Yugu Shuanglan smiled, she was born in a strong family since she was a child, and this knowledge was naturally readily available, seeing that Mark was interested in these and whispered:

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a level behind the prince, called the Holy King, and the fourth-level Saint King was even able to kill fifth-level creatures at some specific times. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Fourth-level slashing fifth-level?Mark was shocked, what kind of powerful existence was that?But in a blink of an eye, he thought of the Fallen God Mountain, and with his own strength, he could barely get a third-class rookie. It seems that a first-class rookie should be able to reach the level of a saint king.

"Holy King!" a gleam flashed in Mark's eyes.

Tarion, who was standing aside and waiting for Mark to beg for mercy, saw Mark bow his head and ponder for a long time, thinking that he was struggling in his heart, thinking about it, such a beautiful wife, plus such two superb twin maids, he was reluctant to let it go if he was replaced by himself.

Lentnir was a little impatient, and said in a calm tone: "Despicable human!

When Frost Lan heard someone insulting her husband, the coldness in her eyes, which was originally full of smiles, rose sharply. A slap of lightning slapped through the air.

"Smack-" A crisp slap resounded throughout the hall. Fortunately, there are not many people eating on this floor, and some of them are afraid of things and pretend not to see them. Others looked over with interest.

"You-you dare to hit me?!" Rentnier didn't see clearly who hit me for a while, and subconsciously thought that it was Mark's hand, and touched the right cheek, which was already swollen all over, and the teeth in his mouth were even more shattered.

Although the slap of the valley frost orchid did not knock Lentnier away, it used dark energy, and without the help of a master, I am afraid that this face will be swollen for three or five years before it can disappear.

"You're looking for death!" Tarion had originally planned to persuade him with good words, but seeing this situation, how could he be good?

"Scrap him for me! Hang it in this Qiankun Building for three days!"

The old man hesitated, then arched his hand and said to Tarion:

"Before leaving, don't make trouble outside, just teach me a lesson. If you abolish your martial arts—"

Hearing this, Tarion's face immediately became exciting, and he slapped the old man with a cold face, and the old man dodged in a flash, and looked at Tarion with a cold gaze:

"Lord Green Wolf just asked me to protect the safety of the young master, if the young master insults me like this again, I will go back, no matter how Lord Green Wolf punishes, I am willing to accept it!"

"Damn!" the muscles on Tarion's face twisted violently, and then he snorted heavily, "Well, go back and settle accounts with you!"

Qingfeng didn't speak, and took a step forward with a calm face and arched his hand to Mark: "Offended!"

As he spoke, he grabbed his hands into claws and pounced on Mark. The speed was like lightning, and Mark still kept a smile on his face in the face of such a rapid pounce, and took the wine that Sissi had just poured and drank it down. Ignoring the impending attack.

At the moment when Qingfeng's claws were about to touch Mark's chest, a white shadow flashed, Qingfeng snorted, and flew out more than ten meters away like a kite with a broken string, and hit the solid wall heavily, causing the solid runes engraved on the wall to emerge in a large area, and it flashed several times before dimming.

Seeing this, Tarien's face changed drastically, and a guard beside him hurriedly ran over to help Qingfeng up, seeing that his face was pale, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his hands hung behind his back, forming a twisted S shape, and he didn't know how many fractures he had.

Qingfeng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood again, looked at Tarion, and said with difficulty: "Wait!"

Hearing these two words, Tarien and Rentnier's faces turned pale, and the eyes that looked at the valley frost orchid again suddenly changed, and seemed to reveal a look of fear.

Qingfeng's gaze turned to the white-clothed Yougu Frost Orchid, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your mercy!"

Where is there still a little tenderness when she was tender and sweet with Mark at this time? At this moment, she is a high queen, looking at Tarion indifferently:

"If it weren't for him, I'd have ruined you all!

Tarien nodded again and again, where did he dare to stay, and quickly took the breeze and ran downstairs, and Lentenier was even more distraught, where he still wanted to eat, and fled directly out of the city with Tarien out of the Qiankun Tower.

Mark, who was sitting in the chair, frowned, and said, "This place is not suitable for a long time, we must leave quickly!"

Yugu Shuanglan nodded, her cold face was like a spring breeze, and a hint of blush appeared, and she smiled and said, "Husband, didn't you say that you were going to put on makeup for me?"

Mark shook his head: "You can put on makeup at any time, and when we get to the Blood Empire, I can give you makeup every day!"

Yugu Shuanglan's eyes lit up: "Husband's words must count!"

Mark nodded stubbornly, not knowing how painful it would be for him to inherit something that he had promised to make him suffer in the future.

Looking at the all-inclusive dishes with most of the pot left on the table, Mark said to Yiyi and Sissi: "You guys can eat a little too, hurry up, we'll set off when we're full!"

It didn't take long for the four of them to leave the Qiankun Building and walk in the direction of the teleportation array.

"Shuang'er, just now that Qingfeng said something about the candidate, and it scared them so much that their faces turned white, what does this candidate mean?

Frost Orchid gently snuggled her head on Mark's shoulder and spoke:

"It's too difficult to advance to the world master, even if the qualifications are against the sky, the opportunity is not enough, and no matter how high the understanding is, it is useless. Even among the 10,000 third-level powerhouses, it is not possible to give birth to a world master. Therefore, although the difference between the third and fourth levels is only one level, the status is like a moat.

This also led to the fact that because of different talents, different cultivation times, and different opportunities, there was a huge difference in strength between the third-level powerhouses, so people made subdivisions of their strength in the third-level level. It is divided into four grades: public level, candidate level, bachelor level and ordinary level. ”

"I see, so your strength should belong to the candidate level?"

Yougu Shuanglan nodded: "The division of strength at these levels is obvious, the Bo level defeats the ordinary level within three moves, the candidate level defeats the Bo level within three moves, and the public level defeats the candidate level within three moves." The ordinary level mentioned here is not the ordinary level that has just been promoted to the third level, but the ordinary level that has cultivated to the peak of the third level, and as for those creatures who have just advanced to the third level, they are not even qualified to participate in the selection. ”

"It's unimaginable that so many talented geniuses are trapped at this level of level three!" Mark couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"yes! Even me. I think my qualifications have received the attention of the Fanged Emperor back then, and I was personally named the princess of the valley by him. At that time, I was the leader of the young generation in the entire mixed yuan world for more than 200 years. ”

There was a look of pride in the eyes of the valley frost orchid, at this moment her temperament changed again, from a little woman with affection and a heart on her man to a lonely and cold, proud woman of the sky, strong self-confidence and pride from the bottom of her heart to the whole body, even a strand of hair showed a proud posture, making people dare not look directly. (To be continued.) )