Nangong Liuli was completely angered. Not only did he remove the title "senior brother", he even jumped down from the ring and slapped Peng Jian'an with his palm.
"Humph, you still want to attack me?"
Peng Jian'an shook his head, "Junior sister Nangong, you are so confused and you have so disappointed me, senior brother!"
While speaking, he also slapped him back.
"Boom!"
When the two palms met, a surging wave of power swept over him, instantly setting off a wave of dust.
Peng Jian'an still stood still, but his legs sank into the ground a little.
But Nangong Liuli, who swooped down from the ring, was knocked out by the backlash. After landing, he staggered back for a distance, breathing rapidly and looking slightly pale.
With this blow, the difference was made.
"Junior sister Nangong, although your cultivation talent is high, your cultivation level is still below mine. If you attack me, you will only bring humiliation to yourself!"
Peng Jianan had his hands behind his back, his face full of arrogance.
"Come again!"
Nangong Liuli shouted loudly, stretched out her hand and touched the space bracelet, a faint light appeared, and an exquisite long sword appeared in her hand.
"Oh? Are you serious about it?"
Peng Jian'an sneered and also touched the space bracelet on his wrist.
"Buzz!"
A dim light appeared, and a spear appeared in his hand.
The cold light from the tip of the spear is gleaming and breathtaking.
"This gun is called Seizing Soul, and it is a top-grade weapon!"
After taking out the spear, Peng Jianan did not forget to introduce it proudly.
"It's actually a top-grade weapon!"
"It seems that this Piaomiao Sect disciple has a good background!"
"No one in the entire Xieyang City has a top-grade weapon, but he actually owns one. No wonder he dares to be so arrogant!"
The crowd was in a frenzy.
Only Wang Dachui, the number one weapon refiner in Xianyang City, instead of being excited at all, was full of disdain, "It's just a top-grade weapon, what's there to show off? Yesterday, under the guidance of Young Master Long, I forged a treasure.
level weapon."
While everyone was talking about it, on the battlefield.
"Peng Jian'an, you have insulted me too much. Today, I, Nangong Liuli, will use your blood to wash away the shame I have suffered!"
Nangong Liuli shouted low, and regardless of whether he was Peng Jianan's opponent or not, he came over with a sword to kill him.
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Peng Jian'an snorted coldly, and also held a gun and faced him.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
The two of them clashed, and waves of air surged out, sending sand and rocks flying and waves of dust billowing around them.
It has to be said that both Nangong Liuli and Peng Jian'an are quite powerful. After just a moment of confrontation, the ground beneath their feet was riddled with holes in the aftermath of the force.
"when!"
There was a deafening sound of metal collision, and Peng Jianan's spear swept across, instantly sweeping Nangong Liuli away.
"puff!"
After finally regaining his balance a few meters away, Nangong Liuli spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior sister Nangong, you are no match for me!"
Peng Jian'an held a long spear, pointing at Nangong Liuli from afar, "If you continue, you will only be injured more seriously!"
"Come again!"
Naturally, Nangong Liuli refused to admit defeat. She wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, held the long sword upright in front of her chest, and slowly rubbed her two fingers over the sword while muttering to herself, "The sword is lonelier than fireworks!"
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
Where two fingers passed, the long sword roared, and the sound was heart-stirring.
The next moment, she jumped up, rushed several meters into the air, and with the help of her dive, she stabbed Peng Jian'an on the opposite side with her sword.
"Tsk!"
When the long sword thrust out, a sharp sword light shot out from the tip of the sword instantly.
The sword is lonelier than fireworks, and this is her box-pressing combat skill. The sword light is not only extremely sharp, but also as fast as lightning. Once it is thrust out, no one can avoid it unless it is blocked from the front.
And even a warrior with the same level of cultivation as her could not block her sharp sword head-on.
"The gun comes out like a dragon!"
On the opposite side, Peng Jian'an seemed to be aware of the crisis, and thrust out his spear suddenly to meet the sword light coming from Nangong Liuli.
"when!"
When the two collided, a surging air wave spread instantly.
The ground that bore the brunt of the impact suddenly sank a large layer downwards with a "bang", and the spreading aftermath set off another layer of thick waves of soil, which continued to pounce in all directions.
But Peng Jian'an, who faced off against Nangong Liuli, remained motionless, his feet never moving at all.
On the other hand, Nangong Liuli was shaken away by the powerful force of the spear, and at the same time, he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Bang... thump thump thump!"
After landing, she staggered back a dozen steps before barely steadying herself.
However, at this time, she was already shaky, and her face was so pale that there was no blood.
"Junior sister Nangong, the strength gap between you and me is not just a tiny bit. My cultivation level is already at the third level of the spiritual level, and you have just stepped into the first level of the spiritual level. Under the huge disparity between the two levels, even if you try hard
No matter how hard you try, you can't be my opponent!"
Peng Jian'an held a gun in one hand and said domineeringly, "If I hadn't been merciful just now, you would be the dead soul of my gun now!"
"I……"
Nangong Liuli still wanted to refute, but the disparity in strength was there, and it was useless for her to be unwilling.
Under normal circumstances, being able to fight beyond the first level is already the limit.
Her cultivation level is two levels lower than Peng Jian'an's. Even if she is unwilling to do anything, she cannot reverse the defeat.
"Okay, I don't want to go into unnecessary details. Please take care of yourself, Junior Sister Nangong!"
Peng Jian'an was very strong and domineering, as if he was passing judgment on Nangong Liuli, without giving the other party any chance to refute.
But in fact, under the principle of respecting strength, Nangong Liuli was unable to refute.
"By the way, who is your fiancé? Can you introduce him to me, senior brother?"
As if he remembered something, Peng Jianan glanced at everyone present and said with interest.
"Peng Jian'an, what do you want to do?"
Nangong Liuli panicked and angrily said, "It's not enough that you just humiliated me, are you going to involve other people too?"
"No, your fiancé is not someone else, but a stain in your life and an obstacle for Senior Brother Ximen Xiao to become a Taoist couple with you. I have enough reasons to talk to him alone!" Peng Jian'an smiled coldly.
At the same time, his sinister eyes began to scan the crowd.
"It's over, it's over, this time it's really over!"
In the corner, the real Long Hao was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Nangong Liuli's cultivation level was beyond his reach.
But this arrogant and domineering Peng Jian'an is still stronger than Nangong Liuli.
If you really want to "talk" with him alone, even if you don't die, you will probably become paralyzed and become a disabled person from then on.
Although Ye Chen is now the young master of the Long family on the surface, facing such an aggressive and powerful Peng Jian'an, Ye Chen seems to be as stable as an old dog on the surface, but he must be panicking in his heart.
And once forced to a certain extent, Ye Chen is likely to reveal his true identity.
When the time comes, he will not only have to face Peng Jianan's wrath, but also face the crazy revenge of the entire Nangong family.