Chapter 480: Do it without saying a word

However, as soon as Wang Yuelong sensed the aura of undisguised and powerful god list master-level strength, he was inexplicably eager to try it in his heart.

It wasn't until he overheard the conversation between Ying Tianxiang and Liu Feifang that he realized that the owner of that breath was actually Zhou Qingyang, who was the nineteenth master on the god list.

In the Qi King Fort back then, when his uncle Wang Changming explained to him the many forces and heroes in the world, he admired Zhou Qingyang, who was only ranked nineteenth on the god list. He also once said that if it weren't for the "One-armed Sword Saint" Zhou Qingyang who accidentally lost an arm by Tie Ruthless when he surrounded and suppressed a generation of the most evil Venerable Tie Ruthless in the past, with his talent and hard work, his strength would definitely be stronger, and his ranking on the god list would naturally be higher.

Wang Yuelong has long wanted to see and understand, the one who is highly respected by his uncle. Of course, it would be great if you could play against it. After all, since Wang Yuelong became a master of the god list, he rarely made a move. And although Liu Feifang and Ying Tianxiang are both masters of the god list, Liu Feifang is the woman Wang Yuelong likes, and it is impossible for him to do anything to her; although Ying Tianxiang's strength is strong, according to their temperament, if they really want to fight, they are just fighting, and it is impossible to really fight.

In this way, wouldn't it be the same to fight him or not?

can only say that Zhou Qingyang is unlucky. When Wang Yuelong wanted to find an opponent with the same level of strength the most, he sent it to the door by himself.

Wang Yuelong's speed was very fast, and when he saw that Hunting was happy, his movements were naturally a step faster, even so fast that even Liu Feifang and Ying Tianxiang didn't notice when he left to find Zhou Qingyang.

And when the golden-clothed young man appeared in front of the one-armed sword saint, the golden-clothed young man didn't say a word, and directly volleyed into the air with a powerful finger that shot straight at Zhou Qingyang.

What kind of character is Zhou Qingyang, one of the twenty masters of the previous generation, needless to say about his strength, his sense of danger after a hundred battles is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. He just gently raised his intact right arm, and with a wave of his sleeve in the air, he dissolved the swift and fierce finger force.

"Who are you?!" Rao is Zhou Qingyang no matter how good he is, but being attacked so abruptly, he naturally has some anger in his heart, and after dissolving that finger, he asked loudly.

But Wang Yuelong, how could he be willing to give him an answer? At the moment, he didn't answer, just shouted, and the momentum that had already been sacrificed suddenly skyrocketed, and a breath that was so powerful that it instantly brought a burst of storm burst out of his body, and this breath was so strong that even Zhou Qingyang, who had the strength of the master level of the god list, felt that his breath was suddenly stagnant, and his heart was terrified. And those people of the Qingyang Zhou family who came with him were swept away by this powerful aura storm on the spot.

Fortunately, Wang Yuelong is also measured, and most of his momentum is locked on Zhou Qingyang's body, so although his momentum has brought a powerful storm, this storm has not caused much harm.

At this moment, Wang Yuelong's body was shrouded in a strong and bright light like the sun descending into the world, plus he was now suspended in mid-air, in the eyes of others, it was as if a god had descended, powerful and irresistible.

With a "boom", Wang Yuelong's breath and Zhou Qingyang's breath collided violently, and the two equally powerful forces collided in an instant, producing a powerful storm no less than a typhoon. The destructive power of this storm was several times stronger than that of Wang Yuelong's before, even at the east city gate, which was quite far away from them, it formed a powerful destructive force, and in the surrounding area where the two fought, the houses were lifted one after another, and the trees along the road were scraped to the ground, and as for those who had no time to dodge, they flew into the sky one by one in horror and fell down heavily.

At this moment, Wang Yuelong and Zhou Qingyang, but no one can care about the innocent people who are implicated by them.

Wang Yuelong was a one-armed man in Zhou Qingyang, neither using his own long sword, nor the martial arts of the Qizhou Wang clan that he was best at, but just pointing at the air vigorously, like an invisible air sword, "swishing" and constantly slashing through the void and shooting towards Zhou Qingyang.

It's just that Wang Yuelong underestimated Zhou Qingyang too much, his name of "One-armed Sword Saint" was not for nothing, and his strength at the level of a god list master was not a vegetarian. I saw that he didn't use his saber, but just extended a trace of knife intent on the sleeves, and between the dances of the sleeves, it was as if it was a real big knife, slashing and slashing directly, and it was very easy to dissolve Wang Yuelong's fingers.

Seeing that he could deal with the other party, Zhou Qingyang also knew that this was just a temptation on both sides. However, he was still very annoyed and asked loudly: "Who is Your Excellency?!Why did you attack someone Zhou?!"

What answered Zhou Qingyang was one after another more and more dense and fast fingers. And the finger power that was originally just formless and substantial, while Wang Yuelong gradually strengthened his skills, it gradually turned into a tangible and qualitative white lightsaber. In this way, Zhou Qingyang could easily use his sleeves to attack next, but he gradually missed it, and his sleeves containing a trace of knife intent also gradually appeared in Wang Yuelong's attack.

The two of them have been fighting like this for an unknown amount of time, Wang Yuelong has been constantly taking the initiative to attack, and Zhou Qingyang is gradually passively defending, and under the increasing difficulty, he only heard the sound of "tearing", Zhou Qingyang's sleeve was actually cut by a large piece of Wang Yuelong's lightsaber at once, and the whole sleeve was like a gray butterfly, flying and dancing in the breath storm, and he didn't know where he was swept up all of a sudden.

As soon as the sleeves of "Your Excellency's ——" were broken, Zhou Qingyang was actually already defeated, coupled with the strength of the opponent's attack, he already had the idea of defeat and retreat, and shouted to end this inexplicable battle. It's just that Wang Yuelong obviously hasn't fought enough, and he hasn't stopped at all, but the lightsaber has suddenly become a little more intensive.

On Zhou Qingyang's very ordinary-looking face, a trace of anger flashed, his wrist flicked, and with a "dang long" sound, the big knife was unsheathed, and the horizontal knife stood in front of his chest. But seeing that he was holding the big knife in his backhand, his wrist shook slightly and brought up an airtight knife shadow, but he suddenly defended himself impenetrable.

And only heard the sound of "rubbing", and those dense lightsabers that shot out were all blocked by Zhou Qingyang without landing, and they were swept away.

To be continued......

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