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At the same time, in front of the Jusheng Pavilion.

The fourth khaki halo has already shocked a large number of warriors and cannot extricate themselves from it.

The fifth halo!

The sixth halo!

Until the appearance of the tenth halo, everyone's expressions had become numb, and they stood there dumbfounded.

In the Tiannan Kingdom, the tenth-rank Huangpin Tianjiao is an absolute Tianjiao.

Even the twelve Tianjiao of the Qinglian Ranking, besides Wen Ruyu, are only the martial spirits of the tenth rank of Huangpin.

The difference between the strength of the martial artist of Qinglian Bang is related to age, martial arts practice, and the true meaning of the comprehension.

The sword martial soul itself is one of the strongest martial souls to kill.

The sharp sword light seemed to be in Kaiyuan Mansion, and thunder was thrown into the calm and waveless water surface, which caused many big figures in Kaiyuan Mansion to be alarmed.

Even the sloppy middle-aged people in Tiannan College surfaced in the void. It's just that if he doesn't want others to notice, maybe only Qingluan is the only one. And Qin Feng, who has in control of his fiery eyes, can see it.

"Yellow Grade Tenth Sword Martial Spirit, it's not right! It's not just that simple. Above the Sword Martial Spirit, the seemingly chaotic lines are condensed from the true meaning of killing to 27%. This is a bit similar to the aura on Qin Feng's body. "

Even if it is a sloppy middle-aged man who has transformed his true meaning into the supreme avenue, he is unable to imprint the power of his true meaning on other people's martial souls.

Qin Feng must have a deep secret.

At the same time, he cast his gaze on the pot of rice porridge, no matter what he could do, he couldn't find the special feature. There is no difference from ordinary rice porridge.

In the end, I could only sigh: "Qin Feng's future is absolutely limitless!"

At the same time, a kind of curiosity was born in the sloppy middle-aged's extremely calm heart.

Qin Feng is on the ninety-nine roads of Tianmen, how many Tianmen have he climbed?

Of course, these are all foreign words, we still put our eyes on the Jusheng Pavilion again.

At this time, everyone was dumbfounded!

The enemies who faintly besieged Qin Feng were trembling irregularly and violently as if they had gotten a goat.

Every khaki halo, like a slap, hit their faces fiercely.

The worst is Fengya, who has been slapped in the face one after another.

Even Fengjia has become a joke.

Feng Xiao is the abandoned son of their family, coupled with Feng Potian's relationship, has been doomed to immortal hatred.

A tenth-rank Huangpin, the proud son of heaven, is absolutely qualified to be paid attention to by their Feng Family.

"Grandson, does this face hurt? I told you long ago, don't pretend to be in front of me, because I can slap face, now I solemnly introduce to you again, my name is Qin Feng, I am called the little prince of face slap !"

Qin Feng's ruthless words were like a chain of palms.

Feng Ya, who had already contained endless flames in her heart, even vomited blood from the sky.

In such a scene, everyone was at a loss.

"Perhaps, I will not only be the little prince, but also the invincible devil who vomits blood in my heart."

Qin Feng's own ridiculous words made Fengya even worse, and unexpectedly vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood again.

His figure was swaying, and even his martial soul was shaking. In the end, in a sigh of ridicule, he was directly taken away by many Feng Clan warriors.

"Impossible! I don't believe it!"

After a while, Zhao Long, the fifth-grade alchemist, reacted from shock.

He looks mad and has words in his mouth.

Suddenly, a flash of light burst into his eyes: "Fake! Everything is fake! The so-called third-order Huangpin martial arts are all fake. Fengxiao itself is a tenth-rank Huangpin. Just because Living in the Feng Family, I had to hide my martial spirit, and this is why it is said that the third-order Huangpin sword martial spirit."

This explanation seems perfect. However, there are loopholes, and it is impossible to go deep into it at all.

First, Feng Xiao is Feng Potian's son, and the Feng Family Patriarch himself wants to destroy him all the time. When he awakens the Martial Spirit, he will definitely guard against it for fear of any deviation.

Second, even the seven great families and thirteen noble clans did not have the combat skills to hide the martial soul. Feng Xiao is an abandoned son of a family, how can he hide Martial Soul?

Thinking of this, many warriors also started to talk.

Just by the warrior of the professional association, after a few glances, everyone was silent.

Qin Feng didn't care at all, he didn't even refute,

Instead, he walked to a woman with an extremely ugly face.

She is like a flower with mixed ridicule.

"Presumably everyone is aware of the existence of the flower, and I definitely can't make a fake. Just now, your alchemist said that the beauty pill, the bodily cleansing pill, has been lost. Also known as the white rice porridge, it is absolutely not capable of making people beautiful. ,"

Qin Feng looked indifferently, and said towards Zhao Long: "Since you stretched out your faces and want to be slapped by me. Then I will let him grow his memory."

"Huh! Don't be so crazy, I still don't believe that a bowl of white rice porridge can really make a person who looks like a flower directly into a beauty."

To be honest, Zhao Long knew very well in his heart that the bowl of white rice porridge could really strengthen the martial arts, and it was naturally horrified.

Just like this, he let go of his hanging heart. Making people beautiful and enhancing the spirit of martial arts is obviously irrelevant.

The weird white rice porridge can strengthen the spirit of martial arts, and it is considered legendary, and it definitely cannot turn a very ugly person into a beauty.

This is what Zhao Long thinks.

This is an old-fashioned pedagogy, clearly a treacherous fox.

It's just that whether it is a treacherous fox or an old scholastic, when encountering Qin Feng, he only needs to become a Pippi shrimp and crawl out.

When Ruhua drank the bowl of porridge, a magical scene appeared before her eyes again.

Just a few breaths, a woman with a graceful figure in her twenties appeared in front of everyone.

Even if you see it with your own eyes, if you don't see the old clothes on the beauty.

Everyone will only feel that there is a problem in their own eyes.

"I'm not dreaming!"

Compared with the transformation of Wuhun, the scene where an ugly and earth-shattering woman turned into a beauty, the sensation caused was even more intense.

Right!

Unless the warrior can set foot in the realm of legend, comprehend his avenue, and pull out the breath of disaster, the warrior can keep himself young forever, like returning to the mother's womb, rebirth against the sky. .

Otherwise, even the warrior of the three plagues of heaven and humans will not be able to change his appearance.

For any martial artist, especially those who are extremely female cultivators, being able to become younger is definitely an invincible gospel.

You must know that some of these women have embarked on the path of cultivation because cultivation can make certain places uneven.

Can directly make oneself achieve a graceful figure and a flawless face. Make everyone rush.

"Papa! Slapped your face, right? Our Zhao Long Alchemist, what else do you want to say?"

After Qin Feng slapped his face, what he liked most was to step forward and step on his feet. .

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