Super Great Fortune Teller

It has to be said that this time Wang Qian's hand made Ding Haichao, who has always been arrogant, unable to resist the fear of Wang Qian's fighting power.

"Wang Qian! We'll see! " After Ding Haichao put down this sentence, he turned around and wanted to go.

However, Wang Qian said coldly: "how? After beating my woman and mocking my friend, do you want to go

Ding Haichao didn't explain it, but ran wildly in the same place.

Wang Qian gave a cold hum, then stamped his foot.

Bang! It's a big noise.

In front of Ding Haichao, a geomantic wall suddenly appeared.

Ding Haichao bumped into the transparent air wall, and the whole person was dazed, while Bai Yu stood in the same place and did not dare to move.

Wang Qian walked slowly behind Ding Haichao.

His pace seems slow, but Ding Haichao has no way to avoid it.

Wang Qian grabs Ding Haichao's collar. Ding Haichao stirs up his whole body and punches him in the face.

This is the full blow of his five character cultivator.

However, Wang Qian just glanced at Ding Haichao with his eyes, and a terrible pressure appeared from Wang Qian. The momentum of the sixth grade cultivator rolled out, which greatly reduced the power of Ding Haichao's fist.

Wang Qian grabbed Ding Haichao's fist, and then squeezed it.

Click! It's a big noise.

The bone on Ding Haichao's fist broke, and then Wang Qian grabbed Ding Haichao's collar.

Pop!

He slapped Ding Haichao in the face.

Hiss

All the Southern Feng Shui Masters felt the cruelty of the slap, and even some people closed their eyes. They couldn't imagine how painful it would be if they slapped it on their face.

After being slapped by Wang Qian, Ding Haichao was even more dizzy.

When he realized what had happened, Ding Haichao glared at Wang Qian: "dare you hit me? You know that we are qingyunguan... "

Pop!

Another slap.

"We Qingyun temple..."

Bang!!

"We Qingyun..."

Bang!!

A few slaps in a row turned Ding Haichao into a pig. Wang Qian's eyes also burst out murderous: "Ding Haichao, I'll let you know one thing now. Those slaps just now are just appetizers. They are to let you remember the gift from my southern geomancy master. Next..."

Wang Qian has already taken out his own Zhong Kui sword, which exudes a fierce evil spirit, and put it on Ding Haichao's neck.

Ding Haichao's face was as pale as paper.

He originally thought that the strength between himself and Wang Qian was Bo Zhongqian. If he wanted to run, Wang Qian had no way to stop him, but he didn't think that there was such a big gap between himself and Wang Qian.

Under Wang Qian's all-out efforts, he didn't even have the chance to resist.

The proud look on Ding Haichao's face was gone. The disciples of qingyunguan and the young master of the Ding family seemed to be nothing in Wang Qian's eyes.

Wang Qian grabs Ding Haichao's collar and drags him to Ji Xiangchuan like a dead dog.

"The man in Xiangchuan gives his hand to you, and then his life will be at your disposal. You can say whether you want him to have one hand and one foot or his life." When Wang Qian said this, it was very natural.

after Ji Xiangchuan heard Wang Qian's words, he shook his head and said, "forget it, forget it."

When Wang Qian heard Ji Xiangchuan's words, he had a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Ji Xiangchuan nodded and said, "that's right, forget it."

Wang Qian didn't understand when Ji Xiangchuan began to soften his heart, but Ding Haichao said to Wang Qian, "Master Wang, you see, miss Xiangchuan is all right. You can let me go as a fart."

When there was Qingyun order, he felt that he was no different from Wang Qian. He was the son of heaven. Even he was much stronger than Wang Qian.

However, when he really faced the fear of death, Ding Haichao did not care to show that kind of stinky face.

Ji Xiangchuan continued: "Xiaoya and Lin Yao can't get through on the phone. I don't know if this matter has anything to do with this boy. We might as well ask him. If he knows, or can provide clues, we can spare his life. After all, this is a kind of waste utilization."

When Wang Qian heard Ji Xiangchuan's words, he got rid of the tyranny.

The fire poison of the sun is still rampant on him, but this unprecedented power makes Wang Qian prone to tyranny.

Until this time, Wang Qian also remembered that taiyimen and others kidnapped Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya.

"It has nothing to do with me!" Hearing Ji Xiangchuan's words, nading Haichao said quickly.

Then Wang Qian looked at Bai Yu.

Jingle! It's a big noise.

Bai Yu threw his long gun to the ground and quickly bowed to Wang Qian, saying, "Master Wang, this has nothing to do with me."Wang Qian looked at the direction of taiyimen and Xiang Fei at Wang Qian's tyrannical eyes. A cold sweat as big as a bean left on his face. He rolled up from where he was and wanted to run away.

Seeing Xiang Fei's escape, Wang Qian's eyes were filled with tyranny again.

It was at noon when the sun was shining high that the fire and poison of the sun seemed to erode Wang Qian's sense. In addition to the fact that Xu Xiaoya and Lin Yao were missing and kidnapped, Wang Qian's eyes had turned red.

He put out a hand to fly in the direction, fingers together, gently grasp.

Hum

There was a kind of riot in the air. Xiang Fei was running. He felt a violent suction coming from behind him. His whole body was out of his control and flew backwards towards Wang Qian.

When Xiang Fei feels that his neck is caught, he is shocked to find that he doesn't know how to do it. He even comes to Wang Qian's side.

In front of him is Ding Haichao, who has been frightened by Wang Qian.

Seeing Wang Qian's method, all the feng shui masters present were shocked and speechless.

Zhang Henian screamed at the same time. He didn't expect that Wang Qian's control of aura had reached such a abnormal level.

"This Is this the way of the immortal? " All the feng shui masters were scared by Wang Qian's hand.

"Master Wang..."

Those northern feng shui masters who just offended the Southern Feng Shui masters all stepped back and looked at Wang Qian in horror.

Everything today is beyond their understanding.

Xiang Fei feels that a pair of iron tongs have grasped his neck. He wants to turn back, but he can't do it. Wang Qian grabs Xiang Fei's neck, and his whole body is full of tyranny, which makes Xiang Fei feel like he is in hell.

In the past, Wang Qian's skin might turn red when he was attacked by Yang fire or burning with anger. However, once he reached the sixth grade of cultivation, once he fell into a rage, there was no abnormality on his body, only his eyes exuded a frightening red light.

At this time, Xiang Fei heard a voice without any emotion and temperature behind him: "do you know the whereabouts of Xu Xiaoya and Lin Yao?"