Chapter 30 Waiting for the Crane

This scene was too astonishing, beyond everyone's expectations, even the sneering expressions on many people's faces had frozen before they had time to change.

"how can that be?"

"My son Wang Teng!"

The Patriarch of the Wang Family looked bewildered, somewhat unable to accept this scene.

The battle started, just one round, and Wang Teng, known as the young emperor, was slapped on the ground with a slap.

The ground collapsed, dust was flying, and the scene was extraordinarily quiet and strange for a while.

Everyone thought it was a hallucination, but in the next moment, they all woke up. I saw the young man who claimed to be the descendant of Emperor Wushi stepped forward a few steps.

He raised his right foot and stepped on the ground suddenly.

Wang Teng, who was stunned by the beating, suddenly shrank his eyes sunk in the ground, and goose bumps popped up all over his body. Quickly stretched out his body, wanting to jump into the air to avoid this blow.

But Qin Yi was faster, he grinned: "Young Emperor, where do you want to go?"

With one foot down, it directly hit Wang Teng's abdomen, almost making his eyes pop out, and he could clearly hear the cracking sound of bones breaking.

"you!"

Wang Teng said angrily.

He wanted to resist, but the man above his head slapped out palm prints with both hands again.

"Beginning without beginning!"

The void in front of him was chaotic for a moment, and Wang Teng's complexion changed suddenly. After being hit on the head, his whole body was immediately disheveled, and he became dazed.

"Is this the young emperor of the Wang family? I'm so weak that I don't even have the desire to make a move."

Qin Yi shook his head and smiled.

He bent down and slapped his palm directly.

"You let me down so much, why are you so incompetent."

Wang Teng opened his mouth to say something, but found that he was imprisoned by an inexplicable force all over his body, unable to move at all.

"how can that be?!"

On the side, the head of the Wang family also noticed something strange. Wang Teng is known as the young emperor, his strength is absolutely unquestionable, and he has even come from behind, stronger than some elders in the clan.

But today, it was inexplicably weird. Not feeling anything wrong at all, he lost to the young man in front of him.

Behind this, there must be a huge secret.

As bystanders, they don't even understand where the joints are. It can only explain one problem, that is, the strength of this person is unfathomable, and may even surpass him as the head of the family.

This is simply unbelievable! And, who is this man?

"With your strength, how did you survive until now? How dare you pretend to be the young emperor?"

"Young Emperor, if you have such strength, wouldn't you be ashamed to death?"

Qin Yi's mouth was full of jokes, and every sentence was ridiculed.

Wang Teng's seven orifices were full of smoke, and he roared again and again, but he was helpless. Seeing the opponent slapped him again, he couldn't dodge it.

"Snapped!"

The sound of this slap was so clear that the eardrums of real people were trembling.

"Ahhhh!"

Wang Teng was ashamed and angry,

shouted.

"Who is your master? Why did you come to my Wang family to find trouble?"

"I don't know where my son Wang Teng offended you?"

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Wang family finally realized that something was wrong, took a deep breath, stood up and said.

"Wang Teng is called the Young Emperor, I just came to see how handsome the Young Emperor is."

"The results let me down!"

Qin Yi shook his head and smiled lightly.

"I will take away this young emperor who is not worthy of his name. If you are still interested in him, let the people behind him come to find me."

Reaching out to grab it, Wang Teng was caught in his hand. He struggled hard, but was always imprisoned in Qin Yi's palm.

"Don't try to act rashly, you will regret it."

"Do as I tell you."

Afterwards, Qin Yi turned around and walked away. In just three steps, he had already disappeared in front of Wang's house.

The face of the Patriarch of the Wang family changed continuously, but in the end he still didn't dare to take any action. The opponent's target, at present, is not Wang Teng, nor the Wang family, but the person behind Wang Teng.

But who is this person? And what is the purpose?

"Who are you? Your strength is definitely not our peers."

"Shoot at me, and you'll lose your face as a strong man of the older generation!"

Wang Teng said angrily.

"When it comes to age, we are indeed of the same generation."

"It's just that it's not the same era."

Qin Yi said lightly.

He was dressed in white with a folding fan, and he was sitting on the stone beside Wang Teng, waiting quietly.

Today's Wang Teng is far behind him, far inferior to his strength. In his eyes, there is no such young emperor who makes the world fear.

"Who the hell are you?"

Wang Teng was slightly startled, his eyes changed.

They had never heard of such a person.

Qin Yi didn't speak again, he looked into the distance, and continued to think about his own imperial scriptures in his heart. From the very beginning, it was just a simple method of cultivation. As he saw the scriptures and integrated them into them, he also opened up the methods of supernatural powers one by one.

What he has learned is becoming more and more complicated, and at the same time, this path is becoming more and more clear.

Wanting to survive the saint king's catastrophe, the great saint's catastrophe, is not an obstacle to him at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, night is coming.

The brilliance of the sun at dusk dyed half of the sky red, making the haze in the distance turn red.

"coming."

Qin Yi suddenly raised his head, looked towards the sky, and said softly.

Wang Teng was taken aback for a moment, then looked into the distance as well. In the crimson haze, a crane soared towards the sky, at a high speed, forming a bright streamer, like a flying sword flying fast.

In just an instant, the streamer had already arrived in front of the two of them.

The flying sword fell and turned into a man. The man first glanced at Wang Teng, heaved a sigh of relief, and then turned his gaze to Qin Yi.

With just one glance, his pupils shrank and his face became serious.

"Isn't your Excellency out of style to treat a junior like this?"

Qin Yi smiled, and then his face changed and returned to the original.

"If it comes to age, I'm not much different from him, they're all at the same stage."

"Of course, in terms of cultivation, he probably won't be able to catch up with me in his lifetime."

Such a sentence made Wang Teng burst into anger.

"Give me time, and I will make you regret it."

However, such a sentence did not make the crane man approve, but his face was extremely dignified.

"Perhaps what he said was true."

His eyes changed from serious to more and more shocked.

"You, you have already walked out of your own way, and you are going to become an emperor?"

Such a sentence shocked Wang Teng's whole body, and then he looked at Qin Yi in disbelief.

"Not yet emperor, but not far away."

Qin Yi nodded, not hiding anything.

The aura on his body is mysterious and mysterious, majestic but also a little flat, ordinary people can't feel it at all. Only the truly strong will understand this feeling.

"Here, I want to ask you the secret of the previous word!"

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