The one in the middle is actually a ninth level of heaven.

Qin Yang looked at the Nine-level Martial King in the middle and said, "I'm looking for Rong Xu."

"Hmph, if you want to find my young master, you also need a post. Have you ever applied for it?

"There is nothing, and you still break into Rong Mansion so arrogantly. What do you think this is? What kind of thing do you think you are!"

Qin Yang looked at the Jiu Chongtian, the King of Wu in front of him: "I'm just here to take Lin Shuangwu away, you can just hand over the person to me."

"Don't say that I haven't really trampled on the facade of your Rong Mansion. Even if I really trampled on it, you deserve it."

"Ha, this is the first time I, Zhuge Liancheng, have heard of this truth."

"Do you want to inquire about the evaluation criteria of the first-class royal palace?"

"If you don't know anything, you dare to come here to speak loudly. Just focus on your current behavior. Even if I kill you on the spot, no one will say anything to me!"

Looking at Zhuge Liancheng with a cold face, Qin Yang also showed a sneer: "Then you can try it, King Wu of Rongfu of the Ninth Heaven!"

A murderous intent flashed in Zhuge Liancheng's eyes, but before he could take action, the Seventh Heavenly Martial King next to him smiled strangely and said, "Why do you need Senior Zhuge to do it yourself?"

"It is more than enough to kill a genius like Qin Yang, the seventh level is enough. Let me, Pan Yongjie, come and do it for you!"

The Seventh Heavenly Martial King named Pan Yongjie stood up coldly and looked at Qin Yang with a proud look.

"Team Leader Qin, it's still time for you to apologize at this moment."

Qin Yang's expression remained unchanged, and Gu Jing Wubo's face also had a cold and solemn aura that dissipated.

He didn't say a word, and he made a move with bloody anger and sand!

The murderous ancient sword suddenly appeared in front of several people.

"It seems that Team Leader Qin is very confident in his strength and actually plans to fight with me, the Seventh Heaven King of Martial Arts."

Pan Yongjie directly punched, and his powerful internal strength poured towards Qin Yang like a roar!

Seeing this, Qin Yang waved a sword casually, and the terrifying blood-colored sword was as powerful as a bamboo shoot to defeat Pan Yongjie's fist.

Pan Yongjie's face changed slightly. Didn't it mean that Qin Yang could only compete with the Martial King of the Seventh Heaven at most?

Why is this sword so powerful?

The power of his punch, not to mention killing Qin Yang, at least he can defeat Qin Yang, right?

What's the result?

Qin Yang offset it with just one sword.

"The Martial King of the Seventh Heaven is so powerful?"

Qin Yang smiled coldly, then his body trembled and shrank into an inch!

Pan Yongjie was startled and hurriedly captured Qin Yang's aura.

But it's too late!

puff!

Pan Yongjie's entire right arm started from the connection of his shoulder position and was slashed by Qin Yang with a sword.

At this time, Qin Yang was standing more than ten meters behind Pan Yongjie.

Obviously, Pan Yongjie didn't see his sword clearly at all!

"No, it's impossible..."

Although the severe pain was strong, it would not make King Wu scream unbearable.

Pan Yongjie looked at Qin Yang with an ugly expression, and a storm broke out in his heart.

He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand!

Why did Qin Yang's strength suddenly soar?

How can this be the most comparable to the seventh grade? This is clearly a level that is enough to kill the seventh grade!

Suddenly, Qin Yang's figure disappeared again.

Pan Yongjie was about to react when a cold blood-red sword blade exuding a strong bloody aura stretched forward from the back of his neck.

The cold sword blade gently pressed against his neck.

Guru.

Drops of cold sweat slid down Pan Yongjie's temples, gathering into a drop of sweat the size of beans on his chin, and then fell off.
Chapter completed!