Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 482: He is not Emperor Laozi, but he is the grandson of Dean Leng

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

What kind of weapon is this, even the stage is stomped, this is too powerful.

Even if you know Huang Wuqin, you can't help feeling the power of Huang Wuqin.

This Murong Xuefei's practice is just beginning to emerge. If I change to other people who are more advanced, I am afraid this power will be even stronger.

After Bai Ruyue was stunned, she immediately pulled Nangong Huang's hand straight forward.

"Seven princesses are amazing!"

Bai Ruyue followed Murong Xuefei for two years, and her worship was no less than that of Baiju.

Seeing Murong Xuefei so powerful at this moment, naturally very happy and proud.

Nangong Huang looked petulantly at Bai Ruyue, and raised her lips.

Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei in the air with a soft light under his eyes.

Although she is not expected to become a peerless master, but God is more sinister than Yunjing, the minimum self-protection ability is still necessary.

Zuo Yuqing turned his head to look at the collapsed platform, and his forehead instantly gave off a layer of cold sweat.

So powerful! The magic weapon is really powerful!

Zuo Yuqing raised his right hand, and the Moon Sword in his hand was instantly replaced with another sharper sword.

Looking at the sword in Zuo Yuqing's hand, Leng Yi frowned coldly.

Bu Yangzi was looking at Shijiu for the first time.

He remembered that Xuanming Sword should be his!

Elder Tu, Elder Yuan and others also looked at Shijiu.

This old guy even gave Xuanming Sword to Zuo Yuqing, he really tried his best to let Zuo Yuqing win the championship.

Seeing everyone look dignified, Baitan frowned and looked at Mo Beichen, "Is this weapon very powerful?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows indifferently. "It's just a divine character, and it's naturally incomparable with that of Wuhuang."

Although Xuanming Sword and Huang Wuqin are both artifacts, Huang Wuqin is one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times. Naturally, Xiao Xuanming Sword is not comparable.

The surrounding students listened to Mo Beichen's words, and all narrowed their eyes.

What is God Product?

This kind of person who does not even look at God's product is really beyond their reach.

It was Leng Yihan's brow frowning, and his eyes scratched with worry.

Although Xuanming Sword can't compare to Huang Wuqin, Xueer's practice time is still short. In addition, Leng Yihan's practice is much higher than her. Some effort.

After the stage collapsed, Zuo Yuqing and Murong Xuefei fought in mid-air.

Has been fighting in mid-air, of course, the test of their cultivation.

However, Murong Xuefei is a wind-based mystic master, not to mention standing in the air for a while and a half. Even if she was allowed to stand in the air for a few days and nights, that would be fine.

Zuo Yuqing has already reached the celestial order, and will already fly in the air, naturally he does not care.

Murong Xuefei constantly moved the strings, and waves of wind kept swept towards Zuo Yuqing.

Zuo Yuqing saw the power of Huang Wuqin, naturally he would not be stupid enough to respond positively.

As he ducked left and right, he tried to get close to Murong Xuefei.

Xuan Ling Shi is not good at close-up attacks, as long as he can get close to her body, no matter how powerful the piano is, it is impossible to make it out.

Murong Xuefei saw Zuo Yuqing's intentions early in the morning, so she kept silent from him.

But the stage is only so big, even if the stage is destroyed now, they can't go out of bounds.

Seeing that Zuo Yuqing was getting closer, Murong Xuefei sat cross-legged directly into the air, put Huang Wuqin on her lap, and raised her fingers gently.

With a loud sound of "锵", countless wind spirits rushed towards Zuo Yuqing like a tide.

Zuo Yuqing was frightened, and he wanted to dodge quickly, but the wind and spirit force surrounded him like a large net, so that he could not avoid it.

In a hurry, Zuo Yuqing immediately summoned another magic weapon that Shijiu gave.

"King Kong hood!"

With a loud drink from Zuo Yuqing, a large glittering cover instantly covered him.

The strong cyan spirit hit the Vajra hood, but it disappeared.

When everyone saw this, they were all dumbfounded.

A great defensive magic weapon that can absorb people's attacks. With this magic weapon, shouldn't you be afraid to go everywhere? Even if you can't beat it, self-protection is still possible.

Bu Yangzi and Elder Yuan once again looked at Shijiu together.

Even the King Kong hood was willing to give Zuo Yuqing, did this old guy get another magic weapon?

The **** frowned and looked at Zuo Yuqing, who was covered by the Vajra mask. "What is the origin of this Vajra mask?"

Can't see how much magic this guy has?

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows lightly. "It is a magic weapon for gods. Compared with that mysterious sword, this diamond mask is much more useful."

Not to mention anything else, Zuo Yuqing has a Vajra mask in his hand, and most people can't hurt him.

The **** frowned, his face worried, "Wasn't Xuefei ..."

Mo Beichen squinted his eyes and said, "If he only has Xuanming sword, maybe she still has hope. Now he has two artifacts in his hand, I'm afraid they can't be defeated."

The white raccoon turned his eyes to look at the stage, and Yao Ye's eyes flashed slightly.

I just hope that Xue Fei won't get hurt.

Leng Yihan frowned, always watching the movement on the stage.

Seeing that his attacks were absorbed by the Vajra hood, Murong Xuefei's face sank instantly, then she increased her spiritual power and waved several wind and spiritual power towards Zuo Yuqing.

