Fantasy: Pretending To Be The Young Master And Marrying A Wife At The Beginning

Chapter 42

“Peng Jian’an, you are so deceiving!”

Nangong Liuli was completely irritated. Not only did she remove the title “senior brother”, she even jumped off the ring and slapped Peng Jian’an with a palm.

“Huh, still want to shoot at me?”

Peng Jian’an shook his head, “Sister Nangong, you are so confused, and Haosheng disappointed me!”

As he spoke, he also slapped back.

“Boom!”

When the palms were connected, a surging force wave swept away, and instantly set off a wave of dust.

Peng Jian’an still stood still, but his legs sank into the ground for a few minutes.

However, Nangong Liuli, who swooped down from the ring, was counter-shocked. After landing, he staggered and retreated for a certain distance, breathing quickly, and his face was slightly pale.

This strike has been divided.

“Sister Nangong, although your cultivation talent is high, but the Cultivation Base is still below me, if you follow me, you will only insult yourself!”

Peng Jianan carried his hands on his back, his face full of arrogance.

“Come again!”

Nangong Liuli yelled violently, stretched out her hand to wipe the space bracelet, a gleam of light shone, and a delicate long sword appeared in her hand.

“Oh? Do you really want to move it?”

Peng Jianan sneered, and also touched the space bracelet on his wrist.

“Om!”

The gloomy light shone, and a spear appeared in his hand.

The tip of the gun shone coldly and was breathtaking.

“This gun is called Dupo, it’s a top-grade weapon!”

After taking out the spear, Peng Jian’an did not forget to introduce it triumphantly.

“It’s actually a top-grade weapon!”

“It seems that the disciple of the Misty Sect is not small!”

“In the entire setting sun city, no one has a high-grade weapon. He actually owns one. No wonder he dares to be so arrogant!”

The crowd was enthusiastic.

There was only King Sledgehammer, the first refiner of Xianyang City. Instead of a trace of excitement, he was full of disdain, “It’s just a high-grade weapon. What can I show you? Yesterday, under the guidance of Young Master Long, I had already forged a treasure. Class weapons.”

Just as everyone was talking about it, in the battlefield.

“Peng Jian’an, you insult me ​​so much, today my Nangong Liuli will use your blood to wash away the shame I have suffered!”

Nangong Liuli let out a low cry, no matter whether it was Peng Jian’an’s opponent or not, she killed her with a sword.

“Huh, overwhelming!”

Peng Jianan snorted coldly, and greeted him with a gun.

“Dangdangdang!”

When clashing in pairs, waves of air surged out, causing flying sand and rocks around them, and waves of dust billowing.

I have to say that whether it is Nangong Liuli or Peng Jian’an, both of them are quite strong. After a moment of confrontation, the ground under their feet was devastated by the aftershock of power.

“when!”

With a deafening metal crash, Peng Jian’an’s long spear swept across, and instantly swept Nangong Liuli away.

“puff!”

After finally stabilizing her figure a few meters away, Nangong Liuli spouted a mouthful of blood.

“Sister Nangong, you are not my opponent!”

Peng Jianan was holding a long spear and pointed the tip of the spear at Nangong Liuli. “If you continue, you will only get more injured!”

“Come again!”

Nangong Liuli naturally refused to accept defeat, and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, erected her long sword in front of her chest, and murmured in her mouth, “The sword is lonelier than fireworks!”

“Zhengzheng!”

Two fingers crossed, and the long sword roared, and the sound shook people’s hearts and souls.

The next moment, she leaped and rushed to a few meters high in the air. With the help of a dive, she stabbed Peng Jian’an with a sword on the opposite side.

“Shit!”

When the long sword pierced out, a sharp sword light burst out from the tip of the sword in an instant.

The sword is lonelier than fireworks because of her box-pressing combat skills. The piercing sword light is not only sharp, but also fast as lightning. Once it is pierced, no one can avoid it unless it is blocked from the front.

And even a Practitioner whose Cultivation Base is equivalent to hers can’t block her fierce sword head-on.

“The gun is like a dragon!”

On the opposite side, Peng Jianan seemed to be aware of the crisis, and the spear suddenly pierced out to meet the sword light pierced by Nangong Liuli.

“when!”

When the two collided, a surging wave of air instantly spread.

The ground bearing the brunt suddenly sank down a large layer with a “bang”, and the spreading aftermath set off another layer of thick soil waves, which continued to pounce in all directions.

And Peng Jianan, who was stunned with Nangong Liuli, remained motionless and never moved a bit of his feet.

On the other hand, Nangong Liuli was shocked by the powerful force of the spear, and at the same time, he spouted blood from the sky.

“Bang…plump!”

After landing, she staggered and retreated a dozen steps before barely stabilizing her figure.

However, at this moment, she was already shaky, her face pale and bloodless.

“Junior Sister Nangong, the difference in strength between you and me is not a little bit, my Cultivation Base is already at the third level of the spirit level, and you have just stepped into the first level of the spirit level. Under the huge disparity between the two, even if you fight Do your best, it can’t be my opponent!”

Peng Jianan held a gun in one hand, domineering and awe-inspiring, “If it wasn’t for my mercy just now, you are already my dead soul under the gun!”

“I……”

Nangong Liuli still wants to refute, but it is useless for her to be unwilling to do so.

Under normal circumstances, being able to fight one-tier battles is already the limit.

Her Cultivation Base is two ranks lower than Peng Jian’an, even if she is unwilling, it is impossible to reverse the defeat.

“Okay, if it’s unnecessary, I don’t want to repeat it, please let Junior Nangong do it for yourself!”

Peng Jian’an was very strong and domineering, as if he had pronounced a sentence on Nangong Liuli, and he did not give the opponent a chance to refute.

But in fact, under the rule of respect for strength, Nangong Liuli was also unable to refute it.

“By the way, who is your fiancé? Can you introduce me to brother?”

As if thinking of something, Peng Jian’an glanced at everyone present and said with interest.

“Peng Jian’an, what on earth do you want to do?”

Nangong Liuli panicked and scolded: “You just humiliated me is not enough, do you want to implicate other people?”

“No, your fiancé is not someone else, but a stain in your life. It is also an obstacle for Brother Simon Xiao to form a dao companion with you. I have enough reason to talk to him alone!” Peng Jianan smiled coldly.

At the same time, his yin-like eyes scanned the crowd.

“It’s over, it’s really over this time!”

In the corner, the real Long Hao was frightened and his face turned pale.

Nangong Liuli’s Cultivation Base has already left him beyond the reach.

But this arrogant and domineering Peng Jian’an was still above Nangong Liuli’s strength.

If you really want to “talk” to him alone, even if you don’t die, you’ll probably be hemiplegic, and you’ll be reduced to a useless person from then on.

Although Ye Chen is now the Young Master of the Long Family, facing such an aggressive and powerful Peng Jian’an, Ye Chen looks as stable as an old dog on the surface, and must be a group of panic in his heart.

Once forced to a certain level, Ye Chen is likely to reveal his true identity.

At that time, he will not only face the anger of Peng Jian’an, but also the crazy revenge of the entire Nangong family.