Heavenly Sword Emperor

Chapter 1007
Hua Qingyan is the name of this gorgeously dressed woman who just walked out of the spirit pool just like the young girl.

Born in a famous calligraphy and painting family in Eastern China, a painter.

Calligraphy and painting in the world of comprehension are not so useless.

A powerful monk can condense energy and spirit in his pen, with every stroke, like a silver hook and iron painting, with a majestic momentum.

According to legend, tens of thousands of years ago, there was a warrior who held the handwriting of a saint and burst out with a powerful power not weaker than that of a semi-holy weapon, suppressing and killing countless enemies.

And the painter, since the surname is Hua, naturally deserves the surname.

The whole family is full of calligraphers and painters, who use special methods, such as painting or calligraphy, to create powerful treasures one after another.

Some paintings and calligraphy can only be seen, but they are still pleasing to the eye.

Some paintings and calligraphy are powerful, not weaker than top-grade spiritual weapons.

This is the reason why the calligraphy and painting family exists.

"What? Why don't people tell you?" Hua Qingyan said with a cold smile.

Eight months ago, in the battle for the Lingchi, she Hua Qingyan was defeated by Zhang Qingqing in front of her.

Don't talk about it now, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future.

Moreover, the eldest lady of the Tiandao Zhang family actually brought a man to live in the spirit pool for eight months in the secret realm of Tianfeng Valley?

There is no need for any supplementary explanation, just this line of words is enough to make anyone imagine countless times.

Similarly, the Tiandao Zhang family, which has always valued reputation and now cherishes feathers even more, will inevitably lose face.

Zhang Qingqing will definitely not have a good time!
But at this time, Zhang Qingqing's eyes almost burst into flames.

She's not stupid, she's just straight-headed. If the person in front of her utters a word, it will bring extremely serious consequences!

"Why, stop talking?"

Hua Qingyan's face was full of sarcasm, as if she had grasped something about Zhang Qingqing.

"Zhang Qingqing, Zhang Qingqing, although I have always known that your character is not very good, but I never thought that such an important place in the secret realm of Skywind Valley, you can actually use it to do that kind of thing."

"Oh, as a peer, I really regret it."

Huaqing Yanjiao said with a smile, upon hearing this, Zhang Qingqing also clenched her fists, and the bones rubbed against each other, creaking and creaking.

"You spit out blood!"

Zhang Qingqing roared angrily, upon hearing this, Hua Qingyan's eyes narrowed.

"I spitting blood? Hehe, then I also want to know, if it's not what I said, how can it be like that?"

"The spirit pool is in darkness. As long as you have the heart, you can cover all the external and internal light beams without any problem. Moreover, a man and a woman stay in a small place for eight months. Could it be that they are ascetic monks?"

Hua Qingyan said with a smile, upon hearing this, Zhang Qingqing's face became even more angry.

This guy, inside and outside the words, has been turning this non-existent thing into fact!
At that time, she was really speechless.

"However, you and I are friends after all. If you beg me, I won't say anything. After all, it's normal to have such an urge."

"However, since there is such a strong power of the primordial spirit, the control should be very strong, yes, I understand."

Hua Qingyan smiled and said, upon hearing this, Zhang Qingqing could hardly suppress the real energy in her body.

However, due to the power of the painter, Zhang Qingqing still didn't dare to do it.

Tiandao Zhang's family is a relatively famous name. In terms of status, I don't know how much it surpasses the painter.

— That was 30 years ago.

Since 30 years ago, the strongest member of the Tiandao Zhang family, the sword Wu Zun who was the peak of the eighth level of Wu Zunjing, fell, the status of the Tiandao Zhang family has been declining day by day.

If Hua Qingyan's mouth is allowed to talk nonsense, it will definitely make the Tiandao Zhang family worse.

"Say it, it's just a few words anyway, our Miss Zhang doesn't have a holy artifact in her mouth, does she, she will come out after gritting her teeth?"

"Or is it that Miss Zhang is unwilling to speak? That's right, after all, it is the Heavenly Sword Zhang family who overwhelms the painter."

Hua Qingyan smiled and said, Zhang Qingqing's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

The last sentence.

The meaning of threat is beyond words.

In fact, there is no conflict between the painter and the Tiandao Zhang family. One is a family of calligraphy and painting, and the other is a family of martial arts. There is no relationship between them.

However, between people, there are still some.

For example now.

Whether Zhang Qingqing gets dirty or not, it doesn't do any good to paint Qingyan, but she just wants to do it.

I want to kill this person who has been on my head since I was a child!

"I……"

Zhang Qingqing said, the calligraphy and painting family is equivalent to a weakened version of the refining family, the alchemy family.

Very well connected.

The current Tiandao Zhang family has no one who can take the lead at all. If Hua Qingyan, who is the heir of the painter, speaks up, those who intend to make friends with the painter may not do it.

But in secret, it is not impossible to make some small stumbling blocks to accelerate the decline of the Tiandao Zhang family.

"Just a few words, brewing for so long, what are you thinking?"

Hua Qingyan giggled and made a sound as sharp as a rooster.

"Thinking about the price, let me take care of you."

And at this moment, a faint voice sounded.

Hua Qingyan suddenly had a warning sign in her heart, her face changed drastically, and the true energy of the second level of Wu Zunjing in her body was released crazily!

With a finger as a pen, a picture scroll suddenly appeared in front of him, and with one stroke, the picture scroll burst into black thunder!

"Who!"

Hua Qingyan let out a loud roar, and the black thunder rushed towards the direction where the voice came from before!
However, that figure only waved his hand.

boom!
Snapped!
boom!
Countless dark thunderbolts exploded automatically, turning into sparks all over the sky, crackling in mid-air.

And the picture scroll that released the black thunder, also turned into ashes at this moment!

"who!"

Hua Qingyan looked in disbelief at the picture scroll in her hand that had turned into black powder, turned her head and shouted.

However, it was only a hand that greeted her.

A slap with five fingers spread out.

Snapped!
Like flowing clouds and flowing water, mercury poured down the ground, flowing and natural, it was drawn on Hua Qingyan's face.

There was no hesitation.

Hua Qingyan's figure was instantly blown away by this slap, and blood spurted out of her mouth, staining the luxurious robe on her body red.

At the same time, a red and large lump quickly appeared on that face.

With a slap, fan Feihua Qingyan.

Zhang Qingqing's face was dull, looking at Tianyang who appeared behind Hua Qingyan like a ghost, and shot without hesitation.

In my heart, there was a stormy sea.

This... This is the third level of Wu Zunjing?

It is absolutely impossible for the third level of Wu Zunjing to come quietly behind Hua Qingyan, and it is even more impossible to blow up the top-grade spiritual weapon Mo Lei's scroll with a single slap!

"Are you..."

Zhang Qingqing couldn't believe it.

At this time, Hua Qingyan, who had fallen to the ground, also stood up.

The bones of the whole body seemed to be falling apart, but he still raised his hand and touched his face.

It was big, swollen, and a little hot.

no doubt.

Disfigured.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

(End of this chapter)