Evil Dragon Emperor

Chapter 41, Overbearing!
Zhang Qing clenched his fists tightly, and did not hide his murderous intent at all: "Lin Changfeng, Lin Changfeng, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you break in! My elder brother didn't kill you last time in Baihualou. The first time you told me to meet you in the Black Wind Mountain Range, it seems that God doesn't want you bastard to continue to live!"

"Want to kill me?" Lin Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You are defeated, do you have that ability?"

The blue veins on Zhang Qing's forehead twitched violently, and he roared angrily, "Lin Changfeng, don't be arrogant! Back then I lost to you only because of carelessness, otherwise you thought you, a rubbish martial arts waste, would be my opponent? Hmph, Let me tell you, after returning from Baihualou last time, under the guidance of my elder brother, my strength has improved a lot! Now I can easily crush you, a rubbish martial arts waste, with one finger!"

"So it's Lin Changfeng, the well-known good-for-nothing young master of the Lin family!" Old Mu's eyes drooped slightly, his old face was filled with disdain, and he said lightly, "Master Zhang Qing, why bother to get angry with such a good-for-nothing? It's simply disrespectful, you don't have to fight him, the old man will directly capture him and hand him over to Young Master Zhang Qing for you to dispose of, just to let you vent your anger."

Without waiting for Zhang Qing to agree, Elder Mu suddenly turned around, looked at Lin Changfeng with a high face, and said softly: "Little beast, hurry up and kneel down to apologize to Young Master Zhang Qing, and then offer the cold light sword with both hands." , cut off your limbs, and then I can forgive you, a lowly thing, for colliding with Young Master Zhang Qing!"

Lin Changfeng was not angry, but just sneered: "Old trash, what do you think you are?"

"You little bastard, how dare you talk to this old man like that? It seems that this old man won't show any tricks. You little bastard doesn't know what it means to be tall!" Mu Lao's wrinkled old face became gloomy, with withered hands and claws. He stuck out his sleeve robe like lightning, and grabbed it in the air!
"Get off the old man!"

The palm of the violent spiritual energy condensed in mid-air, like an eagle's claws, rolling up fierce air currents, and grabbed Lin Changfeng viciously.

"Four-star peak martial artist? You have no right to shout in front of me!"

Lin Changfeng remained motionless, with a light flick of his wrist, a loud sword cry accompanied by a cold light.Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, he swung the sword lightly.

Swish!
The sharp sword light blows like a breeze, it seems ordinary, but it is extremely fast and fierce. When it strikes the big hand of aura, it directly splits it into two, and then collapses into light spots all over the sky, as if in this dense forest. In the middle of a light rain.

In this sword, Lin Changfeng incorporated some artistic conception of the Wind Sword Step, which was fast and fierce, making this ordinary sword not weak in martial arts.

"Yo, don't you see that your kid has a deep understanding of the way of swordsmanship? This sword actually has a taste of the artistic conception of the wind. A martial arts practitioner can make a sword with the flavor of the artistic conception. It seems that you have a bit of talent. You are indeed the son of that old real dragon!" Master Niao sat on Lin Changfeng's shoulder and commented.

Lin Changfeng frowned slightly. It was the first time he had heard of Yijing. After this matter was resolved, it seemed that he had to ask this good-for-nothing bird.Although the good-for-nothing bird is arrogant and narcissistic and loves to brag, it should have more knowledge than itself. After all, the five-color glazed sparrow is a monster comparable to the dragon god.

"Huh? The little bastard has some abilities, but he is not the opponent of the old man! The move just now was just a random blow by the old man. Next, I will show you the real method of the old man! The old man will let you understand. What a stupid thing to be a strong four-star peak martial artist!" There was a trace of surprise in Mu Lao's muddy eyes, but it was only a trace of surprise, and then his face turned frosty, and the powerful spiritual energy in his body surged like a hurricane. Diffuse from the old body.

