chu Qingyun, who suddenly rushed up, instantly attracted the attention of everyone here.

Seeing Chu Qingyun.

Geng Yu and the other eleven people all lit up instantly, but then they couldn't help it and shook their heads secretly.

Chu Qingyun's strength, they have seen it with their own eyes, is indeed very strong, and he can defeat Feng Hao and the three of them in one fight.

But on the Wind Clan's side, there are even stronger ones.

As for the rest of the people, they didn't look at it at all.

What can a seventh-level martial sect change?

Everyone present in the Dragon Court was dejected at this time, without fighting spirit, and looked like a defeated rooster.

And the WindClan's side.

There were five people in the group, but they sneered.

In addition to the four Feng Hao from before, there was one more person on their side.

That person looked like he was only twenty or thirty years old, very young, but the aura on his body was very powerful.

It's a ninth-level martial sect!

"Seventh-level Martial Sect... You are Zhao Tingchuan, that nosy kid?" said the ninth-level martial artist with a chuckle.

It's just that his smile has some femininity and bewitchment, which will make people look and feel very uncomfortable.

And in his eyes, he was also indifferent at this time, it seemed that he didn't put Chu Qingyun in his eyes at all.

"It's not nosy, it's just that your hands are stretched too long. ”

Chu Qingyun said calmly.

The ninth-level martial sect of the Wind Clan immediately raised his eyebrows, and the feminine smile on his face slowly converged.

His eyes condensed slightly, stared at Chu Qingyun and said: "Boy, you know our origins, you are bold, dare to hurt our people, even if you are a person from the Dragon Court, you can't go around lightly, now your people have gathered, hand over all your storage rings, and we will spare you once today!"

Hear this.

The faces of those people in the Long Court instantly showed a look of indignation.

But Chu Qingyun couldn't help but sneer.

"From snatching floating stones to snatching storage rings, it's not been a few days, and your appetite is really good......"

Chu Qingyun said mockingly.

And this is also what made the face of the Wind Clan completely cold.

"The floating stone is not something you should take, and as for the storage ring, it is just counted as a punishment for you for injuring our people!"

The ninth-level Martial Sect said coldly.

"Punishment? It's funny, what if I don't give it?"

Grabbing something, and talking about it so highly, Chu Qingyun was too lazy to say anything more to them.

"Sure enough, it's a bold guy, since you don't want to cooperate obediently, it seems that I can only go and get it myself......"

After speaking.

The man walked through the air and walked slowly towards Chu Qingyun.

With his footsteps, a majestic breath, like a surging tide, instantly spread out in the sky.

Those people in the Dragon Court immediately turned pale, and they couldn't even help it, and they all retreated a lot.

And the rest of Feng Hao's four people all showed a silent sneer.

No matter how bold you are, what can you do?

In the end, don't you still have to rely on strength to speak?

They have absolute confidence in the strength of Fengqing!

"Boy, it only takes one trick to solve you......"

Feng Qing's hands slowly stretched out, and the dark gray light on his hands flowed, faintly emitting a very dangerous power fluctuation.

The gray light flowed slowly.

After all of them were covered, it actually made his hands become illusory, and there were gray runes swimming on them.

From a distance, it gives people a very strange feeling.

"It's over, it's this trick again......"

"With such a palm, none of our several ninth-level martial sects could stop it, and all of them were seriously injured with one palm!"

"Although Zhao Tingchuan is very strong, I'm afraid he is not an opponent......"

Everyone in the Dragon Court couldn't help but shake their heads.

The horror of this palm is that they have all experienced it before.

Thirty-two people, all of them were defeated by this trick, and all of them were, a direct defeat in one move!

Those people of the Wind Clan all sneered even more.

And at this time, in the clouds farther up.

An old man with messy beard and hair also glanced down with a flat gaze.

"It's this trick again, it seems that this time the matter is about to end, this trip has the kid from Fengqing coming, the boys of the Dragon Court, you can only be considered unlucky......"

The old man shook his head, his gaze wandering again.

He felt like he didn't have to look at it anymore.

No one thought that Chu Qingyun could take this palm.

And that Fengqing himself is obviously extremely confident.

"Grey Demon Hand!"

A low snort.

Fengqing's body flickered out, and his body was as fast as a ghost, leaving behind an afterimage of the Dao, and then there was no fancy one.

Under this palm, there is not much momentum.

But all the power condensed in the palm of his hand made Chu Qingyun on the opposite side suddenly feel a palpitation in his heart.

This guy is strong!

"Heaven-breaking sword intent!"

A powerful sword intent burst out.

Chu Qingyun swung out with a sword, and ten percent of the sky-breaking sword intent turned into a dazzling sword light, tightly wrapped around the long sword.

Boom!

A sword and a hand, colliding violently.

Terrifying power erupted in an instant.

The surrounding air and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force were all burst inch by inch, setting off layers of violent qi waves.

In a thunderous roar.

Everyone's faces became extremely shocked.

Because.

Through the chaotic power, they all saw that Chu Qingyun's sword actually steadily blocked Feng Qing's palm!

"Blocked, how is this possible!"

"The seventh-level Martial Sect actually blocked the wind!"

"The ninth-level martial sect tried his best, and there were other people's containment, but he was not an opponent at all, he was a seventh-level martial sect, and he actually blocked it!"

Not only those people in Longting.

At this time, even the four members of the Wind Clan, Feng Hao, were stunned and dumbfounded.

In the clouds above.

The old man with messy beard and hair couldn't help but stare in shock, "Seventh-level Martial Sect, you have such strength!"

This was the first time he had begun to look at Chu Qingyun seriously.

And under this look, he seems to have found some problems......

But this blow was blocked, and Feng Qing's face instantly became gloomy and gloomy.

He just let out a big word, saying that this move would solve Chu Qingyun.

The current situation made him feel like he had been slapped in the face.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Under Feng Qing's eyes, a trace of ruthlessness quickly swept over, and then his other hand reached out like lightning, and slapped Chu Qingyun's neck with one palm.

Chu Qingyun's complexion changed slightly.

But he has a lot of practical experience, but at this time, he is also shocked but not confused.

With a twist of his wrist, he dragged the long sword, and with another bang, he blocked Feng Qing's somewhat ruthless palm.

Sword Four unleashed.

On Chu Qingyun's long sword, a dazzling sword light lit up again, and a sword slashed down, heading straight for the head of the wind engine.

Feng Qing snorted, and the gray rays in his hands gathered again, and his palms came out together, shaking Chu Qingyun's sword with one blow.

The two immediately started a fierce battle.

(End of chapter)