Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Fourth Ancient Spirits and Monsters(1/2)
Tsk!
Two white rays of spiritual energy shot out, turned into light and shadow, and instantly reached Qin Nanqi.
Qin Nanqi snorted coldly, condensed a sword of ice in his hand, and slashed towards the sky with one strike.
Wherever the ice sword passes, cold air surges and freezes everything.
The two white lights that were cut were immediately frozen, and then shattered by the sword energy.
Qin Nanqi came out with his sword and struck down Brother Qiao's feather scissors.
Ding!
Sparks flew up, Brother Qiao groaned, his arm trembled, and before he could react, the feather shears were sent flying.
The sharp ice sword in Qin Nanqi's hand turned into cold air, freezing his feather scissors, and then Qin Nanqi punched out with both fists.
Bang bang!
Brother Qiao felt as if his chest was hit by two mountains, his ribs were broken, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he flew away.
With a loud bang, his body hit the pillar of the pavilion, another mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he passed out.
"hiss……"
In the courtyard, there were waves of gasping sounds, and everyone was shocked.
This guy is indeed a ruthless man who has won hundreds of games in a row, defeating Brother Qiao so cleanly.
You must know that this young man whom Huang Lu calls Brother Qiao is ranked fifty-sixth among the top 100.
"That's all."
Qin Nan Qi Feng Qingyun curled his lips indifferently.
"Go together!"
Huang Lu's face was ashen, and he and the other three came to kill him at the same time.
Huang Lu and one of them are at the sixth level of the Pulse Refining Realm, and the other two are at the seventh level of the Pulse Refining Realm.
"roll!"
Qin Nanqi shouted coldly.
He took a heavy step, and the ground was cracked by the violent force. He gathered all his strength with his fists and fired several punches without any fancy.
Fist shadows filled the sky, blocking several people inside.
Bang bang bang bang!
Four voices sounded almost at the same time. The four people, including Huang Lu, barely resisted. Their arms were numb from Qin Nanqi's blast, and they all flew out.
"Pfft..."
Huang Lu spurted blood from his mouth and hit the ground heavily.
Feng Wu's pupils shrank. It was one thing to hear about Qin Nanqi's achievements, but it was another thing to see them in person.
He thought to himself that he couldn't do it to deal with people of the same level so cleanly, and there were more than one. This guy really had two skills.
Qian Lang's eyes finally changed, and she looked at him slightly solemnly.
"He is truly worthy of General Yum. He is indeed powerful."
Mei Yao'er praised without hesitation.
"Sister Maple Ling has such a genius as her representative. No wonder she has the confidence to catch up with her sister and seize the first place."
Qianlang and Fengwu's expressions were a little ugly, and there was no doubt whether Qin Nanqi was the representative of Maple Spirit.
"Hmph, so what if you have some talent, but you are only at the seventh level of Pulse Refining Realm. If you act so arrogantly and wantonly, you won't even know how you will die when the time comes."
Qian Lang snorted coldly. His four losers were instantly killed by Qin Nanqi, and he couldn't save his face.
"I don't know whether I will die or not, but I can let them die now."
Qin Nanqi pointed at a few people who had fallen unconscious on the ground, and traces of murderous intent filled the air.
"you dare!"
Qian Lang shouted coldly, never expecting that Qin Nanqi would dare to challenge him, and the pressure of the ninth level of Pulse Refining Realm swept out.
As long as Qin Nanqi dared to take action, he would kill him immediately.
laugh!
A spiritual sword appeared in Qin Nanqi's hand, aiming at Brother Qiao, about to stab him.
"Qi Nan, don't be impulsive."
Maple Spirit shouted anxiously and shook her head at him.
Qin Nanqi's cultivation level was not as good as Qian Lang's. She was deeply afraid that if Qin Nan Qi really dared to take action, he might not be able to withstand Qian Lang's wrath.
"Oh my, sister Maple Ling cares so much about your representative. Could it be that she has something in her heart?"
Mei Yao'er blinked her beautiful big eyes and joked with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, the whole atmosphere changed instantly.
Qin Nanqi cursed secretly as a witch, her mouth was more poisonous than his.
"Charming Yao'er, you don't need to provoke me. I don't even bother to take action against this kind of trash. When the decisive battle comes, if he is lucky enough to come to the decisive battle, I can kill him with one hand!"
Qian Lang pointed at Sang and scolded Kui, with a look of disdain on his face.
"As for now, he is not worthy of my action!"
To put it bluntly, from beginning to end, Qianlang never put Qin Nanqi in his hands.
In his opinion, there is probably no one in the entire Maple Leaf City who can be his enemy. Xu Sandao may be able to resist with three or five moves.
His opponents were among the geniuses in the thirty-six counties.
After saying that, Qian Lang turned around and left. Today, he originally came to ask Feng Ling what he wanted. Since she didn't want to, there was no need for Qian Lang to stay here.
When Feng Wu saw this, he also left one after another. People who had a good relationship with the two of them all looked at Qin Nanqi deeply and left together.
"It's so boring. I can't even fight."
Mei Yao'er made a sad face and felt a little helpless.
Qin Nanqi felt ashamed and glared at her angrily.
"What do you think I'm doing? You can't even beat Qianlang, and you still expect to fight me? Be careful, sister, I'll crush you with just one finger!"
The enchantress puffed out her cheeks and puffed out her breasts slightly, giving her a unique flavor.
"..." Qin Nanqi looked at Maple Ling with black lines on his head and asked, "Is this banquet just to sit here?"
"Of course not."
Maple Ling shook her head and took out a piece of seventh-grade metal, which was about the size of a palm.
“In addition to communicating and discussing, we can also exchange treasures with each other.”
Qin Nanqi nodded. The people who could come here were not only talented in their own right, but also geniuses from various races and forces with rich family backgrounds.
Snapped!
Qin Nanqi took out four bottles of elixirs and said, "I have four bottles of eighth-grade recovery elixirs here, all of which are at the Dacheng level. If anyone wants to replace them, I only want rare metals.
Three elixirs are exchanged for one eighth-grade metal, and five elixirs are exchanged for one seventh-grade metal."
Swish, brush, brush!
They looked at Qin Nanqi, a little surprised. Eighth-grade Dachen elixirs were extremely rare, and this guy actually took out four bottles at once.
"Brother Qi, are you a devil?"
One person swallowed his saliva and asked with a dull expression.
Qin Nanqi smiled and did not reply.
"Brother Qi, I have an eighth-grade rare metal here called moiré gold. Can you exchange it?"
A man came over and took out a piece of white metal with patterns all over it.
"Change."
Qin Nanqi nodded and took out three pills. When everyone looked up, they saw that they were all successful.
You know, two Dacheng elixirs on the market can be exchanged for eighth-grade metal, but Qin Nanqi actually exchanged three elixirs for it, which is already a very good deal.
What's more, the Restoration Pill can quickly restore injuries. These geniuses cherish their lives the most. Having the Restoration Pill is equivalent to having something to save their lives.
Soon, someone else exchanged.
Even Maple Spirit replaced her piece of seventh-grade wood and adamantium.
Da da da!
Mei Yao'er stepped on small steps, twisting her slender water snake waist, full of charm, and held a piece of seventh-grade amber in her white and tender hands.
To be continued...