Zuo Yuqing watched the fluttering smirk of Feng Lingli's lips sneer, and acted spiritually on the Vajra hood.

The Vajra hood instantly shines.

"Boom boom boom ..."

Fengling hit the Vajra hood, but was absorbed by the hood again.

When Murong Xuefei saw that the Vajra hood was so powerful, he also knew that he could not win this game, and now he did not want to make unnecessary struggles.

Zuo Yuqing smiled wickedly, holding the Vajra hood, holding the Xuanming sword and stabbing at Murong Xuefei.

Before waiting for Xuanming Sword, Murong Xuefei flew out of the arena herself.

Leng Yihan tapped on his tiptoe and immediately stepped forward to catch Murong Xuefei, then waved a black mystery towards Zuo Yuqing.

Zuo Yuqing did not expect that Leng Yihan would suddenly take a shot, and subconsciously took up mysterious power to block it.

The two black inks collided, but after hearing a "bang", Zuo Yuqing was instantly hit back to the collapsed stage.

"puff……"

There was a surge of blood in his chest, and Zuo Yuqing spit out a spit of blood.

When everyone saw this, their eyes widened.

Good strength, although it seems that they are both Mo Ling, but the cold and cold cold power is obviously more than twice as strong as Zuo Yuqing, which shows that the cold and cold cold has now reached the late Mo Ling.

Zuo Yuqing covered her chest and looked at Leng Yihan resentfully.

Ke Leng Yi Han did not look at him at all, but only looked at Murong Xuefei with concern, "You are all right."

Murong Xuefei blushed and shook her head.

Where is she? Zuo Yuqing didn't hit her.

"Where's the lunatic?"

Seeing Zuo Yuqing being injured, Jiu Ji stood up from his chair and stared angrily at Leng Yihan. "They are doing a normal test. How can you let yourself in?"

Seeing the wine was angry, Murong Xuefei nervously grasped the cold and cold hand.

Leng Yihan was not afraid, and he patted Murong Xuefei's hand calmly.

Leng Yihan raised his eyes, glanced at Jiuji expressionlessly, and his deep eyes were full of impatience.

Bu Yangzi also stood up and looked at Shijiu coldly. "I advise you to stop. This person is not something you can afford."

Shijiu frowned frantically, sulking his neck and angrily, "Why? Couldn't he be the emperor?"

Bu Yangzi sneered and raised his eyebrows. "He is not Emperor Laozi, but he is the grandson of Leng Lao Dean."

In a word, the wine was silent for a moment.

The grandson of the cold old dean? Is he the new dean?

A few years ago, Dean Leng passed the position of Dean to his grandson, and then stopped coming to the college.

And the newly-appointed dean does not seem to be very concerned about the affairs of the academy. After he handed over the affairs of the academy to Bu Yangzi, he did not come to the academy often.

Therefore, only Bu Yangzi had met the new dean in the whole Fengshen College, which added a sense of mystery to the new dean.

The three most mysterious people in the Yunjing continent are the mysterious Fengshen Dean, in addition to Moxue Regent and Lan Shenyi.

Rui and his team looked at Leng Yihan and squinted inquiringly.

He is the one who stabs God's family?

The other elders looked at Leng Yihan in surprise.

This kid turned out to be the grandson of Leng Laoyuan? No wonder Bu Yangzi treated him so politely.

It doesn't matter whether he is their new dean or not, it is just the identity of the old dean and grandson, and it is not something they can afford.

The disciples below, although they do not know the true identity of Leng Yihan, heard that he was the grandson of the Leng old dean, and his expression became respectful.

The **** looked surprised at cold and cold.

Although he always knew that his identity should not be simple, otherwise Master could not just let him go to Bai Yufeng casually, but she did not expect that he turned out to be the grandson of the old dean.

I heard that Dean Leng has given the position of Dean to his grandson. This boy is probably the mysterious Dean of Fengshen.

Unexpectedly, this small academy of wind and goddess has brought together the three mysterious figures of Yunjing.

Murong Xuefei also looked at Leng Yihan in surprise.

Is the old grandson's grandson?

Why did she feel farther and farther from him?

"cough……"

After Elder Yuan returned to God, he coughed and announced, "In this round, Zuo Yuqing was promoted."

Zuo Yuqing's eyes flashed lightly, but his face lost his expression.

Since the match is fair, and he is the grandson of the Leng Lao Dean, he will not care about him. After all, if he really becomes the first Fengshen, he will still deal with him often.

Elder Yuan looked at Zuo Yuqing Road, who was still lying on the ground. "Zuo Shi's nephew can go down and rest first."

Zuo Yuqing turned to God, slowly got up, bowed to Elder Yuan, and flew off the stage.

"You guys clean this up and re-arrange the stage."

Elder Yuan immediately directed a few disciples under the stage to deal with the collapsed stage.

Zuo Yuqing walked aside to rest, but felt that the chest was tingling for a while.

Just now he almost hurt his heart. Fortunately, he diddge in time, even though he still suffered internal injuries.

Zuo Yuqing frowned and reached out to cover his chest.

Why did you want to hit him at this time? Now that you have suffered internal injuries, wouldn't you be disadvantaged when fighting against the **** woman.

Suddenly a figure walked in front of Zuo Yuqing and passed a red elixir.