After Fifty Years Of Fishing In Forbidden Areas, The Saint Begged Me To Come Out.

[What was missing last night has been made up in the original chapter. 】

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Qing Feiyang clenched his fists and stared at Lan Yao warily.

This time they entered the secret realm of Shura, and the young lady’s task was to follow the map to find relics and inheritance.

And his mission is to protect the young lady.

For him, the lady's safety comes first.

Therefore, he must protect the young lady and not let her get any harm!

"Third Miss, I will stop Lan Yao and the others in a quarter of an hour. You go first."

"In the secret realm of Shura, without absolute realm suppression, they may not be able to keep me."

Qing Feiyang thought for a while and said, his tone and eyes became firm, and he had the momentum to fight to the death.

"A quarter of an hour, it's still early, please calm down and wait for my order."

Qingyingying replied.

A jade slip appeared in her hand behind her back, and her spiritual power poured into it, trying to connect with Qiu Wuji.

According to what Qiu Wuji said before, this jade slip can be used to transmit sounds within a certain range.

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Qiu Wuji, who was flying across the horizon, came to a mountain top.

He carried Gong Shanshan and stood on the treetops, taking a brief rest.

Qiu Wuji looked around, his eyes falling on the valley not far ahead.

There is Qing Yingying's position.

"Um?"

Qiu Wuji took out the jade slip, and the jade slip flashed rapidly.

He poured his spiritual power into it, and a green voice sounded in his ears.

"Mr. Qiu, Mr. Qiu, can you hear me?"

"Miss Qing, I can hear you. Why are you so anxious?" Qiu Wuji asked.

"Something happened, people from Sixiang Palace are here!"

"Four Phases Palace?"

"Isn't Sixiang Palace your eldest brother? There's no need to take action against you. They still expect your Qing family to refine spiritual weapons for them?" Qiu Wuji replied.

"You're not here for me, I'm here for you, Lan Yao, a member of the Sixiang Palace Tiangong and the young patriarch of the Tengu Clan!" Qing Yingying replied.

"A person from Heavenly Palace, young patriarch?"

"interesting."

Qiu Wuji immediately understood what was going on.

When I participated in recruitment before, I had some friction with the commander of Sixiang Palace Tiangong.

I'm afraid I came here today to cause trouble.

"Mr. Qiu, why don't you find a place to hide now, and I'll find a way to send Lan Yao away, and then I'll find you again." Qing Yingying sent a message.

What followed was a cold laughter.

Obviously it is Lan Yao, the young master of the Tengu clan mentioned by Qing Yingying!

"Miss Qing, half the time has passed!"

"If you don't reveal Qiu Wuji's whereabouts, don't blame me for being rude. I'm different from others. Although I have a lot of tolerance for beautiful women, there is a limit."

"If you make me impatient, don't blame me for destroying the flowers."

"Speaking of which, I have seen countless women, but I have never tasted the taste of a human beauty like you?"

"The two seniors behind me also want to experience it."

When Qiu Wuji heard Lan Yao's voice, his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly and his face darkened.

"The people from Tiangong, right? It seems they can't help but show their fangs."

"Don't act rashly, I'll be here right away."

"If the young patriarch of the Heavenly Palace dares to come to me today, then there will be no return for him!"

Qiu Wuji replied calmly, then put the jade slip away and ejected directly on the spot, flying towards the valley ahead.

"Fuck!"

"Protruding!"

Gong Shanshan had not rested for two minutes when she was suddenly carried away by Qiu Wuji, causing her to get upset.

"Junior brother, what are you doing? It's too fast!"

"Sister, I can't stand it anymore!"

Gong Shanshan gritted her teeth and said. She was facing the wind, her expression and hair were messy.

"Master Qiu!"

"Master Qiu!"

Qing Yingying shouted several times in succession, but when Qiu Wuji didn't answer, she knew that he was already coming here.

