Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 133 Witch Iron Hidden Arrow (1)
These are the most elite disciples of the Holy Church, and there is no room for any mistakes.

Ling Wushuang smiled and said nothing, and then screamed a few times, and then there was no sound. Lei Sheng froze, turned his eyes slowly, and took a step back almost invisible. The disciples of the temple had already turned into nothingness In a blink of an eye, it was completely burned.

"Ling Wushuang, I want you to pay for your life!" Biting out every single word, Lei Sheng's forehead was bulging with veins, and his entire face was so gloomy that water could be squeezed out.

Ling Wushuang chuckled, and clasped his hands together, thousands of miles of vines, sojourning and enchanting!
Lei Sheng trembled all over, a few emerald green vines, as firm as steel and iron, climbed up his body, like little green snakes with life, tightened desperately, for a while, Lei Sheng couldn't move a cent.

"What kind of power is this!" Lei Sheng was horrified.

"Flying Fire Meteor!"

Before he could react, the fire above his head, like a scorching sun, rushed towards him!

Lei Sheng has almost reached the high-level saint, but Ling Wushuang is just a newcomer to the holy rank, and his spiritual sense cannot lock him in. However, the real life body of Qianli Qianteng summoned by her can do it.

The development and refinement of Qianli Qiandeng's power is one of her biggest gains in this period of time!

"boom--"

The flame wrapped in emerald green slammed onto Lei Sheng's immobile body.

"what--"

After a shrill scream, Lei Sheng was directly blasted several tens of feet away, and in an instant, half of his body was turned into black charcoal!
Lei Sheng was terrified, but his reaction was extremely fast. He, a sixth-rank intermediate saint, was not Ling Wushuang's opponent.

Shocked, Lei Sheng followed the force of Ling Wushuang's blast and fled away with half of his scorched body!
Facing the capital in the east, many people raised their eyes to look at the fast-moving flames in the night sky, and wondered, whose house is setting off fireworks?

"what happened?"

The battle here quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the Ling family, but when a few Ling family disciples arrived here, Ling Wushuang had long since disappeared, leaving a few smears of ashes on the spot, which made people imagine.

The old man was discussing something with Ling Moqiu in the study, when Ling Wushuang broke in, walked to the teahouse, poured a few mouthfuls of sweet tea with his head covered, lifted his skirt, sat down on his own, and looked at the two bewildered Is there something wrong with the person who stared blankly at her?

The old man was startled, and when he saw Ling Wushuang, his face flushed instantly.

"This little bastard, I finally know I'm back." Mr. Ling looked up and down carefully at his precious granddaughter, feeling that her aura was extraordinary, and she must have improved. The old man narrowed his eyes and said uncertainly, "Wushuang, have you made a breakthrough?"

Ling Wushuang smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"Ninth-rank peak Tianxuan?" Ling Moqiu was very excited. Wushuang was an eighth-rank Tianxuan a month ago. Unexpectedly, he broke through ninth-rank in just one month. This speed is simply shocking.

Ling Wushuang touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, and said the word that made Ling Moqiu puzzled, "No."

"No?" Ling Moqiu was taken aback, wasn't he?Didn't Wushuang say that he has made a breakthrough? Hasn't he broken through the ninth grade Tianxuan?Thinking of this, Ling Moqiu patted Ling Wushuang's shoulder with a smile, and comforted him: "Don't be impatient, it's good to have a breakthrough."

Ling Wushuang gave a low cough, as if he was thinking about something.

Mr. Ling's gaze was much sharper. After a while, his old eyes stared, his hands trembled a few times, and he pointed at Ling Wushuang hesitantly, "Wushuang, you can't be..."

Ling Wushuang chuckled twice, and the light green mysterious energy overflowed from his whole body, and the pressure all over his body was released accordingly.

"First rank saint!" They all said in unison, but Ling Moqiu's voice clearly overwhelmed the old man, who was sitting on the big chair, jumped up immediately as if his butt was being burned.

The expression on Ling Moqiu's face was extremely rich, and Ling Wushuang made him laugh and glared at her. He just wanted to comfort her and let Wushuang take his time, don't worry, but he didn't want to, this little girl It's too scary to jump up the holy steps in one fell swoop.

"Okay, okay." The happiest person was Mr. Ling, but, as he spoke, his tone slowly sank, and the final sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Ling Qingtian stared at Ling Wushuang, his eyes full of vicissitudes were a little absent-minded, and his expression suddenly became a little dazed, and some tears flashed in his old eyes.

Sensing the change in the old man's mood, Ling Wushuang's eyes darkened slightly, her red lips were lightly pursed, and she sat quietly beside him.

Ling Moqiu sighed invisibly, and then interrupted with a smile: "Wu Shuang, one month later, it will be the family's qualifying competition. It is good and bad for you to break through the holy rank at this time."

Back then, the third brother also broke through to the holy rank by chance before the family qualifying match.

Among the younger generation, the third elder brother, who is a strong man of the holy rank, is completely a top existence, and it has laid an indispensable foundation for the Ling family to seize the position of the number one mystic family. However, it is also because of this that he has become The target of public criticism.

The old man's emotions fluctuated like this, and he was afraid that he was thinking of the third brother who ended up with no bones left.

The veins in Ling Moqiu's sleeves bulged, and he gritted his teeth secretly, blaming him for being useless, if it wasn't for saving him and his eldest brother, how could third brother be ambushed by that group of people, and his life and death are still unknown!
"Family qualifying match?" Ling Wushuang understood, and also smiled. The old man and the fourth uncle are discussing, maybe this is the matter.

Ling Moqiu nodded, "The qualifying competition of the four major families in the east is held every 12 years, and this year, it will be another round."

If Wushuang breaks through the holy rank at this time, I am afraid that it will cause panic in the other three major families, and he will inevitably be targeted by those who want to. However, even if he fights his life, he will never allow Wushuang to make any mistakes.

After a while, Mr. Ling calmed down his emotions, and then said: "Wu Shuang, don't let the outside world mention the matter of your breakthrough to the holy rank."

Ling Wushuang nodded in agreement, but Lei Sheng ran away just now, and I am afraid that this matter will not be kept secret for long.

"That's right." Ling Wushuang suddenly remembered something, and with a wave of her hand, she shook off her wide long sleeves, and two pitch-black bows and crossbows appeared in her hands, and she lifted them up in front of the two of them.

The design is extremely exquisite, but it is different from the Thousand Machine Crossbow she has used. It is more exquisite, about four or five inches long, and the whole body is pitch black, in the shape of an arc. You can tell by looking at it, it must be extraordinary.

"What is this?" Ling Moqiu had seen the Thousand Machine Crossbow that Ling Wushuang used during the banquet in the palace. Its power shocked everyone. Naturally, he would not underestimate something similar to it that Ling Wushuang brought out.

(End of this chapter)