Villain: Don’t cry, heroine, let me suppress you

Open a familiar panel.

Ten thousand swords return to the sect 599999 points.

Magic knife 580,000 points.

800,000 points for 89 Xuangong.

King Kong is not bad 300,000 points.

Lin Nan glanced at these exercises that he couldn't afford at the moment, and could only swallow his saliva with a hungry eye.

"That's it, three thousand thunder."

Lin Nan did not hesitate and directly chose the exercises that he had been preparing to start for a long time.

Three thousand thunders.

It is a practice to improve one's own attributes.

Let the power of thunder activate the cells of the whole body.

It can make the explosion of muscles instantly increase by 10 times ~ 100 times.

Whether it is speed, strength, or reflexes, there will be a brief increase.

According to Lin Nan's current physical strength.

Ten times the increase, it can be maintained for about ten seconds.

[Congratulations to the host for purchasing 3,000 thunderbolts, deducting 7,000 points.] ]

Disable the system.

I saw Murong Qingfeng, holding a spear and staring at Lin Nan with contempt.

"Qingfeng, you must help me take revenge."

"Lin Nan, this villain, not only forced me to be his girlfriend, but also slandered me."

"Woo~woo~, I'm a girl, innocence is gone."

The pear blossoms that weep with rain.

If the acting skills are in a position, this lady is definitely a movie queen.

"Although you have some strength, you don't see enough in front of me."

"If you get on your knees now and beg for mercy, I can leave you with a dog's life."

Murong Qingfeng said domineeringly.

"Haha!"

Lin Nan laughed loudly, not feeling the slightest fear because the gentian gun was pointed at his throat.

"What are you laughing at?"

Murong Qingfeng's eyes narrowed into a line, and he asked coldly.

"I laugh at you for not knowing if you are alive or dead."

"Ten seconds."

"In ten seconds, I will make you kneel before me and sing conquest."

Lin Nan's arrogant appearance caused dissatisfaction among everyone present.

Who in the entire Jiangnan Wuda does not know that Lin Nan is just the waste of the Lower Grade Academy.

Forget about the waste slag, it is still a licking dog that licked the school flower for seven years.

Murong Qingfeng is not only the prince of the first family in Jiangnan, but also the top three in Tianjiao Pavilion.

At the age of 22, he entered the Martial Emperor Realm and was known as the White Dragon Martial Emperor.

Whether it is cultivation, family lineage, or financial resources, why should you be a Lin Nan who is not ashamed to speak out.

"Lin Nan, I suspect very much now, just now you coerced Colonel Liu by force."

"That's it, Senior Liu Dahua and Senior Qingfeng, people call beautiful women with heroes, you are a dick who actually wants to let the school flower chase you backwards."

"Senior Qingfeng, hurry up and teach this guy a lesson."

"Even if you kill Lin Nan, all of us will testify for you, it was Lin Nan who deliberately found fault."

The attitude of the melon-eating masses completely changed from Murong Qingfeng to the scene.

After all, it is the first family in Jiangnan, and ordinary people can't afford to offend.

What's more, the Murong family also had a Martial Emperor sitting in the town.

"Lin Nan, if I weren't in a good mood today, you wouldn't have had a chance to talk nonsense with me at all."

"The legendary Lord Dragon Emperor will come to Murong's house in five days, and after solving the problem, I will go home and personally prepare the menu for the banquet."

The corners of Murong Qingfeng's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Ten minutes ago, he received a text message from his grandfather.

The battle between the Dragon Emperor and the Sword Emperor and the Dou Emperor will end in five days.

At that time, these three people will go to Murong's house as guests.

And this opportunity was also won by Murong Qingfeng's grandfather.

After all, in the entire Jiangnan, the Murong family has a martial emperor.

Dragon Emperor?

Isn't that the uncle!

Why didn't my uncle tell himself this?

Lin Nan frowned.

What he hadn't even heard of, how did this Murong Qingfeng know.

