Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 232: This is the real power

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As soon as the voice fell, Leng Fenghua flipped his palm, and a huge ball of light emerged from his palm.

A strong murderous aura oozes from his eyes, and the ball of light condensed with profound energy is quickly attacked in the direction of Ye Qingluo.

The ball of light is as fast as lightning, leaving only an afterimage.

The Profound Stages of the Ninth Stage of Profound Profound Realm are truly extraordinary.

The momentum is like a rainbow, like a huge wave, the waves are superimposed.

This is the power of high-level profound practitioners.

"Sure enough, as the rumors said, His Royal Highness is a genius of profound practitioners."

Ye Qingluo was not afraid, and chuckled playfully. Although the words were praise, there was ridicule in her eyes.

She stepped back quickly, her fingertips fan spread out, and profound energy poured into the feather fan.

While the feather fan was waving, I saw a blazing fire dragon, with its teeth and claws swallowing flames, and it hit the ball of light directly.

"Bang--"

With a loud noise, the fire dragon and the ball of light entangled.

The two mysteries collided, the surrounding air was blown apart, and the whole ground was plunged into the shaking of the earth and the mountains.

The light shines, and the cold glow flowing in the night's clear and charming eyes is especially bright against that ordinary face.

The wind is blowing all around, flying sand and gravel are flying everywhere.

Under the squally wind, Ye Qing fell in a plain white robe, and the red tulle fluttered with the wind, like an alluring lotus blooming.

Just when everyone thought that these two profound qi were comparable.

The ball of light suddenly burst into light, pushing the condensed fire dragon in Ye Qingluo straight back.

Obviously, the mysterious stage of this woman is under Lengfenghua!

Lower than Lengfenghua?

It also means that the mysterious rank of this woman is below the ninth rank of Xuan Xuan!

The mercenaries looked unbelievable.

In the mercenary group, they are all profound practitioners in the realm of Xuanxuan.

However, more than forty of them dealt with a low-level Eudemons, all in a panic, and more than a dozen brothers died.

Yes...

This woman hunted wave after wave of beasts by one person.

Rao is that weird footwork, no matter how weird, but without absolute strength, there is absolutely no way to hunt the beasts easily!

If it hadn't been for Leng Fenghua's profound energy to force Ye Qing to fall, they would probably have thought that this was a worldly expert from somewhere.

What's more, I guess Ye Qingluo is the Supreme Profound Sky.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qing Luoxuan Stage was actually lower than Leng Fenghua.

This...is the real power!

The mercenaries who were fighting against the monsters were surprised and uneasy for a while, and the monsters took the opportunity to counterattack.

They immediately cleared up their mood, re-adjusted their rhythm, and continued to deal with the next wave of herds.

Ye Qing squinted her eyes, and when the light ball pressed back, she thought about it--

Teleport!

Blinking an eye, Ye Qingluo's figure appeared 100 meters away.

She raised her feather fan, and the coquettish red light was shining brightly, and the air flow billowed, forming a fire dragon again.

Leng Fenghua saw this with a disdainful sneer on her face.

After learning that Ye Qingluo's Profound Stage was under him, Leng Fenghua was full of pride in his heart.

The profound energy that Ye Qingluo struck again was completely ignored.

He snorted softly, leaped forward, faced the profound energy, split his palms horizontally, and attacked Ye Qingluo's face.

Just...

When he hit the profound energy, his face suddenly changed.

The fire dragon suddenly turned into a spiral, entwining the cold wind birch tightly.

The lupines that fell in the night are retracted, and a strong air current is released from under the feet and dispersed.

She shook her figure, and in the blink of an eye, people came to Leng Fenghua's face.

The feather fan is spinning fast at the fingertips, reaching Leng Fenghua’s head...