"Huh? What are the Fourth Highnesses doing?"

"Is this because you are afraid and drinking to strengthen your courage?"

"It shouldn't be right? However, these four highnesses have entered the ninth peak for more than half a month, and they seem to have never come down from the mountain."

"Your Highness the Fourth Prince is so handsome!"

"This drinking style is so chic! It's obvious that you are disdainful of Xu Yuan!"

"Junior sister is right. People like them must not be able to eat sour grapes."

...

Although it is true that Li Qinglang did not go down the mountain to do much activities, after all, the number of direct disciples in the peak had increased, and this matter had long been spread.

What's more, there is a little errand boy like Tang San here.

At this moment, Li Qinglang raised the jade gourd in his hand, straightened his arms, and faced the crowd.

"Your Highness is inviting us to drink?!"

"This kind of magnanimity is indeed worthy of being passed down personally!"...

All of a sudden, voices of praise arose one after another, making Tang San straighten his back even more, feeling extremely proud.

But who knew that Li Qinglang was actually just using his drunken melancholy to observe the disciples under the flying boat to see if there was black mist on them?

But the way he slowly moved his arms while holding the wine bottle did look like he was inviting a drink!

"Yes, but it's very vague!"

Li Qinglang frowned slightly. He had already seen everyone around him. Only Xu Yuan had a faint line of black mist around his body, which was incomparable to the previous one!

"Do you still want to fight? Forget it. Seeing that you are scared like this, I won't argue with you. I'll just give this quota to you!"

Listening to the voices praising His Highness the Fourth Highness, Xu Yuan felt less and less confident in his heart, and when he spoke he looked stern but also felt sad.

"Did I let you go?"

Li Qinglang spoke calmly, and his body landed lightly on the square with outstanding grace.

This scene seems to be a repeat of Xu Yuan's previous shouting, but people with confidence have changed!

Li Qinglang doesn't talk nonsense. The protagonist kills enemies and fights monsters. The most important thing is: the villain dies because he talks too much. I just need to talk less than him!

After taking a sip of wine, his figure disappeared from where he was in an instant!

When he reappeared, he had reached a high place in front of Xu Yuan, and then punched him down!

"Huh!" Xu Yuan snorted coldly. On the surface, he didn't care very much, but he tilted his body with all his strength, crossed his arms in front of him, and blocked the heavy punch!

The strong wind dispersed from the place where the two collided, blowing their clothes for hunting!

Of course, the main reason was Li Qinglang, who was wearing a long gown, and Xu Yuan's clothes had burst after his muscles suddenly swelled!

"Xu Yuan is indeed a golden elixir. It is said that he once went to the northern ice fields to hunt snow apes alone, and there is also a legend that he tore up a frost wolf with his own hands!"

"I know this. It's because of this that he was included as a disciple of His Highness Wu Haoyuan!"

"The Fourth Highness is not bad at all. Do you think Xu Yuan's reckless strength can compare with His Highness's elegance?! Your Highness doesn't even use any strength at all!"...

While all the disciples were talking about it, Li Qinglang and Xu Yuan fought for dozens more rounds!

The punches, kicks and kicks from both sides were almost the same for a while?!

"Happy, His Highness the Fourth Prince indeed has two brushes!"

Xu Yuan was hit in the chest by a punch, his body fell back ten feet, and his feet left two black scratches on the square!

Wu Haoyuan from the First Peak stood by the flight ladder to the boat, watching the battle with cold eyes: I didn't expect this guy named Li to have some strength, but if that's the case, then there is no threat.

The most important thing is that he actually dares to call him immortal! I think it is short-lived!

Li Qinglang's thin body stood in the center of the field, but no one dared to underestimate him, not only because he knocked back Xu Yuan more than ten feet with one punch, but also because of the invincible aura emerging from him!

Xu Yuan didn't react at all, but in his slightly golden eyes, you could see:

Every time he collided with it, the powerful fist force simply searched for the threads of black mist in his body, wrapped it up, and wiped it out inch by inch!

But towards Xu Yuan, there was no serious aggression.

But the next punch might not be so easy to bear!

Li Qinglang didn't do anything too much. He just opened the boxing frame with one hand, punched one in front of him, pulled the other behind him, and then punched out fiercely!

On the opposite side, Xu Yuan, who only had a wisp of black mist around his heart, felt a life-and-death crisis. He quickly pulled out a piece of bloody animal skin from his storage bag and thrust it against his chest.

In an instant, a giant white bear with electric light appeared behind it!

"It's the magic electric bear of the Arctic field!"

"Good guy, isn't this Magic Electric Bear only a golden elixir in its cub stage? Once it reaches the juvenile stage, it will reach a bottleneck, and it won't be long before it will automatically be promoted to Nascent Soul!"

"I didn't expect that Xu Yuan actually has such a treasure!"

"Fortunately, it is not easy for the magic electric bears to reproduce. The total number of the group is only two hundred. It is difficult to make further progress in Nascent Soul, otherwise..."

Li Qinglang didn't care about the phantom of the Demonic Electric Bear. He just continued to punch out and collided with the roaring chest, that is, the electric beam spitting out from the mouth of the Demonic Electric Bear!

This electric beam of light has vaguely reached the late stage of the Golden elixir, or even the level of Great Perfection. If it were replaced by another Golden elixir, even if it could be taken over, it would still have to pay a price.

But who is Li Qinglang? He is the invincible figure in the setting, sweeping away the people in the world with his sideways push!

The electric light vibrated, and when it splashed onto the ground, it emitted a puff of smoke, forming a hollow.

But Li Qinglang, whose arm was already engulfed by lightning, was still as calm as water. Only the three elders in the sky and a few people present could tell the truth!

On that arm, the fist energy is lingering, and there is a faint tendency to turn into illusory armor!

"Xu Yuan lost."

One of the elders spoke, but before he could finish his words, Xu Yuan spurted a stream of blood from his mouth.

The fist broke through the electric pillar, like a knife breaking through bamboo, and swept Xu Yuan's crumbling body with an extremely sharp wind.

The broad bodies of several people were thrown backward like kites with broken strings.

"That's all."

Li Qinglang closed his fist at his side, picked up the wine bottle again, and spoke with a sneer.

Of course, he is not talking about Xu Yuan, but the black mist that is no longer visible on the green jade pot at this moment!

The whole place was completely silent. Only now did they realize that anything about being evenly matched or about being equal was all false!

His Royal Highness is just testing Xu Yuan's strength!

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness!"...

After a brief silence, the cheers for Li Qinglang led by Tang San were deafening.

Li Qinglang didn't say anything. After drinking, he tied it around his waist again, smiled at all the disciples and handed over his hands, and then went to the flying boat.

"This little guy is interesting, and he is also a drunkard. Old Wu, he is very suitable for you! It's a pity that he is from the Ninth Peak."

The elder known as Lao Wu rolled his eyes at his friend, but unconsciously put his hand on his waist, but in an instant he retracted it like an electric shock.

This move made my friends laugh.

"We'll have to fight for a while later. Go quickly and fetch the fine wine I have collected and send ten altars to His Highness the Fourth Highness of the Ninth Peak."

Wu Haoyuan glanced at Xu Yuan who was struggling to get up over there with disgust, then quickly looked away and communicated with a guest next to him.

As for Fang Yi from the Seventh Peak, her eyes stayed at the door of the Feizhou Wing for a long time. Is that guy who bowed his head in embarrassment when he first met him, so strong?
Chapter completed!