Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

"Jiuxiao Pavilion? How is it compared to Yuntianmen?" Wan Dong asked again.

Lai Wanli said, "Compared to Yuntianmen, Jiuxiao Pavilion is still worse."

Wan Dong nodded lightly, and at this moment, a pure white slender figure came floating through the rain of flowers.From the looks of it, he is handsome, unrestrained and refined, worthy of being a hero among the younger generation of Shengtian Continent.

Just looking at Hua Qingkong, Wan Dong's complexion darkened a little bit.Because of the supercilious look on Hua Qingkong's face, he couldn't help but think of Li Baiyi.

Back then, Li Baiyi seemed to have the same appearance, aloof, as if no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it was just his foil.

Wan Dong shook his head, drove Li Baiyi out of his mind, and then looked at Hua Qingkong squarely.It seems that she is only in her twenties, but her cultivation is already at the middle level of perfection, which is even higher than that of Hu Xueqing.No wonder Lai Wanli would say that he is the number one expert among the younger generation of Jiuxiao Pavilion. With such a cultivation level, he should be counted among the best in the entire Shengtian Continent. At least Hu Beishan's cultivation level may not be much higher than him .

Hua Qingkong came through the sky, but before he landed, the four Jiuxiao Pavilion disciples dressed in uniform blue clothes pulled up a piece of snow-white silk cloth together, and came under him first, just in time to catch Hua Qingkong firmly.Hua Qingkong just stood on this snow-white silk cloth, her feet were not stained with dust.

"What a show!" Wan Dong snorted softly in his heart, but his face was indifferent, as if he hadn't seen it.

"It smells so heavy!" Hua Qingkong frowned slightly, showing a trace of disgust on his face.

As soon as Hua Qingkong finished speaking, the four Jiuxiao Pavilion disciples roared in unison, and each punched. The force of the four punches forcefully set off a tornado, sweeping away the area within a radius of five zhang.

Some casual cultivators who were caught off guard were immediately splashed with wine and vegetable water all over their bodies, and looked very embarrassed, but each of them dared not speak out, at most they stared at Hua Qingkong fiercely, and they had to Secretly, not daring to be discovered by it.

"Bold!" Ma Yunliang shouted loudly, his face full of anger.

Hua Qingkong just glanced at him, then looked away, as if even looking at Ma Yunliang one more time would stain his eyes.

"You are the city lord of Shenlei City?" Hua Qingkong ignored Ma Yunliang, and directly set his eyes on Wan Dong.

Wan Dong smiled coldly, and said, "Exactly! You are Hua Qingkong from Jiuxiao Pavilion, it really is a great show!"

Hua Qingkong also sneered, and then asked, "You sent yesterday's notice? You are so arrogant, who do you think I am, and did you come and go when you called him?"

"Hua Qingkong, don't feel too good about yourself. I didn't invite you here, you came to my God Thunder City with your face."

"You..." Hua Qingkong was furious.

Wan Dong didn't give Hua Qingkong a chance to speak at all, and said coldly, "My god Leicheng is not any other place, there are rules, just like you were so rude just now, if you disturb my guests, I will have them." Reasons to deal with you!"

"Dispose of me? Hahaha... Alright! I'm here, you're here!" Hua Qingkong laughed wildly, with a flamboyant expression, as if she didn't take Wan Dong seriously.

"Don't worry, when it's time to be tough, I will never show mercy! General Ma, take them down!" Wan Donghuo stood up with a cold expression on his face.

Ma Yunliang held his breath a long time ago, eager to make a move, before Wan Dong's words fell, Ma Yunliang led his troops to rush forward.But Hua Qingkong was even faster than him, his figure suddenly swept up, as fast as a snow-white lightning, and he arrived in front of Wan Dong in the blink of an eye.

"How can you allow you to be wild in front of me, my son, anyway, I will teach you a lesson first!" Said it was a lesson, but Hua Qingkong's shot was merciless, with such strength, even if he didn't have the ability to kill Wan Dong Xin, at least intends to abolish Wan Dong.

"Hahaha...you, Hua Qingkong, are the first one who dares to speak out against me!" Wan Dong laughed wildly, dressed in a long robe, swaying without wind, and an invisible power was condensed in an instant, letting Hua Qingkong quickly It was too late to react.

When he found out, Hua Qingkong only felt that his whole body seemed to have fallen into a quagmire. The previous agility and casualness disappeared in an instant. very difficult.

"How could this happen?" Hua Qingkong never dreamed that such a situation would happen. Ever since his cultivation base was promoted to the middle level of consummation, he had never met an opponent of Wan Dong's level. His heart almost burst from his throat. Eyes popped out.

Even if Hua Qingkong was an idiot, she knew that Wan Dong was not easy to mess with. With a cry of alarm, she hurriedly restrained her attack, concentrated all her strength, and retreated.To his great relief, Wan Dong did not pursue him.

