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Chapter 94 Mobei Dynasty, Ao Lingxiao (please recommend tickets, please reward!)

When Fan Saihua used all his strength to cast the Heavenly Flying Immortal, the four branch patriarchs at the scene all stood up abruptly.

His expression was dignified, his eyes were shining, and he was staring at him with a piercing spirit.

Leng Qiu is very strange, it's just a set of swordsmanship, as for that?
Frowning slightly, the smile on his face faded away.

The Nine Princesses used it with some flaws, and couldn't perfectly display the profound meaning of the sword power, but it was only superficial and its power was limited.

But they didn't know that what they were staring at was the phantom of the fairy, and they couldn't return to their senses.

"This is...the empress of the Mobei Dynasty, Ao Lingxiao! How is it possible?"

Leng Feiyang murmured to himself with a serious expression on his face.

Hearing his muttering, Leng Qiu asked softly with a puzzled face:
"What Mobei Dynasty, what Ao Lingxiao? Is there something weird?"

To change the look of a strong person in the Eighth Palace Realm drastically, must it be a realm beyond the Eighth Palace, the Four Polarized Dragon Realm, the Immortal Realm, or a more powerful realm?

It seems that he is still far away, not in a world!

"Clang clang..."

Before Leng Feiyang could answer, the fairy phantom flew out with a sense of coldness and solemnity.

Wherever it passed, the cold and infinite mountain peaks burst into pieces, and the long swords turned into hidden weapons, flying wildly in all directions.

The strong tremor caused Leng Cheng's tiger's mouth to burst, and blood flowed horizontally. He couldn't grasp the long sword in his hand and flew out instantly.

Having lost his long sword, Leng Cheng watched the flying fairy from the sky go straight in front of him, as if he was about to pierce his throat.

Want to hide, but the speed is not as fast as the nine princesses' swordsmanship.

Watching helplessly as the tip of the sword rapidly grew larger in front of his eyes, Elder Tianying, who was standing proudly in the sky, suddenly shouted:

"No!"

A big hand flew from the sky and stood in front of the Flying Immortal.

"Dangdangdang..."

A series of terrifying sword light attacks all fell on the big hand, making the intensive sound of gold and iron striking.

It wasn't until this moment that the Leng family came back to their senses.

They felt the power of the nine princesses, and also felt the fear of the sky eagle.

A big hand with true energy, let it attack without any damage.

Deep infuriating.

After the battle was over, Leng Feiyang withdrew his gaze, took a deep look at Leng Qiu beside him, sat on the grand master's chair, and said:

"Qiu'er, let me tell you, the sword technique used by the Ninth Princess can evolve into the Empress Ao Lingxiao!"

When it comes to Ao Lingxiao, he has a face of extreme admiration and a devout demeanor.

"The Mobei Dynasty is equivalent to a first-rank sect, powerful and boundless. And its master is a generation of empresses, who suppress the invincible opponents in the world!"

"It is said that it is No.1 under the Great Emperor, or it has already touched the real fairyland! Of course, everything is a legend, and no one can verify the specifics! If you don't reach the four-polarized dragon realm, you will even go to the Eastern Emperor's realm Don't go out and talk about other things?"

In the end, it turned into a sigh, full of helplessness.

Although Leng Feiyang explained, but Leng Qiu still found doubts, frowning and asked:
"I see that they have all stood up, and they all know Ao Lingxiao? Impossible?"

If you can't get rid of the knot in your heart, you won't be able to sleep well.

"This involves a secret, and you are entitled to know it. In the ancestors of our Leng family, there were four-polarized dragon-level powerhouses. After traveling abroad, he brought back a picture, which is the portrait of Ao Lingxiao."

"The ancestors thought that there were some secrets in it, and let the geniuses of the family study in the forbidden area of ​​the family for a year, but found nothing. They must have seen it before!"

"This is also the chance to be No.1 in every big competition, but no one has gained anything. Some people even got lost in her appearance after seeing her, and couldn't extricate themselves!"

Leng Feiyang's words opened a door for Leng Qiu, causing boundless waves in his heart.

Never thought that the ancestor of the Leng family had such a powerful existence.

You know, the royal family, the ancestor of the Cao family, was only at the Eighth Palace Realm, so he immediately rushed out to join the sect, hoping to be promoted again.

Explain that the background of the Leng family is above them!

The heart is happier, and the character is more lawless.

However, after only being happy for a few minutes, he thought that this was the family of the body deity, his ancestor, and he had only blood relationship with him, but no actual relationship.

It's messy!
After all, he is an outsider, and he should be satisfied if he has fulfilled the deity's desire to be filial to his father, his father, and his son.

"Spirit +1000!"

In an instant, the spirit increased by a thousand points.

Moreover, hovering in his mind, the thought that he must respect Leng Feiyang dissipated into nothingness.

Leng Qiu only felt relaxed, and almost floated up.

Leng Feiyang, let's treat him as a foster father, it's really good for him.

"Don't worry, if I observe and find something, I will share it with you!"

Leng Qiu agreed, and the expression on his face became relaxed and less restrained.

This is my Leng Qiu!

Leng Feiyang took another deep look at him, suddenly burst into a bright smile, and laughed loudly:
"No, if you can really comprehend something, you probably won't be able to teach others. It's your chance! It's almost time, why don't you go up?"

The ninth princess came back with a rather unhappy face.

At the peak of the Tianqiao Realm, she still couldn't let her use her swordsmanship to her heart's content, so her eyes fell on some powerful disciples of the Five Gods Realm.

Perhaps, they can test themselves.

However, the Five God Realm will not look for her.

If you win, you won't do it with force, if you lose, you will lose your face, and you don't want to fight her.

As for the people from the three branches, they are all asking the patriarch what they saw just now, and their expressions will change drastically.

Naturally, no one paid any attention to Princess Nine, leaving her alone to sulk.

Leng Qiu glanced at the sky, stood up, untied the cloak, and let the ninth princess hold it.

Stretch your muscles and bones a little, and say to Leng Feiyang:
"It's been almost two hours, and Qiu'er comes whenever I go."

After saying that, he stood up, and a bridge appeared under his feet, leading directly to the biggest arena where Elder Tianying was.

The arena of the final quarterfinals.

The overpass is full of golden light, as if forged from divine gold.

Each piece is exquisite, as if it has been forged through endless years.

Armrests are erected on both sides, and pieces of pink flowers are dotted beside them, blooming with golden light.

Leng Qiu showed the ultimate flyover for the first time, and she was a little confused.

I didn't expect it to turn into substance, leave the ground and spread out.Take a step and walk, take root under your feet, and your strength can reach [-]%!
Wearing a royal blue robe, with a bright smile on his face, he walked up quickly.

He still looks like a noble son, but he is a noble son from a martial arts family, and has attracted the attention of all Leng's family members.

"impossible!"

Leng Feizhou, who had just sat down for a while, suddenly stood up with a thin body, his eyes widened, and shouted.

"This is... how many veins have been opened?"

Leng Feijing also stood up, her tiny eyeballs widened, shining endlessly, eager to watch carefully.

"My God, how many resources has he wasted? How is it possible?"

Leng Fei's majestic body rushed directly to the edge of the ring, staring at the flyover with piercing eyes, wishing he could go up and walk around twice.

Leng Feiyang also stood up, his eyes shining brightly.

"Qiu'er, you have the potential to be in the Eighth Palace Realm!"

In a word, he put his son on an equal footing with himself.

(End of this chapter)