Let you go into exile, you can refine the god pill and abuse the scum to dominate Kyushu

Chapter 45 Double Standard
All the men present felt that their lower body was cold and shivered involuntarily.

"Ahhh——" The man was rolling on the ground in pain, how majestic he was before, how embarrassing he is now.

Obviously, Zhao Qing is very strong, not as weak as her appearance.

"You bitch, you're so vicious."

Ning Ziyang saw the people around him being crippled one by one, drew his sword without hesitation, and rushed forward.

The clanging of the spirit sword in his hand was enough to see the anger in his heart.

"I originally wanted to spare your life, but since you are so ignorant, let's leave my life here!"

Heh, that sounds good, just now he shouted that life and death are irrelevant, and he will bear the burden of death, and now he is talking nonsense, really think she will believe it?
Seeing that the spirit sword was coming, he didn't dodge it, and directly faced it, blocking the blow with the whip.

Ning Ziyang's cultivation base is not high, but he is a direct descendant of the Ning family.

The Ning family prepared him a high-grade spirit sword of the yellow rank.

Zhao Qing's whip was refined by himself, but it was only of the fourth rank.

With this lifting, the whip suddenly cracked.

Being able to withstand such a blow is also because Zhao Qing has integrated a defensive formation on the whip.

"You actually carried it?" Many people in the crowd looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What grade is her whip? How can it withstand the Huangpin Lingjian?"

"A fourth-order spirit weapon!"

"This is impossible!"

The crowd was boiling, Zhao Qing glanced at the cracked whip, his expression remained unchanged.

Seeing that the whip was cracked, Ning Ziyang had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, "If you still want to live, kneel down and kowtow to me, wash yourself clean at night, and serve me well for a few nights, I might consider letting you go."

"Why are you nagging? Haven't you heard a word?" Zhao Qing rolled his eyes angrily.

"what?"

"Talking too much will kill you! Especially for an incompetent waste like you."

"You're courting death!" Ning Ziyang was furious, and attacked again.

Zhao Qing still looked calm, but when Ning Ziyang got close, she suddenly drew out a dagger to block Ning Ziyang's attack, the distance between the two drew closer, the other hand clenched a fist, and punched Hit him in the heart.

Ning Ziyang let out a muffled snort, his tall body flew backwards, and fell hard to the ground.

Zhao Qing jumped over, she put away her long sword, clenched her fists with both hands, and beat Ning Ziyang directly.

Raining: "..."

What a familiar picture.

It was the same way when the master beat Junior Sister Yang back then.

"Ahhh—" the woman screamed.

"Don't fight, don't fight." Ning Fengyi hurriedly jumped off the field. "If you continue to fight, you will die."

Damn it, who would have imagined that this woman is so powerful.

Of course, she didn't expect that Ning Ziyang would be such a waste with the spirit sword in his hand.

Although he is a waste, but after all, he is the son of the head of the Ning family, if he is really deposed or killed.

Madam will never let her go.

After all, it was because of her that Ning Ziyang got into trouble with Zhao Qing.

"Forgive and forgive, how can you be so vicious, little girl?" Ning Fengyi rushed forward, originally she wanted to sneak attack Zhao Qing.

At least let Ning Ziyang hit her a few times, so it's okay to go back like this.

Who knew, Zhao Qing was so ruthless that he kicked her in a roundabout and sent her flying.

Fortunately, she was picked up by her admirer.

But this admirer is not a good thing, so he took the opportunity to touch her several times.

"Miss Ning, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Ning Fengyi concealed the disgust in his heart and shook his head.

"Miss Ning, this woman is crazy, you better not get close to her. Otherwise, she will be beaten again."

"But it was my younger brother who was beaten."

Ning Fengyi and Ning Ziyang are not in the same room.

She is a three-bedroom person.

Ning Ziyang is the serious young master of the Ning family. She, Ning Fengyi, can only be called the young lady of the Ning family only if the family has not been separated. Once the family is separated, she will be nothing.

Even now, despite her reputation as a genius, she is quite beautiful outside, but when she returns home, she still has to please her eldest aunt, who is Ning Ziyang's mother.

Fortunately, Ning Ziyang treated her very well, and she did have some talent.

Only those resources of the Ning family can fall on her.

"But--"

The admirer still wanted to persuade him a few words, but seeing her hastily pushed him away, he rushed up again.

Seeing this, the admirer naturally cannot ignore it.

This admirer is named Chen Ming.

It's the Chen family.

Chen Yinyin's cousin of the fryer.

However, the relationship with Chen Yinyin is not good.

To be precise, it should be that the relationship between Chen Yinyin and the entire Chen family is not very good.

Chen Ming has liked Ning Fengyi for a long time.

However, he came to propose marriage several times, but was rejected by Ning Fengyi, focusing on cultivation.

Perhaps the more you can't get it, the more you want it.

The more Ning Fengyi rejects him, the more he wants to marry her, isn't it, it's been almost ten years.

Of course, because of Ning Fengyi's reputation, Chen Ming is not the only one who admires her.

still got more.

She's still watching—

It was not until today that Chen Ming touched Ning Fengyi.

Hey, unfortunately, the time is too short.

Chen Ming took a few steps forward.

Shaking the folding fan in his hand, it instantly turned into a sharp weapon and flew out, directly attacking Zhao Qing.

Seeing a sneak attack, Lai Ning quickly raised his sword to block Zhao Qing.

Although this fan is not as good as Ning Ziyang's spirit sword, it is also a seventh-order spirit weapon.

The long sword in Raining's hand is just a beginner's monk, and he matched it casually.

There is not even a grade, how can I bear it.

Zhao Qing quickly stood up and moved his hands.A small formation was formed out of thin air, trapping the fan in it.

"what happened?"

this fan?

Why did a formation suddenly appear, trapping his fan?
Chen Ming made a formula in his hand, and wanted to break through this formation, but the fan was swinging from side to side, but it still couldn't break through.

Perhaps the collision of spiritual power was too powerful.

There was only a bang, and the fan and formation exploded at the same time.

The formation was broken, but so was the fan.

"A mere cultivator of the fourth level of vitality dares to run wild in our Yuncheng?"

Chen Ming gritted his teeth, drew out the soft sword from his waist, and pointed it at Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing pushed Lai Ning away, twisted his waist, and avoided it.

"Why, you're worried that you won't be able to beat me, so you want people from Yuncheng to beat me together?"

Zhao Qing snorted, "You keep saying that Senior Jing Yuan is bullying the young with the big and has a bad temper, so what are you doing at this moment? Not only bullying the small with the big, but also bullying the young with the big?"

"Why, Ning Fengyi took the initiative to provoke her. She couldn't beat her because she was young, so it was Jing Yuan's fault. If I beat her, you wouldn't be bullying me? I'm younger than her! People from Yuncheng Are they all so double-standard?"

(End of this chapter)