Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Seeing Wang Qingyun being submerged by the wind blade, the onlookers instantly became silent.

They watched Ning Xiaolei's eyes gradually change, and they had a new understanding of this young man who had won Shiyun's heart.

What is weak here? He is very strong. He is not averagely strong. He can actually defeat the strong ones at the same level.

In the early stage of Wang Realm, Wang Qingyun's combat power was not weak, but he was defeated.

"Your strength is much worse than those two villains. You will be almost the same if you go back and train for a few more years."

At this time, Ning Xiaolei, who stood calmly, spoke, but this time, no one refuted. They felt that he had the right to say this.

The smoke slowly dispersed, revealing Wang Qingyun's figure inside.

At this moment, he was in tatters all over his body, and his clothes were cut to pieces by the wind blade, like a beggar's clothes.

Through the torn clothes, you can still see the bright red blood inside, obviously he has been injured.

However, his face was well protected, without any scars.

Hearing Ning Xiaolei's words, Wang Qingyun's eyes suddenly burned with anger, and he gritted his teeth in anger.

But the fact is before us, he did lose, no matter what, he lost anyway.

"Boy, I'm just careless. Sooner or later I will defeat you to avoid today's humiliation."

Wang Qingyun said bitterly that he was too embarrassed to stay here anymore, dove into the crowd, and ran away in despair.

Many people in the audience sneered. Naturally, they would not believe Wang Qingyun's words. If you lose, you will lose. There are so many excuses.

Many of Wang Qingyun's former fans suddenly shifted their focus to Ning Xiaolei, their eyes shining brightly when they looked at him.

"Who else can't bear to see me and Shiyun together? Take action quickly. There is no such store after passing this village. I'm very busy."

Ignoring Wang Qingyun's words, Ning Xiaolei turned to the crowd and shouted.

After looking at each other for a long time, another young man from the Yanhuang tribe who was in the early stage of King Realm came forward.

This person was only slightly stronger than Wang Qingyun, and was blown away by Ning Xiaolei's blast.

"I'm not telling you, don't come if you are in the early stage of King Realm. I am invincible at my level. No matter how many more you come, you will lose."

After defeating this challenger, Ning Xiaolei looked at the crowd and said loudly.

Many people in the younger generation of the Yanhuang tribe were unwilling to accept it, but they had to admit Ning Xiaolei's strength.

The two geniuses of their Yanhuang tribe who had reached their destiny were both defeated. To say that they were invincible at the same level was not bragging.

At least they thought about it for a long time, but they didn't expect that there was such a person among the young people of the Yanhuang tribe.

"You are a brother in the middle stage of the King Realm. Go up and teach him a lesson. How can you let him steal the heart of our goddess of poetry like this?"

"That's right, hurry up and deal with him. Where is Qin Zhan? He likes poetry. Come out quickly."

"And Guan Yun. Didn't he confess his love to Shiyun before? Why is he missing now?"

Many young men from the Yanhuang tribe who couldn't stand Ning Xiaolei shouted loudly, looking for someone in the crowd who could conquer Ning Xiaolei.

Ning Xiaolei was slightly startled when he heard a familiar name.

Qin Zhan, wasn't he the one who went to Tiancheng to fight with him that day?

Ning Xiaolei still had an impression of that young man who had his own principles and was aboveboard in doing things.

However, after everyone shouted for a long time, Qin Zhan and the man named Guan Yun did not appear.

An insider said: "Stop shouting, they are on a mission, not in the Yanhuang Department."

"Ah, then doesn't it mean that no one can deal with this arrogant boy?"

Some people sighed depressedly, very unwillingly.

Ning Xiaolei looked in the direction of the speaker and shouted: "The Qin Zhan you are talking about is a guy who wields a wide-edged sword. If so, it will be useless. I have fought with him, but he didn't Decide the winner.”

"What, you and Qin Zhan fought, and there was still no winner?"

The people from the Yanhuang tribe obviously didn't believe it and said in surprise.