Chapter 1881: High-sounding!

Looking at the elder who was babbled and crooked earlier, Huang Rong asked: "Just you, what's your name?"
"Presumptuous!" The elder's face instantly turned red to the root of his ears, and he did not report his name, but he suddenly drew out his long sword and assassinated Huang Rong.
The feeling of being ignored has already covered the previous cowardice towards Huang Rong.
"Chang Wugen, go back!" Qingwei stopped him in time at this time, "Qingyuan, you can discuss with Daoist Huang Rong, don't hurt Girl Huang."
Chang Wugen took the sword bitterly and returned to the queue.
Next to him, a thin and slender elderly elder floated out and shook the dust: "Miss Huang, your magic power is good, and it can make a sensation in the formation of my Shushan League. However, if you are so, I want The Shushan League does whatever it wants. Isn't it right to be afraid?"
"The Taoist leader is a funny person, and I still need to find a good-sounding reason." Huang Rong sneered, "This girl doesn't need your nonsense, I just want to play with you, how about it?"
"You, alas, girl, don't ignore the world just because you are young. Well, since the girl has this intention, I will discuss some tricks with you. Do you use a sword or not?"
Qingyuan knew that Huang Rong knew how to use a sword, and his strength was not weak, so he had long held the sword in his hand.
"I won't use a sword to follow you with a few tricks to see."
Huang Rong naturally didn't use the realm of transformation strength at this time, but maintained the aura of strength at the ninth level of the spirit level.
With a slight movement of the palm, the spiritual energy blessed, the spiritual energy was released, and suddenly, a spiritual energy long sword was already in his hand.
But Qingyuan suddenly stagnated at this time.
When they were in the Shushan list, they heard that Huang Rong and Mei Chaofeng had taken action. There is a mysterious lightsaber technique that can be condensed into swords with aura to imprison or kill enemies.
Now that he saw her using this technique, he was not surprised.
But since he has been named and shot by the elder Qingwei, he can't escape right away. Whether he can win or not, he will go all out.
Qingyuan also hurriedly used his spiritual power, blessing it on the long sword, and the long sword glowed with bursts of halo.
"Qingyuan Daoist is now at the ninth level of spirit rank?" Huang Rong smiled.
"It's just entering the ninth level, girl, please."
Kunpeng was slightly surprised. When the elite disciples of the spirit world competed, he clearly remembered that the highest disciples in the Shushan League were only up to the gods, and the elders did not see a few spiritual levels.
Now there is an elder he has never seen at will, that is, the ninth level of the spirit level. From this point of view, the current Shushan League, I am afraid that there are also many disciples and elders beyond the spiritual level.
The two played a few tricks, and it seemed that there was no difference between the victory and the defeat, but Qingyuan no longer dared to continue, quickly withdrew from the battle circle and returned to the queue of the Shushan League.
"What's the matter, I don't think you have won or lost, and your heart is not beating or breathing, so why did you give in?"
Chang Wugen is a bit contemptuous.
Although he didn't dare to fight Huang Rong himself, he hoped that others could fight Huang Rong and the others. If he could kill all Kunpeng, that would be great.
Qingyuan ignored him, only shook his head to Qingwei.
Their actions naturally fell into the eyes of Kunpeng and others.
"How, is it fun, Rong'er?" Kunpeng asked.
"It's not fun at all, he doesn't cooperate. Brother, should I pick two or three or all of them?"
"Then it's up to you."
The faces of many elders in the Shushan League were dark, and Huang Rong deceived people too much.