Chapter 932: Flying knife

Chapter 932
Li Potian's expression dripped with gloomy face, his fist was clenched tightly, as if he had been slapped directly.
"Hmph, how can I be as knowledgeable as their female generation." Li Potian snorted coldly.
"Oh, Li Potian? A member of Nanyang Li's family?" At this moment, a faint voice came from a distance, this person was Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan, Tang Yinyao and others strolled over.
"Not bad." Li Potian scanned Ye Qinghan lightly.
"I heard you are dissatisfied?" Ye Qinghan said with a smile with his hands on his back: "None of us masters feel that we are late. Are you dissatisfied?"
"Humph!" Li Potian snorted coldly, "I didn't mean it!"
"It has long been heard that Li's flying sword skill is unique in the seven continents and four oceans. I want to broaden my horizons today." Ye Qinghan said indifferently: "You don't need to be polite to us female classmates.
While speaking, the powerful breath of Ye Qinghan was enveloped in the void. As soon as this breath came out, it was like darkness descending, extremely overbearing, crushing everything, the emperor's breath, directly forcing Li Potian to step back.
Master Yue Se, Aubahu, Guo Shiba, Long Chuangshi, Master Yue Se, Master Hollow and others watched this scene as if they were watching a joke, without any intention of intervening at all.
"court death!"
Li Potian gave a cold cry, his body was so powerful that he shook his hand.
"Zheng!"
A sound of breaking through the air blasted into the void.
A terrifying blade light flew out of his hand. The moment the blade light rose, the world changed color, and it seemed that this blade light was left, and the speed of this blade light reached an unimaginable level.
Kill Xiang Ye Qinghan's throat directly.
It gives people a feeling of unavoidableness, and the world is everywhere in the trance.
"Humph!"
Ye Qing snorted in the cold, and she stretched out her white bare hands. One of the two and white fingers was black and the other was white as jade. They stretched out like lightning.
"Zhengzheng!" The voice of Zhengzheng exploded in the void.
This flying knife was directly clamped by Ye Qinghan's two fingers, and even the shaking of this flying knife could hardly shake Ye Qinghan's two fingers.
Master Yue Se, Aubahu, Guo Shiba, Long Chuangshi, Master Yue Se, Master Hollow and others were extremely moved.
You know this knife is too terrifying.
The power of this sword is comparable to the power of the Nirvana strong, and the speed is not lower than the Nirvana strong, but it is more fierce than the Nirvana strong attack!
This is the horror of Li Potian's flying knife.
In fact, among all the people present, they rarely belong to Li Potian's opponents without relying on magic weapons. This is probably the reason for Li Potian's arrogance.
"Is this the Li family's flying knife?" Ye Qinghan sneered at the corner of her mouth, she held it in her hand directly, and then threw it at Li Potian.
Li Potian seemed to have been slapped in public. He was very embarrassed, his eyes showed resentment, and he took the flying knife and left without looking back.
"Worthy of being the Lord of Huangquan." Aubahu smiled and walked up to clap his hands and praised.
"If the weight is lifted lightly, Huang Quan's main cultivation base is far better than I have waited." Guo Shiba also smiled and clapped his hands and praised.
"Outstanding females!" Long Chuangshi, Master Yuelu, Master Hollow came up to praise one after another.
"You are polite." Ye Qinghan greeted with a smile: "I don't know where our leader is?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone's expression changed.
"Master of Huangquan, I can't answer this question either." Guo Shibagan said with a smile.
"Okay, let's enjoy the scenery of Mount Tai together." Long Chuangshi, Master Reading Color, Master Hollow all changed the subject and invited with a smile.
"You go." Ye Qinghan nodded and said: "You can see clearly here." While she was speaking, she stared at the top of Mount Tai.
Long Chuangshi, Master Reading Color, Master Hollow and others laughed, and then they came to Tang Yinyao to say hello, and then left one after another. Tang Fenghuo had a complicated expression in the distance, and his figure also walked over.
"Big Brother." Tang Yinyao took the initiative to walk up and greeted with a smile.
"Big brother can't sorry you." Tang Fenghuo said with a complex expression of guilt: "I can't sorry third brother even more."
"Big Brother is polite to say this. You are sitting in this seat. You must take the family's interests as the premise, and Lin Feng will understand." Tang Yinyao smiled and nodded: "And we really have nothing to do."
"The third brother?" Tang Fenghuo said openly.
"He will be back soon. It's almost time to count." Tang Yinyao smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about him."
"That's good." Tang Fenghuo suddenly turned to look at Ye Qinghan and said: "Lord of Huangquan, I have something to ask you."
"Go ahead, brother." Ye Qinghan turned and smiled.
"Okay, you can call my elder brother to prove that you have my elder brother in your heart." Tang Fenghuo sighed after hearing this, "Are you sure to take action today?"
"Shoot!"
Ye Qinghan didn't hesitate.
"Okay, I get it." Tang Fenghuo sighed after hearing the words: "You should go to the mountain to rest first, I will go first."
Tang Yinyao and Ye Qinghan smiled slightly when they heard this.
Tang Fenghuo immediately turned and left. His figure floated to the top of Mount Tai. Looking at the terrifying sword light, his figure finally walked in. Along the rugged mountain road on the top of Mount Tai, he finally came to the sword light. The source.
A hazy figure sat cross-legged at the source of Jianguang.
The hazy figure is holding a divine sword, his breath is like a god, he is constantly swallowing, and he feels like a sword guarding the eight wastes. At the same time, the nine rounds of the sun emerge on his body, the nine rounds of lunar circumstance, the nine yin and nine yang are intertwined.
Tang Fenghuo looked at this hazy figure with complicated expressions.
"You finally came." The hazy figure said in a flat voice.
"I thought you were still avoiding me." Tang Fenghuo said. He looked for Zhang Shaoze these days, but Zhang Shaoze simply avoided seeing him.
"Why avoid you? I have indeed practiced to a critical moment these days." The hazy figure said lightly.
Tang Fenghuo was ruthless when he heard the words, and then looked at the dim figure and said, "Second, are you still the old second?"
The hazy figure was shocked when he heard the words, and after a long silence, he said, "Does it make any difference?"
"You haven't changed, or that's how you are at all." Tang Fenghuo said suddenly, with a painful look on his face.
"You came to say this?" the hazy figure said lightly.
"The third brother is in retreat. Today, you take advantage of him not to shoot at his woman, and you will inevitably lose your reputation. Xuanyuan sword is an ancient holy sword, and the emperor holds it." Tang Fenghuo said in a cold tone: "Don't you think Is this irony?"