Chapter 101: Three Moves to Crush, the Unbelievable Feng Qingling Was Beaten Away (First Update)

Hearing this voice, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a trace of coldness, and he turned to look at Feng Qingling.

Feng Qingling's eyes, with a fiery color, looked at the Fengming Qishan Qin.

The properties of this Qin are very compatible with her, just like it was tailor-made for her.

Not to mention, it is a rare ancient holy weapon.

Qin-type ancient holy weapons are really too rare, and they are not just used to cultivate sentiments.

As a weapon against the enemy, the power is very powerful.

So Feng Qingling was moved and couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, so?" Jun Xiaoyao said with a playful meaning.

"One thousand top-grade divine sources in exchange for your ancient Qin." Feng Qingling said casually.

Some young Tianjiao around took a deep breath.

As expected of the descendant of the ancient royal family, he casually took out a thousand top-grade divine sources.

But many people looked at the Fengming Qishan in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.

Compared with the ancient holy weapon and the ancient Qin, a thousand top-grade divine sources are definitely not too much.

Even, it is a bit shabby.

After all, the value of the ancient holy weapon cannot be measured by the top-grade divine source.

At least, it needs the immortal source to measure.

But even if Feng Qingling is a noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan, she can't take out much immortal source.

Immortal source is a very rare and scarce thing even in the Jun family.

"One thousand top-grade divine sources in exchange for my guqin. If your brain is not working well, find someone to treat it." Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

He has not taken the initiative to cause trouble to Wanhuang Lingshan, and the people of Wanhuang Lingshan dared to pay attention to his guqin.

"Huh? Do you know who I am?" Feng Qingling raised her eyebrows.

"I don't care who you are, and I'm not interested at all. If you want to die, you can continue to jump in front of me." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Hearing this, many young heroes stared with their eyes wide open.

Feng Qingling is a noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan, and her identity and strength are not something that ordinary people can provoke.

Even the heir of the immortal force cannot have this attitude towards Feng Qingling.

"You're looking for death. If you don't accept my toast, you'll be punished!" Feng Qingling's beautiful eyes burst into red flames. She was really angry.

As a noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan, she was admired wherever she went, and no one wanted to offend her.

In her opinion, since she liked the guqin, Jun Xiaoyao should be happy to give it to her.

Feng Qingling made a move directly. With her jade hand, a series of red runes rose into the air, as if condensed into a phoenix wing.

"Could that be... the True Phoenix Great Divine Power?!"

Many heroes around stood up, their eyes showing shock.

The True Phoenix Great Divine Power of Wanhuang Lingshan and the True Dragon Great Divine Power of Zulong Nest are both top martial arts magical powers in the fairyland.

"No, there is the charm of the True Phoenix Great Divine Power in it, but it is not the real True Phoenix Great Divine Power. It should just be an extended free-hand fight." Some Tianjiao with a little vision said with a twinkling eye.

However, even if it was just a free-hand attack, the power of Feng Qingling's attack was extremely strong.

Not to mention, her own cultivation had also reached the Great Perfection of the Return to One Realm.

At this age, Feng Qingling was able to have such a cultivation. She was worthy of the status of a noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan.

"Young Master, be careful..." Qin Xuan and Tianqin both lost their voices.

Seeing Tianqin paying so much attention to Jun Xiaoyao, the third prince's face became more and more gloomy.

"If you provoke the noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan, you will die without knowing how..." The third prince said coldly in his heart.

And just when this thought came to his mind.

The next moment, Jun Xiaoyao made a move.

Without using any moves, he simply blasted out with a palm.

Puff!

Jun Xiaoyao's palm collided with Feng Qingling's moves.

Accompanied by a numbing cracking sound.

Feng Qingling's face suddenly turned pale.

Crack!

Her arm was directly broken by a terrifying force, and her bones were shattered.

She was also knocked back and finally crashed into a stone pillar.

Fortunately, the entire Xianqiong Building was full of defensive arrays, otherwise, this collision alone would be enough to collapse half of the Xianqiong Building.

"How is it possible?" Feng Qingling's red lips were as pale as paper.

The divine flames around her were scattered, revealing her true appearance.

There was a sense of panic on her snow-white and beautiful face.

Don't look at her as a woman, with a graceful figure and slender bones.

But with a trace of phoenix blood, her physical strength is far stronger than some human cultivators who focus on body training.

That's why she was shocked. How could the physical body of the human opposite be so terrifying?

Could it be that he is from the ancient royal family like her?

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao simply blasted out with one palm again.

He didn't need to use any moves to deal with Feng Qingling, he could suppress her with just one hand.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao raise his palm to strike again, Feng Qingling gritted her teeth.

As the pride of the ancient royal family, she could not accept such humiliation.

Feng Qingling's arm was blooming with red clouds, and blood was lingering around her. Her arm bones began to heal rapidly.

"What a strong body!"

"It is said that Feng Qingling was baptized by the Phoenix Blood Pool in Wanhuang Lingshan, and her body is amazing. It seems that it is true."

Feng Qingling's state once again amazed a group of people.

As expected of the heir of the immortal Taoist, all kinds of means and trump cards are far beyond the reach of ordinary geniuses.

"What's the use?" Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferent and expressionless.

"Flying Phoenix Claw!"

Feng Qingling changed her palm into a claw, and a phoenix claw wrapped in red clouds emerged, tearing the air and making a hissing sound.

With this claw, an ordinary Tianjiao in the Guiyi realm would be torn to pieces in an instant.

Jun Xiaoyao clenched his fist and directly blasted the flying phoenix claw. Feng Qingling was blown away again and coughed up blood.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed coldness. There was a faint divine light and fairy clouds wrapped around his right arm.

He urged the power of a Daluo fairy bone.

In an instant, Feng Qingling had small bumps all over her body, and an extreme sense of danger rose from her heart.

Jun Xiaoyao was merciless, and his fist was shocking.

Feng Qingling made a move with one hand and hurriedly sacrificed a protective magic weapon, which was a red-gold shield that looked like a phoenix wing folded.

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud bang, it was like the collision of divine iron.

The shield of a high grade was actually directly blasted into pieces.

Feng Qingling was so frightened that her soul flew away. Her phoenix wings vibrated, and she flew into the chariot and fled.

She didn't even have time to say a harsh word.

...

Dead silence.

All the geniuses on the top floor of the Xianqiong Building were as if petrified, and their bodies were stiff.

Feng Qingling, the famous noble lady of Wanhuang Lingshan, was beaten away in three moves.

If this news spread, it would cause a big shock.

The Lyra girl looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a brilliant look.

Qin Xuan's mouth was also round, obviously she didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to be so strong.

The young master of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce changed his face from suspicion and fear at the beginning to solemnity now.

As the young master of the Chamber of Commerce, he was smooth and shrewd, and knew that such a person must not be provoked at all.

But the third prince was different.

He was born high and mighty, and in Panwu Dynasty he was a person who could call the wind and rain.

And now, the appearance of Jun Xiaoyao undoubtedly made him feel a sense of crisis.

Looking at the attitude of the Lyra girl towards Jun Xiaoyao, the third prince was even more unhappy.

"Sir, you haven't responded to the little request of the Lyra girl before?" The Lyra girl said faintly.

What she meant was naturally talking about love with Jun Xiaoyao all night, no, it was about playing the piano.

There was a hint of coquettishness in those words.