Chapter 49: Flying Fox Sword Qi

Wang Yuan didn't say this in a whisper, and was even a bit reckless.

Wang Cheng looked at him, his eyes somewhat puzzled.

Thinking to himself that this Ye Qing is so powerful, you can still deal with Lin Mo under his nose?

Wang Yuan nodded and didn't say anything, but the coldness in his eyes was even greater.

Lin Mo had not only made him lose face, he had even taken away his battle spirit, he couldn't swallow this breath.

When Ye Qing heard this, he couldn't help but frown and said somewhat angrily, "Kid, don't think that I won't do anything to you just because you're Ling Dao's disciple."

"Do it."

Wang Yuan did not pay any attention to Ye Qing's words, but instead droned out in a deep voice.

When those old guys hesitated, a sword filled with purple light suddenly appeared in Wang Yuan's say.

That which surrounded it was a purple aura that condensed into a faint shadow of a charming fox around the body of the sword.

Moreover, as soon as this sword came out, a strong pressure filled the air.

"Is that the ...... Flying Fox Sword?" On the Qing Xuan Sect's side, a disciple exclaimed.

"Isn't that Senior Ling Dao's Xuan rank spirit treasure? I didn't expect it to be taken out for Wang Yuan."

Some people in the know exclaimed in low voices when they saw this.

The people around were already shocked just by hearing about this Xuan Rank Spiritual Treasure.

In this entire Tian Lan City, there wasn't even a single low-grade spirit treasure, and Wang Yuan had taken out an Xuan rank spirit treasure all of a sudden.

How could that not shock people.

The Ink Scale Blade in Lin Mo's hand was only a low grade Spiritual Treasure, there were intermediate grade Spiritual Treasures and high grade Spiritual Treasures above it.

It was only a Xuan rank Spiritual Treasure that had only reached the entry level, the gap between these was not generally large.

"Xuan rank spirit treasure, really powerful."

Feeling the purple longsword, the pressure that spread out, Lin Mo also couldn't help but smack his lips.

On the Battle Spirit Continent, there had long since been no more refiners, and the spiritual treasures that remained were extremely rare.

It could be said that the entire Xuan Li Royal Family might not be able to take out three pieces of this level of spiritual treasures, but Wang Yuan, a junior, was able to have them.

It could be seen how much importance Ling Yun Academy had placed on him.

"Hehe, Ling Dao that old guy, really spared ah, even this guy let you bring it."

Ye Qing laughed, and some surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Young master ...... this thing ......"

Wang Cheng, the dao protector next to Wang Yuan, his gaze was also horrified.

Wang Yuan's eyes filled with this killing intent, faintly said, "This kid insulted me today, I can't tolerate it, you guys just stop Ye Qing for a while."

"Yes, young master."

Boom!

Just as Wang Cheng's words fell, the three elders of the Lingyun Academy, also without much hesitation, struck out together.

For a moment, Yuan Power surged and a fierce wind blew.

Obviously this attack was a lot stronger than the last one.

When Ye Qing saw this, his eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice, "If you guys insist on doing this, don't blame me."

After the words were spoken, within Ye Qing's body, a majestic spiritual power like a hurricane surged out.

Those four old men from Wang Cheng, ignoring Ye Qing's words, once again swept in sharply.

In no time, the five old guys were fighting.

A burst of thunderous booms were continuously emitted, and at the same time, every collision was accompanied by a powerful wind.

It made the surrounding crowd have to retreat in a panic.

Although Ye Qing was sitting on top of a wheelchair, that strong spiritual power was completely unafraid of these four old men's attacks.

On Wang Yuan's side, he didn't waste any time either, only to see his gaze turn towards Lin Mo.

A cold killing intent surged out.

"Kid, since I was a kid, no one has ever made me suffer so much, you ...... are the first."

Wang Yuan carried that purple light filled Flying Fox Sword and walked towards Lin Mo step by step.

"So, you today, must die!"

When he said the last word death, Wang Yuan's tone was added extremely heavy.

As he approached, Lin Mo felt an unprecedented pressure that came from the Flying Fox Sword and from Wang Yuan's strength.

His current strength was simply unbeatable in front of Wang Yuan.

It was the Purple Lightning Green Jiao that wasn't even a match for him.

But even so, his eyes were still filled with determination, an attitude.

Even if I am not defeated, I will still go all out and fight to the end!

Boom!

However, just as this pressure reached its peak, a majestic spiritual force surged towards him.

It was Ye Qing's spiritual energy, and he had condensed a spiritual barrier around Lin Mo.

Wang Yuan, who was walking step by step, was looking at Lin Mo with a face full of teasing, and he could naturally sense this spiritual barrier.

Only, he wasn't not worried.

"Thinking that this thing, can keep you safe?"

Wang Yuan quickly arrived five metres in front of Lin Mo, his eyes still as cold as ever.

Ye Qing's side was also suffering from the full force of the four old men's attacks at this time, and he couldn't pull himself away for a while.

However, he was very confident in his spiritual barrier, at least with Wang Yuan's current strength, it was impossible to break through.

At this moment, all the people of the Li Family were looking at Wang Yuan with worry.

The latter, no matter if it was his reputation or strength, was not something that their tiny Li Family could contend with.