Reborn Holy Emperor Supreme

Chapter 3

Ants, let the horse come here!
If he is so arrogant and unscrupulous, since Ling Feng came out of the mountain, no one has ever been so disrespectful to him.

However, in Ling Feng's eyes, the more arrogant and arrogant Qin Lang is, the stronger the pleasure in his heart when he crushes him.

He likes to crush others when they are superior and arrogant.

What a joke, I am the one-in-a-million body of pure gold, and I have crushed countless arrogance before, how could I easily lose in the hands of a student.

So, Ling Feng stretched out the Xueyu Sword, and a fierce Qi of Gengjin burst out of his body, and his long hair moved with the wind.

Xue Yujian exudes an astonishing aura, and more and more powerful forces are constantly gathering rapidly.

At this moment, Ling Feng seemed to have turned into a sword.

His gaze is a sword, his long hair is a sword, and even a thought can be turned into a sword to attack!

He has a body of pure gold, and his body can be a sword.

Whoosh!
A piercing voice sounded, and Ling Feng, armed with a sword and carrying terrifying power, slashed towards Qin Lang with astonishing momentum!

The powerful aura caused the onlookers to retreat one after another, and their eyes were sore from the sword intent.

"What? He turned out to be a body of pure gold? Could it be that he is Ling Feng, a disciple of Master Zhang in Yandang Mountain?"

Zheng Yiren is not very human, and now he recognizes Ling Feng and knows his origin.

She never thought that Ling Feng would appear in Huahai City!
This is too bad, Ling Feng is a disciple of Zhang Zhenren, if something goes wrong, even if Zhang Zhenren does not leave the mountain, then his three senior brothers and sisters will not let it go.

Zheng Yiren was not worried about Qin Lang, but worried about Ling Feng.

From the fact that Qin Lang shot Ling Feng with ease, she knew that Ling Feng was definitely not Qin Lang's opponent.

Compared with Ling Feng, Qin Lang is more like a crushing gesture!
Ling Feng's powerful aura rushed towards his face, but Qin Lang's expression and gaze remained unchanged.

Qin Lang looked at it lightly, and said with disdain: "Although your strength is strong, in my eyes, you are just a chicken and a dog, like an ant, no, not even an ant!"

As he spoke, he took a book from Zheng Yiren's hands, tore off a page, and folded it leisurely.

Seeing this, Zheng Yiren was speechless.

Ling Feng has already used his ultimate move, and rushed to the front desperately, your uncle, you are still in the mood to origami.

Qin Lang took the paper and folded it in half a few times. After the simple folding, a paper sword appeared in his hand.

The paper sword was only the size of a palm, and looked extremely fragile, even a three-year-old child would easily crush it.

I saw Qin Lang smiling at the paper sword, and said: "Paper sword, go, poke a hole in that sword-playing man."

After finishing speaking, he blew on the paper sword in one breath, and the paper sword fluttered up.

What?Take a paper sword against me?

Deceiving too much!

Seeing this, Ling Feng almost vomited blood angrily, and even his sword intent, which had been at its peak state, was a little loose.

He hastily concentrated, and his sword intent returned to its peak.

However, he suddenly felt a terrifying sword intent coming straight at him!

In front of him, the paper sword was like a divine sword, with a strong sword intent covering its edge.

The paper sword was aimed at Ling Feng's chest without leaning to one side, even though Ling Feng's sword intent was like mountains, seas, and abysses, it was accurate.

"This"

The scene in front of her overturned Zheng Yiren's cognition.

A paper sword folded casually will also face the sword intent of the pure gold body head-on, and it will not lose the wind in the slightest!

At this time, the paper sword easily pierced Ling Feng's sword intent at its peak state.

Snapped!
The paper sword crossed the Snow Language Sword.

The sword body of Xue Yujian was cracked with dense gaps, and then shattered into dross.

That doesn't count!

Ling Feng's body fell to the ground, a blood hole appeared in his chest, and the donated blood quickly soaked the white clothes.

The paper sword directly penetrated his body, and the paper sword made a sharp roar, and then it was deeply inserted into the wall of the teaching building.

"You, you. You are an earth-level powerhouse. No. A heaven-level powerhouse." Ling Feng said fearfully, clutching his wound.

Because, from the paper sword just now, he felt an incomparably powerful force.

In front of that kind of power, he felt his insignificance, like a wooden boat that could sink at any time in a storm.

He had only felt this feeling on two people.

One is his master Zhang Zhenren, and the other is his elder brother.

Zheng Yiren was stunned, her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

Such a frightening blow from Ling Feng was defeated by Qin Lang's paper sword without any effort?
Qin Lang smiled lightly, and said: "The mere body of pure gold is no different from ordinary people in my eyes. Maybe in other places, you will be the protagonist, but in this world, the protagonist will be me, not you!"

The Snow Language Sword was shattered.

Ling Feng was also seriously injured. He struggled to stand up, took out a talisman from his hand, and said: "I will come back, I will become stronger, and I will definitely kill you next time!"

While saying that, pinching the talisman seal, Ling Feng's body disappeared out of thin air.

"Hehe, it's interesting. I didn't expect that there is an escape talisman in this world." Qin Lang said lightly: "However, it is an extremely low-level one."

Zheng Yiren didn't seem to expect Ling Feng to flee suddenly, she said with a sullen expression, "Qin Lang, you tore up my book."

Qin Lang left her a back view, and said: "I asked Teacher Zheng for leave, because I found out that I didn't wash my face in the morning."

"You fooled me with an excuse that you didn't wash your face." Zheng Yiren was a little speechless.

But she didn't realize that before Qin Lang left, he quietly cast a spell, stripping away this part of the memory of the audience just now.

After all, just now was too bizarre and too powerful.

The gate of Huahai University.

Qin Lang walked out leisurely, and a person greeted him quickly.

"Qi Yun has seen the master!" Qi Yun said excitedly, his clothes were torn, and there were even bloodstains, he must have experienced a big battle not long ago.

Qin Lang nodded slightly and said, "The Chen family is gone?"

Qi Yun said: "The Chen family is gone! Qi Yun is able to have today, and to avenge his dead brother, it is all thanks to the master. From now on, Qi Yun is willing to be the master's saddle and back, and he will be ashamed!"

Speaking of excitement, I actually wanted to kneel down directly.

"Get up!" Qin Lang spit out two simple words.

For some reason, upon hearing those two words, Qi Yun couldn't kneel down and stood up directly.

Qin Lang said: "I need a place to live now."

Originally, Qin Lang had a dormitory in Huahai University, but it was very inconvenient for him. He had to practice, after all, the dormitory was too noisy.

Qi Yun thought for a while and said, "Master, if you don't dislike it, you can live in my subordinate's orchard in Xishan."

"Alright, take me to have a look."

The southern suburbs of Xishan.

A [-]-acre orchard is full of vitality. In the orchard, there is a two-story white building.

The building is more than 600 square meters up and down, and the style belongs to the semi-apartment type, some are formal and some are nondescript.

This is exactly where Qi Yun and his brothers live in the orchard.

"The feng shui here is really good, with the momentum of a coiling dragon." Qin Lang stood on the lawn in front of the building, looked around casually, and found that it was a treasured place of feng shui.

(End of this chapter)