Chapter 89: Too much nonsense is not good

Nangong Ling didn't know what was happening below, but the gale was clear!
Where did the silver-backed Dapeng bird die from a crack in space? It was completely strangled and beheaded by the kid named Qin Yang!
Its strength is inferior to that of the silver-backed Dapeng bird. How can it dare to fight Qin Yang?
"Escape? Can you escape?"
Qin Yang smiled, "Dapeng spreads its wings!"
With a pair of hands, he was in mid-air, his arms directly extended infuriating wings, and he flew out with a swish!
Grandmaster Realm, the magic weapon can fly in the sky.
But Qin Yang copied the ability of the Dapeng Bird, with his own strength, it was enough to do it, and he could fly faster!
"Expand your wings and fly, what should you do to attack?" Qin Yang felt the speed of the wind, and at the same time he felt refreshed, he also wanted to incorporate this trick into the dragon's steps.
"Dapeng's wings are displayed in the form of martial skills, which can be regarded as physical martial skills..."
"The true meaning of martial arts is not to fly with wings, but to urge infuriating energy to arouse the spirit of heaven and earth, like a fish into the sea, swimming freely."
"Since I have implemented the true meaning of martial arts, why should I stick to the line?"
Qin Yang smiled lightly and retracted his arms.
Infuriating wings disappeared, but his speed was faster!
A phantom of the true spirit dragon appeared around Qin Yang, enveloped Qin Yang in, and moved forward.
Flying up and down, like a dragon!
"How come your kid is like this uncle..." Shenlongyu suddenly underestimated.
"Like you? Aren't you just Kuaiyu? Can you still fly?" Qin Yang rolled his eyes and thought, Shenlong Phantom disappeared with his body. Has entered the hunting posture!
Reappearing, it is already dozens of feet away! Then disappeared again.
"Hey, you will know sooner or later..." Shenlongyu's voice weakened.
On the other side, the Gale Eagle flew at full speed without turning his head back. At first Qin Yang chased him and flew over, scared half of its soul. When he saw the phantom of the dragon, the remaining half was also scared.
"Are you still a master-level monster? Look at your promise!" Nangong Ling was extremely angry. He thought that he would be able to play Qin Yang to death by subduing the Gale Eagle with the power of the silver-backed big Peng bird. But this violent wind carving made him lose face!
Kuangfeng Diao came back to his senses and carefully checked behind him, and Qin Yang was nowhere to be seen.
"It's a human being after all." Kuangfeng Diao breathed a sigh of relief. Angrily scolded Nangong Ling, and said, "What do you know? The kid directly beheaded the silver-backed Dapeng bird, how can I fight him?
"You can also control the power of the wind, you attack from a distance! Although I am weak, but after swallowing the pill, I can also use arrow skills to cooperate with you!" Nangong Ling said pale.
"Haha!" The Gale Eagle chuckled dryly, "Silver-backed Dapeng Bird's understanding of the power of wind far exceeds me, it is not an opponent, how can I fight? As for your archery skills... you can now be steady Sitting firmly on my back, I am helping you! Still thinking about archery?"
"You!" Nangong Ling took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Dare to disobey your master's order, believe it or not, just a thought will make you distracted!"
Sure enough, the Gale Eagle froze, slandering in his heart: "At this high altitude, you won't be able to survive if I die, let alone kill me and you will be backlashed."
The Gale Eagle remained silent, but Nangong Ling still refused to give up, "Where are you flying? Even if you fly to Qin's house, it is not in this direction!"
"The secret realm is very big, why go to the Qin's house?" Kuangfengdiao snorted coldly.
Nangong Ling became angry, how could he find a helper to kill Qin Yang without going to Qin's house? What's more, even if you don't kill Qin Yang, it will be easy to kill Jin Wanshan, right?
"I order you, go back! Go back to Qin's house!" Nangong Ling shouted loudly.
Kuangfengdiao was unwilling in his heart, but he could only fly back and forth in circles, praying in his heart not to run into Qin Yang.
"Why? Want to go back? Go back to Qin's house and ask for some teasing...rescue soldiers?" Qin Yang's figure suddenly appeared behind Nangong Ling, stepping on the back of Fengfeng Diao.
Nangong Ling was like an ice cave, stiff and afraid to turn his head.
The Gale Eagle trembled all over and almost fell.
"Fly steady!" Qin Yang shouted angrily.
The Gale Eagle could only stabilize his figure, and his speed also slowed down.
