Super door-to-door dragon-in-law

Chapter 668
"Wasteland Sword Field!"

Helian Tiecheng shouted loudly, and streaks of colored light suddenly shot out from his body.

It was a multicolored flag the size of a palm.

Loudly!
The flag was inserted directly into the bluestone slabs in the courtyard.

Directly outside the khaki circle of light, surrounded by a group again.

When the flag landed, the light on it flashed, and a circle of khaki ripples appeared.

Immediately, the wind rose wildly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a large banner as high as three feet.

The flag fluttered in the wind, making people dazzled.

Helian Tiecheng yelled loudly, waved his hands, and injected his true energy crazily.

On the flag, the runes flickered, and the sword glows began to condense.

The original khaki halo disappeared, and all the energy was absorbed by the flag.

The halo disappeared, revealing Xiao Lang inside.

Everyone stared at the past.

The timid lady even covered her eyes, unable to bear to witness.

The previous sword light attack might have killed people riddled with holes.

However, when the dust cleared, everyone let out an exclamation in unison.

They looked at the scene in front of them stupidly, and couldn't believe their eyes.

In the magic circle, Xiao Lang not only didn't have the slightest embarrassment.

Not even the hair was messed up.

What's even more exaggerated is that he was actually sitting on a chair.

In front of him was a small table with a teapot on it, which was steaming.

And he was holding the teacup comfortably, his face full of intoxication.

He was being attacked crazily, but he was drinking tea!
This scene is simply weird to the extreme.

Even Nangong Wudi and the others were dumbfounded.

Xiao Lang raised his glass and nodded to everyone around, showing a harmless smile.

"Everyone laughed. I was bored just now, so I made some spirit tea. If anyone is interested, you can come in and drink together."

"This is the spiritual tea from the other world, which is hard to come by."

"Young Master Nangong, do you want to drink?"

He smiled and looked at Nangong Wudi.

Nangong Wudi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

This Nima is too arrogant!

This is simply the greatest contempt for Helian Tiecheng.

Chu Xunfeng's jaw almost dropped in shock.

Brother-in-law is not only fine, but still drinking tea.

This pretense is simply unprecedented.

Xiao Zhong couldn't help showing a smile.

Xiao Lang also said that he was low-key.

This low-key approach is likely to be beaten to death sooner or later.

No matter what, after today, the Xiao family's reputation can be regarded as being known.

Xiao Lang didn't take seriously the [Wasteland Sword Field] in front of him.

Anyway, sooner or later, this thing will be his own.

It's just a third-rank magical weapon, and it's a dream to break through the fifth-rank Lingling Pagoda.

He has made the pagoda transparent, and outsiders can't see it at all.

"I said Helian Tiecheng, are you ready?"

"Your face is flushed, is it constipation?"

"Why don't we have a drink together?"

Helian Tiecheng's forehead was throbbing with veins.

Almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

He is the super genius of the Helian family.

Since he was a child, he has ridden the dust and crushed his peers.

Even his fellow disciples who were older than him were gradually abandoned by him.

Smooth sailing, never suffered setbacks.

But today, for the first time, he got a taste of failure.

The taste of being humiliated.

He attacked so hard, but he actually sipped tea inside?
How the fuck did this happen?
It was worse than slapping him.

His face flushed all of a sudden.

"Xiao Lang, you are too arrogant."

He became angry with embarrassment, and his eyes were red.

"Don't be complacent, this is my Wasteland Sword Domain, once activated, everything inside will be destroyed."

"I'd like to see how you drink your tea."

Xiao Lang laughed loudly: "Helian Tiecheng, everyone is a student of the dragon group, isn't that good?"

"Why don't you remove the magic circle and let's clear up the past?"

Xiao Lang looked sincere.

Xiao Zhong secretly shook his head.

Shameless!

This guy's ability to pretend, I probably won't be able to learn it in my life.

Invisibly revealing his identity as a student of the dragon group.

It also creates a broad-minded image.

Helian Tiecheng's arrow is on the string, how can he stop?
"Xiao Lang, it's too late to beg for mercy now, just die!"

He has been accumulating strength, pouring his true energy into the banner.

At this moment, it's finally done.

On the banner, sword qi evolved from true qi, which was extremely fierce.

In an instant, everything around Xiao Lang began to change.

Not to mention the aura, even the air was evacuated strangely, forming a unique space.

Chi Chi!

The void seemed to be eroded, and it began to show a decaying breath.

Xiao Lang didn't change his expression, he was still sipping tea slowly.

The taste of spiritual tea is indeed a delicacy in the world.

Even Xiao Lang, who doesn't like drinking tea, fell in love with this kind of pretense.

However, the rotten breath permeated three feet away from him, but it seemed to have encountered an invisible obstacle.

The Linglong Pagoda is a self-contained, fifth-rank magic weapon, which requires at least a sixth-rank cultivation to be broken.

Nangong Wudi's eyes were fixed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, he really has a magic weapon for protection."

Although Helian Tiecheng also understood, but at the moment he was already on the verge of riding a tiger, so he could only attack by force.

On the flag, sword energy rained like rain, rushing towards Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang laughed loudly: "What a brilliant firework, the effect is good."

He actually raised Erlang's legs and admired them leisurely.

This scene made the audience grit their teeth one after another.

Helian Tiecheng was so angry that he spurted three mouthfuls of blood.

The blood essence was sprayed out, and the flames on the banner were full of flames, and their power doubled.

Everyone was horrified.

Such a powerful attack, maybe even a 3S powerhouse can't resist it?
"Hehe, classmate Helian, we don't have any deep hatred. It's too radical to directly burn the zhenqi juice."

"Your body is a little weak, don't vomit too much blood, otherwise, it would be a shame if I couldn't catch even one move from me in the college battle."

Xiao Lang stimulated Helian Tiecheng with a leisurely expression.

The realm is high, but the xinxing cultivation base is insufficient.

This is a common problem among disciples of aristocratic families.

Especially in front of Xiao Lang, they were even more unwilling to admit defeat.

Helian Tiecheng became murderous.

True Qi Juice and True Spirit Juice blew themselves up one after another as if they didn't want money.

Whoosh whoosh!
The sword qi shot soaring, bursting three feet in front of Xiao Lang one after another.

It really shines like fireworks.

From a distance, except for his feet, Xiao Lang was almost surrounded by sword energy.

Five walls of sword energy surrounded him.

I don't know how many swords are stabbed in an instant.

Even Nangong Wudi and the others were shocked.

If you go in by yourself, wouldn't you have become a hedgehog?
But Xiao Lang, that bastard, was actually indifferent, and was still blowing his teacup while shaking his head.

Hateful!
He smiled happily while drinking tea.

"Student Helian, enough is enough. You vomit too much blood, and the damage to your true energy and spirit is too great. If you die here, I don't care about my business."

"Why don't you take some tonic pills and come back after a rest?"

Helian Tiecheng gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Lang, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the guts, you step out of the protective shield and take my sword."

By now, Helian Tiecheng also knew that he could not break through Xiao Lang's protective shield.

But every word and deed of Xiao Lang stimulated him to go crazy.

The feeling of being full of anger and having nowhere to vent is really uncomfortable.

This Xiao Lang, why is he so hateful?

(End of this chapter)