"Feiyang, get ready, when the time comes, we will fight Lan Yaoyu to the death!"

"Then Qiu Wuji is coming?!" Qing Feiyang asked.

"Yes, it should be here soon."

"Okay, now that things have happened, I can only believe in Qiu Wuji. I hope that his strength is really as powerful as the rumors say!"

Qing Feiyang clenched his fists and began to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, entering a state of alert.

"It's almost time."

"Miss Qing, have you thought about it?"

"I only remind you one last time, this is Shura Secret Realm, not Canglan City!"

"I don't have any scruples here."

Lan Yao smiled, his tone cold and threatening.

Upon hearing this, Qing Yingying closed her eyes and took a long breath, then opened them again.

At this time, there was a firm look in her eyes.

"Young Master Lan, I really don't know where Qiu Wuji has gone. Just do it!" Qing Yingying replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

"Hahaha, okay, you have the guts, I'm quite interested in you now!"

"In this secret realm, everyone's strength is suppressed. I hope you can let me have a lot of fun!" Lan Yao laughed, and his smile was a little crazy and a little ferocious.

"Young patriarch, the girl of the Qing family will be left to you, and Qing Feiyang will be left to the two of us." said the middle-aged man behind Lan Yao.

"Mr. Tian, ​​Mr. Li, these two losers, I won't bother you two to take action. I can handle them by myself."

Lan Yao said with a very confident tone.

He jumped up and floated in the air with a lofty expression.

He didn't look at Qing Yingying at all.

Although Qing Yingying is the third young lady of the Qing family and the successor to the future head of the family, she does not have enough time to practice, and her martial arts talent is not particularly outstanding.

Qing Yingying is not even at the peak of Nine Revolutions Nirvana, she can defeat her with just one move.

He just needs to defeat Qing Feiyang.

"Qing Feiyang, compared to last time, your level seems to have improved."

"I don't know if you can let me have fun this time."

"There are rules and restrictions here. You and I are both at the pinnacle of Nine Revolutions of Nirvana. I hope you won't let me down."

Lan Yao smiled lightly.

"Lanyao, don't be too arrogant. I admit that you are strong, but now I am not what I used to be. In this secret realm, you may not be my opponent!"

Qing Feiyang said coldly.

He opened his arms suddenly, and a violent aura spread out.

Fluctuations of cyan wind-attributed spiritual power surged around him.

Lan Yao looked at Qing Feiyang and shook his head mockingly.

"After such a long time, I thought you could make some progress. Now it seems that I think highly of you. You are too weak. The last time you faced me, you still had a chance of victory."

"Now you face me, you will definitely lose!"

Lan Yao said word for word.

"Shameless talk!"

Qing Feiyang snorted coldly and rushed out with a single lunge. The force under his feet was so fierce that he stepped down on the ground an inch and made a muffled sound.

"Take the move!"

Qing Feiyang's body turned into a stream of cyan light, jumping and flashing in the air, and his figure was extremely ghostly.

In just a few blinks, he arrived in front of Lan Yao.

Bang~!

Qing Feiyang's palm uses powerful spiritual power.

The light green wind-attributed spiritual power whipped up the wind and condensed into a fierce sphere.

The wind was swift and fierce, as sharp as a sharp blade, and marks like knife carvings appeared on the surrounding earth, rocks and ground.

"burst!"

Qing Feiyang shot out with one palm.

The wind ball submerged Lan Yao.

Boom boom boom~!

The wind ball roared loudly, and the terrifying air waves stirred up pieces of soil.

Wind attribute power filled the entire space, dragging Lan Yao and smashing into the mountain nearby.

The shock wave spread out in all directions. For a while, the wind and waves were surging, dust and mist filled the air, and Lan Yao could no longer be seen.

Seeing this scene, Qing Yingying's nervous expression relaxed slightly.

Qing Feiyang has practiced hard in seclusion for so long, and the effect is quite remarkable.