"Are you considered a strong man? You're just an arrogant old trash!" Lin Changfeng smiled contemptuously.

"Bastard!" There was a tinge of anger on Mu Lao's old face, and he said through gritted teeth: "Later, this old man will not only break your limbs, but also cut off the flesh of you little beast. I want to see if you, a little bastard, are still so arrogant!"

"Mu Lao, wait a moment..." Mu Lao was just about to launch a thunderbolt, when Zhao Qing came out suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Last time, my young master was defeated by Lin Changfeng because of his carelessness. This young master is quite upset. This time he reappeared in front of me recklessly. This young master just avenged his humiliation and tortured him to death with his own hands! Mr. Mu, you better not make a move, leave it to me! You are just a waste , I'm going to kill him like crushing an ant!"

"Okay!" Mu Laoshen nodded and stepped aside.

Zhang Qinglong stepped forward at a tiger's pace, and shouted arrogantly: "Lin Changfeng, quickly roll down and die!"

Like a proud peacock, Zhang Qing walked under the big tree, looked at Lin Changfeng arrogantly, and shouted: "Lin Changfeng, get down and die!"

Accompanied by a violent shout, violent spiritual energy fluctuations permeated from Zhang Qing's body. Obviously, this guy has reached the cultivation level of a one-star martial artist.

In just a few days, with all his strength, he broke through the cultivation level that he hadn't broken through for several years.

"A one-star martial artist..." Lin Changfeng said with a faint smile: "Zhang Qing, if I were you, I wouldn't be so blindly confident, let's ask that old trash to do it, you are not my opponent, only he can do it!" You are qualified to play two tricks with me."

"Fart!" Zhang Qing yelled angrily with his face flushed, "Lin Changfeng, do you really think that this young master is no match for your trash? Hmph, let me show you how far my young master's strength has grown. Lest you, a waste who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, think how powerful you are!"

"Aoki Towering Fist!"

Zhang Qing took a fierce step, a ball of emerald green light condensed on the fist, and punched out, the majestic aura turned into a big green tree and blasted towards Lin Changfeng, raging with violent force, blasting the ancient tree where Lin Changfeng was standing It exploded inch by inch, and sawdust splattered like raindrops.

In order to defeat Lin Changfeng with one move and wash away his shame, Zhang Qing made a move with the Zhang family's secret fourth-grade martial art "Qingmu Towering Fist", which is not weaker than Lin Changfeng's Eight Desolation Fist.It is rumored that after practicing this trick, the cultivator can condense the aura in the body into a big tree and bombard the enemy with the momentum of a mountain collapse. The higher the strength, the bigger the condensed tree. A tree of hundreds of feet, a mountain can be destroyed and collapsed with one blow!

However, Zhang Qing obviously couldn't reach this level. The big tree he condensed was only six or seven feet tall. Even so, he was quite powerful. With this martial art, it would be difficult for ordinary two-star martial arts masters to deal with Zhang Qing.

"Unbelievable!"

Lin Changfeng didn't even bother to move, holding the cold light sword in his hand, the aura condensed on the tip of the sword, the bright cold light condensed, and when the sword was struck, an arm-thin sword energy shot out like a rainbow piercing the sun.

It has to be said that although Lin Changfeng has only practiced in the Black Wind Mountain Range for a few days, his strength has improved significantly, especially in the way of swordsmanship, which can already achieve the concentration of sword energy.

Condensation of sword energy means that a swordsman compresses his spiritual energy and releases it through the sword in his hand. Originally, the power of the compressed spiritual energy has increased a lot, and when released in the form of sword energy, the attack power will be even stronger.Moreover, the smaller the sword qi is condensed, the more compressed the aura is, and the stronger the penetrating power is. Legend has it that the powerful swordsman can condense the sword qi like hair. Although it is slender, its power is extraordinary. A single sweep of the sword is enough to level a mountain!
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