Dingdong ~

Just when Lin Nan was puzzled.

The special mobile phone that Ning Fei left for Lin Nan suddenly came with a text message.

[Dear Nannan, uncle will solve these two annoying guys immediately. [

But there is an old guy named Murong Something, he has to let me go to his house for a meal, the time is in the evening five days later, you can also come together! ] 】Payment

: The uncle who loves you the most.

"It turns out that what this guy said is true!"

Put away the phone, Lin Nan pursed his lips.

"Dragon Emperor! That legendary Night King, the youngest and strongest Martial Emperor in history?

"yes! The Murong family is worthy of being the first family in Jiangnan, and they can actually invite the Dragon Emperor to be a guest.

"I heard that the Dragon Emperor is very cold, and he has never spoken more than five words to others."

"Cut, what's wrong with the high cold spot? I heard that Lord Dragon Emperor is handsome, and the woman who is obsessed with him has at least hundreds of millions of people around the world. Hearing

that the Dragon Emperor was coming to Jiangnan, all the students became fanatical.

After all, Lin Nan's death-crushing uncle was killed by both men and women.

Men aspire to become peerless powerhouses like the Dragon Emperor.

And women yearn to be able to marry the Dragon Emperor.

"Qingfeng, why haven't you made a move yet."

Liu Xi on the side was anxious.

She didn't care who the Dragon Emperor was, and now Liu Xixi only wanted to kill Lin Nan quickly.

Otherwise, the anger in my heart will not be able to dissipate.

Hear your girlfriend urging.

Murong Qingfeng was also too lazy to ink with Lin Nan.

"The first form of the dragon game marksmanship, turning the dragon into the sea."

Murong Qingfeng held the spear horizontally.

Using fifty percent of his strength, he struck towards Lin Nan.

Murong Qingfeng was an extremely arrogant person, and he didn't bother to exert all his strength on Lin Nan at all.

He felt that dealing with Lin Nan was such a scumbag.

If you exert all your strength, it is an insult to yourself

, and the silver-white spear is like a dragon.

The chilling glow carried the majestic spiritual power of the Martial Emperor.

Let the surrounding melon-eating masses feel the trembling from the depths of their souls.

It's a feeling similar to blood being restrained.

Spiritual power attack, this is a skill that can only be used by strong people above the Martial Emperor Realm.

If the other party does not have the same mental power, the end can only be crushed.

And spiritual power is also the most difficult to cultivate, and it is directly linked to talent.

At the same time, the strength of spiritual power is also the key to advancing to the Martial Saint and Martial Emperor.

Therefore, many Martial Emperor powerhouses cannot advance to Martial Saint in their entire lives.

And if Martial Saint wants to advance to Martial Emperor, it is even more difficult to ascend to the sky.

"That's awesome! Senior Murong's strength is actually so terrifying, it is worthy of being the top three in Tianjiao Pavilion.

"Such spiritual power seems to be comparable to a half-step martial saint."

The students around them opened their mouths wide in surprise.

In their eyes, the end of this contest has long been predetermined, and there will be no suspense.

"Three thousand thunders."

Lin Nan opened his mouth slightly and said softly.

Moment.

I saw Lin Nan's body exploded hundreds of thunderbolts.

Then these thunderbolts all converged on Lin Nan's body.

"It's useless, thunder and lightning above the eighth-order Martial King Realm are not harmful, and your little trick is useless to me."

Murong Qingfeng smiled crookedly and said confidently.

"This thunder and lightning is not meant to hit you."

Just when Murong Qingfeng's gentian gun was only 0.01 cm away from Lin Nan.

Lin Nan instantly disappeared in place, leaving only an afterimage.

One move to hit the air.

Murong Qingfeng's eyes widened in disbelief.

How could a fifth-order martial artist dodge his gentian gun?

"You lost."

Lin Nan's voice appeared behind Murong Qingfeng.