I don’t know if there is a chance to defeat Lan Yao.

Even if you can't win, you can still draw with the opponent.

Not far away, Mr. Tian and Mr. Li stood with their hands behind their backs.

A gentle smile appeared on their faces, without any worry about Lan Yao.

"Qing Feiyang of the Qing family has not been seen much since he was defeated by the young patriarch last time. It seems that he has gone into seclusion to practice hard."

"With such strength, although there is still a long way to go compared to the Young Patriarch, it is enough to be proud of."

The two of them smiled and talked without any trace of nervousness on their faces.

Qing Feiyang stood in the air and stared at the dust mist.

When the familiar breath appeared, his expression became serious again.

"Damn it, this Lan Yao is more than a little stronger than before!"

Qing Feiyang gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

He went all out when he came up, without any reservations. He wanted to win quickly and catch Lan Yao off guard.

But he didn't expect that his attack just now didn't have much effect.

Because Lan Yao's aura didn't change much.

It means he was not injured at all!

The dust and mist dispersed, and Lan Yao's figure appeared in Qingyingying's eyes.

"This... is not affected at all?"

Qing Yingying noticed that Lan Yao's aura and condition were not affected at all, her expression became solemn, and she clenched her palms involuntarily.

From this point of view, the gap between Qing Feiyang and Lan Yao is not as big as usual.

Qing Feiyang can be said to be the person with the most outstanding martial arts talent in the Qing family over the years.

At this age, he has reached the advanced stage of supreme cultivation, and the five older people in the same realm of the Qing family are his opponents.

Even if it is placed in Dongxuan Domain, it is outstanding enough.

But compared with the young patriarch of Si Xiang Palace Tiangong, he was so far behind.

This made Qing Yingying unable to accept it for a while.

"Qing Feiyang, you are still the same waste as always."

"With such a powerful move, it didn't even break through my body-protecting demonic power. It's really too weak." Lan Yao walked out of the dust mist.

His whole body was filled with gray demonic power, and even his clothes were not intact.

"..."

Qing Feiyang clenched his fists fiercely and gritted his teeth.

Every word of Lan Yao's words was like a hammer, hitting his heart hard.

Beat his pride and self-esteem to pieces!

"You don't have to say it, I can tell you're angry."

"But that's the reality of the world."

"The talent gap between you and me is like a chasm, and it is impossible to bridge it."

"Humans are a weak race, and we monsters are favored by God and are born with strong bodies and cultivation talents. How can we compare with a despicable race like you?"

Lan Yao asked calmly.

There was arrogance in his tone.

"Lanyao, I admit that you are strong, but don't go too far."

"There are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world!"

"If your demon clan is really so strong, why are you still hiding in the corner of Yingzhou Continent?"

"Why not be like the Tang Empire and unite the continent for thousands of years?" Qing Feiyang said coldly.

"...?"

Lan Yao frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Qing Feiyang, you are still the same as before, with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth!"

"If only you were half as strong as what you say, you wouldn't have put the third lady of your Qing family in the situation you are in now."

Lan Yao snorted coldly, he was angered by Qing Feiyang's words.

"Haha, I can't represent the human race, but there are many people in the human race who are stronger than you. Don't be too arrogant!"

Qing Feiyang said coldly and took a deep breath.

A flash of green light lit up in his eyes, and his aura was rising steadily.

He sacrificed his essence and blood, activated the secret method, and his combat power was temporarily improved.

"The secret method to improve strength?"

"A useless move!"

When Lan Yao saw this, he disappeared from the spot.

The speed was so fast that Qing Feiyang could only see a trace of light and shadow.

Wherever the light and shadow passed, there were bursts of harsh sonic booms.

"Whisper of the Wind—The Great Wind Destroys!"

When Lan Yao saw this, he formed a seal with his palms and set off a wave of air that was several times stronger than before.

