Playful Concubine Le

Chapter 271
Thinking that the ancestor of the Ling family could no longer sit still, he swooped down from the roof and rushed towards Jun Yunqing.

Following his rushing down, a majestic and thick deep blue profound energy surged out of his body, surging and oppressive!

"It's just a yellow-haired girl, and she dares to be rampant!" When the figure fell, the ancestor of the Ling family had bowed claws with five fingers, and the dark blue profound energy was wrapped around it, almost wrapping a thick layer on the palm, sticky. The profound energy liquid, the five fingers are glowing like emeralds, it is obvious that he has cultivated an extremely powerful claw skill!

"Chi!" The sharp wind carried by the five fingers cut through the space, and slashed at Jun Yunqing!
"Good time!" Seeing him rushing over in such a big way, Jun Yunqing's eyes flickered, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a malicious smile, and with a movement of five fingers under his sleeve, the white jade spear disappeared in her hand instantly. Then a purple-black slender wooden stick containing terrifying energy appeared.

"Watch me break your dog's paw!"

Jun Yunqing took a step forward, and with a wave of his right hand, the purple-black wooden stick met the claw wind caught by the ancestor of the Ling family!
"Boom!" The wooden stick pierced through the air, and terrifying power erupted from the slender stick body. Under the pressure of this force, the air rolled violently like sea waves, and moved to both sides!Where the wooden stick passed, a black vacuum was abruptly drawn, roaring and slashing heavily at the attacking claws of the ancestor of the Ling family!
"Boom!" The wooden stick collided with the claw wind, and a sharp sound resounding through the world suddenly erupted. Under the shocked eyes of the ancestor of the Ling family, a terrifying and surging force suddenly came from the wooden stick.

"Hey!" The claw wind was directly torn apart by this force, and even smashed the viscous profound energy liquid wrapped on the palm of the ancestor of the Ling family, and finally blasted fiercely on the five fingers that were shining like emeralds!
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the ancestor of the Ling family's arm was thrown back by the fierce force that came directly, his whole body wiped the ground, and he retreated violently, retreating tens of meters in a row, before he could barely stop!
"Okay! Very good! A third-rank Xuanhou can actually hurt me!" Clutching the right hand with all five fingers broken, the phalanges poking out the flesh, the ancestor of the Ling family twisted his face in pain for a moment, and looked at Jun ferociously. Yun Qing.

His gaze shifted to the purple-black wooden stick in Jun Yunqing's hand, the attack that made him directly break the finger bone came from this wooden stick!It's a pity that the ancestor of the Ling family couldn't see what it was.

But what is certain is that its power is much stronger than the heavenly spirit martial arts!Could it be a king-level spirit martial arts?

The patriarch of the Ling family thought about it and then denied it.

How precious is a king-level spirit weapon, the entire Liuyun Sect only has two weapons, one is in the hands of the suzerain, and the other is in the hands of the Supreme Elder!That was passed down from the ancestors of the previous school!Even if the other Supreme Elders reached the Xuan King Realm, they would not have king-level spiritual martial arts!

How could it be possible for a small Jun family, a third-rank Xuanhou's yellow-haired girl, to have a king-level spirit martial arts!Being able to possess a heavenly spirit martial arts is a great fortune!
That stick should be the best in heaven-level spirit martial arts, and maybe it has some kind of weird defense-breaking property!
But even if it's just a heaven-level spirit martial arts, such a powerful power is really rare.The patriarch of the Ling family looked at the wooden stick in Jun Yunqing's hand, with greedy desire in his eyes.

If he can get this wooden stick, his strength will immediately rise to a higher level!

Sensing his gaze, Jun Yunqing chuckled, waved the long stick in his hand, and looked at him mockingly: "Old dog, did you like my stick? Unfortunately, you are not qualified to use it!"

Ziyang Shenmu is not something anyone can control!It is not the body of the Dao body with the attribute of thunder and fire. If ordinary profound practitioners want to pick it up, they must rely on their own profound energy to suppress its thunder and fire power!Middle-level Xuanwang and above can barely do it, but the ancestor of the Ling family is only the ninth-rank peak Xuanhou, and he is far behind!
It's a pity that the patriarch of the Ling family didn't know. When Jun Yunqing said that he was not qualified, he laughed angrily, "You, a yellow-haired girl of the third-rank Xuanhou, can use it, but I can't? Little bitch! You really know how to put it on your face. Gold."

"If I put gold on my face, I'm not as thick-skinned as you! I've lost one hand, and you still dare to shout?" Jun Yunqing licked his lips lightly, smiling brightly, "If you have the ability, come and grab it! "

"Hmph! That's just my momentary carelessness! Do you think it's my opponent?" The patriarch of the Ling family turned pale, pressed back his valgus phalanx, raised his hand and took out a pill to eat.

After a while, he moved his right hand, and smiled coldly at Jun Yunqing, "I'll let you see right now, the ninth-rank peak Xuanhou is amazing!"

As his voice fell, a wave of surging power burst out of his body that was far better than before.

Deep blue profound energy surged out, flowing like a liquid, completely enveloping the Ling family patriarch's body, forming a membrane-like streamer outside his body.

A ball of light erupted from the feet of the ancestor of the Ling family, and then slowly lifted off the ground, floating at a height of three feet.

This is the performance of the peak Xuanhou powerhouse touching the threshold of Xuanwang. He can leave the ground for a short time, levitate at low altitude and sweep his body, and his speed will be greatly improved!
And the strong King Xuan can fly high in the sky!Unless it can also fly, it cannot attack the opponent at all.

In the journey of a profound practitioner, every time he is promoted to a great realm, it is a qualitative leap, which is completely different!The gap between realms is like a gap!

After the figure of the ancestor of the Ling family floated up, the aura of his whole body became stronger and stronger, and the vigorous profound energy flowed faster and faster. He turned his hand and took out a green long sword with a heavenly martial spirit, and the profound energy flowed Usually poured into it.

"Buzz buzz buzz!" The green long sword screamed, and with the infusion of profound energy, the green color on his body became more and more vivid, and the breath-taking oppressive aura continued to emanate, shaking the air around him to faintly tremble. Circle after circle of ripples spread to the side.

This old dog is going to get serious!
Looking at Jun Yunqing, the smile on his face was slightly suppressed, and his expression became serious.

Success or failure is here!
If she can block the opponent's move, it means that she has the ability to fight against the ninth-rank peak Xuanhou without defeat!

As long as she can hold the other party firmly, one of the remaining four Xuanhou Jing has been abolished by her, and the other three can be solved with the help of grandpa and uncle!
At that time, whether it is fighting or retreating, it will no longer be a problem!
Thinking of this, Jun Yunqing took a deep breath, put away the Ziyang Shenmu in her hand, turned around and sat cross-legged, a light flashed in her hand, and Qinglian Mingyinqin appeared on her lap.

Pressing lightly on the strings with both hands, Jun Yunqing pursed her red lips tightly, and her fingertips turned into countless afterimages, dancing quickly on the strings.

As the sound of Lingling zither poured out, the light blue profound energy in her body was crazily drawn and poured into Qinglian's singing zither, which made the ethereal and leisurely zither sound a little conquest.

(End of this chapter)