Wanyu Longzun

Chapter 590
"it is good!"

Jian Feiyang also nodded slightly, and between the palms, a palm force suddenly condensed, and the light blue light exuded a murderous aura that even the strong in the Divine Sea Realm would be afraid of encountering it.

However, Jian Feiyang at this time was also very entangled in his heart. To a certain extent, he wanted to make Luo Qingcheng unable to accept this palm, because this time it was too dangerous.

However, to a certain extent, he was unwilling to hurt Luo Qingcheng.

"Mysterious Dragon Palm!"

In the end, Jian Feiyang gritted his teeth, tapped his toes on the ground suddenly, and suddenly his figure turned into an afterimage and burst out.

boom!
The figure flickered, like a dragon sailing out to sea!
Kaka!

As his figure moved, the force between his palms became more terrifying, causing the air in the void to burst into a series of explosive sounds.

However, even so, Jian Feiyang still inadvertently lost some of his sharp palm strength, he had never made a move before, he was so nervous!

It hurts to hurt the other party, but it doesn't hurt the other party...

"boom!"

At this time, Jian Feiyang's figure descended from the sky, and a dragon shadow flickered behind him.

Many people noticed the movement here, and they all looked at Luo Qingcheng and Jian Feiyang in front of them.

"Huh? Why did Lord Sword Emperor and Concubine Luo fight? What's going on?"

"Hey, what do you care about so much, Lord Sword Emperor always dotes on Concubine Luo, probably just flirting and cursing."

"But, this doesn't seem like it, they even used the star soul..."

Many disciples started talking about it.

However, none of them dared to step forward. After all, this matter was between Luo Qingcheng and Jian Feiyang, and they were not qualified to know.

But Duan Feng was standing in the middle of a street, watching Jian Feiyang, he couldn't help but sighed: "Young Master Jian is really good at it, he even used the Profound Dragon Palm, but, he is not afraid of losing his sword!" Is your daughter-in-law already?"

He had heard the conversation between Jian Feiyang and Luo Qingcheng just now, so at this time, he was also a little sighing.

However, from Jian Feiyang's standpoint, it is also difficult for him to deal with this matter.

But at this time, Jian Feiyang's palms rolled with turbulent palm strength, descending from the sky.His figure seemed to have transformed into a faint blue dragon.

"hold head high--"

Between his body surface, there are layers of spiritual power gathering.

Luo Qingcheng below also narrowed her eyes with some apprehension. To be honest, Luo Qingcheng's cultivation talent is actually not weak. She has the blood of the Luo clan, and, holding a star soul like Jiuyou Minghuang, her combat power is far beyond ordinary people.

However, compared to Jian Feiyang, it is undoubtedly a little weaker.

Jian Feiyang is far superior to ordinary monks in terms of combat power and cultivation base, and compared to Luo Qingcheng, he is even more tyrannical.

That is to say, whether Luo Qingcheng can accept Jian Feiyang's palm now depends purely on whether Jian Feiyang wants to accept it.

A smear of black flames appeared on Luo Qingcheng's body surface, wrapping the body surface in it, and a pair of glazed eyes were also bursting with divine light at this moment.

"boom!"

But at this moment, Jian Feiyang's palm also fell, accompanied by a suffocating terrifying force. ,
Luo Qingcheng's palm was pushed out, and spiritual power surged all over his body. However, when facing Shi Han with Jian Fei's palm strength, he had no resistance effect and retreated inch by inch.

There was cold sweat on Luo Qingcheng's forehead, and the spiritual power in his body was still surging with all his strength.

She doesn't want to give up, she wants to face the danger with Jian Feiyang, instead of being a vase who stays behind Jian Feiyang and needs Jian Feiyang's protection!
When Jian Feiyang's palm was only one palm away from Luo Qingcheng, Jian Feiyang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and suddenly, thousands of lights in his palm were scattered.

Feeling the pressure suddenly dissipate, Luo Qingcheng also raised her head in surprise: "Brother Feiyang, you are..."

"Silly girl, you won."

Jian Feiyang embraced the opponent's slender waist with one hand, then pulled the opponent into his arms, and gave a wry smile.

He finally realized that he really couldn't do anything to Luo Qingcheng.

Hearing this, Luo Qingcheng's delicate body trembled violently, she couldn't help stretching out her hand, and hugged Jian Feiyang tightly.

"Brother Feiyang, don't worry, I will definitely not hold you back when I go to Youzhou with you this time, at worst, just let me stay in Piaomiao Holy Palace!"

At this time, Luo Qingcheng was also quite moved.

"Silly girl."

Jian Feiyang smiled slightly, and immediately rubbed the opponent's little head: "Okay, since that's the case, then, let's take a rest for a day, and tomorrow we will go to Youzhou."

Originally, Jian Feiyang planned to set off immediately, but if he wanted to take Luo Qingcheng with him, Jian Feiyang had to consider many factors.

Therefore, he was going to wait until early tomorrow morning before starting.

"Uh-huh!"

Luo Qingcheng nodded, submissive like never before.

The night gradually fell.

And Luo Qingcheng and Jian Feiyang slept together in the Holy Child Hall.

"Well……"

But at this time, Luo Qingcheng opened his eyes, looked at Jian Feiyang suddenly, and called out softly: "Brother Feiyang..."

"Ok?"

Jian Feiyang, who was not asleep at all, opened his eyes and looked at Luo Qingcheng: "What's wrong?"

Luo Qingcheng suddenly cast a winking glance at Jian Feiyang, but didn't speak, then turned over and escaped from Jian Feiyang's embrace, pressing Jian Feiyang under him.

"Qingcheng, you..."

Jian Feiyang's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had expected something.

However, Luo Qingcheng suddenly waved his hand without giving him time. Immediately, his clothes were stripped off, and his snow-white skin was exposed to the air. Immediately, without giving Jian Feiyang any time to react, he directly bent down.

"kiss Me……"

The faint sound of mosquitoes and flies rang in his ears, and Jian Feiyang felt his mind explode, and his sanity was completely lost at this moment. There was a touch of blood red in his eyes, and immediately, he turned over and embraced him. He grabbed Luo Qingcheng's waist and pressed her under him.

The moonlight is like gauze, and the white moonlight descends slowly, covering the entire land.

Among the misty holy mountains, there is a silence.

But inside the Holy Child Hall, there was a soul-stirring symphony playing, and through the shadow of the whirling tree, two silhouettes could be vaguely seen hugging each other tightly.

Misty Holy Mountain, Misty Palace.

At this time, there were two auras rising into the sky, causing many people to be alarmed. They looked in the direction of the Holy Child Hall, wondering what happened, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

However, no one dared to go to find out.

Because, that is the residence of the Sword Emperor!

And on a certain mountain peak, the Mistress of Piaomiao Palace also cast an interested look at the Saint Child Hall where Jian Feiyang was located, and suddenly touched his chin, showing a meaningful smile: "This kid, you are so beautiful!" Not shallow..."

(End of this chapter)