"Who are you?" Hua Qingkong turned over and fell back onto the white cloth. Although his figure was still handsome, Lai Wanli and the others all saw a trace of unconcealable panic in his eyes.

Wan Dong has already experienced the madness and fierceness of Yuntianmen. Today, when the meeting was held, Tiesha from Absolute Sword Sect came to make trouble first. A large spectrum, Wan Dong was puzzled, what did the sect disciples of the Ascension Continent eat to grow up, how come none of them are normal?

"Hmph! What do you mean by standing on a piece of rag? Could it be that you think the ground in Thunder City, my god, is dirty?" Wan Dong ignored Hua Qingkong's question, but stared at him and asked sharply.

"You bastard, why are you talking to our young master?" Before Hua Qingkong could answer, the four disciples of the Jiuxiao Pavilion below him roared in unison, as if they had been arranged beforehand, and the momentum was very loud.

"Looking for death!" Wan Dong was displeased at first, but when he heard it again, he became even more furious.

The dazzling golden light shoots up into the sky, stronger than the sunlight passing through the thick dark clouds. The flower Qingkong, which is high above the white cloth, feels bad at first sight. , his hands danced wildly, and thousands of palm shadows were split out in a series, and they greeted the golden light.

But just relying on Hua Qingkong's middle-level Taoism, how can Wan Dong's realm that can instantly kill Dzogchen compete?Jin Guang went forward without hesitation, and shattered all the palm shadows released by Hua Qingkong like destructive force, without the slightest pause in the middle.

The four Nine Heavens Pavilion disciples under Hua Qingkong also saw that something was wrong, and all of them waved their palms again and again as their expressions changed in astonishment, wanting to join forces with Hua Qingkong to resist Wan Dong's offensive.

The idea was good, but they underestimated Wan Dong, and overestimated themselves. The palm strength of the four soon merged with Hua Qingkong's palm shadow, but so what?For the doomed ending, no amount of people can change it.

"Get off me!" Wan Dong sternly shouted, the golden light suddenly accelerated, and with a whoosh, it arrived in front of Hua Qingkong, Hua Qingkong subconsciously stretched out her palms, and amidst a muffled sound, Hua Qingkong's figure flew upside down After going out, the white cloth under his feet was instantly torn apart.The strong energy pervaded vertically and horizontally, throwing the four Jiuxiao Pavilion disciples like torn sacks more than ten feet away.

It seems that Hua Qingkong really has cleanliness, and it is very serious.Even though he was terrified by Wan Dong's strength, he still managed to find his balance in the air, and with a sudden jump, he flew high into the sky.

Wan Dong sneered, his shoulders swayed abruptly, and the invisible vigor, like waves, permeated layer upon layer, Hua Qingkong's figure had just jumped up a foot, and was wrapped in this vigor.

As if being slapped in the face by someone, Hua Qingkong let out a muffled snort, and his figure directly fell from the sky.Amidst bursts of exclamations, Hua Qingkong fell heavily on the dust, but unfortunately, that snow-white robe was stained with dust in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Hua Qingkong landed on the ground, it was as if he had been electrocuted, and he was about to jump up immediately, but it seemed that there was an invisible giant hand on top of his head, and before he jumped up, he was slapped heavily. back to the ground.

After trying several times in succession, all of them had the same result. Hua Qingkong finally had no choice but to give up, looking at Wan Dong with both fear and resentment at the same time.

"Don't always think that you are superior to others. In fact, you are nothing special at all. If this person is not down-to-earth, he is a rootless duckweed. !"

Wan Dong's words are not only a lesson for Hua Qingkong, but also an on-demand broadcast for him. The key is to see how Hua Qingkong understands it.But looking at Hua Qingkong's resentful and extreme expression, I'm afraid he didn't regard this as an on-demand broadcast.

"No matter who you are, no matter how high your cultivation level is, today's shame will be reported by me tomorrow!" Hua Qingkong stared at Wan Dong and gnashed his teeth.

Wan Dong frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said with cold eyes: "Listen to you, are you forcing me to kill you?"

"Ah? You..." As soon as Wan Dong said this, Hua Qingkong was startled immediately, and took a step back involuntarily.

This is another bad habit of sect disciples, they are afraid of losing face if they can't beat others, so they always like to throw a few harsh words.This is relying on their sect power, thinking that others would not dare to really kill them, but if they meet a master like Wan Dong, this is clearly the rhythm of death.

Hua Qingkong's frightened expression made the casual cultivators beside him couldn't help but sneer.

In this world, no matter what happens, there are pros and cons.These sect disciples are sheltered and don't worry about resources. They can get twice the result with half the effort when they cultivate, but they are like flowers in a greenhouse. They are indeed delicate and beautiful, but they can't stand the wind and rain.In contrast, those casual cultivators are not only stronger than 01:30.If Wan Dong had to choose his comrades-in-arms, he would rather choose those casual practitioners!