His hair was flying in the wind, and a green light lit up between his eyebrows.

He formed a seal with his palms together and chanted some ancient mantra.

I saw.

A series of obscure words spread out from his body and gathered into a wind ball in front of him.

The terrifying wind attribute spiritual power is gathering rapidly.

The power of the wind is like fluttering silk, spinning around the wind ball.

The wind ball rotates at high speed to form sharp wind blades, and the air that cuts through it makes a rapid chirping sound.

"Is this your trump card?"

"Qing Feiyang!"

"You are too weak!"

"You are the only one who still wants to protect Qing Yingying?"

"Today I want you to take a good look at how the future heir of your Qing family is wailing and begging for mercy under my crotch!" Lan Yao rushed over quickly.

A gray light flashed across his eyes.

The huge tengu shadow slowly condensed.

He was as fast as lightning and arrived in front of Qing Feiyang in the blink of an eye.

"Go, Dafeng Mie!"

Upon seeing this, Qing Feiyang recited a spell silently, and the huge wind ball blasted toward Lan Yao with terrifying power.

"I told you, you are too weak!"

Lan Yao stretched out his hands, and the tengu shadow also stretched out its claws, inserting its sharp claws into the wind ball.

Stab~!

Qing Feiyang's concentrated killing move was torn apart by Lan Yao.

Boom~!

The wind ball exploded, setting off countless sharp wind blades.

The next second, Lan Yao rushed from the wind blades in the sky.

"Be careful!" Qing Yingying shouted.

Qing Feiyang was about to retreat, but his legs felt as heavy as lead.

"No, the backlash of forcibly improving your strength and using secret techniques is coming!"

"You trash, how dare you blaspheme the power of our demon clan!"

"You humans are just a bunch of trash. Who gave you the guts to question our strength?"

"We, the demon tribe, just like to stay here. If we want to, then the land of the Tang Dynasty belongs to our demon tribe!" Qing Feiyang pinched Lan Yao's neck and said word by word.

Then, he turned around and fell from the air, walking towards Qing Yingying.

"Miss Qing, your guard is so weak, can you tell me Qiu Wuji's whereabouts now?"

A stream of terrifying demon power surged out of Qing Feiyang's palm, raging inside Qing Feiyang's body.

Qing Feiyang struggled, his face was painful, and he spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

Lan Yao threw Qing Feiyang out.

Qing Feiyang fell heavily to the ground, rolled twice more, and stopped only after hitting a stone on the side.

Huh~!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.

Lan Yao came to Qing Yingying. He held his light wrist and pressed her against the tree trunk.

The other hand lifted Qingyingying's chin.

"Miss Qing, I give you one last chance to answer me, where is Qiu Wuji?"

"Otherwise, today I will let you know what cruelty is!" Lan Yao said with a ferocious smile.

"Don't touch...my...home...miss!"

"Ahhh(•́へ•́╬)!"

In anger, Qing Feiyang's veins bulged out as he was seriously injured. He dragged his broken body and rushed towards Lan Yao again.

"court death!"

Lan Yao saw Qing Feiyang rushing towards him without knowing whether to live or die.

The palm of his hand turned into a claw and slashed towards Qing Feiyang's neck.

If this blow hits, it will definitely split Qing Feiyang in two.

Phew~!

Suddenly, a golden light struck from the distant sky.

Lan Yao smelled a dangerous aura from the golden light. He quickly put away his claws and took two steps back.

The golden arrow hit the ground, flashed a few arcs of electricity and then dissipated.

"Who?!" Lan Yao looked towards the horizon.

Huh~!

There was a sound of breaking wind, and Qiu Wuji appeared in front of Lan Yao, holding the still messy Gong Shanshan in one hand and the seriously injured Qing Feiyang in the other hand.

He threw Qing Feiyang to Qing Yingying and looked at Lan Yao with a smile.

"Young Patriarch, I heard that you are looking for me?"