In the two years since Qu Ling became a professional killer, she has never been as embarrassed as tonight. She must know whose hands she fell into.
Second Uncle Yan saw her extremely resolute expression and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that young people today are really arrogant. If my young master was still alive, I wonder if he would be like them!
"That girl's surname is Ling. Do you think there is a person from the Ling family in the world of ancient martial arts who can produce someone as skilled as that girl?" Uncle Yan sighed and asked.
"Ling family? Could it be...!?" Qu Ling seemed to have remembered something, and his expression suddenly turned very ugly.
"I didn't expect that tonight I would meet a talented girl in the Chinese cultivation world, Miss Ling, who has supernatural powers and is a master of both ancient and martial arts. She was defeated but she was not unjust." Qu Ling sounded a little frustrated in his tone.
When Uncle Yan saw her like this, he couldn't help frowning and said: "She is born with special powers and is uniquely blessed. In the early stages of her cultivation, her strength could indeed be called the king among her peers, but in the later stages of her cultivation, it is hard to say
, didn’t you see that I, my second uncle, could easily break through the space she controlled? If I’m not mistaken, that young man with the mask and long hair also has the ability to break through her space.”
Uncle Yan couldn't help but think of Nangong Chulai, who had a palm fight with him in the forest. The strength shown by Nangong Chu really shocked him, because under the interaction of Qi and machine, he knew that Nangong Chu was not old.
That young man was actually able to compete with himself, who was at the middle level of the sixth level of ancient martial arts. Second Uncle Yan found it incredible when he thought about it.
You must know that there are not many sixth-level grandmasters in the ancient martial arts world, and those super strong ones are all over fifty years old. It can be seen that there is really no shortcut in the way of martial arts, without decades of hard work.
It is impossible to achieve achievements above ancient martial arts
Even Ling Xiaoshuang, a young and strong man who is waiting for God's blessing, his comprehensive strength is only between the lower and middle ranks of the fourth level of Guwu.
"You mean that guy who almost ruined my good deeds twice actually has the strength to destroy the space controlled by Miss Ling?" Qu Ling said with a shocked face. Since her debut, she always thought that with her extraordinary and holy poison skills,
She was already unrivaled among the younger generation, but she didn't expect that two people whose strength was far superior to her suddenly appeared in this small seaside area, which really made her at a loss.
"So, if you meet these two people in the future, it's better not to offend them. Young people must learn to be tolerant," Uncle Yan said
Qu Ling was speechless after hearing this
After Nangong Chu made a call to Long Zaitian, he went into the city. He took off his black outfit in an alley in the city, set it on fire, then put on a set of casual clothes, and swaggered around.
Get out of the alley
The atmosphere in the east of the city is a bit unusual. It's only around eleven o'clock in the evening, but there seem to be very few people on the streets. Even the taxis that usually come and go to carry passengers are very few. Could it be that even these ordinary people smell it?
Is Chengdong going to change its mood?
Nangong Chu shook his head and got rid of all the messy thoughts. He still had a dull feeling in his chest. This was the first time he had been injured since his debut.
Walking on the deserted streets, the cool night breeze blows in his face from time to time. The street lights stretch his figure out, making him look a little lonely and lonely.
Nangong Chu finally stopped a taxi on the street. When he said he was going to the Oriental Hotel in the south of the city, the driver happily took him away.
"Young man, it's not peaceful tonight. How dare you walk alone on the street?" the middle-aged driver asked.
Nangong Chuxiao said excitedly: "Why do you say that?"
"Don't you know? The headquarters of the Sirius Gang was bombed. I heard that at least 30 to 40 people were killed. There is going to be chaos in the east of the city," the middle-aged driver said in a low voice.
"Haha, really?" Nangong Chu said a little funny
"Do you think you haven't noticed that there are very few people on the streets tonight? Most of my driving friends are resting at home tonight or going to the south of the city to pick up passengers," the middle-aged driver said.
"Thank you for reminding me, uncle. I was really shocked when I heard what you said."
The middle-aged driver was very talkative and chattered all the way. The car drove to the gate of Oriental Hotel. Nangong Chu quickly paid the fare and escaped from the taxi.
Nangong Chu took the elevator to the floor where he lived, and saw Ye Feng standing anxiously at the door of the room. As soon as he saw Nangong Chu, he ran over.
"Master!" Ye Feng shouted
"If you have anything to do, please go back to the room." Nangong Chu glared at Ye Feng, without stopping, walked straight to the door of the room, took out the key card, and swiped the card to open the door.
"Master, how is the matter?" Ye Feng said excitedly. What happened tonight is really important. It is directly related to whether the "Shadow Dragon" can stand in Linhai.
"Are you doubting my strength, your master?" Nangong Chu said angrily.