Hua Qingzhu and the two monks from the Ghost King Sect were both stunned for a moment.
Snap...
An Bulang's feet were suddenly grabbed by slender white hands.
"Please, save me. If I fall into the hands of those two people, my life will be worse than death..." Hua Qingzhu, who was lying on the ground, grabbed An Bulang's feet. She was a little pale and delicate.
His face was full of begging, and his pitiful look made people look at him with pity.
Hua Qingzhu's appearance is very beautiful, and coupled with her own invisible allure, she is even more attractive than Ji Hongxue, and can score four points in the Lang style scoring system.
"I know you are also a monk. As long as you promise to save me... I can agree to any request you have." Hua Qingzhu's tone was soft and soft, with tears of fear in his eyes as he sobbed, "I really don't want to fall into their hands...
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"Don't want to fall into their hands? Then I have a way." An Bulang nodded.
Hope appeared on Hua Qingzhu's face.
An Bulang's whole body suddenly erupted with an extremely terrifying momentum, his palms burst into torrents of golden light, and he pressed down on Hua Qingzhu!
Spiritual energy surged wildly, and the giant golden palm condensed in the sky. The five fingers were slightly bent, like dragon claws tearing through the void, and there was a faint dragon roar that shocked the soul.
This is the Heavenly Dragon Palm created by An Bulang after he watched the real dragon fly for nine days in Wucai Long Lake.
A palm fell and a dragon emerged from the sky, its might was endless.
"No...!!" Hua Qingzhu's delicate body trembled, and she shouted in horror. Before she could do anything, the golden giant palm had already slapped her body, and the energy carried the dragon's roar and exploded in an instant.
Ouch!!
Boom!
The earth shattered and exploded.
As the golden light surged, the ground within a radius of a hundred meters sank.
In the center of the sunken ground, the Huaqingzhu in front of An Bulang had been crushed into minced flesh by the terrifying energy.
An Bulang said with an indifferent expression: "In order to prevent you from falling into their clutches, can't I just kill you first?"
The two Ghost King Sect monks who were charging towards them with a ferocious smile had a ferocious look on their faces. They stopped and their legs could not help but tremble.
What kind of development is this? This is different from what was promised!!
They were stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and ran away faster than when they were chasing Hua Qingzhu.
An Bulang condensed his energy into a sword, and with one wave of his hand, the flying sword penetrated the two monks, strangling each other's life.
"Two monks at the eighth level of the Mysterious Physique, chasing a monk at the seventh level of the Nether Spirit, are they trying to trick ghosts?"
He shook his head, turned around and left, as if he had just done a small thing.
This woman, who is called Hua Qingzhu of the Tianxiang Sect, appears to be a monk at the ninth level of the Mysterious Body. In fact, she has used a more advanced secret method to disguise her cultivation. If she were an ordinary Mysterious Body monk or even a Soul-Nailing monk, she might not really be able to do it.
She was deceived.
But what she didn't know was that An Bulang had glazed eyes and the ability to see through disguises!
Even a great monk in the Tianyuan realm cannot pretend to be in front of him. How can a mere monk in the Naling realm want to pretend in front of him?
A strong man who has disguised his cultivation, although his body is weak due to poisoning, is slowly accumulating extremely sinister power in his body, waiting to burst out in an instant. With all the characteristics added together, the identity of the opponent is already revealed.
"Want to cheat on you, Mr. Lang? I'm sorry, you're a little too young."
"But the people in Bi'an Pavilion are really annoying... It's time for me to find a chance to pay them a visit."
An Bulang sighed softly, carrying a box of spiritual stones on his back, and continued on his way back to the palace.
At this moment, behind the small woods a few hundred meters away from the battle site.
A group of shadows slowly emerged.
It was a strong man wearing animal skins with a metallic luster all over his body.
The strong man clearly had a fierce look on his face, but his huge body couldn't help but tremble.
"Fuck fuck fuck! Suzaku was actually killed!!" The strong man was sweating coldly.
He is the veteran of the White Tiger, the most powerful killer besides the Heavenly Ghost King, and possesses the ninth level of spiritual cultivation.
In order to ensure the success of the mission, the Pavilion Master of Bi'an Pavilion, King Tiangui, after careful consideration, even the strongest killer White Tiger Elder was sent to cooperate with Suzaku's actions.
But now, the strongest killer is so panicked that he wants to run back to his hometown immediately.
How can this be an ordinary Naling monk?
The monster, the existence he faced, was definitely a monster!!
The elder Suzaku couldn't even resist, but he was defeated. How strong must the other party be to do this?
Bai Hu suddenly felt sorry for Elder Suzaku.
When Suzaku was performing her mission, she also swore that beauty was a deadly weapon, and she was confident that she could eliminate the opponent with the least amount of effort. Even if the opponent was a strong man at the ninth level of Naling, he would definitely die in her hands.
Huangquan.
The assassination process of Suzaku was indeed very delicate. Whether it was the scene setting of the hero saving the beauty or the choice of actors, they were all impeccable.
She is very similar to Hua Qingzhu from Tianxiang Sect, and her expression is similar. After disguising her aura, even Bai Hu was unable to see through her true cultivation level and mistakenly thought she was Hua Qingzhu. Even the two monks found were brainwashed.
Dead men, they really thought they were chasing Hua Qingzhu and they could do whatever they wanted after catching him.
All preparations were flawless.
Just waiting for the hero An Bulang to save the beauty.
Then, An Bulang slapped the beauty to death...
Also known as, in order to prevent the gangsters from invading, they were shot to death in advance...
"The devil...he is not only a monster, but also a devil!" Bai Hu said, trembling all over.
An Bulang returned to the palace carrying the spirit stone.
When two sisters, Ji Hongxue and Ji Yinyin, found An Bulang back, they excitedly ran out to greet him.
"Bu Lang, it looks like you've gained quite a lot." Ji Hongxue saw the box An Bulang was carrying behind her and covered her mouth with a smile.
"Master! Yinyin misses you so much!" Ji Yinyin, with a graceful figure, wearing a princess dress and a cloud-like veil, hugged An Bulang like a baby swallow in her arms.
An Bulang couldn't dodge. He felt the soft and jade-like touch in his arms and smelled a gust of fragrant wind. He immediately pushed Ji Yinyin away and said sternly: "How brave! In broad daylight, you dare to take advantage of me as a teacher. What a success!"
How indecent?!”
Ji Yinyin tilted her head, her clear and bright big eyes curved into crescent moons, and said with a smile: "My disciple knows his mistake. Please ask Master to punish you. You can punish her in any way. Yes, you can punish Yinyin in any way..."
The girl said, still holding her hands behind her back, she leaned forward slightly, her pink lips opened slightly, and she exhaled like blue.
The gas was like a gentle wind, blowing on the young man's face.
"Ji Yinyin, I taught you the Yin-Yang Feathering Technique. Is this where you used it?" An Bulang felt Ji Yinyin use her aura to drive the fragrant mist from her mouth, and her head felt big, and she couldn't stand this little goblin at all.
"Hey, let me put what I have learned into practice..." Ji Yinyin pursed her pink lips, her beautiful eyes were clear and lively, she looked at An Bulang with an innocent and aggrieved face, and said with a girlish touch.
From a certain point of view, this Ji Yinyin's allure is much more powerful than the woman in the red dress who was slapped to death by An Bulang before.
After all, An Bulang is still a hot-blooded young man...