"Qin...Qin Yang? Impossible, how could you catch up?" Nangong Ling's voice trembled. At this moment, he finally felt the distance between death and himself, so close!
"With the three words'impossible', my ears are all cocooned." Qin Yang laughed.
"You...you can't kill me! You don't dare to kill me!" Nangong Ling said hard.
"Oh? Why can't I kill you? Why don't I dare?" Qin Yang looked down at Nangong Ling, sarcastically, "You don't even dare to even look back at me, and you have the face to say such things?"
"I'm from the Nangong family of the Eighth Clan of Shinto!" Nangong Ling shouted.
"Well, I know. I'm still a member of the Qin Family of the Eighth Clan of Shendao!" Qin Yang smacked his lips.
"My grandmother is from the Temple of Heaven!" Nangong Ling shouted again.
"Be quiet, I can hear it!" Qin Yang frowned. Secretly said in his heart: Temple of Heaven? What is the Temple of Heaven?
"Anything else?" Qin Yang said.
"If you kill me, not just the Nangong family, but the Tianshen Temple will not let you go!" Nangong Ling said strugglingly.
Nangong Ling never thought that Qin Yang didn't even know what the Heavenly Temple was. Even if he knew it, how could Qin Yang let him go?
"Is this all your last words?" Qin Yang Jingjing said.
It was as if Yan Luotie had fallen, and the time of death was approaching.
"I have no grievances with you, why do you have to kill me?" Nangong Ling has collapsed.
Qin Yang laughed suddenly, "No injustice and no enmity?"
Qin Yang said angrily: "I just made a bet with you, and you followed the Qinling Mountains. Then the old slave of the Qin family ordered the eighth clans to kill me and tried to kill me again and again. I say no grievances and no enmity?"
"Fly to the duel field!" Qin Yang ordered.
Although it was the beast under Nangong Ling's seat, he did not dare to defy Qin Yang's order at this time.
One after another, a few hours.
The previous battle with the Jade Mantis deliberately avoided Wei Yu's grave.
Qin Yang kicked Nangong Ling directly, pointing to the grave and said: "Now tell me, do you and Wei Yu have grievances?"
Nangong Ling shivered, knelt in front of Wei Yu's grave and repeatedly apologized.
Qin Yang took a deep breath, "I don't want to judge you, I just feel sad for Wei Yu. It was you who killed Wei Yu and let me know that having an enemy like you alive would make me sleepless. "
"No, no, I don't dare to be your enemy anymore!" Nangong Ling swears quickly.
Qin Yang ignored it at all, and pointed to it like a sword, an infuriating divine sword instantly condensed.
Raising the sword in his hand, Nangong Ling's head didn't fly, but a "clang!"
"Which elder of the Qin family are you again?" Qin Yang raised his brows, and a middle-aged man holding a long sword directly blocked his Jianhong sword finger.
The middle-aged man showed a look of surprise, and when he saw Qin Yang's face clearly and learned that this kid was so young, his face was shocked.
"You... are you the one who participated in the examination of the Sky Academy?" The middle-aged man can't straighten his tongue anymore. "My Nima, are the younger generations like this?"
Qin Yang frowned, judging from the tone of these words, this person is not actually from the Qin family?
"Since you are not from the Qin family, then you don't have to die. Get out of the way!" Qin Yang said coldly.
The middle-aged man was surprised and looked at Qin Yang like a monster. He was not angry at Qin Yang's tone, and said with a smile on his face: "You can't kill him."
"Why?" Qin Yang asked.
The middle-aged man spread his hands and said: "No way, as the elder of a small sect, I must give the face of the Cangqiang Academy. I didn't deliberately oppose you. If you were to be killed, I too Will save you."
"What do you mean?" Qin Yang asked again.
The middle-aged man said: "Wu Heitian, the teacher of Cangqiong Academy, called on all Grandmaster-level cultivators to find this secret realm and be sure to rescue all appraisal disciples. I specifically asked...at any cost."
The last one bit the pronunciation at all costs.
"What if you can't save it?" Qin Yang chuckled lightly.
"It's amazing, it's amazing!" The middle-aged man admired again and again, and took out a token from his arms, as if he was touching a beauty, his expression was intoxicated, "If I could be a few dozen years younger...cough!"
The middle-aged man said sternly: "I can't save it, then Senior Wu Hetian must be saved!"
Qin Yang took a deep breath. Too much nonsense is really bad. If Nangong Ling was killed early, where could this be a splinter?